Zhang Yang flipped his wrist, and a spirit beast ring appeared in his hand, and he pinched it.

"Close!"

Zhang Yang spat out a word in his mouth.

In the rhythmic fluctuation of the humming mana, the small silver-winged demon ants around received the order, and like a black tide, they rushed towards the spirit beast ring in Zhang Yang's hand.

In the past few years, the surrounding space has been extremely clean.

"Hey, these little silver-winged demon ants have just been born, and their thoughts are still very simple, and they have no discount on the execution of orders. ”

Zhang Yang smiled slightly, and put this spirit beast ring into his sleeve robe.

The reason why Zhang Yang said this was because the first batch of silver-winged demon ants he cultivated had now grown to the size of a fist, and they were extremely strong.

The more powerful the silver-winged ant, the more it will consume the power of divine consciousness when it is an envoy.

Zhang Yang felt that he could control the limit of this batch of silver-winged demon ants, which was about two or three thousand, and if there were any more, there would be a danger of getting out of control at any time.

And when Zhang Yang controls this batch of silver-winged demon ants to more than 3,000, he will feel a little powerless, and it is no problem to let them attack or eat.

However, when it comes to getting them back to the Spirit Beast Ring, it often takes a lot of effort.

Because those silver-winged demon ants also like the abundance of spiritual energy and food in the outside world, they are not willing to return to the boring spirit beast ring at all. Every time, it was Zhang Yang who wrestled with them to be able to take them back.

Void clouds.

A human gray-robed monk stood proudly, his body full of mana agitation, and his clothes were windless.

Thick black clouds in the rumbling sky quickly converged, and in the flash of lightning, bursts of muffled thunder sounded.

The sky was cloudy, and the thunderstorm was about to come.

Not far away, another white-robed monk was watching all this with an anxious face.

"Luo Daoyou, why are you doing this! You ignore the high level and forcibly lead down the Thunder Tribulation, even if you can successfully survive the Thunder Tribulation, you will become the public enemy of the entire cultivation realm, and the predecessors of Fucang will definitely not let you go!"

"Ma Daoyou doesn't need to say much, Luo has his own sense of proportion, and Daoyou just needs to protect the Fa below. This is the depths of the Void Cloud Valley, and we will leave as soon as we have survived the Thunder Tribulation. That Fucang is not everywhere, how can he catch us?" the gray-robed monk surnamed Luo had a face full of persistence.

I didn't notice the slightest hint of shame in the eyes of the white-shirted "Ma Daoyou".

Celestial. Thunder Pool.

Whew!Whew!

The figure flickered, and Agaryu, the crane-haired boy with an iron crutch in his hand, and the deer sword spirit with a long sword on his back stood side by side, and under them, it was a monk who was extremely fat and like a meat bun.

At this time, these four people were all watching the fluctuations of the black qi in the thunder pool, and they saw that a whirlpool was slowly forming.

There was a flash of joy on the faces of several people, followed by a slight look of disappointment.

"It seems that it's just an ordinary primordial infant monk of the human race who has advanced to the Thunder Tribulation of the Transformation God... Hundreds of years have only waited for such a thunder tribulation, and the cultivation realm is really unbearable!"

The crane cane guest snorted coldly, and a look of disdain flashed on his face.

"It's true that the cultivation realm can't be compared to the ancient times now, but it wasn't so unbearable before. Agalu said pointedly.

"Oh, what does the Master mean by that?" asked the Crane Cane.

"There is no need for the great monk to say anything, if Xun Huan and Bi Forget can successfully come back, everything will naturally be clear. Agalu said with an immobile look on his face.

"Not good!"

Next to him, the deer sword spirit who was carrying a long sword and two meat buns on his bald head suddenly exclaimed.

Everyone looked at the rolling thunder pool, and their faces changed.

In the rumbling sky, the thick black clouds became deeper and lower, as if the whole sky had collapsed.

"Thunder! hahaha... , Thunder Tribulation, finally arrived!"

"I've been practicing penance for thousands of years, and I'm finally going to see the real chapter!"

Luo always looked up at the sky, laughing loudly, and the robe on his body "whirred" agitation.

...,

Swish!

A top-level defensive magic weapon rose in the wind, turning into a shield the size of a millstone and blocking the top of Luo Xianglai's head.

With this heavy defense, Luo couldn't help but feel more confident.

"Hmph! self-inflicted, don't live!"

