Fan Jing always thought that Aunt Ya was very perverted, but now, she knows what a real pervert is. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info At least, Aunt Ya can't lead down such a thick thunderbolt. Moreover, Fan Jing believed that Aunt Ya would not be able to withstand such a rough thunderstorm. Of course, she couldn't bear it herself.

Thunder and thunder slashed down, endlessly.

It's been an hour, and it's not stopped.

Fan Jing and Aunt Ya were dumbfounded again, why did Beishan's thunderstorm take so long.

Ordinary people cross the catastrophe, and the thunder will be for a while. There are even people who only have one thunderbolt and are gone. How can there be anything like Beishan, which bombards for an hour in a row.

However, it seems that the thunderstorm in Beishan is far more than an hour.

"It's not good, get back!" Suddenly, Aunt Ya screamed, and she felt that an even greater thunderstorm was about to form.

At the same time that her body exploded, Fan Jing also retreated. They had just exited when a waterfall fell from the sky.

Oh my God, it's Thunder Tribulation Falls.

That's Thunderstorm Falls.

Legend has it that only the proud son of the Son of Heaven, who meets once in 100 million years, can lead down the Thunder Tribulation Waterfall.

Oh my God, Beishan is actually the proud son of the Son of Heaven who meets once in 100 million years?

Aunt Ya and Fan Jing were completely dumbfounded.

They couldn't believe it.

However, the reality is right in front of you.

However, how could this proud son of heaven be like this, the spiritual root of the proud son of heaven is generally so good against the sky, but his spiritual root is too bad, right? His spiritual roots are as bad as scrap wood. What the hell is going on?

The Thunder Tribulation Waterfall poured wildly on the North Mountain.

Thunder flashed.

But Kitayama is like taking a thunderbath.

"Cool!" Kitayama shouted, and then continued to close his eyes and absorb the thunder tribulation.

Aunt Ya and Fan Jing opened their eyes wide, such a thunder tribulation, he could still sit there and smoke it unsoundingly.

The two of them stood in the distance, watching the thunder pour down and pounce on Beishan.

Both of them had expressions that were a little inexplicable.

Aunt Ya finally understands what a true genius is. Not themselves. Kitayama is. I'm just cultivating fast. But what Beishan cultivates is strength. He can kill people beyond the third level, but he can't.

Fan Jing also finally understood that as long as Beishan grew up, he would be invincible in the cultivation realm.

The Thunder Waterfall poured down wildly, and just like that, it hit the North Mountain.

A day passed.

Two days passed.

Three days passed.

Aunt Ya and Fan Jing were numb.

This thunderstorm has been going on for too long, when will it be over?

……

At this time, in the desert 100,000 miles away from the Beishan Tribulation, a stinking Taoist priest dressed in a dirty and tattered Taoist robe was strolling in the long yellow sand.

This stinky Taoist priest scolded in his heart: What the hell, what can you do if you don't stroll? This bird can't fly again. Who the hell got the no-fly ban here? And the area is so big, are you full?

Ahh

At this moment, Beishan, who was traveling in the distance, couldn't help but sneezed and sneezed.

Aunt Ya and Fan Jing were a little speechless, Beishan Ferry Tribulation actually had the heart to sneeze?

Beishan let the thunder pour on him, and rubbed his nose: "Who is scolding me?" ”

One hundred thousand miles away, the stinky Taoist priest suddenly pricked up his ears: "Did you hear that?" It seems that there is a voice! ”

At this time, more than ten meters behind him, he groaned: "Ah! ”

It turned out that the stinky Taoist priest was dragging a monk with a broken leg with a cyan magic weapon chain. The monk with a broken leg had chapped lips, a blood-soaked forehead, unkempt hair, and tattered clothes, and he looked even scruffier than a stinky Taoist priest.

There is no way, he is dragged like a dead dog, and it is impossible to dress up neatly.

