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In the sky, the thunder was dull and rolling, mixed with the smell of earth and electricity, which made people feel physically excited and mentally lazy.

Lying under a certain ancient pine in Tianzhu Mountain, Mo Wen reached out and patted Su Mu's round buttocks, signaling the other party to get up from his body.

The former Taishang Dao Holy Maiden had completely fallen into the mortal dust at this time, and the whole person was crawling softly on the chest of the former, disheveled, and most of the snow-white breasts were exposed, judging from the flushed face and the eyes that were almost dripping, it was obvious that she had just experienced a certain sport, and judging from the surrounding deserted and uninhabited situation, this sport was still quite wild and quite open.

"Master, are you ready to survive the Thunderstorm?"

Just like a deferential slave girl, Su Mu, who stood up, didn't care about the spring light that he leaked out at all, but helped Mo Wen tidy up his clothes first, and asked softly while tidying up.

"Hmm!"

Mo Wen nodded lightly, his gaze crossed Su Mu's head, and he looked at the black clouds in the sky.

In fact, it doesn't have much impact on him whether he can survive the Thunder Tribulation or not, with his current strength, unless he can survive all nine Thunder Tribulations at once, there will not be much improvement in strength, and according to Mo Wen's own estimates, if he dies now, he will be able to survive the eight Thunder Tribulations safely, and any more will be weak for a long time, and the gains outweigh the losses, so when he first came to this world, Mo Wen did not consider the matter of the Transition Tribulation.

It's just that the plan hasn't changed quickly, in the Dragon Graveyard, in order to shape the shell of Asura, Mo Wen lost a lot of thoughts at once, if he relies on his own recovery speed, I'm afraid it will take a long time to recover, which is an intolerable thing for Mo Wen who wants to carry out his plan as soon as possible, and the thunder tribulation is refining thoughts, and Yang Divine Soul also has the divine effect of promoting the split of thoughts, which is favored by Mo Wen, and wants to take advantage of this summer thunder to cross the tribulation in one fell swoop.

It's just that at this time, looking at the thunderclouds in the sky, Mo Wen inexplicably felt a little dangerous, as if in the depths of that black cloud, there was a power that could threaten him.

It doesn't feel like a thunderstorm, but more like something more concrete.

Glancing at Su Mu, who was delicate and charming beside him, Mo Wen was thoughtful, and then chuckled.

"Wait a little bit and pay attention to yourself, I think there may be a surprise in a while!"

Then without waiting for the confused Su Mu to ask, Mo Wen's body moved, his soul went out of his body, and he flew up towards the clouds in the sky and the spring rain.

The sky is a cloud of clouds, among the clouds, the muffled thunder is rolling, with that muffled sound, the endless resistance power descends from the sky, and ordinary ghosts and immortals are afraid that they will fly more than 100 zhang, and they will be crushed by this pressure, but for Mo Wen, this is similar to a spring breeze.

Like an arrow shot into the clouds, he rushed up into the clouds at a speed never seen before.

Everywhere you look, there is a dazzling light! Above the infinitely high sky. The collision of the huge yin and yang qi gave birth to a series of powerful lightning.

Intense and vast, the violent qi that filled the heavens and the earth, as if it was substantial, blocked the way forward, and what was even more terrifying was the terrible will of the heaven and earth hidden in the thunder tribulation.

Containing the true meaning of destruction and creation, the essence of heaven and earth is accompanied by the idea of thunder, and the frenzied desire to assimilate the unheard thoughts.

It's endless, it's swarming, and there's a sense of unstoppable unstoppability.

It's just that for Mo Wen, whose strength has reached the level of the creator, these thunder tribulations on the outer edges are not enough to see at all.

Straight through layer after layer of obstacles, Mo Wen came to the edge of a huge space in an instant.

In the center of this space, thunder continued to explode and vibrate, like a whirlpool of destruction, wantonly venting its great power to the outside world.

From the edge to the center, the strength of the will of heaven and earth seems to be divided into nine circles, which exactly correspond to the nine thunder tribulations, and in that core circle, Mo Wen faintly saw a Dao Venerable wearing a jade crown and a five-ribbon robe surrounded by terrifying thunder, and his strength was almost no worse than that of any creator.

"Is this the Thunder Tribulation, it's really interesting!"

