Chen Mo escaped far away, but the thunderclouds still hung over his head and he was completely locked.

Standing on top of the wasteland, Chen Mo looked at the sky speechlessly, with tears in his eyes.

What does it mean that the thunderclouds have been condensed for so long, and the lightning has not yet struck down?

Of course, it means that the more powerful the Tribulation!

I have read countless immortal cultivation novels, this is common sense!

A minor monk in the foundation building period would actually encounter such a powerful heavenly tribulation, and the ghost would not believe it when he said it.

Chen Mo was 100% sure that the words he just said leaked the heavenly secrets, so the catastrophe came and wanted to split him into scum.

The key is......

"Big guy, give me a chance! I'm really talking nonsense! You let me go this time, and I won't dare to talk nonsense!" Chen Mo burst into tears.

The great cause has not been accomplished, is it going to die young?

The thunderclouds changed, and they seemed to be hesitating whether to split Chen Mo.

Splitting a foundation-building monk is very shameless.

But if this ant-like little monk doesn't split him if he leaks his secrets, isn't it even more faceless?

Lei Yun thought about it, and decisively decided to split.

Just split it, anyway, it's a little monk who builds the foundation, and he will die if he splits.

Click!

A bolt of lightning came straight towards Chen Mo.

"Mom!" Chen Mo was so scared that he called his mother.

However, Chen Mo knows that the more dangerous it is, the more calm he must be.

So he called out to his mother and slapped the storage bag.

More than 200 talismans were directly scattered.

Thundered!

It is equivalent to the full force of two hundred Jindan monks, and the power is considerable.

The lightning bolt was stopped like this.

Chen Mo looked at the talismans that had turned into ashes, and his heart ached so much that he couldn't suck it.

It was finally robbed, and before it was used against the enemy, it was first used on the Heavenly Tribulation.

Bang!

The Tribulation Boss was furious.

originally thought that such a little scum would die with a casual split.

Who knew that this scum actually had so many talismans in his hands.

failed to kill Chen Mo in the first place, and the Heavenly Tribulation boss was very angry.

So, after a little brewing, the Tribulation Boss struck a second bolt of lightning.

This wave of attacks has reached the full force of the Yuan Infant Monk's blow.

"Mom!"

Chen Mo felt a devastating force coming straight towards him, and he was so frightened that he called his mother again.

A bunch of first-grade magic weapons, hundreds, all of them were thrown out.

This is still obtained by robbing the master of the Troll Gate Tiger Hall, and it is worth a lot of money.

Rumble!

Click......

Hundreds of first-grade magic weapons couldn't stop the thunder tribulation at all, and they were destroyed one after another.

Chen Mo was full of despair.

In addition to the spirit stones, there were only various low-grade pills left in the storage bag, which could not be resisted at all.

"Heaven is going to kill me! My life is over!" Chen Mo covered his face and waited for death.

But there was a cold feeling on his face.

"Uh-huh, that's right! Sumeru Ring!"

Only then did Chen Mo remember that he was still wearing a Sumeru ring taken from the bones of immortals on his hand.

I haven't had time to check it, maybe there are props in the ring that can save my life.

With a sweep of his mental power, Chen Mo took out a trident and threw it over in the face of lightning.

Laugh at......

In an instant, there was a slight sound, and this seemingly terrifying lightning bolt was directly absorbed by the trident.

"Hahaha! My life has been saved!" Chen Mo picked up the gray trident that looked like scrap metal in ecstasy.

Thundered!

The Tribulation Boss was completely furious.

The ant-like foundation building monk actually let it split twice in vain?

This time, the thunderclouds were brewing for almost a minute.

Rumble!

A silvery-white lightning bolt rushed straight down.

"Mom save me!" Chen Moru was like a cat that had been trampled on, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

Silver-white lightning, faintly turning into a dragon, this is a terrifying thunder tribulation that only the big guy in the Yuan Infant Stage will face in the cultivation common sense stored in the Phantom terminal!

Struggling to throw the trident towards the thunder tribulation, Chen Mo was still not at ease, his spiritual power swept through the Sumeru ring again, found a talisman, and after taking it out, he nervously watched the thunder tribulation that blasted towards the trident, ready to crush it at any time.

Poof!

Silver-white lightning, still engulfed by tridents!

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and smiled happily.

This trident is not good-looking, but it is definitely a high-end product, otherwise the Ancestor has to face the thunder tribulation with caution, how can it be so easily absorbed?

At this moment, the thundercloud seemed to pause.

Then suddenly, thunder roared, as if the world was about to be destroyed.

The Tribulation Boss was furious.

Could it be that a foundation-building monk like an ant can't be chopped to death?

If I don't kill you today, I will lose face in this catastrophe!

The thunderclouds rolled violently, and a faint red light flickered.

Chen Mo turned around and ran.

But it didn't take long for him to finally give up.

This catastrophe has locked him down, even if he escapes to the ends of the earth, unless it is a place where the catastrophe boss can't go, he will still be split.

"My grandson, your aunt-in-law dances Latin dance!"

After Chen Mo was afraid, he was also angry from his heart, and evil was born to the side of his guts.

He raised his middle finger, jumped on his feet, and scolded loudly: "Your brother-in-law dances cha cha, and your sister eats melon seeds! Brother has been kind to people since he was a child, and has gained more than 300 good person cards, if you don't hack bad people, you will bully good people, right? Okay, today my brother will fight with you! If you have the ability, you can kill me! Otherwise, I will look down on you!"

The thundercloud stopped suddenly, as if he couldn't believe that Chen Mo dared to scold himself.

A few tenths of a second later, the thunderclouds rolled harder and harder.

Bang!

Two blood-colored thunder tribulations, winding like snakes, went straight to Chen Mo.

In an instant, the terrifying coercion was overwhelming.

"The Blood Tribulation of the Avatar Venerable?"

Chen Mo's facial features were distorted.

"I'm going to your third brother-in-law to do ballroom dancing! I'm just a foundation building monk, why are you going to use the Thunder Tribulation of the God Venerable to hack me? Come on! Brother is fighting with you!"

Chen Mo opened his teeth and claws and threw the trident fiercely.

Click!

A blood-colored thunderstorm struck the trident.

Although the Thunder Tribulation was absorbed, the Trident also fell to the ground, and it was no longer possible for Chen Mo to resist the Thunder Tribulation.

This is because Chen Mo is not qualified to use it, otherwise with a single thought, let alone two thunder tribulations, even if it is five, it can be easily resisted.

Another blood-colored thunder tribulation, at the moment when the trident landed, came straight towards Chen Mo.

"Block me!"

Chen Mo yelled frantically and smashed the talisman in his hand with all his might.

As the talisman was crushed, a wisp of green smoke wafted out.

It was too late, and the green smoke turned into a huge phantom almost instantly, encircling Chen Mo.

It was a giant with a blurred face, more than five feet tall, bald, shirtless, wearing armored boots and holding a large round hammer.

In the face of the thunderstorm, the giant did not swing the hammer, it seemed to be very disdainful, raised a hand, and easily snuffed out the blood-colored thunderstorm.

"Hahaha!"

Chen Mo laughed wildly, and raised his middle finger with both hands to the sky: "Come on! You ghost catastrophe, continue to split brother! It's useless to admit cowardice, brother will show you arrogantly!"

Three miles away, on top of a barren mountain.

There was a short and fat old man, looking at Chen Mo who was locked by the Heavenly Tribulation from a distance, his face was pale with admiration.

The old man has never been convincing in his life, but he didn't expect to be lucky enough to see a senior today, angry at the heavenly calamity! He is really a model for my generation of monks!"