Suddenly, a cold snort made Luo feel like falling into an ice cave, and the pride just now disappeared completely.

Swish!

The figure flashed, and a short figure appeared not far away.

This figure, only more than three feet tall, looked like a child, but when Luo had always seen this figure, his face changed suddenly, and he was immediately stunned.

Midget Boy. This short figure is the dwarf boy who Fucang subdued.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Xiang exclaimed, and looked at the "Ma Daoyou" next to him with angry eyes.

"Magu, you despicable villain, you betrayed me in vain for saving your life, and promised you a quasi-immortal weapon in return?"

At this time, Luo never knew what was going on?

"If you insist on going your own way, don't listen to advice, and want to bring calamity to my entire cultivation realm, I naturally won't tolerate you. The life-saving grace you gave me back then has long been repaid in the next 500 years. Magu immediately retorted.

"Villain!" said Maguyu, scolding himself.

"Hmph, unrepentant!" the dwarf boy snorted coldly, the mana in his hand condensed, and a law seal went towards Ma Gu Yin.

Ma Gu pinched the law in his hand, and the shield that was originally blocking his head immediately changed direction and covered it in front of him.

Boom!

The seal was printed right on the shield.

In the explosion, the huge impact of the shield drove Magu to throw it far away.

"The old man has nothing to repentance about! The deadline is approaching, and I finally broke through the barrier and had the opportunity to advance to the gods, but you didn't let me cross the thunderstorm...... Rather than waiting for Shou Yuan to run out and fall, it's better to fight to the death!"

"Since you are so obsessed, then you should die!"

A grim look flashed in the dwarf boy's eyes.

The mana fluctuates in his hand, and the mace is sacrificed.

In the midst of the humming and trembling, countless wolf tooth nails broke away from the body of the rod and turned into streams of light, shooting towards Magu Jī.

Click!

That peak defensive magic weapon had already received a blow just now, and the light was dim, and now, a series of streamers hit the next crisp sound one after another, and the shield immediately shattered.

The wolf tooth nail, however, continued to shoot without declining.

Puff puff!

In the terrible howl, Magu's flesh was immediately stabbed into a blood gourd.

Shout!

In a flash, a yuan baby was about to run away, and the dwarf boy naturally wouldn't give him a chance, and he had a magic seal in his hand.

Boom!

Without mercy, he directly smashed the yuan baby to pieces.

The whole process is complicated to narrate, but the speed of the Avatar Monk's movements is only a short moment.

With the fall of Magu, the clouds in the sky gradually began to disperse.

"This.,." What's going on?Is this monk so poor that he hasn't even survived the first wave of thunderstorms?"

Although the thunder tribulation is dangerous, the general danger is reflected in the middle and late stages of the thunder tribulation.

Because, the power of the Thunder Tribulation increases exponentially with the advancement of time.

As for the early stage of the Thunder Tribulation, the power is not great, even if the human cultivators, even if they don't have any treasures, as long as they can cultivate to this point, with their physical strength, they can also withstand the first wave of Thunder Tribulation.

Of course, there were special cases in which the monks were seriously injured in the hardships they encountered before the catastrophe.

Could it be that everyone's luck is so bad, waiting for hundreds of years, just waiting for such a thunderstorm?

Agaluth's words broke everyone's conjecture.

"No! The thunderstorm has not yet begun, and even the first thunderbolt is only in the making. ”

"Hiss"

When Agalu said this, both the crane staff and the deer sword spirit gasped. Several people looked at each other with worried looks in their eyes.

...,

"Before the thunderstorm came, it began to dissipate, and there was only one situation, that is." The one who was going to cross the tribulation has fallen! In this way, the only thunderstorm in hundreds of years will end without a problem. The two bare bags on the head of the deer sword spirit reflected the light slightly.

"Xun Huan and Bi Forget have failed!" Crane Cane Ke's tone was calm, but his lips trembled slightly, but it betrayed his heart.

After such a long time, Xun Huan and Bi Forget not only did not return, but did not even send back any news. With the wisdom of a few people, it is natural to be able to see the problem.

"Bushken, your good apprentice!" the Crane Cane Man turned suddenly, glaring fiercely at the fat monk next to him.

The latter immediately showed a respectful look: "Master Ancestor is angry! The junior is willing to personally go down to the realm and exterminate those lawless people in the cultivation realm." ”

Bushken's fat face trembled, although he was reluctant to take the risk, but Shi Zu and a few others discussed the matter, but they summoned him as a little golden immortal, and he didn't need to ask to know what it meant.

