Just as the words of Lijiang fell, the layers of dark clouds in the sky suddenly broke through a hole in the middle, and a thunderstorm with the momentum of ten thousand jun pierced the sky, making a deafening sound, and fell towards the top of Lu Yao's head.

"Holy Master, what kind of ghost formation is this kid making, why can't he break it?" At this time, a hundred meters away from Lu Yao's body, an old man and a young man were trapped in a strange array that could not distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and there were still killing flashes all the time, and the young man had been wandering around no less than ten times, but he still couldn't find a way to crack it, and couldn't help but complain to the old man.

"This formation is weird and changeable, and I can't help it for a while." The Holy Master was also furious in his heart, he didn't expect Lu Yao to have such a single-handed ability to set up formations, but after all, he was well-informed, so he didn't show it like a young man. After saying a word, he pondered, and suddenly a sneer flashed at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Chang Wei, maybe we don't need to break the formation to let Lu Yao, this kid be cleaned up by the thunder!" ”

"Oh, and such a good thing, Holy Master, tell me quickly, what should we do?" As soon as Chang Wei heard that the Holy Master had a way, he immediately asked.

"The person who crosses the tribulation is most afraid of distraction, especially Lu Yao, a hairy boy who has no master, I believe that his first tribulation must be inexperienced, we just need to make some movement here, interfering with him will definitely distract his heart and mess up his will, wouldn't it be ...... then" The holy master said here and did not continue, but his meaning was already very clear, if Lu Yao was distracted and messed up, just the thunder could already annihilate the ashes he hit.

If you have a way, just do it, the identity of the holy master is there, naturally it will not be easy to make a move, and the heavy responsibility of making some moves will naturally fall on Chang Wei's head.

Chang Wei was specially transferred by the Holy Master from the alliance leader for this Xijing matter, and he is also in the top ten in the alliance, and his realm is already the Yuan Infant Realm, even if he can't break the formation, it is still easy to make some movements.

Painted a few times with both hands, and muttered words in his mouth, only to see that in an instant, the wind was raging, the lightning was thundering, and the rain was pouring down.

Although his methods are not worth mentioning compared to the thunderstorm that Lu Yao is experiencing at this time, they are still not to be underestimated.

"Master, what are these people doing?" Lu Yao also noticed what the Holy Master and Chang Wei in the array had done, and couldn't help but ask a question when the thunder did not fall.

"You want to die, don't you?" Lijiang didn't answer, but reprimanded Lu Yao fiercely, but then he also regretted it a little, comforted him, and said: "If you don't want to become a wisp of remnant soul like me, or even a remnant soul, don't think about it." ”

The words of leaving Xinjiang have already been said to this point, Lu Yao naturally did not dare to think about him anymore, and used all his spiritual power, and only devoted his mind to welcoming the baptism of thunder.

"Click!"

The first thunderstorm fell, and it slashed at Lu Yao's body impartially. All the clothes were burned to ashes, and it can even be said that there were no ashes, if it weren't for the dazzling halo at the moment when the thunder fell, if Lu Yao was seen at this time, it must be said that his exhibitionism was not good.

The thunder slammed into Lu Yao's body, and a heart-piercing pain rushed from the Heavenly Spirit Gai to the soles of his feet, and then he fell into a state of insensitivity in his body. But this is only the beginning, the body instantly has no feeling, but the sea seems to be bursting, that kind of pain, I can't find a word to describe it, even the most painful pain in the world can't express one of 100,000 of it.

At the same time, there were some strange pictures in Lu Yao's sea of knowledge, as if he saw a group of men and women dressed in bright clothes, but with hideous faces, standing above his head at this time, saying some words that Lu Yao couldn't hear clearly, but he could vaguely guess that they were not good.

There were even people who took out swords, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks and other weapons and came towards Lu Yao, and the posture seemed to be to break Lu Yao's body to pieces, as if he would never be able to live forever.

"Who are you, I have no grievances with you, why did you kill me, why did you stop me from crossing the calamity!"

Seeing those hideous-looking men and women rushing in front of him, Lu Yao wanted to resist, but when he wanted to use his skills, he suddenly found that his hands and feet seemed to be bound by something, and he couldn't move at all.

"Cultivating immortals is to go against the sky, and we are the guardians of the way of heaven, if you want to go against the sky, it is to challenge our prestige, if we don't kill you, do we still have to provide for you!"

The hideous-looking men and women did not speak, but Lu Yao heard a very majestic voice reprimand loudly.

Speaking of which, all the divine weapons have reached a distance of less than half a meter in front of Lu Yao, and it only takes half a breath to completely wipe out Lu Yao from this world.

