Seeing this scene, many disciples, ancestors and geniuses who had offended Lin Yi or talked about Lin Yi in the past, slipped away as soon as possible.
"boom!"
At this moment, the sky was covered with dark clouds.
Originally, this thundercloud only covered a small area of the sky, but soon it quickly covered the entire sky above the royal family at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"This thundercloud is coming strangely."
"No, this is the divine thunder of tribulation."
"Run, run!"
Soon, some True Lords and ancestors discovered that something was wrong and exclaimed in surprise.
The thunderclouds roared like a dragon, and thick streaks of lightning split the sky into thousands of pieces.
A powerful destructive aura was like a mountain pressing down on one's head. Even many powerful warriors in the middle stage of the Golden Core felt quite pressured.
So the old monsters screamed and everyone fled in all directions.
If you get hit by the fire, you will be in big trouble.
"What? There are actually more than thirty kinds of divine thunder, including the Five Elements Divine Thunder, Yin and Yang Thunder, Ball Thunder, and Sky Fire Divine Thunder. Moreover, the power contained in each one far exceeds the power of an ordinary golden elixir during its tribulation."
An old man in the underground was shocked.
After a sudden scattering, countless people hid in safe places. Looking up at the sky at this time, they found that there was only one black dot still standing in the sky.
"Lin Yi!"
"He was the one who brought about this divine thunder of tribulation."
Someone reminded and added.
Everyone looked up and saw five-colored divine light constantly bursting out from Lin Yi's body. The vital energy in the sky was boiling and restless, as if something powerful and terrifying was being nurtured.
Yin Rao's phoenix eyes flickered as she spoke coldly, "This is a good opportunity. The time when cultivators are undergoing tribulation is when they are at their weakest. If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would have already fled thousands of miles away and set up a protective formation to protect himself from successfully undergoing tribulation."
"And this Lin Yi actually dared to undergo the tribulation in front of the whole world. Isn't this courting death?"
At this time, someone said: "He is too careless. He thinks he is invincible, so he is not afraid."
"This is a good opportunity. This Chinese man killed the Sword Marquis and we must avenge him. Who dares to join me in killing Lin Yi?" Yin Rao felt that this was a great opportunity. She could take revenge and show her leadership skills. If she succeeded in killing Lin Yi, she would undoubtedly be elected as the empress by everyone.
After Yin Rao's organization, twenty powerful Jindan masters from the royal families, plus those from various major cave dwellings and sects, quickly gathered together, totaling fifty Jindan cultivators.
Although most of them are lower-grade Jindan cultivators, the attack of each Jindan is comparable to the explosion of a nuclear bomb. The explosion of these fifty nuclear bombs would probably create a big hole even in the sky.
Sensing the improper behavior of the people below, Lin Yi's pupils turned cold. Just now, in order to kill the Sword Marquis, he had to use all his strength, which led to a thunder disaster.
So just when Lin Yi was planning to continue using the art of deceiving heaven to avoid the heavenly calamity, he did not expect that these people would want to kill him again, so he had to mobilize the power of five divine-grade Yuandan once again.
"boom!"
The power gathered from the five-colored Yuandan is so powerful that it can move mountains and split seas, and its force is extremely terrifying.
“Control!”
Lin Yi clenched his fist, and suddenly a piece of space condensed into a solid iron plate.
These fifty monks had just gathered together and were urging their true energy to launch a sneak attack on Lin Yi and give him a fatal blow.
Unexpectedly, the next second he was frozen in the void, unable to move.
Suddenly it was like a fish frozen in ice.
Lin Yi's forehead was covered with cold sweat. Freezing fifty cultivators, who were Jindan-level warriors, was too much of a burden.