However, ridicule to ridicule, the middle-aged monk still quickly raised his gun and rushed towards the place where Qiao Yun fell, because after these nine thunder tribulations, he didn't know if Qiao Yun could withstand it.

If Qiao Yun can't withstand it, it's naturally best, but if Qiao Yun successfully crosses the tribulation and enters the Golden Pill Period, this middle-aged monk will not hesitate to make a move, not allowing Qiao Yun any chance to stabilize his cultivation. After all, the name of the first person under Qiao Yun Jindan has spread, although this middle-aged monk doesn't think that Qiao Yun has anything powerful, and he can pose a threat to himself after being promoted to Jindan, but he still plans to be cautious and abolish Qiao Yun first.

Qiao Yun in the deep pit had just struggled to stand up, trying to come out of it, and saw the middle-aged monk rushing towards him in his divine sense, and his heart couldn't help but flutter.

Qiao Yun knew that it was the golden light from his body that attracted the middle-aged monk, but Qiao Yun's knot was only half carried out, and he must not be disturbed by others at this moment, so he endured the pain all over his body, and quickly jumped out of the deep pit, retreating in the direction of staying away from the middle-aged monk.

Through the thick fog, the middle-aged monk saw a golden light leap out, thinking that Qiao Yun was not damaged at all under this thunderstorm, and at the same time he was surprised in his heart, he was even more murderous, and the speed of the whole person increased dramatically, chasing towards Qiao Yun, who was scattered with golden light all over his body.

Qiao Yun's injury on his right leg has recovered to a certain extent under the continuous operation of the ancient technique, but he still limps when he walks, and his speed is extremely slow, at this moment, Qiao Yun can't care about the slowness of the retreat speed, and constantly takes out the Huayuan Pill and the Shengyuan Pill from the storage bag and swallows it, because Qiao Yun found that the conversion speed of the Yuan base in his body slowed down again in this short period of time, and the speed of the production of those golden liquids also decreased.

With the continuous transformation of the medicinal power of Huayuan Dan and Shengyuan Dan, this speed has increased slightly again, but this improvement is very limited, and it seems that there is still something missing.

And at this moment, the figure of the middle-aged monk was already approaching, Qiao Yun sighed secretly in his heart, and without hesitation, he sacrificed several medium-grade defensive magic weapons to protect his body, and at the same time, he used Ling Fengbu with difficulty to change his position, avoiding the middle-aged monk's rapid stabbing shot.

This middle-aged monk shattered all the defensive magic weapons that Qiao Yun sacrificed with one shot, and it wasn't until he was so close that he saw a large amount of scorched black on Qiao Yun's body, and at the same time, he also found that the aura on Qiao Yun's body was weak, and he had not reached the knot pill at all, but it was only a little stronger than the Great Perfection Realm of Zhuji.

The middle-aged monk smiled coldly, knowing that he had been too worried before, not to mention that this Qiao Yun could pose a threat to himself, judging from the current situation, it was difficult to say whether he could succeed in marrying Dan.

But even if he knew that Qiao Yun was not a threat to him, the middle-aged monk did not intend to let Qiao Yun go, the spear in his hand was raised slightly, and he stabbed towards Qiao Yun again, this time it could be said that it was directly taking Qiao Yun's heart, and there was no room for anything.

"Boy, suffer death!"

Qiao Yun was inconvenient in his legs and feet, even if he wanted to perform Ling Feng Bu again, he couldn't dodge it at all, seeing that this spear was only a few inches away from his back heart, Qiao Yun didn't have time to think about it at all, and his left shoulder sank down fiercely.

"Click!"

The sound of bones shattering came from Qiao Yun's left shoulder, and a large amount of blood was sprayed out, and at the same time, a dark spear head pierced through, eerie and terrifying.

Qiao Yun's face turned pale instantly, even if his face was scorched black by lightning, he couldn't hide this paleness.

The middle-aged monk's right hand twitched, ready to retrieve the spear, and then give Qiao Yun a fatal blow, but his right hand did not twitch, it turned out that Qiao Yun's right hand had been firmly held on the spear head sticking out of his left shoulder, like an iron tong, and he grabbed the spear and did not let the middle-aged monk take it away.

As soon as he failed to do so, the middle-aged monk's snort let out a cold snort, and he immediately summoned the abundant true qi and the small amount of true yuan in his whole body, wanting to shake away Qiao Yun's right hand holding the spear with one blow, while his left hand attacked at the same time, slashing towards Qiao Yun.

Qiao Yun's eyes were slightly gloomy, and at this critical juncture, when he was about to use the ice, three dazzling golden rays fell from the sky without warning, and landed on Qiao Yun and the middle-aged monk with the momentum of thunder.

"Boom!" Two of the three lightning bolts hit Qiao Yun's body, while the other hit the middle-aged monk beside Qiao Yun.

Hit by two bolts of lightning as thick as a little thumb, Qiao Yun was instantly beaten to the ground, spurting out several mouthfuls of blood again, and bursts of white smoke rose from his already blackened limbs.

On the other hand, the middle-aged monk was not much better, he was suddenly attacked by this lightning, he did not have any mental preparation, and his whole person was also slightly injured, and even his breath became a little scattered.

"It's... How is this possible!" The middle-aged monk didn't care about the injuries on his body, his whole body was stunned, and his heart was even more turbulent. Not only had he never seen it, but he had never heard of a Monk Sect Pill that would have more than nine thunder tribulations, and this kind of Thunder Tribulation with the thickness of a little finger was far beyond the Monk Pill.