If you look closely, you will find that this monk's cultivation has reached the third level of integration. It was actually the combined monk who pursued Aunt Ya. At that time, this monk was ruthless, and he attacked and killed the allies of the temporary alliance with two swords, and went to chase Aunt Ya alone, just to eat alone.

However, he found that Aunt Ya was actually picked up by Beishan and Fan Jing with a flying magic weapon that was so fast that he made a thin filament on the flying magic weapon at the moment when the flying magic weapon was about to fly away. That filament is an extremely advanced positioning magic weapon. After locating the streamer shuttle in Beishan, this combined monk released his flying magic weapon and chased after him.

However, his flying magic weapon is rubbish compared to the streamer shuttle.

After chasing for a month, his flying magic weapon fell into the desert with a bang and couldn't fly. He immediately understood that he had arrived in a no-fly zone.

So, he had no choice but to run in the direction of his position.

Unexpectedly, he was attacked by a stinky Taoist priest halfway, it was the dirty stinky Taoist priest in front of him, the stinky Taoist priest turned out to be guarding in the desert to do the business of killing people and looting treasures, and he was going to kill a single monk passing by. In a hurry, he shook Aunt Ya out.

However, the stinky Taoist priest who was more ruthless than him cut off one of his legs with a knife and tied him with a cyan magic weapon chain, forcing him all the way to the direction where his thin line magic weapon was located.

When there were still 100,000 miles left, the stinky Taoist priest suddenly heard some voices and asked.

"Hey, Lida, Lao Tzu asked you, did you hear a sound?"

The stinky Taoist priest pulled the cyan magic weapon chain in his hand and asked again.

"Ah, yes, yes!" Li Da screamed in pain, this magic weapon chain had tormented him for nine months, and he hated this chain and this stinky Taoist priest to death. He scolded in his heart: There is a hairy voice, you can't listen to it with your own ears.

It turned out that this combined third-level monk was named Lida.

"What's the sound? You're here to tell Lao Tzu! The stinky Taoist priest yanked the cyan magic weapon chain in his hand again.

"Yes...... Uh, it's the wind! ”

"Wind your mother, this is obviously the sound of thunder, if you listen carefully, it seems to be thunder. And it's a very powerful thunderstorm. It can't be a god-changing monk who is crossing the catastrophe, right? Could it be that there is a god monk who wants to survive the last thunderstorm in the desert and break through the sky? Shall we go around? The stinky Taoist priest suddenly said to Li Da in a consultative tone.

Walking around? Then why are you hurrying around? Why are you asking me why? Li Da said angrily in his heart.

The stinky Taoist priest seemed to see through Li Da's thoughts, and he pulled the cyan magic weapon chain again: "What are you scolding me for?" ”

"Ah...... No, how dare I scold you, my Taoist grandfather! You pull lightly, this chain is getting tighter and tighter, I feel so uncomfortable......"

"It's good that you didn't scold me. If you dare to scold me in your heart or disrespect me in your heart, my Green Soul Devouring Chain will make you feel good. ”

It turned out that the name of this cyan magic weapon chain was the Green Soul Devouring Chain.

"I will never dare, I will never dare!" Li Da shook his head violently and said, his chin touched the sand, and the sand flew straight away.

"However, I don't think the Avatar Monk will make such a big thunderstorm? The voice seemed to come from a hundred thousand miles away. I've seen a god-shifting monk cross the tribulation, but it's definitely not that powerful. Moreover, the direction of this thunderstorm seems to be the direction of your fine line positioning magic weapon, don't you say? No, I'm going to have to see what's going on? The stinky Taoist priest said to himself, grabbed the green soul devouring chain violently, and ran wildly in the desert.

Yes......

Lyda was dragged through the desert, and he screamed loudly.

However, the stinky Taoist priest didn't care how he screamed, as if he couldn't hear it. He just dragged Lida like a wind in the desert. A long dragon sand wave rolled up behind him. When a Mahayana monk runs, the speed is not covered. (To be continued.) )