Muyang stared at the roaring thunder in the distance, shook his head slightly and said, "I don't think so... That boy is also a king's realm. Although the thunder here is terrible, it won't hurt him badly."

"If he is at the thunder guiding platform, his physical strength can naturally withstand the thunder energy here, but if he rashly breaks into the thunder sea, it is not necessarily. After all, there is a thunder snake in the thunder sea, and the thunder snake in the seventh heavy day is not comparable to that in the sixth heavy day." xuanku was helpless. Originally, he wanted to suggest that Muyang go to the thunder sea to see the situation, But seeing Muyang like that, he knew there was no play.

Hearing the speech, Muyang's eyes changed slightly, and he almost forgot the thunder snake. He had practiced for a long time on the seventh heavy day. He was naturally no stranger to the thunder snake on the seventh heavy day. He had suffered from these thunder snakes at the beginning.

"You practice here. Remember, do what you can and don't go to the thunder sea rashly." Muyang told the people. Before they responded, his body turned into a streamer and swept away towards the thunder sea ahead.

Looking at the hurried away Muyang, xuanku was slightly relieved.

"Xuanku, when did you have such a good relationship with that boy? Remind master Muyang again and again, and I'm not afraid to cause the unhappiness of master Muyang." Lang Zhu tears gracefully stretched his waist, and the graceful curve was shown under his dress.

Xuanku sat down, took out a pill and put it in his mouth. He said, "it's not a bad thing to have many friends. Besides, the boy was promised by Lord Baidi to practice in the thunder pool. If he had an accident here, Lord Baidi would have no light on his face."

"That's true," said Lang Zhu with tears. He nodded, stopped talking and began to practice.

The thunder of the seventh heavy day is too violent. Practicing here with the strength of xuanku and others is undoubtedly like walking on thin ice and careless. Everyone is fully engaged in cultivation, even emperor nishang is no exception.

In the thunder sea, Muyang walked in the thunder, his blood was as high as a mountain, and ran through the sky. His speed was very fast, and his face didn't have the previous indifference. On the contrary, he was a little worried. Before entering the thunder pool, the White Emperor asked him to take care of Su Bai in the thunder pool. The implication was not to let Su Bai have an accident.

At the thought of here, Muyang is a little anxious.

After all, letting Su Bai suffer is totally different from having an accident. If Su Bai really has an accident, the White Emperor will blame him in order to explain to the Taoist array sect. At that time, he can't escape his blame. Although he has no fear of life, he has to pay some price.

"Don't have an accident..." Muyang murmured. The mighty Zhenyuan turned into a storm and swept out of his body. The power of the emperor's way was like a giant axe. It cut the thunder sea in front and separated a road. His speed soared again.

As he continued to push into the depths of the thunder sea, Muyang's expression gradually became dignified. He didn't see Su Bai at all. He estimated that according to his current speed, he would enter the core area of the thunder sea in half a day, which is also the entrance to the eighth heavy day.

Half a day later, in the core area of Lei Hai, Muyang's body swept and stood in the air. He looked at the twisted void in front of him, and his eyebrows were almost screwed together. During this time, he simply launched a carpet search, but he still didn't see Su Bai.

"There are only two possibilities, either he has gone to the eighth heavy day... Or he has died on the seventh heavy day, and his flesh has turned into ashes..." Muyang suddenly became nervous for no reason. At the last moment, he clenched his teeth and stepped into the void ahead, and the endless darkness soon swallowed his sight.

Since waking up, Muyang has never been so nervous as it is now. The dazzling thunder snake crossed the sky and set off a deafening roar. The vast authority came overwhelming, and the pressure people couldn't breathe.

Even with the strength of Muyang, when he stepped into the eighth heavy day, he still felt depressed. He couldn't wait to look at the stone platform in front of him, and his face changed. He saw an empty piece on the more than 100 stone platforms without Su Bai.

A bad feeling surged out of Muyang's heart. He stood on the stone platform and hesitated for a long time. Finally, he clenched his teeth and hardened his scalp to rush towards the thunder sea ahead. With his strength, he can naturally support this thunder sea for a period of time, but the premise is not to bump into a thunder snake.

The purple monstrous thunder dragged a dazzling light and reflected it in Muyang's eyes. Muyang looked very dignified. He tried his best to restrain his breath and was deeply afraid of provoking the thunder snake in the thunder sea. At the same time, he tried his best to hurry and search for the trace of Su Bai all the way, but he didn't find it from beginning to end.

Half a day later, Muyang looked at the surging thunder sea ahead and sighed helplessly. Now he had concluded that Su Bai had already died in the thunder sea, and it would not help him to go further. After all, the surging breath in the thunder sea ahead made him feel frightened. He didn't think that with the strength of Su Bai, he could be in that area.

After making up his mind, Muyang didn't dare to stay here for too long and turned back directly.

On the seventh day, xuanku and others who were originally practicing opened their eyes and looked at Muyang stepping into the sky from the sea of thunder. Many people's eyes changed slightly.

"Master Muyang, how's it going?" xuanku thought of a possibility when he saw Muyang coming back alone.

"Dead!" Muyang said weakly. He had a headache at the thought of how to explain to the White Emperor after he went out.

"What a pity..." hearing the speech, xuanku sighed lightly.

"It's a big trouble now. After all, this man was entrusted to me by the White Emperor. Now he fell into the thunder pool. How can we explain to the White Emperor when we go out." Lang Zhu said with tears, but she was also a little anxious or worried in her eyes. After all, even if the White Emperor blamed them for this matter, they couldn't be involved.

Muyang was in a bad mood and didn't have a good way: "practice should be done according to your ability. You can't be too hasty. He lost his life because of his recklessness. Who's to blame? Lord Baidi, I'll tell you myself. Don't worry too much... Well, seize the time and practice quickly."

Hearing the speech, everyone agreed one after another.

Many people feel sorry for the fall of Su Bai, such as xuanku and Langzhu tears, but many people are indifferent. After all, Su Bai is not a practitioner in the ancient wasteland emperor Dynasty. He dies when he dies.

With Su Bai's warning, Muyang also cheer up and keep on alert. He doesn't dare to have any more moths now. If emperor nishang's people also have an accident, he can't bear the consequences.

When Muyang and others thought Su Bai was dead, Su Bai was undergoing an amazing transformation in the thunder sea of the eighth heaven.

Taiyin sword pulse, finally become!