"Yang Luo!"
"Little Luo!"
"Brother Yang!"
Su Qingmei, Qin Yimo, Prajna, Lin Qianyi, and the Goddess of Fate screamed. Their eyes were red and tears were welling up.
"Brother Yang…"
Lan Xiaomeng choked on her sobs as tears streamed down her face.
How serious were these injuries to cause his entire body to be covered in blood?
"Will Brother Yang be alright?"
Bujie gulped and said, "Just one look at the scene in the sky is enough to make one's heart tremble!"
Xiang Kunlun stared at the sky and said, "Is this the lightning tribulation? It's really terrifying!"
Right now, his cultivation had already stepped into the middle-stage Martial Saint Realm.
As long as he could step into the perfected Martial Saint Realm, he would also have to transcend the Earth Immortal Tribulation.
He did not know if he could transcend in the future.
At this moment.