Opening confession to the beautiful master

"Zizizizi!"

Nine blood-red thunderbolts blasted straight at Zhuanghe. The blood-red thunderbolts as thick as buckets poured down like a waterfall. The whole Saint Master Mansion was filled with the breath of violent destruction.

Zhuanghe now looked crazy, staring at the oncoming blood-red thunderbolts with red eyes, without any fear in his eyes, "Come on! I, Zhuanghe, have been in the ancient domain for so many years, would I be afraid of a mere heavenly punishment?!"

Zhuanghe shouted angrily, as if he wanted to vent the endless anger in his heart.

"All of you stay away, today! I want to have a good fight with the way of heaven!"

Zhuanghe shouted domineeringly, and actually faced the blood-red thunderbolts in the void, with the momentum of one man blocking the pass and ten thousand men unable to open it.

"Dad!"

Zhuang Xiaohe looked at Zhuang He with guilt in his eyes. He subconsciously wanted to rush forward, but was stopped by Zhang Yi with a ruthless force. "Calm down. If you approach him now, it will only make things worse."

Hearing this, Zhuang Xiaohe calmed down a lot, but he felt more guilty. With red eyes and tears, he said: "It's all my fault. If it weren't for me, my father wouldn't have to endure so much pain."

"Good, good, this time it was the Saint Master who was impulsive and wanted to fight against the punishment of heaven."

Wuxin clasped his hands together, shook his head and sighed.

As the saying goes, the will of heaven cannot be violated, and the way of heaven cannot be reversed. This is common sense in the world, but Zhuang He went against heaven.

"Just one sentence can attract the Nine Heavens Blood Thunder. It seems that you have to be careful when you speak in the future."

Shen Wangu recognized the blood thunder at a glance, and couldn't help sighing, his eyes full of fear.

"The Nine Heavens Blood Thunder comes from the Nine Heavens and can destroy everything. The Saint Master is mysterious this time."

Shen Wangu shook his head.

"Swoosh!"

At this moment, another burly figure ran towards the blood thunder like crazy. Looking closely, it was Gu Xinghe or someone else.

"Saint Emperor, why are you here?"

At this moment, Zhuang He's figure was illuminated by the blood thunder as if he had bathed in blood. His whole body was reflected in a blood light, which looked very strange.

"Nonsense! You caused such a big commotion, how can I just sit back and watch?"

"Nine Heavens Blood Thunder, you are not small, what did you do?"

Gu Xinghe stood side by side with Zhuang He, with no fear in his eyes, but a surging fighting spirit.

"I've had enough, the heaven is unfair!"

Zhuang He shook his head bitterly, holding a jade ruyi in his hand, and the emerald green light enveloped his whole body. A trace of the meaning of heaven burst out from his body and rushed straight to the Nine Heavens Blood Thunder.

"Reckless!"

Gu Xinghe cursed angrily, and followed closely behind, rushing straight to the Nine Heavens Blood Thunder.

"Galaxy Halberd!"

A long halberd emitting glittering starlight suddenly appeared in his hand, and his whole body was wrapped in starlight, illuminating the dark cloud.

"Two supreme magic weapons!"

Zhang Yi was shocked. The strength that the two people had now exploded was frightening. They were much stronger than ordinary martial emperors. "They are worthy of being the peak of the ancient domain."

"But the relationship between the Holy Emperor and the Holy Master seems to be unusual. They can take the initiative at this time."

Based on the rumors he heard before, Zhang Yi thought that Gu Xinghe was a demon who killed people without blinking an eye, but after getting along with him for this period of time, at least it was not the case in his opinion.

Then... why is the reputation of the ancient domain royal family so bad in the ancient domain? Is all this just on the surface or is there someone interfering?

Before Zhang Yi thought about it carefully, he heard thunder in the sky, and the figures of the two were shrouded by blood-colored thunder. Then a green light contained infinite vitality and competed with the nine blood-colored thunders.

Afterwards, another starlight with murderous intent tilted down like a waterfall of stars, and countless halberds shot up into the sky, and the void had already been shattered.

"Boom boom boom!"

Under a loud noise, like fireworks blooming, three different colors of light swept in all directions, and a violent air wave also shook Zhang Yi and the others away, and the surroundings were shattered and in a mess, completely blocking their sight.

At this moment, the entire Holy City felt the shock, the earth shook, as if the end of the world was coming.

"What's going on? Why is there such a big movement in the Holy Palace?"

"It's not time yet. It stands to reason that there will only be such a big movement on the ninth day of the third lunar month every year."

"Could it be early? Should we leave the Holy City early? Go somewhere else to avoid the limelight?"

Many people were frightened by the movement of the Holy Palace, and even more action-oriented people left the Holy City that night, away from this place of right and wrong.

Everyone in the Holy City knows that there will always be thunder on the ninth day of the third lunar month, and that day happened to be Zhuang Xiaohe's birthday.

When the dark clouds dissipated, the blood thunder dissipated, and the void gradually returned to calm, but only Zhuang He was left in the void. Although he was covered with injuries, he was in high spirits and laughed happily: "Hahaha, what about heaven's punishment? It's just like that!"

After saying that, Zhuang He's body fell straight down, and his breath became floating.

Zhang Yi hurriedly flew forward to catch him. After a check, he found that there was no threat of life, so he breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, no life was hurt, but did the Holy Emperor leave first?"

"Dad!"

Zhuang Xiaohe was about to rush over with concern, but thinking of his own situation, he stopped instantly, and said with a very dim look in his eyes: "I can't go over now, I can't cause trouble to my father anymore."

"Brother Zhang Yi, how is my father?"

This situation is the most helpless. Every time when a relative gets into trouble, he can only worry about it and has no way to help.

"No life is lost, but I don't know how long it will take to wake up."

Zhang Yi shook his head and said truthfully.

At this time, Wuxin also came up, put his hands together and whispered: "Friend Zhang, my Buddhist scriptures can heal injuries, why don't I help the Holy Master heal his injuries?"

"Hmm? The methods of Buddhism are endless."

Zhang Yi looked a little surprised, and handed Zhuanghe to Wuxin.

Wuxin carefully put Zhuanghe on the ground, sat cross-legged, and began to recite the Bible in his mouth, with an extremely pious expression.

A sacred and gentle Buddha light poured out from Wuxin's body and poured into Zhuanghe's body. With the influx of Buddha light, Zhuanghe's breath began to slowly recover, and his face was not as pale as before.

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Accompanied by a strong heartbeat, Wuxin's golden heart was extremely dazzling in the sun, and the Buddha's light instantly enveloped Zhuanghe. The Bible in his mouth was like the sound of nature, making people feel relaxed and happy.

About an incense stick later, a trace of sweat appeared on Wuxin's white forehead, and when he stopped chanting, the Buddha's light suddenly dissipated, and Zhuanghe also recovered from his coma, but his breath was still a little unstable.

"Cough cough cough, thank you for your help, Buddha Wuxin."

Now, Zhuanghe has regained his composure, knowing that it was Wuxin who helped him just now, and he is grateful.