It seems that the process of thunderstorming seems to be very slow, so slow that there is a thousand feet of night first, and then there is a thunderstorm turn, but in fact, it is only a blink of an eye.

But because of this swiftness, Qiu Tian, who emerged from the killing ocean and was rumored to have experienced an unknowable killing somewhere in the burial ground, was also a little overwhelmed.

He had seen countless Voyeur Tribulations.

I have seen countless people who have crossed the catastrophe.

I have seen countless unlucky people who have been struck by thunder.

I have seen countless lucky people who have turned the catastrophe into a godsend.

He had seen all kinds of things under the thunderstorm, in a thousand forms......

Only he has never seen anyone who can make Raid Lei obedient.

It's a coincidental distance.

He and Yuanba, who survived the double tribulation, are just a thousand feet away.

felt that eavesdropping was not enjoyable, and the ants who had to show up, for their own pretending to be a great cause, also stood at a distance of thousands of feet, and formed a corner with him.

And the scope of the first thunderstorm is exactly a thousand zhang.

Qiu Tian, who was sure that he would inevitably be hit by the thunderstorm, ruled out the possibility that he would misjudge at the first time, and confirmed that the thunderstorm that passed by him really moved some distance.

The distance is not much, it is exactly two feet, which is not worth mentioning compared to the thousands of zhang thunderstorm......

But these two feet are just right, just the width of his body.

He may be able to ignore the number of two feet, but he can never ignore his own body.

......

Qiu Tian, whose thoughts were a little confused, went from small to large, from part to whole, from concrete to abstract, and completed the speculation from simple to mysterious, confirming that he had indeed experienced a creepy thing.

Rao is like this, he still can't figure out how the other party did such a mysterious thing to make the thunder robbery turn around.

Subconsciously, he felt that he had better ignore or forget about it.

The so-called subconscious mind is actually instinct.

And those who are accustomed to killing will follow their instinctive reaction.

It was Qiu Tian who decisively put aside this matter, and at the same time, he also put aside his dazed and overwhelmed eyes, regained his clear killing eyes, and looked at the evil sky that was struck by thousands of thunderbolts.

Then, he wanted to curse.

Because after someone could make the ghost talk about the myth of the thunderbolt, he saw the extremely unscrupulous thunderbolt again.

Thunder is used to split people.

But what did he see?

The thousand thunderbolts seem to have turned into thousands of hands, gently touching the robbed......

This kind of touch is very cautious, even cringe, as if looking forward to the contact with the robbed, but in awe of the other person......

Awe?

What the hell is this?

Qiu Tian didn't realize how stunned he was at the moment because of his indifferent expression after a long period of killing.

Even if this was the case in front of him, there was a deep sense of disbelief in his heart.

Millions of miles away, Yuanba's eyelids couldn't help but roll, revealing stunned and puzzled eyes.

"It's ......"

Faintly, he found that the slightest trace of affection in his heart for the thief benefactor was rapidly expanding.

But no matter how much it swelled, it always seemed to be wrapped in an incomparably tough membrane that he couldn't touch.

The five-foot illusory golden dragon that was also watching this scene was a little unsurprising.

In the land of dragons, he saw this scene that was a miracle in the ancient capital.

"What a catastrophe for the three of them, hehe......"

As soon as the words with deep envy fell, the second thunderbolt struck.

The same turns.

Equally improper.

After nine unorthodox turns and thunderbolts in a row, Qiu Tian forcibly pulled his mind out of this bizarre scene.

But after withdrawing, he didn't have time to think, and his face was gloomy again.

Because in his mind, the picture of Evil Heaven speaking seriously appeared again.

"As long as you don't retreat, I'll try my best to ensure that the catastrophe doesn't affect you......"

This is the other party's sincere words......

With this cognition, the other party's self-inflicted ridicule and the theory that ants are difficult to kill in his brain turned into a slap in the face and slapped him in the face.

This is an invincible skill, and there is no way to defend against it, and the only thing Qiu Tian can do is to bear it with a gloomy face.

Qiu Tian is uncomfortable.

Yuanba is also uncomfortable.

"Little ...... The little donor is really a sincere person......"

Of course, behind the greasy complaints, there are also a lot of shocks born from unanswerable doubts.

Thunderstorm turns?

The thunder doesn't split people, but you change the flirtatious people?

But relatively speaking, it's important –

"It seems that he can survive this strange peeping source tribulation......"

If the tribulation thunder continues to take the wrong path, the evil heaven will cross the tribulation, and there will be no difficulty at all.

But after the touch of the nine tribulation thunders, he had the enlightenment to clear the clouds and see the red sun.

This is an realization that he desperately does not want.

But I looked at the Hongmeng Xiaobawang, who also looked dazed and seemed to have a heart of memory......

"After all, are you going to face it......" Evil Sky murmured softly.

"Yes. ”

Hongmeng Xiaobawang did not speak.

It was Evil Moon who spoke.

"Did you and the Evil Blade foresee this?"

"Something went wrong, it shouldn't have been at this time. ”

"What's the problem?"

"The dragons have a little guy who is a sycophant and has advanced the time a lot. ”

The fragments of the Ancient Flood are similar to the real Ancient Flood Waste.

And the land of the dragon is the real ancient desolation.

Thinking of the origin treachery that he experienced in the land of dragons, and then looking left and right at the origin tribulation thunder that almost reacted, the evil sky understood everything.

"This is the world where I grew up......"

"This is where I should have grown up......"

"After a long absence, do you miss it very much......

......

During the time of the Nine Tribulations, the evil heavens thought a lot.

Thinking about it, he subconsciously said what he had always cared about the most, and even became his third obsession-

"But why did I appear in this world......

Looking up at the catastrophe, some of the things he had experienced in the past two hundred years came to his mind one by one......

The word "Floating Boss......

Huang Er's young master......

The gentleness of the dragon's pervert......

Even with the previous push, he could think of the abrupt change in Chu Tiankuo's attitude towards himself......

There is something he doesn't know, why did Hou Xi give up the opportunity to come to the Second God Realm to save him......

In the sea of killing, Indra was ridiculed, stunned, incredulous, and frightened to the point of being embarrassed and politely sending off the guest......

......

I thought I was myself.

But many experiences in the past two hundred years have quietly reminded oneself in various shocks, fears, and stuttering ways that oneself is not oneself......

"It's always going to be faced. ”

After the second round of nine thunderstorms, the past like clouds covering the sky was included in the sea of knowledge.

With clear blood-eyed eyes, he took out the Hongmeng Little Overlord, but he himself escaped into the deepest part of his body.

This is the place where Evil Blade likes to spend his most time.

Now that he has no evil blade, it still seems to provide him with a strong sense of security.

But safety is just a feeling.

This feeling was not enough for him to continue to straighten his spine, which had never bent.

...... in the dark

In Silence......

He curled up.

Shivering.

Blood-eyed, staring blankly at some pointless spot in the darkness.

And then, waiting.

Waiting for what he was about to face.