Looking at the fire of heavenly tribulation that Fenyang sprinkled, many immortal cultivators were stunned.

The fire was too dense and the range was too large, covering dozens of miles around. It might be difficult for them to escape at their speed. Many people stood there, covered their protective covers, and took out all kinds of magic weapons to try.

Almost all of the disciples of the Hokkien Sect were among them.

"How could it be..."

"There is also the fire of the heavenly tribulation... It's over, we're dead."

"I have heard that on Liuming Mountain, such a heavenly catastrophe fire caused half of the genius sword cultivator to lose his life... and there are still many cultivators in the realm of God Transformation."

"But now, who can save us?"

For a moment, people were extremely panicked, and most of the disciples looked flustered and looked around in a daze, feeling that they had nowhere to escape.

ah!

A shrill scream came from the air.

Looking up, a blue figure was swaying in the air, like a kite in the wind and rain.

That's the bamboo sorcerer.

He escaped very quickly before, and after sensing the heavenly tribulation, he was the first to run out of the city. He did not go through the tribulation with the disciples of the Heyin Sect. After seeing that Zhou Shu was about to succeed in the tribulation, he immediately ran back, intending to be the first to celebrate Zhou Shu.

He was always in the air, with a very fast speed, closest to Zhou Shu, almost above Zhou Shu's head.

Therefore, he was the first to taste the fire of heavenly tribulation.

A flame that seemed to not extinguish was burning on his arm. Although Zhushou tried his best to resist, the flame penetrated into it bit by bit. In just a blink of an eye, his arm was burned through, revealing a clear hole, and the flame burned through his body and fell down as usual.

ah--

Another shrill cry, and in the panic, two more catastrophe fire fell on the body.

Soon, two more holes on his body, as if he could no longer hold on. His face turned pale and fell straight down.

"Bamboo..."

"It actually burned through in an instant. Zhushou is a monk!"

"What should we do, what should we do?"

"When the fire rain falls, we can't hide, so can we die?"

Everyone under the fire of the heavenly tribulation felt that death seemed inevitable, and most of them showed an extremely desolate look.

There are some exceptions, such as Hao Ruoyan, Lin Zhu, Ning Xuanqing, Xu Rong, etc. They didn't even look at Huo Yu above their heads, but just shook their heads, and their faces were full of indifference, as if they had seen through everything and kept approaching Zhou Shu.

"Master Shu, no matter what you say, Ruoyan can't leave anymore and I want to accompany you."

"Senior, the little girl has no strength at all. Maybe she can only do this, but the little girl has no regrets when she follows her."

"I won't leave. You can do it this time, junior brother."

Zhou Shu stared at the crowd with a serious expression and a burst of anger in his heart.

There was a voice shouting loudly in my heart.

"Do you want to completely vent your previous dissatisfaction with yourself, Tiandao?"

At this time, he was in the biggest crisis.

If he was the only one, he would not have much concern. From Zhusou's injury, it can be seen that the fire of the heavenly tribulation is much weaker than the fire of the heavenly tribulation that Jin Songyang had brought. At that time, the fire died when it was encountered, but now it is just burned through. As long as you don't get too much fire rain, there is no big problem, and even if you bear some, it's okay. Besides, he can completely avoid the fire rain alone and will not get caught at all.

But now he is not alone, but many people, including disciples of the Heyin Sect, the people of Lingyu City, and more important people.

How can others bear the heavenly tribulation he brought to himself? With Zhou Shu's nature, how could he watch others die because of him, let alone those who have blocked the heavenly tribulation for him?

He will never just care about himself, let others go and ignore them.

But the range of this fire rain is too large, how can we resist it?

Inside and outside the city, there was no time to run around Zhou Shu, and the immortal cultivators who were far away from the fire of the heavenly tribulation retreated like a tide.

"Oh my God, there is actually the fire of the heavenly tribulation."

"It's hard to deal with this now. Even if Elder Zhou can bear it, no one else can do it."

"The elites of the Heyin Sect are all in the rain of fire. Does the Heavenly Dao want to destroy the Heyin Sect? When will the Heavenly Dao be so unfair? For immortal cultivators, the heavenly tribulation should be a test. They should keep people alive. Now it is simply..."

"I don't understand, this is no longer a test, right?"

"If there is something wrong with the Ho Yin School, Lingyucheng will be finished..."

The cultivators, with unspeakable melancholy, their eyes were fixed not far away, on Zhou Shu, and their hearts were heavy. No one wanted to see that the great situation in Lingyu City would end like this. But now, what else could they do besides watching? That was the fire of the heavenly tribulation.

Is it really insupported?

Zhou Shu suddenly jumped into the air and faced the fire rain.

A lot of green light suddenly emanated from his body, even his eyes. At the same time, an indescribable powerful force continued to emerge from his body, and the air twisted and kept swelling.

"What kind of magic trick is that..."

"I don't know, but looking at this, he has to resist the rain of fire alone. But with such a large range, even if he can catch some flames, how can he catch so many?"

"Yes, even if he is not afraid of the fire of the heavenly tribulation, he will be exhausted to death, and he will not be able to save a few people at all."

"But it is really rare to be able to do this. If it were other monks, they would only care about themselves, so did I. The Heyin Sect has a good sect leader like Zhou Shu who considers his disciples. It is really a blessing for the Heyin Sect and Lingyu City."

"It's good, but unfortunately, he still can't escape the fate of being destroyed by the heavenly tribulation."

Many immortal cultivators stared at Zhou Shu, some sighed, some were full of surprises and discussions.

The disciples of the Heyin Sect below and some other immortal cultivators flashed in their eyes, as if some hope was ignited.

Whenever danger comes, Zhou Shu stands up and gives them hope for continued success. This time it is the same, and he stands up again... Zhou Shu has never disappointed them in the past, and this time is no exception, right? Although that opponent is the most terrifying heavenly disaster.

At this time, a female cultivator in yellow flew up from not far away, but instead ran out, she went into the fire rain.

"Who, what is she going to do?"

"I finally stopped inside, why do I still have to go in?"

"And only in the cultivation level is the level of meridian concentration, will you die?"

Many immortal cultivators looked at the female cultivator with a confused look.

The female cultivator's flight speed was very fast, not much worse than the average Jindan realm. She rushed straight towards Huoyu without any hesitation.

"Junior brother, no matter what you want to do, I believe you can do it!"

The sound was very small, but extremely firm, full of confidence in Zhou Shu. Even if you use your own life to prove it, you will be fearless and regretless.
Chapter completed!