The two of them turned their eyes to the direction where the loud noise came from, only to see that lightning was constantly slashing on Wang Ming's body, and in just a few breaths, the clothes on his whole body had turned into ashes under the thunderstorm.

"Hmph, it's all to blame on this nasty little ghost!"

Ruan Xiaoling scolded in a whisper with a resentful look in her eyes. If it weren't for Wang Ming's thunderstorm, he would have been able to fulfill his long-cherished wish for many years and kiss Mu Lizi's lips.

"Huh? Ruan Xiaoling: What are you talking about? ”

Originally, Mu Lizi had already heard what he said, but pretended not to hear it, and deliberately asked Ruan Xiaoling.

"It's nothing, Li Zi, you see that this kid has started to survive the thunderstorm, and this crisis may be able to survive."

The thunder dragon on the horizon is getting closer and closer, maybe it will be able to arrive after Wang Ming has completed the tribulation, and if Wang Ming successfully survives the thunder tribulation at that time, it will be fine.

"Don't let your guard down, we still have to make plans."

Mu Lizi pinched her fingers in her hand and kept calculating, but she didn't have a sense of wisdom like seeing flowers in the fog, she couldn't measure anything.

After all, this crisis was directly intervened by the Heavenly Dao, and even if she cultivated to the heavens, she would not be able to calculate the trajectory of the Heavenly Dao.

"Go!"

Suddenly, Ruan Xiaoling took out a wine gourd out of nowhere and threw it over, and the wine gourd grew with the wind, turning into a huge gourd more than one person tall and blocking Wang Ming's face, covering Wang Ming's figure.

"What do you do?"

Mu Lizi asked curiously.

"I think this kid is destined for me, so I give him a baby."

Ruan Xiaoling began to talk nonsense, in fact, he saw that Wang Ming, the kid, was burned by the thunderstorm, and he was naked. Ruan Xiaoling was reluctant to let Mu Lizi see this kid naked, so she had this trick to cover his body with a wine gourd.

Saying this, Ruan Xiaoling thought to herself that she would take back the gourd after a while, after all, this thing is really a good treasure, it can fill the mountain and reclaim the sea, but it can be big or small, it is an immortal flower that he picked from an ancient vine in Mengwu Mountain.

So under the gaze of the two of them, Wang Ming's body was constantly hit by the thunder tribulation, the thunder tribulation was stronger than the ordinary congenital thunder tribulation, fortunately, Wang Ming's physical body became very strong after the starlight forging body, so there was no difficulty in getting through the thunder tribulation of this innate realm.

The dark clouds in the sky slowly dissipated, and the cloudless night sky was revealed again, a crescent moon hung high in the night sky, and there were some small twinkling stars around it, everything was so appropriate and beautiful.

In the distance, the thunder dragon army that was constantly approaching the Bixiao Immortal Sect seemed to have no goal all of a sudden, and began to constantly spin in the sky, rolling up one by one thunder whirlpools, like a sign of the destruction of the world, making the people on the ground panic and fear, and countless people knelt on the ground and prayed, burning incense and praying in the hope that God would calm his anger.

"What's going on? Why didn't these thunder dragons move when they reached the top of our sect's head? Could it be that the heavens are going to kill my Purple Cloud Immortal Sect? ”

Within the territory of the Great Xia Empire, on the Purple Cloud Mountain of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect, a middle-aged monk in a white robe stood in the courtyard and looked at the thunder vortex in the sky and muttered to himself.

His white robe was embroidered with purple clouds, and his face was handsome with a hint of old-fashionedness, and he looked like the kind of conformist who was not easy to get along with. He is one of the four major sects of the Great Xia Empire, the current sect leader of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect, Hu Siyuan.

Originally, when the last round of thunder dragons landed, their sect had already sacrificed the imperial weapon Ziyunding and drove it away, but before he could take a breath, the sky was crowded with more thunder dragons, directly turning into a thunder vortex and hanging above the sky.

"Alas, is it really heaven that is going to destroy my sect!"

Hu Siyuan sighed again, what can I do, there are so many thunders, even the emperor weapon may not be able to support the power of their fall.

"Have you invited the Ancestor?"

He turned to look at a boy beside him, this boy was fourteen or fifteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and was Hu Siyuan's youngest disciple named Wei Soulzhong.

Wei Soul Zhong has always done things decently, so Hu Siyuan likes to drive him to do some big things.

"Tell the Master, I have gone to the Ancestral Retreat's Xie Yu Peak to ask for dozens of times, but still no one answers, I'm afraid that the Ancestor is sitting at a critical juncture, and he has not noticed any changes in the outside world."

Wei Soul Zhong replied honestly.

He also said it according to the best situation, in fact, anyone with a discerning eye knows that this kind of critical situation Ancestor has not yet come out of the pass, which can only explain one truth, the ancestor has already turned into a path in the pass.

But this situation can't be said directly, I'd rather let people think that the ancestor is still in retreat, and I can't let people know that the ancestor has passed away, otherwise I'm afraid there will be trouble.

"Well, the ancestor retreat is the right thing, let's not disturb him, and don't tell others that we went to invite him."

Turning around, Hu Siyuan explained to Wei Soul Zhong in a serious voice.

"Yes, in vain."

Wei Zhongsoul nodded in reply.

"Good man, go and invite all the elders and the Supreme Elder to Ziyun Peak, let's discuss it together, it seems that we have to ask for another ancestral weapon to quell this catastrophe."

Seeing that Wei Xunzhong understood what he meant, Hu Siyuan immediately commanded.

"Yes, I'll go now."

Nodding, Wei Xunzhong walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

Not long after, a group of similarly dressed cultivators came to this courtyard, and they were all dressed similarly except for the number of purple clouds on their white robes.

The uniform of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect is called the Purple Cloud Immortal Robe, and it is worn like this from the sect master to the disciples, but the number of clouds is different.

The sect master is nine purple clouds, the Supreme Elder is ten, the Inner Gate Elder is eight, and the Outer Gate Elder is seven.

In addition, there are five elite disciples, four ordinary disciples, and six disciples of the sect leader elder, and eight of the holy sons and daughters, and the status of the Holy Son is equivalent to that of the inner sect elders.

Therefore, when a cultivator outside meets a disciple of the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect, he only needs to look at his clothes to know what his identity is in the sect.

Moreover, the Purple Cloud Immortal Sect is also a sect that has produced the Great Emperor, so there is an imperial weapon left, called the Purple Cloud Ding.

Legend has it that this imperial weapon has the power of burning mountains and boiling the sea, as long as the monks below the realm of calamity are included in the Dingzhong, they will have absolutely no chance of survival, and they are extremely powerful, so the Ziyun Immortal Sect is also one of the four major sects of the Great Xia Empire, and its prestige is even above the Bixiao Immortal Sect.

After all, the Bixiao Immortal Sect did not have an imperial weapon, only two holy weapons, and there was also a Yunxiao Sword that could not be used, so its reputation was naturally inferior to that of the Ziyun Immortal Sect.

"Sect Master, don't say anything, let's hurry up and act together to inspire Ziyun Ding to cover the sect, otherwise if this thunder falls, our sect will be finished in a moment."

When everyone arrived, an old man with a smooth forehead was the first to speak, his head was prominent, and there was no hair on the front half of his head, which looked very peculiar.