Suddenly, Lu Yao didn't know what to do, and remembered a story he had read, the story was about a long time ago, a man named Ming. In order to achieve the right result as soon as possible, the little monk of Hui lived in an ancient temple in the deep mountains and practiced with all his ears.

However, Ming. Every time Monk Hui meditates, there will always be a big spider in front of him, and the spider can't stop messing with him every time, and constantly spit spider silk at him, trying to trap him, and it is precisely because of this that every time he is about to realize something, he will be awakened and give up halfway.

To this end, Ming. Monk Hui was very distressed, and when he had no choice but to start traveling all over the world, to consult those high-ranking teachers with high moral and prestige, one day, he met a young son of seven or eight years old, walking on a potholed dirt road. Dirt roads may not pose much of a threat to adults, but they can be difficult for children as young as seven or eight years old.

But the strange thing is that this young boy did not show the slightest timidity in the face of this environment, he walked slowly, and then he pointed and poked and painted with the branches.

Bright. Monk Hui was a little strange, so he stepped forward and asked, "Little friend, what are you doing here?" ”

The little boy was also very polite and enthusiastic to answer Ming. Monk Hui's question, it turned out that this was a road that was often washed away by the rain to form a dark pit, and it was the little boy's road from his own house to the house of the teacher he respected the most, and if he did not walk through it, he would not be able to learn from that teacher, and in order to learn knowledge, he had to take this road.

At first, the little boy was worried about this and didn't know what to do, but then the teacher told him to mark the areas that had been washed out and were likely to be washed away next time when it was muddy, and the teacher would help him fill in the blanks when the rain had passed.

The little boy did what the teacher said, and at first, the teachers would fill in the places that he had marked, but then as he grew older, he also had the ability, so he filled in by himself, and now he can not only find the places that have been washed by the rain and the places that are likely to be washed up next time, but he can also find the places that will be washed out next time, or even the next time, with his own experience.

After a long time, the road became much easier, and he learned more from the teacher.

Bright. Monk Hui listened to the little boy's words, suddenly thought of something, bowed deeply to the little boy, got up and was about to go back, but as soon as he turned around, he heard someone behind him say: "Ming. Hui, if you want to achieve positive results in your cultivation, you might as well mark the spider that appears in your heart, and if you can't solve it yourself, I will solve it for you. ”

Bright. Monk Hui looked back suddenly, only to find that the little boy was not a little boy at all, but a master he had achieved positive results in the past, and immediately knelt on the ground to thank the master for his guidance. Bright. Hui knows that the master wants to untie his own knot, but if he wants to really untie his knot, he still has to rely on himself.

After saying goodbye, Ming. Monk Hui returned to the ancient temple where he practiced, and once again entered the meditation practice, this time, the nasty spider appeared again, still trying to bind Ming with a spider web. Hui monk, Ming. Without saying a word, Hui Monk picked up the brush prepared in advance and poked it violently at the spider's stomach, and the spider did not notice it for a while, was poked squarely, and fled in a hurry.

The spider escaped, Ming. Monk Hui took a look, and it turned out that the place that was poked by his own brush was his stomach. At this moment, Ming. Monk Hui suddenly realized that it was himself who had been obstructing his cultivation.

Lu Yao thought of this story, and he had an epiphany in an instant, he suddenly understood that these hideous-looking men and women in front of him were all his own false suspicions, just because he always remembered the words he told himself at the beginning of leaving the frontier: Cultivating immortals is against the sky.

This sentence has troubled Lu Yao for a long time, and he even thought countless times in the dead of night, since cultivating immortals is against the sky, why would anyone choose to cultivate immortals, is it for immortality? Since cultivating immortals is against the sky, is there any way to change some of them?

Countless days and nights of hard thinking and meditation had no end, but I never thought that this thought would come out again when I crossed the tribulation for the first time today, and I almost let myself go mad.

"I can't defeat how to cultivate immortals, I am the sky, the sky is me, cultivating immortals is also cultivating myself, I come from the sky, naturally I want to go to the sky, come on, I'm not afraid of you, if you want to kill us, kill us today!" Lu Yao's face suddenly bloomed with a confident smile and roared.

It was also at this moment that Lu Yao felt that his hands and feet had an intuition, and he stood up abruptly and greeted those hideous-looking men and women.

A punch, a palm, fluttering, it seemed that there was no effort, but those men and women with hideous faces disappeared without a trace, and when they disappeared, Lu Yao saw that the hideousness in their expressions disappeared, replaced by horror, for Lu Yao's horror.