Hearing Bai Che's words, everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst into laughter, as if they had heard the funniest joke in their lives.

Are you a quenching monk or a thunderstorm? Why don't you go up to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?

"Boy, I heard you right, you just want to survive the thunder tribulation?" A Soul Casting Stage monk sneered: "Don't say that you are not qualified to cross the Thunder Tribulation, even if you are qualified, with your strength, I am afraid that you will not even be able to survive the first Thunder Tribulation." ”

"I thought you had some means, but it turned out to be just gibberish." The Middle Realm monk said lightly, "But gibberish won't save you." ”

Rao is all the women of Mochizuki Gate feel that this Bai Che is suddenly so unreliable?

"That's what you're talking about?" Yi Han asked Chan Jing and the others.

"This ......" Chan Jing looked suspicious, "Bai Daoyou is not like such an unsure person, what means should he have." ”

"Hmph, I hope so." Dian said coldly.

Bai Che looked at the Middle Realm monk quietly, and did not speak, in the eyes of others, where did the Thunder Tribulation come from? At the very least, it has to be when the Great Perfection of Soul Casting moves towards the middle realm, but for Bai Che, these are not fantasy.

Since he confessed out of the Bronze Mountain, he felt a strong breath of heaven, this is the rhythm of being struck by thunder, according to his prediction, the quenching body is a thunderbolt, two sections of two, and so on, now his cultivation has broken through from the fourth stage of the quenching body to the seventh stage of the quenching body, which means that he will bear five plus six plus seven, a total of eighteen thunders, and because there is a bronze mountain in the bronze mountain to cover the heavens, now out of the bronze mountain, it is naturally locked, I am afraid that these eighteen thunders will fall together.

Just as everyone was laughing at Bai Che, the sky was suddenly overcast, and the clouds rolled and roared in the sky, as if brewing, like the breath of a catastrophe.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked, there was someone in the place who was robbing? Who is it?

In confusion, he saw the dark clouds in the sky shrouding Bai Che, as if they wanted to swallow it up.

"Could it be that this kid is really in the middle of a catastrophe?" Someone in the crowd exclaimed.

"This, this, this is simply a fantasy...... I've never heard of a precedent for a catastrophe during the quenching period......" Someone was shocked.

"Kill this kid quickly, after his catastrophe begins, there may be variables." Someone flew out and was going to kill Bai Che.

At this moment, Bai Che's brows were tightly locked, and he felt that the threat from the sky was a little strong, which had to make him wait for it.

"Boy, what the hell are you doing here?" The bronze pot asked with a smile.

"How do I know? Don't laugh, is there any way you can survive this thunderstorm? Bai Che asked, he knew that there would be this thunder tribulation, but he didn't expect that this coercion was so strong, it had exceeded his expectations, this must not be hacked to death by thunder?

"This thing has to rely on yourself, if the master makes a move, it will make this thunder more violent, and the higher your danger will be." The bronze pot yawned and said, "Don't worry, you have snatched so many storage bags, and there are a lot of magic weapons and pills in them, you can make good use of them, maybe you won't die." ”

"You kid is weird, master, I've lived for so many years, and I've never seen a guy who was struck by lightning during the quenching period, should you say that you are lucky, or that you are unlucky?" The bronze pot sighed and said secretly: "Boy, maybe you are really extraordinary, otherwise how can you wake up the master again?" ”

Hearing this, Bai Che nodded, he knew that the bronze pot was not lying, his eyes became more and more solemn, and he could feel that the first thunder would split at any time.

"Boy, take your life...... "The Soul Casting Monk has already been killed.

Bai Che's pupils shrank sharply, he couldn't dodge, and he slapped the soul casting monk alive, poof, Bai Che was injured A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his breath was sluggish. He looked at the smiling Soul Casting Monk, and a chill filled his eyes.

"Boy, today next year will be your death day." As he spoke, the Soul Forger Monk struck again, regardless of the thunder that would fall at any time, for the sake of the treasure, it was worth taking any risk.

At the last moment, a coquettish shout came, "Stop." ”

I saw Qing'er control the void beast skin and fly quickly to stop it.

"Qing'er ......" Chan Jing and the others were shocked, and if they didn't pay attention, Qing'er had already come to the vicinity of Bai Che, so all the women of the Moon Gate went one after another, and Qing'er's special status could not be lost.

"Qing'er, it's dangerous here, you go quickly!" Feeling that the thunder was about to split down at any moment, Bai Che roared loudly.

But Qing'er didn't agree, and threw out a spell and smashed it at the soul-casting monk.

"Mochizuki Gate?" The Middle Realm monk watched Qing'er fly over, and said lightly, "You want to be an enemy of us now?" ”

"I don't want to wait." At this time, Yi Han and the others also arrived, and she glanced at the middle realm monk and said, "This person is kind to my Moon Gate, so I will not stand idly by." ”

"So, you're really going to be our enemy?" The Middle Realm monk frowned slightly.

"As long as this person is allowed to survive the thunder tribulation with peace of mind and let me repay the kindness of Mochizukimen, then the rest of the matter has nothing to do with my Mochizukimen, otherwise, it will be an enemy of my Mochizukimen." The cold light flowed in the beautiful eyes of the cold people.

"Your Mochizuki Gate has fallen, and the Battle of the Hundred Gates will not exist, don't think about it and steal your life, and now you are still coming out?" The Soul Casting Monk sneered, "I'm going to kill this son, but I want to see what you can do with Mochizuki?" As he spoke, the Soul Casting Monk used his spiritual power to kill Bai Che.

Rumble......

Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell from the clouds and struck the Soul Casting Monk, who turned into ashes before he could even scream.

