"My lord, what should I do?"

Cen Xi's expression was condensed, and he said coldly: "Didn't you feel it just now? Not to mention that the thunder tribulation is in the way, such a powerful calamity, hmph! I'm afraid that there will be no chance later? Go, send someone to disperse the four fields, no matter what the outcome is, we are also the only witnesses." ”

Monk Jindan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he was relieved, and turned around and ordered several foundation building armors to dispel other possible coveters. Jindan Thunder Tribulation, the test contains vitality, especially in the Jindan Thunder Tribulation, after the violent heaven and earth tribulation power is vented, it also brings the temper and impurities in the heaven and earth by the way, once the monk spends it and gets the recognition of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, heaven and earth will also give a lot of rewards.

The wrath of thunder, like the divine power that alarmed the unknown, the five elements are chaotic, the wind and thunder are surging, as if the end of the world, mixed with the whimpering and roaring of the soul-inspiring and terrifying, the monk has experienced tribulations, naturally it will not be easy, thunder strikes, refining the will of the soul, the spiritual power of the body, and the will of the soul are all tribulations.

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The Rakshasa bloodline is surging wildly, the cloud armor is constantly struck and tempered by the thunder, this armor is not only supernatural, but also bloody, every time the thunder rage, it will split one or several clouds again, a piece of flesh and blood is blurred, the skin bursts, the divine light is scattered, the Rakshasa bloodline is regathered and repaired again, and a more bewitching and magical cloud will be born.

The tempering from head to toe, in exchange for ordinary people, they had already been tortured and fainted by this thousand knives of tempering, and their will collapsed and they died on the spot, but the Rakshasa bloodline effectively helped Wan Yan Ying to resist, not only that, but the Purple Mansion Divine Soul was like a gloomy cloud and ghost mist, constantly gathering in the thunder.

Zhou Hao is near the center of the thunder, which can be said to be an extremely dangerous position, if he is not careful, revealing his own breath, he may be targeted by the thunder, and at least half of this thunder should be borne by him.

However, in the midst of thunder, even if he is a stake stone, he can't avoid being taken care of by the thunder, and the distance of a hundred zhang is not enough to avoid the thunder scattered from the center of the thunder tribulation, and he can't resist it with his spiritual power, which is very reluctant.

Under the thunderstorm, the night is accompanied by the light that pierces the sky, exuding a silver color that makes people palpitate and awe, and in the darkness, in the wilderness where there was originally only thunder, countless figures surged out, and in the darkness, greed and ruthlessness, bloodlust and cruelty spread wildly under the occasional shining silver of thunder.

Click, another thunderbolt, a bloody color suddenly floated in the silver, and the bloody qi was instantly swept by the wind and clouds, wrapped in the thundercloud storm, and filled the entire land for a hundred miles.

As if a signal, all kinds of roars and howls, and the monk's screams and screams, like the monotony of disgusted thunder, constantly sounded in the darkness, adding countless episodes to the already irascible thunder, but in this episode it was bloody and dangerous, and it was fatal.

A night of wind and rain and thunder, a night of roaring and roaring, sometimes sharp, sometimes miserable, sometimes dying and struggling, all washed away in the thunder, struck into powder by the thunder.

Looking at the edge of the sky that had already whitened in the east, a touch of red jumped out of the crimson clouds, and the thunder that had shrunk to a radius of dozens of zhang was quickly fell by the crimson of the sky, penetrating the clouds, and a wisp of fresh breath quickly fell.

On the ground, countless plants and trees have long been destroyed, and even the ground has been blasted out of a deep pit by the thunder, and I don't know whether the end of the catastrophe is dead or alive. However, the rain fell from the sky, this is all the spiritual power essence contained in the hundred-mile thundercloud, on weekdays, even if the Jindan monk does not poke and refine for three or five years, he may not be able to achieve this achievement.

And at this moment, the thunder roaring of this night, the crisis of life and death, finally ushered in the harvest season.

Zuo Chengwei Cen Xi, a Jindan Zhuji monk beside him, except for himself, all the rest of the monks, tired with hideous and murderous intentions, this night, more than 100 people of the giant ship guards, living by the monster beasts and aliens devoured and sneak attacked, injured no less than ten people, the rest of the survivors, also exhausted.

The light of heaven descended on Ganlin to moisten the body, not to mention a few Jindan monks, even those foundation building monks, all of them were red-eyed, such an opportunity, it can be described as a godsend, if it weren't for Cen Xi, who was at the peak of Jindan, I am afraid that long before, all the foundation building monks had already fought for it.

Zuo Chengwei Cen Xi was not stupid, he felt the burning gaze of the monks around him, and said coldly: "Hmph! God-given opportunity, and he is still stunned, whoever grabs it is who's whoever, is it difficult to make a move from this seat?"

Wow, the tired Zhuji monk howled with joy, as a Zhuji monk, following a Jindan monk, like a military order, forbidden, charging into battle, this is not only a change in the rules of the cultivation world, but also the trust and refuge of the Jindan monk, and as the leader of Jindan, naturally there can be no danger to rely on his subordinates, and there is a benefit to monopolize himself, which will only lead to rebellion and become a lonely person, and such a person is also destined to have no place to stand in the new world.

Baidao exuded an aura of excitement and murder, and rushed madly to the place where Gan Lin came, this is not the time to be modest and polite, there are benefits, fathers, sons and brothers should also be separated from each other, not to mention that between everyone, there is no less competition and fighting.

Zhou Hao was very tired, a night was depressed, and a night's torment had already made him regret it, he didn't expect that Wan Yan Yingshuang was pitted by himself, which made the power of the thunder robbery surprisingly violent, but some of the thunder was unrestrained, and it was a purposeless indiscriminate attack.

This made Zhou Hao suffer a lot, and from time to time he was hit by the scattered thunder lightning, so that his hair stood upside down, his body was numb, and even the skin and flesh at the place where he was attacked by the thunder were as if they were roasted, exuding ragged clothes

Delicate fragrance.

However, he could only choose to resist hard, endured the thunder all night, and took the opportunity to comprehend the power of thunder, trying to make his thunder power go further.

The scenery on the horizon is beautiful, but Zhou Hao has no intention of appreciating it at all, like a mortal, he has been ravaged by a night of wind, rain and thunder, not to mention haggard, at least on the outside, like a beggar.

Gan Lin is scattered, absorbing and refining in the double instinct of the face and shadow, for these heavenly rewards, as a person who has experienced tribulations, he has a natural advantage, the empty and dry meridian dantian, like a hungry and thirsty powerful vitality, like a fit like the moon turning, a whirlwind blew in place.

"Ouch, damn, it really hurts me. ”

Zhou Hao was also moistened by sporadic nectar rain, and his body instantly seemed to be injected with a burst of vitality, which made his somewhat numb mind recover quickly, and his body stretched, driving the skin that was shattered by thunder and burned by electricity, and there was a pain like a needle bayonet cut.

More than 100 foundation building monks flocked to it, all wanting to be contaminated with the nectar as much as possible, but a few Jindan monks were not embarrassed to join in.

After all, even if it is given by heaven and earth, but the people who cross the tribulation are only juniors of the same level, and the number of spiritual objects has a certain limit, so the things that are regarded as treasures by the foundation building monks can only be regarded as good things in the eyes of the Jindan monks, and more than 100 foundation building foundations, even if they are all wiped out, are really too few.