Could it be that this is not the Jindan Thunder Tribulation, but the Yuanying Thunder Tribulation?! As soon as this thought came out, the middle-aged monk was startled at first, but then quickly denied his idea, because at this time, the aura on Qiao Yun's body could not even reach the early stage of Jindan, let alone a baby!

And just as the middle-aged monk was shocked and pondering, six golden lights flashed in the sky, falling downward, and there was not even two breaths of time between the previous three lightning bolts.

Seeing that there were six bolts of lightning with the thickness of his little finger, the middle-aged monk only felt a tingling in his scalp, and he didn't even care about fighting with Qiao Yun for his spear, and with a throw of his right hand, the whole person instantly burst back, to stay away from Qiao Yun's range to avoid being affected by these lightning, and at the same time he quickly used the bronze bell to protect his body to prevent him from being injured again.

Qiao Yun's movements were not much slower than this middle-aged monk, when he found that the six lightning bolts were falling, Qiao Yun was also secretly frightened, before only two lightning bolts were enough for Qiao Yun, but now the six paths fell at the same time, even Qiao Yun's body cultivation in the wood embryo realm did not dare to hard.

In a hurry, Qiao Yun slapped the storage bag and sacrificed dozens of defensive magic weapons to protect his body, and then Qiao Yun's eyes flashed, his right hand raised towards the sky, and he frantically cast a low-level spell that he had learned in the Scripture Pavilion, the Thunder Channeling Technique!

A large amount of white light quickly emerged from Qiao Yun's palm, and the lightning that had fallen rapidly in the sky seemed to be summoned when this white light was generated, and it hummed and smashed towards Qiao Yun at a faster speed.

"Go!" Just before these lightning bolts were approaching, Qiao Yun's right hand frantically swung towards the middle-aged monk who was fleeing not far away, and in an instant, three bolts of lightning with the thickness of little fingers crossed a dazzling arc above Qiao Yun's head and went straight to the middle-aged monk, as for the other three, they were not pulled by Qiao Yun's spell at all, and all of them smashed on the defensive magic weapon that Qiao Yun sacrificed.

And these defensive magic weapons only resisted a fraction of the impact of the three lightning bolts, and they all collapsed, and the rest of the lightning smashed on Qiao Yun's body, causing Qiao Yun to be beaten to a stagger, and his injured right leg was weak, and he fell to his knees, and Qiao Yun's body was full of electric light, so that Qiao Yun even had a feeling that he was about to be scorched.

"You are looking for death!" The middle-aged monk who was fleeing saw that the three lightning bolts were led towards him by Qiao Yun, and he couldn't help but shout in anger, but he couldn't care much for a while, and the true qi and true yuan of his whole body were frantically poured into the bronze bell in front of him, ready to resist the impact of the three lightning bolts with all his might.

"Boom!"

The first lightning fell, and it was blocked by the bronze bell, but the yellow light curtain on the bronze bell trembled rapidly.

"Boom!"

A second bolt of lightning fell, and the curtain of light on the bell began to show signs of shattering, but it was still struggling to hold on.

"Boom!"

When the third lightning fell, the bronze bell was finally overwhelmed, and with a "click" it shattered into countless fragments, rolling backwards in all directions, and the lightning continued to unabated, and instantly hit the middle-aged monk's body, making the corners of his mouth overflow with blood, and his face gradually turned from red to white.

While feeling sorry for his broken spirit weapon bronze bell, the middle-aged monk in the cloak raised his head suddenly, and looked at Qiao Yun, who was in tatters and had long been completely exhausted not far away, and the killing intent in his heart had already risen to the extreme at this time.

The eighteen thunder tribulations have passed, and the middle-aged monk does not believe that there will be another thunder tribulation, so he patted the storage bag and took out a silver spear, but the quality of this spear is obviously not as good as the black spear that is still inserted in Qiao Yun's shoulder, this silver spear can only be regarded as a pseudo-spiritual weapon at most.

The middle-aged monk held the silver spear in his hand and walked towards Qiao Yun step by step, without hiding the killing intent in his eyes at all.

But as soon as he took a few steps, he felt another golden light flash in the sky, and his heart was suddenly shocked, and when he looked up, he saw four bolts of lightning the thickness of big fingers piercing the vast fog again.

When he saw these lightning bolts that had thickened again, the middle-aged monk was so shocked that he couldn't take care of Qiao Yun, so he turned around and fled frantically, for fear that Qiao Yun would use the lightning guidance technique to pull the thunder again.

And in the heart of the middle-aged monk, he was already scolded at this moment, he didn't know who this Qiao Yun was, just a knot, it actually attracted three waves of thunder tribulation, and each wave was more ferocious and faster than the previous wave, this... It's like heaven is going to destroy him!

Qiao Yun knelt on one knee at this time, and was frantically running the ancient technique to repair the injuries all over his body, he saw the middle-aged monk walking towards him before, Qiao Yun was secretly vigilant in his heart, but he didn't expect the sky to flash golden rays again, and the middle-aged monk turned around and ran.

Seeing that the middle-aged monk was about to escape, Qiao Yun's right hand stretched out to the sky again, and when the white light flashed in his hand, four bolts of lightning the thickness of big fingers smashed down at a faster speed!

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