The White Demon

In fact, Zheng Baiyu also discovered the clues in the Qiankun bag.

He just looked at the bulging attacks in his Qiankun bag with a scornful smile, "You ignorant kids, just go ahead and fight. Even if you run out of mana, you won't damage my Qiankun bag in the slightest!"

After saying this, he hung the Qiankun bag around his waist and walked happily towards his residence.

But for some reason, the originally sunny weather suddenly became covered with dark clouds.

There was even a faint sound of thunder.

"It's such a nice day, why does it rain all of a sudden!" Zheng Baiyu complained as he walked towards the dormitory, but he didn't expect that the thundercloud kept following him.

When he walked fast, the dark clouds followed him fast; when he walked slowly, the dark clouds slowed down. In short, no matter where he went, dark clouds would gather there!

Zheng Baiyu cursed loudly: "Damn it, even the dark clouds can change their course according to the wind and specifically pick people to follow!"

But he didn't expect that as soon as he finished speaking, a bolt of lightning struck.

He was struck by lightning and was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, but strangely, the thundercloud seemed to have not let him go. It followed his pace, whether he was fast or slow...

Could it be that he was carrying something that could attract lightning?

He slowly looked at the Qiankun bag that was still sparkling, and shook his head in disbelief, "Impossible, how could a Qiankun bag attract lightning!"

However, at this moment, the second thunderbolt fell...

He suddenly felt dizzy, staring with lifeless eyes and black smoke coming out of his mouth. He looked at the Qiankun bag in front of him that was emitting lightning flowers, and used his remaining strength to throw it to the ground!

"You died unjustly, don't come looking for me! Go look for whoever killed you!" He suddenly began to believe in ghosts and gods weakly.

I don’t know if his words worked, but as expected, he survived the third thunder tribulation.

However, his joy did not last more than three seconds, as he saw that the Qiankun bag, which had been struck by lightning three times, had a big hole in it.

He wanted to step forward to stop it, but it was too late!

Large numbers of monsters escaped from the Qiankun bag and scattered in all directions of the human race.

Once out of control.

"It's bad!" He suddenly realized that he had brought disaster to the entire human race.

However, when he saw his fellow disciples, who were as healthy as before, walking out of the Qiankun bag, he became even more panicked and at a loss.

"Ah! Xinghe, you're back!" He smiled awkwardly, unaware of how embarrassed he was at the moment.

Chu Xinghe ignored his words and pushed Zheng Baiyu to the ground. "Let's go! Let's go find the elders to judge the case!"

Zheng Baiyu didn't even have the strength to struggle at this moment.

Like a dead dog, Chu Xinghe dragged him to the Discipline Hall to deal with the disciples who violated the rules...

Ye Qingwan saw that there were more and more dark clouds in the sky, accompanied by thunder, which struck in all directions but showed no sign of leaving.

She became more and more worried about Dabai in the Qiankun bag. She looked anxious, "Bo Rui, how many times does a thunderbolt usually strike?"

Zhang Borui scratched his head. "Well, it's different! Some only happen once, and some happen three or five times, which is also common. As for more...

The more thunder tribulations there are, the stronger the demonic power will become.

Legend has it that there is a child of destiny who has carried 23 thunderbolts at most at one time, and has been crowned as a legend...

As for our Tiannan, I have only heard that the King of Tiannan has experienced nine thunder tribulations, which makes him the best among the demon kings. I have never heard of more than that..."

"Oh." Ye Qingwan nodded thoughtfully, "Then let's wait aside. Let's prepare some external injury medicine first. Maybe when Dabai is done, we can use it..."

"it is good."

that's it,

The two of them had been waiting silently not far from Dabai, counting the number of thunderbolts in their hearts: "Five times, six times... nine times, ten times..."

It was not until the thunder struck eighteen times that it left in anger.

Ye Qingwan and Zhang Boyui quickly ran forward...

The Qiankun bag had already been smashed to pieces by the thunderbolt, and Dabai was almost completely torn to pieces...

“Dabai!——” Ye Qingwan looked at the dying Dabai and felt her heart being torn into pieces. She could no longer control herself and her tears fell...

"Wanwan, don't cry..." Dabai, with a weak breath, felt a pang of pain in his heart when he saw the sad Ye Qingwan.

He wanted to wipe away her tears, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand.

"Dabai, you are such a liar, didn't you say that everything is under your control?..."

"Wan Wan, this king... this king...,

Wanwan, you have returned to the human race, let me go and go find your relatives..." Dabai said his parting words with difficulty, his head tilted, and his breath stopped...

"No! Dabai! Don't die. Wuuwuwu... Dabai, I will definitely save you..." Ye Qingwan was so angry that she was desperately looking for life-saving medicine for Dabai with trembling hands...

In the distance, the monsters that had already gone far away looked at the area with dark clouds, lightning and thunder. They couldn't help but look back and pray silently in their hearts:

King Dabai, you are a rare good demon, you must survive!

The Kuiniu monster looked back at the sky full of lightning and thunder behind him and sighed: Brother Dabai, forming a pill among humans is a taboo for us monsters.

Hope they can meet again one day...

In the Discipline Hall,

The four elders of Wanxiangmen, three men and one woman, decided to detain Zheng Baiyu in prison in view of his good daily performance, observe his mental condition for a while, and collect evidence from multiple sources before making a conclusion.

Although Chu Xinghe and others were dissatisfied, they could not disobey the arrangements of the elders, so they could only swallow their anger and retreat.

After the elders dealt with Zheng Baiyu’s matter, they were attracted by the constant thunder outside.

They originally thought that the disciples in the sect were going through a tribulation, so they all looked in the direction of the tribulation thunder and exclaimed:

"Well, it seems that the disciples in the sect have been practicing diligently recently and have achieved considerable results."

"This is due to Senior Brother Wei's good management!"

"No, no, it's Brother Qi's Discipline Hall that is well managed, which is why the disciples' cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds!"

"Hmmmm..." An old man with a short beard complimented the headmaster Wei Jinxing and the elder Qi Weilong of the Discipline Hall.

Sect Master Wei and Hall Master Qi were courteous to each other. Only the female elder remained silent from beginning to end, as if she was in a trance...

The headmaster and Qi Weilong stroked their long beards with happy expressions on their faces. For a moment, the entire discipline hall was filled with peace.

However, when the thunder reached nine times, the elders stood up from their seats and said, "This is incredible! This is the best of our sect! We must pay attention to him."

"Yes, yes, yes, we must pay attention to it..."

However, when the number of thunderbolts continued to increase, the elders trembled every time, as if the thunderbolt was hitting them.

After seventeen thunderclaps, the elders suddenly became nervous and stood up one after another:

"Such a genius in cultivation comes from our Wanxiang Sect. This is our sect's fortune!"

"Let's go take a look!"

However, when they arrived in front of the mountain gate, the thunder stopped and the dark clouds in the sky slipped away, but there was no sign of Miaoyin and Caixia who had successfully overcome the thunder.

The elders suddenly felt disappointed.

Then I saw a girl in rough clothes holding a burnt wolf, crying loudly in front of the door, with a look of anger on her face.