A lazy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, Mo Wen was not only not frightened by this terrifying thunder world, but was eager to try.

Without any hesitation, he immediately jumped into the world of thunder.

A thunderstorm, the will of heaven and earth.

The second thunder tribulation, the streamer turned into soldiers.

Three thunder tribulations, the heart of the demon is like.

Four thunderstorms, the destruction of the world.

Five thunder tribulations, people are immortal and masculine.

Six thunderstorms, the shadow of the self.

For ordinary Daoists, the calamity that needs to be dealt with with all their might, but for Mo Wen, it is as easy as a rampaging rhinoceros, he directly ignored all obstacles, let those thunders hit him, and the whole person rushed to the outside of the thunder tribulation circle on the seventh layer, and came to the creation gate composed of thunder.

Compared to the situation when he first entered the thunder tribulation, Mo Wen's state at this time was unexpectedly good, his originally somewhat gloomy body exuded a faint fluorescence, and he had an unimaginable sense of strength when he raised his hands and feet.

Twisting his neck, Mo Wen moved his body casually, feeling the power of absorbing the thunder in the fierce thunder, and his body that had fully recovered, smiled softly.

Then he flew out and kicked straight at the gate.

Blocking countless cultivators, how many heroes and heroes wanted to turn around day and night and wanted to break through the door were just kicked open at will.

Infinite thunder true qi poured out from it, as if it had blown up a large dam, surging like a tide, carrying a huge amount of heat enough to smelt steel, completely enveloping Mo Wen's body.

At the same time, in the thunder true qi, a mysterious power was also conveyed, the ancient demon gods, the ancient holy emperors, the ancient princes, the soul fragments belonging to powerful beings revived in another way, and roared at Mo Wen frantically.

It's a bit hot!

It's a bit noisy!

This is how Mo Wen felt at this time, the image of Kunpeng slowly emerged, the figure of the giant kun swam in front of him, like a fish playing in the water, the scorching torrent was unloaded before he could reach him, the handsome Peng bird spread its wings, and after a fan, the roar of the gods was all annihilated in the sky.

Just looked at his somewhat scorched arm, Mo Wen subconsciously frowned, in the end, he still underestimated the power of this world, with his own strength to completely survive the seven thunder tribulations is already the limit, the eighth time is not that he can't cross, but after surviving, I'm afraid he will be weak for a while.

"Well, it doesn't matter, it's just a layer away!"

Scratching his chin lightly, looking at the even more terrifying Eighth Thunder Tribulation area in front of him, Mo Wen smiled lightly and took out the Treasure Ice Thunder Tribulation.

Compared with before, this blue-purple sword was even more blue, and the whole body exuded an astonishing cold aura, and as soon as the thunder approached, it was frozen into ice chips by the cold air on the sword's body.

In the Dragon Graveyard, after taking all the dragon corpses, Mo Wen spent a little more time taking out the primeval water spirit under the plains and integrating it into the Ice and Thunder Tribulation, making it much more powerful.

It's just that the Ice Thunder Tribulation was originally a treasure that ice and thunder complement each other, and after the power of ice completely overwhelmed the power of thunder, the structure of the Ice Thunder Tribulation itself was a little unstable, causing the cold on the sword body to overflow uncontrollably.

Fortunately, this is the Thunder World, the area of the Seventh Creation Thunder Tribulation, and the power of thunder is extraordinarily abundant.

Mo Wen raised the giant sword, and countless thunderbolts slashed down in the air, constantly merging into the sword body.

Like a long whale sucking water, the Ice Thunder Tribulation greedily absorbed the power of thunder and lightning, and the originally almost invisible purple appeared on the sword body again, although it was still not as blue as the original, but it was no longer almost pure blue.

Holding the Ice Thunder Tribulation in his hand, Mo Wen walked into the area of the Eight Thunder Tribulations as if he was holding a lightning rod.

Originally, for the Tribulation, all external objects were not enough to rely on, and they could only rely on their own strength to devour the will of heaven and earth, otherwise it would be a waste of effort.

It's just that the current situation is a different matter, striding into the manic thunder sea, looking at the Taoist who was bathed in the torrent, with a high crown, a big robe, and a whole body of clothes floating without wind, Mo Wen smiled lightly.

"Oneiroi Machine, it turns out that it's really you!"