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The Royal Level who was enveloped in Gold Purple Thunder had a terrified expression. He opened his mouth to shout, but no one heard what he shouted. They could only see golden-purple flames shooting out of his mouth.

The Gold Purple Thunder invaded the Royal Level's body and burned all of his internal organs. The scariest thing was that the mystical Qi in the Royal Level's body became the best igniting agent.

The arrogant Royal Level turned into a human torch. Golden-purple flames erupted from his mouth, nose and ears, then from all the pores on his body.

This Royal Level was only the first one, this group of Royal Level thought that even if Yun Guya was present, she would still die a horrible death on the spot if she was surrounded and beaten up by so many Royal Level.

They simply did not know how terrifying the golden-purple lightning tribulation was, and did not think that they would die here. They only wanted to kill or capture Ye Tianmo alive.

When they saw the miserable ending of their comrades, it was already too late for them to retreat. A thousand and eighty golden-purple lightning tribulation s turned into a life-destroying divine flame, igniting the mystical Qi in each Royal Level's body.

Leng Qingcheng, who was flying in the air, felt urination. It was the first time in her life that she had felt fear. The Royal Level was a place with the highest combat power.

Right at this moment, on the night of the thunder shock's explosion, Leng Qingcheng saw for the first time that the Royal Level died a worse death than a dog.

The imperial claw shot out once again, and the cold-faced man soared into the sky, swinging his sword to split apart the imperial claw. cold-faced man did not land on the ground. Instead, he stood in front of Leng Qingcheng and stared at him with eyes that were close to spitting fire.

Ye Tianmo made a grasping motion with his right hand and the golden-purple flames within the remains of the Emperor transformed into a Gold Purple Thunder that once again condensed into a golden-purple lightning tribulation and flew in front of Ye Tianmo.

Ye Tianmo looked up at the thunder shock in the sky and said: "Isn't that fun? "As I said, next time you won't call me by my name, because I want to catch you."

Leng Qingcheng said with his voice trembling, "Demon King Ye, don't even think about making me your slave."

This time, Leng Qingcheng's voice trembled not out of anger, but out of fear. Within the terrifying golden-purple lightning tribulation, the thirteen Royal Level s did not have any chance to retaliate. The most tenacious one only struggled for a few steps before collapsing onto the ground and dying a horrible death.

Leng Qingcheng grew up listening to the legend of the Great Wasteland Emperor dominating and invincible. She admiredhiss own ancestor and thought that he could also kill his own Royal Level with her sword like how he slaughtered chickens. However, it was impossible for the Great Wasteland Emperor, a heaven warping genius, to destroy so many Royal Level in such a short period of time.

Ye Tianmo caressed his sleeves, and the golden-purple colored flames which had burned all thirteen Royal Level, condensed into a crystalline lightning tribulation, arrived in front of Ye Tianmo.

Ye Tianmo said: "Be my slave? Stop dreaming. I promised, the Ghost-faced Wasteland was my only slave. "Who do you think you are?"

His anger towards Grand Desolate Emperor Garden did not arise today, but after learning of his miserable experience, Ye Tianmo felt it all at once.

The Gu Emperor was not a human, and the Grand Desolate Emperor Garden did not have good things. If it were not for the fact that he was weak, Ye Tianmo would have dragged the Ghost-faced Wasteland to fight in the Grand Desolate Emperor Garden a long time ago.

Today, the Grand Desolate Emperor Garden sent out thirteen Royal Level s to act recklessly, allowing Ye Tianmo to test the terrifying might of the golden-purple lightning tribulation.

cold-faced man said in a low voice: "Young miss, retreat."

Leng Qingcheng nodded, he did not dare make a sound, but his voice trembled so badly that the Demon King Ye would know he was afraid. Ye Tianmo looked at the slowly descending Leng Qingcheng, and said: "You're going to leave just like that?"

Leng Qingcheng landed on a war horse, using the longsword to fawn on it. When the war horse rushed out from the pain, Ye Tianmo put it down, and the left hand grabbed onto it.

cold-faced man's hair stood up, did Demon King Ye still have other methods? The cold-faced man swooped down, and the thunder lance made its move at the same time, shooting straight towards the center of Leng Qingcheng's back.

cold-faced man swooped down, the longsword touched the tip of the thunder lance's spear, causing his body to twitch and half of his body to lose consciousness.

The sound of hooves shaking the earth could be heard as the Bison Chariot came crashing over. A Emperor risked his life to rush over, grabbing onto cold-faced man and rushing into the distance.

Ye Tianmo shouted: "Mad Song Eighteen Cavalry, are you still not going to kill me?"

Only then did the shocked crowd come to their senses. Zhaoyang and Zhao Zheng each grabbed Jiang Shaoxing and Xu Pu and spurred them to the back of the Thunder Chariot.

Ye Tianmo sat at the position of the Coachman with the imperial claw, and the thousand and eighty golden-purple lightning tribulation entered his body once more.

After destroying thirteen Royal Level, when the golden-purple lightning tribulation returned to the Mortal Life Cauldron in his body, the vast mystical Qi burst out of the Mortal Life Cauldron, Ye Tianmo was in so much pain that he was drenched in sweat.

Therefore, when Ye Tianmo threw out his thunder lance, he gave up on the other enemies and pretended to be calm and collected as he sat on the chariot and chased after Leng Qingcheng.

It knew that Ye Tianmo wanted to capture this woman, so the intelligent Old Black ran like hell as he chased after Leng Qingcheng, not giving up in the slightest.

The thunder shock chased after the bronze chariot. The Mad Song Eighteen Cavalry's war horse had never carried its own Master, so its physical strength was greatly protected.

The principle of the Grand Desolate Emperor Garden was to ride their horses and run. Their mounts used secret medicines to unleash their potential. Initially, they were able to maintain a high speed when they were fleeing, but very soon, war horse s fell on the road one after another.

Leng Qingcheng had already swapped out four horses, and every time her steed fell to the ground, someone would give her their own mount. After that, they would run into the darkness beside the road and watch as Demon King Ye rode on the bronze chariot, bringing Mad Song Eighteen Cavalry with them in hot pursuit.

No one tried to stop him, the lightning in the sky churned, and continuously descended. If they were to approach a bronze chariot, it would mean that they were courting death.

There was no need for Demon King Ye to use that terrifying golden-purple lightning tribulation. Even if he was struck by the lightning accumulated on the bronze chariot, his body would definitely become numb, and he would be killed by Mad Song Eighteen Cavalry, Jiang Shaoxing and Xu Pu.

On the road ahead, dozens of sweating expert s watched in horror as the lightning descended from the night sky. It never stopped, it got closer and closer.

Lei Jingtian and the others rode on war horse s and rushed out. As they chased Ye Tianmo, the war horse s that did not use any secret medicine died from exhaustion one after another. They thought that they were just doing their best and would not be able to help Ye Tianmo.

Who would have thought that not long ago, the thunder shock at the distant horizon would explode, and then, the thunder shock would ceaselessly rush towards them? Lei Jingtian said solemnly, "Demon King Ye is extremely talented. He has a special affinity with the heavenly thunder and when Pill Emperor repeatedly mentions about it in his letters, he must definitely befriend the Demon King Ye. Even if he isn't a member of the Master of his generation, we still have to respect this special youngster highly. "

The people of Lightning Emperor Academy lined up orderly and prepared to welcome Ye Tianmo who had returned. Very quickly, they saw a few tottering war horse s running back, led by Leng Qingcheng.