"Leng Lang, this is ......" Zhao Wanru couldn't help but show a look of horror.

You must know that in the current Sisheng Continent, the aura is already lacking to the extreme.

However, the power of the Immortal Realm Tribulation has not diminished in the slightest.

They all crossed the catastrophe to the immortal realm, and they knew the horror of this catastrophe.

Before, there were many powerhouses who had reached the peak of the Great Saint Realm, and they were in the middle of the tribulation of this Immortal Realm.

In fact, when they discussed, they guessed that there was such a lack of spiritual power on the continent now.

Even they couldn't maintain the aura of the immortal realm powerhouses.

It stands to reason that this crossing the immortal realm should not be too difficult, and it may not mean it.

However, when they saw this scene, they instantly understood.

In fact, the immortal realm tribulation has nothing to do with the spiritual power of the environment around him.

Even, it's the same as before.

This had been in their time, more than twenty years ago.

The aura on the continent is better than now.

They can rely on the spiritual power around them to fight against the catastrophe.

Even if you can't beat it, you can use spiritual power to restore your body, and it's not a problem to resist stubbornly.

Su Xiaomo's tribulation this time is different from them, if she wants to get through, she must use the spiritual power in her body to fight it.

Once all these spiritual powers are consumed, then the last thing to face is a dead end.

Even, maybe not at that time, Su Xiaomo will not be able to maintain the peak state of the Great Sage Realm because of the spiritual power in his body.

And like Leng Ruoling and the others, he fell directly into the middle stage of the Great Sage Realm, or the early stage.

That's going to fall directly.

At this time, Zhao Wanru's face was extremely embarrassed.

Her hand clutched at her cold arm.

His body was trembling slightly.

The monks around them are actually the same.

Because now, Su Xiaomo is their last hope and only hope.

If it dissipates in the tribulation of this immortal realm today.

They feared that there would be no more future.

It's just that when Su Xiaomo was in the tribulation, in the room not far away, Leng Yuan's eyes were also unusually firm.

He took out a pen and paper from the table in the room and walked outside.

Seeing the dark clouds in the sky, his face became extremely embarrassed.

"Boom."

"Click."

Thunder is accompanied by lightning, even if it is tens of thousands of miles away, such a thunderous sound can be heard.

The cultivators who have cultivated can see the clouds at this time.

Leng Yuan stood on the top of the mountain not far from them, watching Su Xiaomo cross the tribulation.

He looked at it for a while, and his hands began to tremble.

Then, he sat directly on the top of the mountain, and unlike before, he came out with a small table this time.

The paper lay flat on the table, and the pen was in his hand, and began to fly.

Because the current time is close to the sub-hour, his paintings also look a little gloomy.

According to the situation of Su Xiaomo's tribulation, Leng Yuan quickly finished painting.

Then, his pen fell above the dark clouds above Su Xiaomo's head.

Yes, he is going to draw a thunder tribulation for Su Xiaomo.

Before, when he drew things casually, he had never had such a hard time.

But now, even if he writes, he looks like he can't do it.

Even his hands were still trembling slightly.

As soon as I dropped a stroke, I saw that he could no longer paint with one hand.

The left hand is also held on top of the right hand.

It was at this time.

Su Xiaomo looked at the thunder tribulation above her head, and her face was also very solemn.

These thunder tribulations, falling one after another, have consumed almost half of the spiritual power in her body.

In itself, the current environment, spiritual power is relatively lacking, and even makes her a little breathless.

What worries her even more has happened.

Because at this time, the spiritual power around her body was already a little unable to maintain the realm, and there were almost signs of falling.

As long as her realm falls, then what awaits her must be death.

Zhao Wanru hugged Leng Ruoling directly, she didn't dare to continue watching.

Her heart was going to break when she watched it.

The faces of the surrounding monks were also extremely embarrassed.

"Click." Bang.

Just when they were ready for the worst.

A black-purple lightning bolt fell in an instant.

Seeing that it was about to hit Su Xiaomo's body.

The lightning turned around in an instant and slashed towards Leng Ruo.

Leng Ruo's eyes were quick, and he directly pushed Zhao Wanru aside, and he flashed towards a place where there was no one.

All the monks, when they saw this scene, their hearts were going to be cold, and Zhao Wanru couldn't cry.

They are now in utter despair.

No

No way!

Just as Leng Ruo closed his eyes, ready to meet the purple lightning.

The lightning disappeared into thin air in an instant.

Leng Ruoxuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at his body, he didn't wait for the most terrifying thing.

Not only that, but even the dark clouds above Su Xiaomo's head also dissipated at this time.

This made everyone feel a little unbelievable for an instant.

After a while, it was still with Zhao Wanru's crying voice of joy that everyone reacted.

"Great, Xiaomo really succeeded, it's so good Leng Lang, woo woo, it's good that you're okay."

"By the way, normally speaking, the thunder tribulation shouldn't have disappeared so quickly, what is the reason?"

"Don't think about it, isn't it nice to be like this now."

"Yes, I can't say, this thunder tribulation and the surrounding spiritual power environment affect each other, spiritual power is lacking, and in the end, the thunder tribulation can't be maintained."

Everyone discussed with each other for a while.

I forgot all about the sudden disappearance of the thunder tribulation just now.

Because in their hearts, as long as Su Xiaomo can survive the thunder tribulation unharmed, they will be happier than anything else.

That's what they're looking forward to the most.

While they were celebrating, a white figure on the mountain, his face unusually pale.

He also vomited a mouthful of blood.

The disappearance of the thunder tribulation just now was actually Leng Yuan's arm.

He made a few strokes on the painting, and then the thunderstorm disappeared.

If it weren't for him helping, it is estimated that Su Xiaomo's thunder tribulation this time would be very difficult.

"It's so good, Xiaomo survived the thunderstorm."

"Poof."

A mouthful of blood spit it out again.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his current poor condition.

As long as Su Xiaomo can be safe and sound, as long as he can help her, that is the best thing.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, then gathered his things and walked towards the city.

He had to hurry back to his house before everyone returned, or it would be too late to be discovered......