Li Mo naturally understood the meaning of the master, which was nothing more than wanting to express the horror of the Heavenly Tribulation.

In fact, without Lin Daotian opening his mouth, Li Mo also understood that the heavenly tribulation he was going to face was definitely not an ordinary heavenly tribulation.

Because the Heavenly Tribulation that everyone faces is different, and the Heavenly Tribulation that he himself faces is only stronger than what Chen Qinglian is facing.

In order not to worry about the master, Li Mo said with a serious face, "Chen Qinglian's heavenly tribulation, if it were replaced by me, I would be ten percent sure that I would survive it." ”

As if he was worried that Lin Daotian would not believe it, Li Mo decided to prove himself, only to see his body turn into a red feather, floating out of the wooden pavilion, and after a while, he landed in an open place on the shore of the pond, he first adjusted his state, and said to Lin Daotian in the pavilion.

"Master, you use thunder and other spells to attack me, you know why I said that I am 100% sure."

Lin Daotian in the wooden pavilion looked at Li Mo with a confident face in the open space, and smiled bitterly, ready to make him suffer a little, so that he could understand how terrifying the power of thunder was, and he should be in awe of it.

After greeting Li Mo and getting ready.

Lin Daotian's breath changed instantly, and a majestic spiritual power gushed out of his body, surging like waves in the ocean, hitting wave after wave, giving people a sense of suffocation.

Li Mo in the open space felt the terrifying spiritual power fluctuations coming from the wooden pavilion, and immediately chaotic and decisive, and a stream of spiritual power erupted from the sea of consciousness flowing all over his body.

'The monks of the Great Perfection of the Attainment were truly terrifying. ’

Li Mo said secretly in his heart.

But even so, that coercion was like an unshakable sacred mountain, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't resist this force.

This was the first time he felt the pressure of the peak of the Jiedan, and the terrifying aura was like a divine mountain pressing on his body, with the power of ten thousand jun.

Although Li Mo had fought with the Blood Demon of the Great Perfection of the Formation before, the Blood Demon at that time was already seriously injured and could not exert his full strength at all.

Now facing a peak cultivator in his heyday, Li Mo couldn't resist at all.

The realm gap is too big.

Fortunately, this mountain-like coercion only lasted for a moment before disappearing, and Li Mo was able to have a respite.

Obviously, Lin Daotian wanted him to feel the horror of the power of thunder in a state where he could resist.

"I'm going to make a move for the teacher!" Lin Daotian's voice came.

As soon as the words fell.

I saw that in his deep right hand, he pinched out a few tricks in a flowing way, and the moment the tricks were formed, the spiritual power around him immediately became chaotic, and all of them gathered towards his right hand.

In less than half a breath, the spiritual power released by Lin Daotian earlier had all gathered in his palm, forming a ball of lightning that flickered with lightning, and golden arcs of lightning slashed through his fingertips, making a crackling sound.

"Palm Thunder!"

Li Mo instantly recognized the spell Lin Daotian used.

Palm thunder is a kind of attack and destructive power, both extremely powerful spells, with the help of the spiritual power in the monk's body, the formation of thunder in the palm, is a spell that only monks above the innate realm can practice.

Li Mo released his spiritual power, sensed the power of the thunder in Lin Daotian's hand, and after feeling the power contained in it, he immediately smiled bitterly, and the Dark Dao Master was really worried about hurting him, and he was unwilling to make a heavy hand.

The thunderball in Lin Daotian's hand looks terrifying, but it is not as terrifying as he imagined, and the spiritual power contained in the thunderball is equivalent to a blow from an innate first-level monk.

In the eyes of the other disciples, this blow was extremely dangerous and difficult to parry.

However, in Li Mo's eyes, it was not enough to threaten him.

"Drink!"

Lin Daotian snorted lightly, as if to remind Li Mo.

The voice fell.

With a flick of his right hand in the direction where Li Mo was, the thunderball condensed by the spiritual power in his hand flew out, and the sound of thunder and lightning roared.

Looking at Li Mo again, at this moment, he suddenly made a move that made Lin Daotian feel extremely surprised.

I saw that he actually took a breath before the thunderball fell on his body, and put away all the spiritual power attached to his body, and he was surprised to meet this blow with the weakest attitude.

"Little ink!"

"Boom!"

Lin Daotian's voice and the roar of thunder and lightning sounded at the same time.

I saw that where Li Mo was, lightning and thunder roared in an instant, earth and rocks flew, and the power formed by the explosion of the thunderball covered a radius of twenty zhang with his center.

From a distance, a thunderball with a diameter of twenty zhang appeared on the peak of the clouds, the huge thunderball was full of lightning, the fire was shining, the terrifying thunder power was raging, and the scalp of the people watching was numb.

The shining thunder light instantly swallowed Li Mo, and from the outside, it was impossible to see whether he had been hurt in the ravages of thunder.

Lin Daotian's heart was in a hurry, and after secretly saying 'Tuoda', his body turned into a streamer, and he came to the thunderball of twenty zhang in size, and the spiritual power in his body was vented, and the powerful and majestic power instantly shook this huge thunderball and blew away the raging thunder power.

In his opinion, Li Mo was too conceited, although he was not serious, he just casually cast the palm thunder, and the power contained in it was only worthy of a blow to the innate realm.

But Li Mo is only a Foundation Building Realm cultivator after all, even if he has amazing talent, extraordinary combat power, and physical strength that is not weak and the same realm body cultivation, but under the premise of being defenseless, in the face of such a blow, he will definitely be injured.

"It must be that Xiaomo's cultivation speed has been too fast recently, and his mood is unstable, which has produced an extremely conceited heart."

Lin Daotian muttered to himself, thinking that he must beat Li Mo well later, and his Dao heart swelled.

At the same time, the movements of his hands did not stop, and after the power of the thunder was almost dispelled, Lin Dao Tianyou summoned a fresh wind to blow away the dust splashed in front of him.

With a gust of breeze, the dust floating in the air gradually dispersed, revealing the land that had been destroyed by thunder and lightning, and the charred ground seemed to have been burned by fire.

Even the solid earth was destroyed into this shape, which shows how terrifying the power contained in the thunderball is.

Lin Daotian looked at the scorched black ground, and he blamed himself in his heart, for fear that Li Mo would be injured.

Just as he was about to take out some healing pills from the storage bag, a slender figure emerged from the dust.

As the dust gradually dissipated, the figure gradually became clearer.

I saw his long hair waist-length, flowing brilliant luster, standing quietly in the center of the thunderball, his footsteps did not move for half a minute, and then look at his body, like a divine jade cast, flashing with a trace of immortal brilliance, white and solid skin, from time to time arc beating, as if his body was made of divine jade and thunderbolt, it is difficult to associate it with flesh and blood.