Forty-nine Heavenly Tribulation!

There are a total of thirty-six thunderstorms.

Every nine, the power rises sharply, a total of four levels, the more you go to the back, the more exaggerated!

When the first thunderbolt falls, the power is excessive.

Rumble!

The second thunderbolt struck.

Thicker in diameter, more powerful!

Like a silver white python, it bites down, and the toxin invades the five organs.

Zhang Dongting only felt a stagnation in his chest, cramping all over his body, and could barely gather Zixia's true qi.

Rumble!

The third thunderbolt is coming!

The world was filled with white terror.

The thick thunder slammed down, like a heavenly god falling a hammer.

The air was torn, the earth was scorched, Zhang Dongting flew out directly, the tiger's mouth cracked, and blood oozed out.

The spectators lamented repeatedly:

"Hey, this is only the third thunderstorm, and Chief Zixia has a declining trend, but there are still thirty-three thunderbolts behind!"

"Who would have thought that God would rain down twice the clouds, the geniuses of the Golden Age, a little sad!"

True Phantom clasped his hands and sneered:

"Heaven and earth are work, thunder is like a hammer, only a true genius can withstand tempering, break the cocoon into a butterfly, shine with golden brilliance, and hang high above the sky!

Su Qianqian echoed: "What my cousin said is really good! What kind of hidden dragon list, what can be seen, it is only the top ten small giants, and the back ninety, there is no qualification to give his cousin shoes!"

What she said was extremely rampant.

The geniuses of the surrounding hidden dragon list were full of righteous indignation, but they were afraid of the real and illusory strength, so they could only curse in their hearts!

Mother Zhang looked at her son's embarrassed appearance, her heart was like a knife, and she said with tears:

"Xiao Xuan, are you also lying to me, there is no eighty percent chance of success at all!"

Ye Xuan lowered his head!

His face was gloomy and silent.

Su Qianqian deliberately laughed and said: "Haha, eighty percent chance, it's a joke!" Zhang Dongting's poor jingle sounded, and there was an eighth-generation divine soldier all over his body, as well as a bottle of Jingyuan Great Dan, and nothing else!"

"With his ability, even if he doesn't encounter a double thunderstorm, he can't survive the thunderstorm. You're still going to be honest and watch your son being scorched!"

Zhang's mother was like thunder, her tinnitus was non-stop, and she almost wanted to faint!

Ye Xuan hurriedly supported Zhang's mother, crossed a yang qi, and slowed down his heart.

Rumble!

The seventh thunderbolt fell.

It is as thick as a bucket and fierce and boundless.

The air within three miles was shaken, and even caused a small avalanche in the distant snowy peaks.

Zhang Dongting was covered in purple qi like practice, and he carried out Yu Xiao and made a mournful sound.

The sound is like a sword, full of murderous power, and the sharpness is incomparable!

One Xiao will split the thunder!

However, the thunder is too fierce, and the roaring thunder is the sound of heaven and earth, far from being comparable to Xiao Yin.

Ziyu Xiao took off his hand, and Zhang Dongting flew out upside down.

"Gross-"

Zhang Dongting's blood and qi surged, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out. His face was pale and tired.

Hurriedly swallowed a Jingyuan Great Dan, before it was refined, the eighth thunder tribulation was brewed.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth were shrouded in daylight.

The white thunder, which was about the thickness of a waist, slashed down, and the air was filled with the smell of scorching.

"Purple Qi is coming from the east!"

Zhang Dongting hurriedly took back Ziyu Xiao and sacrificed a killing move.

Legend has it that the saint went out of the customs, and the purple gas stretched for 30,000 miles!

This is the omen of the saints, and it is also the vision of heaven and earth, containing mysterious mysteries and the power of reversing yin and yang.

Zhang Dongting is not a saint, but he is full of purple energy, 300 meters in length and width, and has become a climate, fighting for his life with the sky.

But this thunder is too fierce, piercing through the void, tearing through the purple qi, and has the power to destroy the world!

Zhang Dongting couldn't stop it at all, his chest was struck by lightning, his skin was charred, and his hair was curly.

The pill contained in his mouth was forcibly split out, mixed with blood, and fell into the scorched earth.

Zhang Dongting was embarrassed like a dog, feeling that he had picked up the pill, mixed with blood and mud, and swallowed it in his stomach. He only has a total of three Jingyuan Great Dan, and he must not waste any of them.

Rumble!

The ninth thunderbolt appears!

The thunder is mighty, and the world is changing.

The thickness of a person is ferocious and thunderous, and before it is chopped, it is terrifying!

The entire snowfield was immersed in the glorious heavenly might, and everyone who watched the ceremony did not dare to breathe.

"Sad and autumn killing!"

Zhang Dongting's killing move rose again.

This is the trick recorded in "Seven Laws of Sound Killing".

Hook the strange forces of heaven and earth with Xiao Sheng, and create a vast killing intent!

Xiao Yin played, like an autumn realm, the wind was bleak, and the killing intent was incomparable.

Pity!

The ninth thunder is suffocating.

