The thunderstorm of Jinhao Immortal Venerable lasted for a day and a night......

The further back you go, the longer it takes for the Thunder Tribulation to charge, and the more powerful it becomes. Click, click, let everyone lift it high.

Mo Jiuxiao looked at Luo An'an's spirit that was still highly tense after staying up for so long, and felt distressed. Therefore, he couldn't help but coax: "Luo Luo, go and sleep, when you wake up, the master will soar." ”

Luo Anan shook his head: "No, this is already the seventy-second tribulation thunder, and it is almost over." I'm going to keep watching to be relieved. ”

Just kidding, this baby can't get to this point if he doesn't have a heart or lungs! Shizun is life and death, where is her heart wide enough to sleep? Stay up, even if she dies the fox, she will see the last moment!

After speaking, the seventy-third tribulation thunder, which had been charging for three quarters of an hour, had already come down. This heavenly thunder was enough to kill a Mahayana monk on the spot! The ordinary disciples of the Heavenly Gate Sect were all intimidated by this terrifying aura, and their hearts were even more nervous like hundreds of rabbits.

Jin Hao Immortal Venerable was surrounded by scattered magic weapons that had been struck by lightning, and at this moment, Lord Immortal Venerable's clothes were slightly disheveled, and his mouth began to gasp, but his expression was still calm and calm. If it were an ordinary time, such an immortal venerable would definitely cause a lot of men and women to lose too much blood and die. It's a pity, except for Luo An'an and Mo Jiuxiao who can still withstand this coercion, no one else can see this beautiful scenery. (Lord God: Uh-huh!)

Seeing that the next thunderstorm had arrived, Jin Hao Immortal Venerable took another bottle of elixir, and lifted the spiritual power of his whole body to fight against the heavenly thunder. Now there is no need to use spiritual weapons to block the thunder, because it can't be stopped. As for the immortal weapon, heh, I'm afraid the result will be the same.

Luo An'an couldn't help but clench the hand of the shovel officer when he watched Jin Hao Immortal Venerable swing his palm towards the heavenly thunder, this time it was simply too thrilling! Luo An'an's current mood was probably even more nervous than that of the Great Immortal Venerable who was crossing the tribulation. When she is nervous, she can't control her hand.

Mo Jiuxiao glanced at his swollen hand and was silent. Thinking in my heart......

"Whew-"

Seeing that Jin Hao Immortal Venerable had passed this thunder tribulation without danger, Luo An'an breathed a sigh of relief. According to legend, from the seventieth thunderstorm onwards is the easiest place to die, how many days of pride have fallen again, alas!

With one move, Jin Hao Immortal Venerable quickly took a large bottle of pill to sit on his luck, replenish his spiritual power and wait for the next thunder tribulation.

"Fortunately, I provided Shizun with a few recipes for the immortal realm, which can replenish the immortal qi. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to replenish enough spiritual power at such a moment. Luo An'an patted her chest in fear, and then looked at Mo Jiuxiao with a cowardly expression: "Jiuqing, the baby is afraid...... I don't want to soar anymore. ”

"What are you afraid of, I'm here. Mo Jiuxiao comforted softly.

"Baby, I'm afraid that you will be killed by thunder!" An Baobao said with a sad face.

“……”

Mo Jiuxiao mercilessly took the bun and plugged the fox's mouth: "Shut up!"

In this way, until the seventy-eighth tribulation thunder, Jin Hao Immortal Venerable closed his eyes and finally felt a little struggling. The power of this thunderstorm seems to be more powerful than recorded in the book, but it seems that it has no intention of harming him......

At least I didn't feel a strong killing intent from it.

Thinking of this, Jin Hao Immortal Venerable finally summoned his own treasure at the bottom of the pressure box, Bing Yan!

Bingyan is an ancient fire, although it is not as powerful as the first-ranked fire, it can burn the heavens and the earth, but it is not a problem to deal with a few thunderstorms.

Lord Xianzun felt the hair on his forehead being wet with sweat and pressed against his skin, and he couldn't help frowning. It's so damn bad, he really wants to go into the space to wash his body, it's really dirty.