Mo Wuxian left the thatched house, glanced at everyone, and said with a smile: "Everyone, my mother and my fiancée are about to wake up, you can rest assured!"

After speaking, he looked at the short-haired old man, and felt something psychologically, as if there was a kind of blood cordiality.

The old man smiled kindly and said, "Child, I am your grandfather, Xiao Tian!"

Mo Wuxian came and went in a hurry, and he didn't have a chance to see his grandfather, so he couldn't help but look at it at this time, his heart was very complicated, the word grandfather was even stranger and more familiar than his mother.

Xiao Tian continued: "Child, what's going on with this change in the sky?"

Mo Wuxian smiled bitterly: "This is my calamity. Grandpa, I'm running out of time, you can go in and see my mother!"

After speaking, he flew towards Tianzhu Mountain.

The coming of the Heavenly Tribulation will destroy all those who are close, especially the approach of the strong, which will make the power of the Heavenly Tribulation even greater, so he must stay away from Qingfeng Pavilion and meet this unknown variable on Tianzhu Mountain.

Tianzhu Mountain is tens of thousands of meters high, almost inserting into the sky.

He stood halfway up Tianzhu Mountain, which was already at least eight thousand meters away from the ground, and everything seemed small when he looked at it from afar.

He looked at the little Qingfeng Pavilion and smiled slightly, whether it was life or death, he finally had an explanation for his mother and Yuanyuan, and he had no regrets. It's just that what makes him a little unbearable is the person who has had a skin-to-skin relationship with him.

This is a flat land of thousands of square meters, and here he is, to meet the catastrophe.

He didn't have a terrifying defensive formation like Stonehenge, but he did have a tomb of gods.

It's just that what worries him is whether the Divine Tomb will work, for example, after escaping into the Divine Tomb, whether the Heavenly Tribulation will appear in the Divine Tomb.

As he moved, the Tribulation followed him like his follower.

The dark clouds in the sky had gathered into a large area, five times the size of Natasha, and they were still gathering, and the majestic coercion was gradually increasing, and the depression was filled with a terrifying aura of destruction.

This kind of breath makes people very uncomfortable, and those who are not strong in psychological tolerance may have collapsed long ago.

Natasha's Tribulation wasn't aimed at him, so he didn't feel what it was like to be under the Tribulation, but he felt it at this time.

He sighed that Natasha's panic was just instinctive fear, and if it weren't for Stonehenge, she wouldn't be able to stop it.

His psychological quality is naturally abnormally perverted, and in the face of such a terrifying coercion, he did not move, but showed a mocking smile, as if he was laughing at the weakness of God.

"Heaven wants to destroy me, and I will rebel against this heaven!"

He was arrogant, his clothes fluttered without wind, and his hair was flowing and flying.

His indifference, his carelessness, and his unyielding mentality made his whole person full of tyrannical unruliness.

His contempt, his contempt, and his arrogance made his whole person full of a special aura, like a heroic and righteous spirit, and it seemed to be a force of nature, very special.

With a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, he looked coldly at the dark clouds in the sky.

Suddenly the clouds ceased to gather, but they were as black as ink. In the darkness, it suddenly tumbled, and endless silver electric patterns flashed in it.

The lightning in the black cloud had been brewing for an hour, and with a crackling sound, a silver lightning bolt struck down.

This lightning bolt was 100 meters long, and its power was no different from Natasha's first tribulation.

He was slightly stunned, according to the huge and coercive level of the black cloud, this thunder and lightning descended, it was absolutely terrifying and abnormal, but a hundred meters of lightning appeared strangely, and the power was not as terrifying as he expected.

Lightning snapped down.

He showed a trace of crazy thoughts, and laughed wildly: "Lao Tzu is the thunder, come on, use you to refine the body!"

He didn't use his divine power to fight, but his physical functions were active to the extreme, and the immortal god body was not so easy to bully.

Crackling!

Lightning fell above his head, and an extreme electric current immediately spread throughout his entire body.

His clothes were instantly clicked into pieces and caught fire and spontaneously combusted.

His clothes were gone, and his skin was immediately covered with endless electric streaks, and the density was terrifying to think about, cobwebs?

There was a look of pain on his face, but there was a cynical mockery on his lips.

He can still endure this pain.

At this time, lightning entered his body, his skin cracked in an instant, and electricity entered his body, frantically destroying his body functions.

But the power of the living god is no child's play.

The cracked skin healed in an instant, and the internal damaged flesh and blood functions were restored in an instant, and the degree of damage was far less rapid than the repair.

His body has been poured into his body by lightning, and huge currents are being released everywhere, snapping and snapping, destroying and repairing, repairing and destroying again.

The pain in this is self-evident, but Mo Wuxian doesn't know how much pain he has suffered, which he can hold.

It was a repetitive process that strengthened his immortal deity in the process.

The outer walls of the air sea are all densely covered with electric patterns, but the inside is unusually quiet, no matter how the outside world changes, the inside seems to open up space.

The lightning was silently levitating, suddenly turning slowly, and the slightest electric pattern sounded, as if sensing the change in the surface of the air, which was a signal of cheering.

As the lightning changed, the endless current in his body seemed to be pulled, seeping through the outer wall of the air, flowing into the electric streaks emitted by the lightning, and then the current returned to the lightning, released again, absorbed the current again, and continued in a cycle......

For the change of lightning, Mo Wuxian sensed it, a special feeling permeated his heart, it seemed to feel something, and it didn't seem to be, in short, this layer of coming perception always covered with a veil, so that he couldn't touch it, he couldn't grasp it.

The current in the body gradually weakened, and finally disappeared, all of which entered the lightning mark in the sea of qi.

He exhaled a cloudy breath, and instead of crushing him, the first lightning bolt gave him many benefits, the immortal god body was enhanced, and he had a special perception of thunder. He looked coldly at the sky and shouted, "Come on, be more violent!"

The dark clouds in the sky seemed to respond to his words, and they tumbled again, and at the time of tea, there was another thunderclap, and blue lightning fell.

The second heavenly tribulation is still no different from Natasha's.

He laughed maniacally and rushed forward to meet the lightning, and he wanted to meet it with his body.

There was another crackle, and blue lightning entered his body, making him feel a roar, and a burst of deafness recovered.

This time, the power of the lightning was so powerful that as soon as the immortal god body came into contact, the epidermis cracked, and blood gushed out.

This lightning has a powerful power of destruction, and it also has a terrifying power of destruction and repair, which makes the repair strength of the immortal god body suddenly weakened.

Slow repair, this is relative, Mo Wuxian feels slow, but in fact it is still as fast as lightning, but the blood flowing out is enough to show that the repair power is weakened.

The blood that spurted out didn't have time to drift away before it was turned to ashes by electric shock.