At this time, he naturally had to cooperate with his ancestor, otherwise, the end would definitely be more than ten times more miserable.

"Okay! Since you have this request, the old man naturally can't refuse it, get ready, wait for the opportunity, and be ready to go to the lower realm at any time. The crane staff showed a satisfied expression and nodded.

Do you have a requirement?

Bushken immediately felt a wave of scorn in his heart, but he still maintained a respectful expression on his face, and did not dare to show even a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Perhaps, the situation in the cultivation realm is much worse than we imagined. Then Agaluth spoke again.

"Oh, what does the master mean by that?" asked the Cranestaffer.

"Could it be that a few people think that now that this thunder tribulation has just dissipated, everything is a coincidence?"

After Agalu finished speaking, his eyes flashed and swept over several people.

"What does the master mean, the cultivation realm has already taken precautions and is deliberately controlling the Thunder Tribulation?" asked the crane staff guest rhetorically.

"Yes! Exactly.

The great monk I control the thunder pool, and I am very familiar with the laws of the thunder pool. The number of thunderstorms in the last few hundred years is definitely problematic. Agalu said.

"Heng! The old man still doesn't believe it, can it be that they can control all the high-level monks' thunder tribulations and prevent them from crossing the thunder tribulation?" Lu Jianling snorted coldly.

"If that's the case, we can save our energy, we don't have to do anything, and it won't take thousands of years for those people in the cultivation realm to consume themselves to death. The Crane Cane also said.

"Not really! Not really! There is always a faint inadequacy in the heart of the great monk." Let's choose the opportunity! No, it's good for a few of us to go down in person. ”

"We are in the lower realm personally?Is the master joking?The power of the barrier of this interface is different according to the strength. Beings like you and me, if they want to go to the lower realm, the backlash they suffer is absolutely terrifying, and the danger is much greater than that of true immortals and golden immortals. It's better to leave these matters to Bushken. Is it possible for a fragmented cultivation realm to give birth to an existence that is stronger than that of Bushken?"

In a word, Bushken just wanted to scold his father.

You know the danger of the power of the interface, don't you know?

However, on the surface, he had to say extremely respectfully: "What the master said is very true, a small cultivation realm, there are juniors in the lower realm. ”

"That's good, we'll give you more treasures, and when we get to the Nether, we have to be careful everywhere, and if we don't succeed this time, we can't hesitate anymore. The second half of the sentence was said by Agalu to the Crane Staff and the Deer Sword Spirit.

The latter two looked at each other and nodded.

In their hearts, there is no doubt that they are a little uneasy.

A high mountain, like Optimus Prime.

The white clouds float, not on the mountainside, but seem to be at the foot of the mountain, which shows the height of this mountain.

Shout!

A streamer of light quickly escaped from a distance. As they approached the foot of the mountain, they suddenly changed direction and fled directly upwards.

...,

Whew!

The wind whistles and passes directly through the clouds. The speed is so fast that it rubs against the surrounding air, generating light and heat, as if the whole body is wrapped in a stream of fire.

I watched the rapid rise along this high mountain.

Finally, the mountain on which Optimus Pillar stands is getting thinner and thinner, and the scenery in front of me changes, and the peak of the mountain is a huge platform.

Whip!

The streamer suddenly turned into a human form, and his feet fell to the ground.

Covered in knotted muscles, tall and burly, with long unkempt hair like a wild man, it gives people a very strong visual shocking effect.

Fuji Yuan!

This person is Tengyuan!

However, he is not a stone sculpture now, but a flesh-and-blood existence.

In front of him, in the middle and center of the mountaintop platform, wrapped in a blazing light, a giant axe suspended in the air, slowly rotating.

But I saw that this giant axe was several clips long, the blade of the axe was sharp, the entire axe body was cyan, and many strange runes were densely carved from top to bottom.

These runes are shallowly carved, making the whole axe look antique and more majestic.

Next to this sharp axe, Fujilin sat cross-legged with his eyes closed.

Streamers shot out from between the foreheads of the vine forest and poured into the streamers that wrapped the sharp axe. Then, another streamer of light folded back from the streamer wrapped in the sharp axe, and returned to the forehead of the vine forest.

This time and again, a cycle is formed.