At this time, above the sky, many small purple characters flew around Mingzhe, like a little elf, under the dark clouds in the sky, except for Mingzhe, no one could stand under it, Dugu Jian and Zhan Wushuang were both shocked by this powerful coercion and flew out.

Mingzhe stood alone in the center of the thunderstorm, the dark clouds were rolling and brewing, and suddenly a dazzling white light flashed in front of Mingzhe's eyes, and then a shocking thunder echoed between heaven and earth, for a long time, rippling countless echoes.

At this moment, the small purple characters flying around Mingzhe were automatically sorted, and a poem "Chivalrous Travel" and "Out of the Stopper" appeared in the picture scroll of heaven and earth, and at the same time, a swordsman and an archer, wandering in each word, just as the thunderstorm landed, countless small swordsmen and archers suddenly broke out from the two poems, the swordsman was in front, and the archer was behind, and they launched a fierce attack on the thunder and lightning.

Countless flying swords and arrow feathers directly faced the thunder and lightning, just like countless warriors, they were not afraid of death, and fell batch after batch under the terrifying thunderstorm, and at the same time, the thunder and lightning were also greatly weakened, and when they arrived in front of Mingzhe, it was no longer painful or itchy.

Then the dark clouds in the sky rolled again, and another thunderbolt descended again, this time this thunder and lightning was as thick as a waist bucket, and the original lilac thunder and lightning became deeper and deeper, revealing an aura that wanted to destroy everything.

Mingzhe even felt a particularly strong pressure coming directly to his face, Mingzhe couldn't even stand in the sky, and was forced to fall straight to the ground by this coercion.

A group of onlookers hid far away, for fear of being affected by this terrifying thunderstorm, all of them were dumbfounded, looking at the thunderstorm above the sky with an incredible face, this is the poetry of the spirit of the tribulation?

Mingzhe's eyes are even more confused, what is the situation? Why is it suddenly about to be struck by thunder, what am I doing to be angry and resentful, although I complained in my heart, but Mingzhe attached great importance to it, because he thought of a possibility, that is, the thunder tribulation in some online novels that I once saw, isn't this what it looks like?

Tribulation, my realm of tribulation, God, are you serious? Mingzhe is a little skeptical about life?

It's just that Ren Mingzhe has a thousand thoughts in his heart, but the thunder tribulation has always been denied by the six relatives, and he will not stop, and the terrifying thunder and lightning are directly aimed at Mingzhe and slashed down.

At this time, the small purple characters surrounding Mingzhe's body instantly dissipated and turned into two figures, and Mingzhe's poetic spirit was completely revealed.

The swordsman turned into a streamer, and the archer instantly fused with Mingzhe, and even a giant bow appeared in Mingzhe's hand.

Mingzhe's qi machine locked on the thunder tribulation, and the talent condensed into an arrow feather, turning into a terrifying streamer and flying towards the thunder and lightning with the swordsman, and a strong purple light erupted in the sky, piercing the eyeballs, and the two purple rays devoured and dissolved each other, and finally both disappeared between heaven and earth.

Suddenly, the dark clouds in the sky contracted suddenly, and finally turned into a fist-sized shape, and a pressure several times stronger than just now erupted, and Mingzhe was even more overwhelmed by this pressure, panting heavily, and sweatdrops the size of beans continued to slide down from his forehead.

Mingzhe transferred all his talent and mental strength to resist this terrifying coercion, at this moment, Mingzhe's two poetic spirits suddenly changed, but saw the two poetic spirits flying on their own, only to see the swordsman waving the long sword, while speaking: "The three-foot long sword, the slash is constantly lovesick, and the Qinglian Sword Song has a phoenix to come." ”

At this time, the swordsman's speed suddenly soared, and it was like teleporting, instantly appearing under the dark clouds, waving the three-foot Qingfeng in his hand, at this moment the long sword was simple and unpretentious, there was no trace of sword intent, and there was not a trace of sword flashing, just like an ordinary long sword stabbed straight out, without any bells and whistles.

The archer was very indifferent, not saying a word, but behind him there was a picture of a peaceful and prosperous world, but under his feet there were thousands of dry bones, blood flowed like a river, gunpowder smoke was filled, in front of him were countless charging enemies, and the direction of the enemy was the dark cloud, the archer held a dragon pattern giant bow, and shot with arrows, the direction of the small dark cloud.

At this moment, the poet seemed to have a spiritual intelligence, and he didn't need to be distracted by Mingzhe to control it, and he started to fight completely by himself.

At this moment, the black clouds rolled several times, and finally turned into a small black lightning, when the lightning was formed, the sky and the earth seemed to be dark, the whole sky lost its color, and everyone's eyes seemed to have only its existence, which was fascinating.

Just when everyone was still immersed in the black lightning, Mingzhe was even more in a trance, and countless chills appeared in his heart, and he felt desperate and helpless inexplicably, and the entire sea of consciousness was in chaos, as if he was going to sleep forever, as if he was going to die in a moment.

At this time, in the sea of Mingzhe books, the computer was flickering wildly, and a red warning was issued on the entire screen, and even the computer host was like black smoke, and it was even humming.

Just when Mingzhe's consciousness completely dissipated, the network cable connected to the depths of Mingzhe's sea of consciousness suddenly burst into sparks, like a short circuit, but at this moment, this spark was like a lighthouse, illuminating Mingzhe's entire sea of consciousness, making Mingzhe wake up in an instant.

Mingzhe couldn't help but feel a tremble, and said in fear: "It's so terrifying, this thunder tribulation actually attacked with a mind, if I didn't have a computer, I'm afraid I would have died again at this moment." ”

Mingzhe remembered that the computer in the sea of books seemed to be short-circuited and leaked, but at this moment Mingzhe had no time to check, because the black lightning in the sky was as if he had a spiritual intelligence, dodging the sword of the swordsman and the arrow feathers of the archer, and slashed directly towards Mingzhe.

And Mingzhe is already open at this moment, and the two trump cards have already been played, and they don't even work at this moment, this thunder tribulation actually understands the art of war of capturing the thief and capturing the king first, is this still a normal thunder tribulation?

Mingzhe had no way to avoid it at the moment, and wanted to write a new poem, but it was too late, so he suddenly gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, his eyes widened, and he secretly said to himself: "Isn't it just that he was struck by lightning?" I still don't believe it, such a small lightning bolt can really kill me? ”

At this time, Mingzhe had a kind of barefoot posture that was not afraid of wearing shoes, completely forgetting that he was originally a scholar, and this is also a world of scholars, and he actually wanted to resist the famous thunder tribulation by brute force, and it was the last thunder tribulation with the most powerful thunder tribulation, which was really courageous.

Just when Mingzhe was about to resist, an accident appeared, and the thunder tribulation was blocked, and it did not split on Mingzhe.