This shocked everyone, and the monk, who was still about to move, couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Hmph, what about promising you?" The Middle Realm monk smiled and said, "Do you think this son can survive this thunderstorm safely? ”

"It's none of my business." Yi Han said lightly. After that, she forcibly took Qing'er away.

"Boy, the thunder tribulation has begun, good luck, the master will go to avoid it first...... Phew, the master won't make it more difficult for you......" As he spoke, the bronze pot turned into a ray of light and quickly disappeared.

Bai Che: ......

The thunderclouds rolled, boom, and a thunderbolt slashed down, and in an instant it exploded into white flesh and blood.

"Your uncle, why does it hurt so much this time?" Bai Che jumped and scolded angrily.

There was no response, and he was greeted by the next thunderbolt.

......

He ...... He had already carried five thunderbolts......" Everyone was surprised again.

He ...... How many thunderbolts does he have? Someone asked.

"Xu Daoyou, when you first crossed the tribulation, how many thunderbolts did you have?" Someone asked the monk of the Middle Realm.

"Big ...... About seven ......," replied the Middle Realm monk surnamed Xu, his expression a little strange.

......

At this moment, Bai Che's body was not intact, it was all black and scorched, and his appearance was extremely miserable.

Bai Che swallowed a large handful of healing pills, pinched a large number of spirit stones to recover spiritual power, his face was solemn, he didn't care about the injury, and greeted the next thunder. This time, it was actually several thunderbolts that slashed down together, Bai Che's pupils were shocked, and he threw out a large number of magic weapons to disperse the power of the thunder.

However, when the magic weapon came into contact with the thunder, it turned into ashes, and the flying sword was broken into several pieces.

Bai Che finally summoned the bronze tripod, which was his greatest reliance, and the "tripod-shaped lightning bomb" was formed again, bombarded with several thunderbolts in the sky, and in an instant, with a loud bang, the thunder exploded, falling in all directions, and everything around it instantly ignited a raging fire.

Bai Che was exhausted, he watched the thunderclouds in the sky roll more and more violently, as if preparing an extremely powerful attack, and he knew that there were still a few thunderbolts left to fall.

"Is it true that this thief is really going to kill me?" Bai Che secretly thought to himself.

Boom, the thunder turned from silver-white to purple-red, which made Bai Che's coercion a little stronger.

Several purple-red thunderbolts descended towards Bai Che, and at this moment, Bai Che's methods had been exhausted, and the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted.

"Am I just dead?" Bai Che muttered, "No, I'm not reconciled, I just came to this world, I just set foot on this road, I just worshipped the teacher, and my life has just begun......"

I saw that the purple-red thunder instantly overwhelmed Bai Che......

"Bai Che!" Seeing this, Qing'er shouted, wanted to rush out but was restrained by the cold, and said coldly: "This thunder tribulation is too strong, this person will definitely not be able to get through, look back at the Moon Gate."

"No, it won't be......" Qing'er muttered: "How could his scourge die so easily, he will definitely be fine, Uncle Yihan, let go of me, I want to go and see, hurry, let go of me......"

"Presumptuous!" Yi said coldly: "Qing'er, you have to remember your identity, after returning to the sect, I will report to the sect master and let you break off this friendship." And how many of you take care of Qing'er? Go back and face me for half a year! ”

Hearing this, Chan Jing and the others looked bitter, but they had to nod and respond "yes".

"Bai Daoyou, I hope you have your own natural appearance." Chan quietly recited in her heart.

"Xu Daoyou, this purple red thunder tribulation...... The power is terrifying, this kid should have been bombarded to ashes. On the other side, a monk asked, "Will the treasures he found in the Zidong Secret Realm also be destroyed by this thunderstorm?" ”

"This purple red thunder tribulation is the most powerful Xu Mou has ever seen in his life, and this son will definitely not be able to survive it." The monk surnamed Xu said: "As for the treasures in the Zidong Secret Realm, they should not be so easy to destroy, when the thunderclouds disperse, go to the place where the child crossed the tribulation to find it." ”

At this moment, Bai Che was overwhelmed by the purple-red thunder, he didn't feel pain, only a burst of numbness, and in an instant, his body began to dissipate.

"I ...... Am I going to die? Bai Che gradually lost consciousness, "I'm so tired, so sleepy......"

Bai Che's body dissipated faster, just before Bai Che completely dissipated, a soft force wrapped it, Bai Che's consciousness began to recover, he opened his eyes, and saw a light blue light enveloping it, and some text symbols disappeared into Bai Che's mind.

"It's the 'Thunder Control Trick'." Bai Che looked at those words and symbols, "I see, the first meaning of this 'Thunder Control Heart Technique' is to add thunder to the body, so that the thunder can temper his body until it breaks and stands." ”

"I see." Bai Che's eyes lit up, he had not been able to comprehend the "Thunder Control Heart Technique" before, but now this thunder tribulation made him realize, "Master, have you already counted this tribulation?" Bai Che looked at the sky, bitter in his heart.

The purple-red thunder continued, but the damage caused by the thunder to Bai Che was slowly turning into a kind of power, and gradually, the thunder seemed to have become a healing elixir, recovering his injuries and replenishing the depleted spiritual power in his body.

"I seem to be able to control these thunderbolts." Bai Che felt his continuous proficiency in the "Thunder Control Heart Technique", and there was a certain connection with the purple red thunder in his body, as if as long as his heart moved, the purple red thunder would go to the place he thought in his heart.

After a moment, Bai Che's idea was confirmed.

Bai Che sat in the center of the purple red thunder, looking at the people who surrounded him, and an idea surged in his heart.