Under the power of heaven, autumn will be shattered, and the killing machine will die.

Zhang Dongting was violently knocked more than ten meters away, his clothes were scorched black, and his hair was curly.

Gulps of blood vomited out, mixed with internal organ foam, apparently from internal injuries.

The purple glow true qi all over his body was completely defeated, and he couldn't stop the thunder light from raging at all, and his face was still flushed with a sickly red!

Luckily!

After a round of nine thunders.

There will be intervals in the Thunder Tribulation, which can give the Raiders a little respite, and at the same time, it is also to brew the next level of Thunder Tribulation.

Zhang Dongting hurriedly meditated and pranayama, desperately refining the Jingyuan Great Dan.

When everyone at the ceremony saw this scene, they shook their heads:

"It's over, Chief Zixia is finished, even the first round of thunder tribulation is so miserable, and the other three rounds, one round is stronger than the other!"

Who would have thought that the thunder robbery would be so terrifying and suffocating!"

When Zhang's mother saw this scene, her heart was broken, and she choked up:

"Xiao Xuan, is there any way to stop the tribulation! Don't cross the tribulation again, Ah Ting is going to be hacked to death!"

Ye Xuan said sadly: "There is no way!"

"The thunder tribulation is the wrath of heaven, as long as it is triggered, no matter how far you hide to the ends of the earth, you can't get rid of it!"

Su Qianqian also deliberately said: "Not only can't you hide from the Thunder Tribulation, but no one can go up to help, as long as you are close to the Tribulator for five hundred meters, the sky will strengthen the Thunder Tribulation and drag the entrants into the Thunder Tribulation together!"

"How so!"

Zhang's mother's pupils were dilated, her eyes were dull, and only two lines of turbid tears flowed down, crying silently.

"Look, the clouds have changed!"

A martial artist shouted.

In the dark calamity clouds, a purple arc flickered.

A vast, violent, and ferocious aura enveloped the earth.

"Oh my God! It's a xenomorph mine, and the second round of thunder tribulation will produce xenomorph mines!"

"It looks like it's purple thunder! a kind of masculine and rigid thunder that can crush different kinds of steel!"

Everyone was talking, and their eyes were full of pity when they looked at Zhang Dongting, as if they were looking at a dying person!

Rumble!

The tenth thunderbolt came.

The color is violet, only the thickness of the thumb.

But the destructive power contained in it is twice as much as the ninth thunder!

The white snowfield was dyed purple, and the purple thunder fell, which was terrifying.

"Tracing the water!"

Zhang Dongting raised his head to the sky and struck.

Zixia's true qi shuttled through the Yuxiao Hollow, emitting bursts of sad sounds.

A fairy song amazes the heavens and the earth, distorts the vitality, and makes all beings addicted, like a heavenly sound.

Even the terrifying purple thunder, which slashed on Yu Xiao, was moved by Xiao Sheng, and he couldn't move an inch.

It is worthy of being a fairy, but unfortunately, Zhang Dongting only understood half of it, and the second half was strange and unfamiliar.

Purple thunder seemed to have a spirit, caught this flaw, broke Xiao Yin in one fell swoop, penetrated Yu Xiao, invaded his right arm, scorched hair, and damaged his internal organs.

"Gross-"

Zhang Dongting vomited blood.

Nose, ears, eyes, also oozing blood.

"Hahaha! Five labors and seven injuries, not far from death. ”

Zhang Dongting couldn't stop laughing, his brain was dizzy, his ears were ringing and dizzy, and only with Yu Xiao could he barely support his body.

The blood and qi are atrophied, the essence is greatly reduced, the five internal organs are damaged, and the true qi is difficult to gather!

He knew he was going to die!

The horror of death filled the heart and chest, and the pain was suffocating.

The eyes are darkening, the heavens and the earth are colorless, the ears are deaf, no sound is heard, the breath is gone, and it is difficult to distinguish the taste.

Zhang Dongting felt that he had fallen into despair and darkness, he did not know the east, south, north, west, and north, and could not find a way out.

The soul is silent, and death is approaching!

Zhang Dongting watched the flowers and saw his life.

For as long as I can remember, I have been blinded and scolded as a mongrel. The father's indifferent eyes could not hide his disgust, and the mother's hateful gaze did not hide the murderous intent.

To be born in hell is to live as a nightmare!

Fortunately, there were two people who gave me warmth, and my mother's smile was like a spring breeze, dispelling the cold for me. Ziying's smile was like sunshine, leading me out of the darkness.

From the moment I played "Tracing the Water", I vowed to grow into a towering tree and shelter my loved ones!

However, the trees want to be quiet, and the wind does not stop, and along the way, the conspiracy continues!

I thought I could see the sun through the clouds, but who knew that I fell into the abyss.

It's so tiring to be alive!

It is said that death is liberation.

But death is obviously a deeper torment.

I'm dead, what should I do with my mother, what should I do with Ziying!

Those who love me will not die well, and those who hate me will applaud!

"I, hate, ah!!"

Zhang Dongting roared in despair!

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