Thunderclouds roll, obscuring the sky and the sun.

Xuantian Sect's Linchuan Daojun glimpsed the supreme avenue, and the thunder of the ninety-nine eighty-one catastrophe soared day by day.

The people who came to watch the ceremony were all the top sects in the Nine Abyss Continent.

"It's been 10,000 years, and no one in my Jiuyuan Continent has risen for 10,000 years, and I hope that Linchuan Daojun can become a model for my generation!"

The Sect Master of the Xuantian Sect looked at the resolute person on the top of the Falling Cold Peak, and no one knew what this person had done for his ruthless Dao......

At that time, Linchuan Daojun was just a Jindan real person, and he was framed by a traitor in the war with the devil, resulting in the destruction of his body, and he escaped the catastrophe of death with a single piece of the original god, and in the most barren eastern continent of the Jiuyuan Continent, he gave up a scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam.

The scholar Chu Heng was talented, but he was in charge of the traitorous ministers, blinded the saint, gave his achievements to the son of the traitor, and broke his legs, and then returned to his hometown after many hardships, but found that his wife was fornicating, and his parents found out that they were annoyed and ashamed and pushed and fell down, resulting in one death and one injury.

After the Linchuan Daojun seized the house, without cultivation, Ji Ji Yingying avenged the scholars, and then by chance he got a glimpse of the ruthless Tao, and killed his wife to preach the Tao with his wife's betrayal, and cultivated as a straight Yuan Baby, and retreated to the cultivation realm for a hundred years, and then had to clutch -

Two thousand years before and after, and finally attained the Mahayana period.

"Have you counted? How many times has this been hacked? ”

In the crowd watching the ceremony, someone nervously asked-

"Forty-three thunderbolts."

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"Linchuan Daojun is really powerful, sixty-five thunders are still standing there without moving."

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"Ah, seventy-three thunders, I'm so worried, the Master of Pusu of Xingchen Pavilion is stuck in this thunderstorm."

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"Phew! Don't say such unlucky things! ”

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"Look! The eighty-first tribulation is thunder, and surviving this calamity is a demon of conscience. ”

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Linchuan Daojun is a thunder linggen, and the most feared thing is the thunder tribulation, and he can even take this to quench his body leisurely.

He is also really the darling of the Heavenly Dao, and there is no one more suitable for Ascension than him, and this Ruthless Dao is also the most successful one in thousands of years.

It's just—

Asking the devil is not so easy.

[One question: can there be something to be ashamed of in this life]

"None." Linchuan Daojun was expressionless.

[Ask again: There are things to be ashamed of in this life]

“…… Not. "Linchuan Daojun is still the same.

But many images flashed in my mind, scene by scene, completely clear.

In the end, all the pictures stayed on the scholar's body......

"I have a clear conscience." His eyes twinkled.

It was not in Tianrong, but he already had a relationship with Chu Heng, so he had a clear conscience.

"Boom—"

There were thunderclouds in the sky that had dissipated and regrouped.

Everyone who watched the ceremony almost dropped their jaws in shock—

"What's going on? Haven't these eighty-one thunderstorms passed? ”

"yes, I don't understand, why is this thunder going to be chopped down again?"

"It can't be that Linchuan Daojun did something to anger the Heavenly Dao, right?"

"No, Linchuan Daojun cultivates ruthless Dao, and his heart is firm......"

"The previous eighty-one thunder tribulations have been passed, this demon is really dangerous."

The powerful people present are also related, and they can achieve the supreme avenue, who doesn't have a trivial thing in their life? Could it be that they will do the same when they go through the tribulation in the future?

[Ask again: There are things to be ashamed of in this life]

asked again, and Linchuan Daojun's back bent down......

Muscles broke out on his forehead, and sweat dripped into the surrounding thunder-scorched earth.

Gritting his gums, his mind was in a trance, and his mind seemed to have a memory of the past that had been buried for thousands of years......