The Heavenly Tribulation was imminent, and another enemy was coming, and the situation of Luochuan Martial Saint became extremely dangerous.

But he couldn't move, and he was at a critical moment.

Born to die, he no longer cares about external objects.

In other words, he believes in Li Changqing.

Li Changqing can only say this, thank you Luochuan Wusheng for your trust.

He looked up and saw that the thunderclouds in the sky were gathered, extremely huge, covering the entire Taihang Mountains, and the dark clouds swept and thunderstormed, like the end of the world.

From a distance, it seemed as if a big hole had been pierced in the sky, and the water of the river and the surging thunder all fell.

Boom Boom!

Thunderstorms, lapping in the Taihang Mountains.

The electrodes were raging, causing Li Changqing's Yuan Shen power to be unable to spread out, even if his Yuan Shen experienced night and day tours, but the Yuan Shen was already afraid of thunder.

Now that he is in the Thunder Tribulation again, Li Changqing's Yuan Shen is confined to death, and he can't leave his body at all.

He can only rely on his eyes.

But now the world is dark, and only when lightning strikes, there will be a brief period of light.

In this short period of light, Li Changqing suddenly saw that a figure took advantage of the darkness and touched a close place, holding a sharp blade, to assassinate Luochuan Martial Saint.

This is a literati dressed as a celestial man, under the light of lightning, with a hideous face and resentful eyes, he is a celestial man who escaped from the Zhang family, and has always wanted to take revenge.

In that battle, the top masters of several major families were slaughtered by Li Changqing with a sword, and Luochuan Wusheng also took the opportunity to destroy all these family gates and take their Xuan Realm for his own use.

Some people from several major families escaped, secretly mixing with people who were dissatisfied with Daning, waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.

"Luochuan Wusheng, you destroyed my Zhang family, and now I have finally found a chance." This person looked at Luochuan Martial Saint, who had turned into a corpse, a happy smile appeared on his face, his toes were a little, his body shot fiercely, and the long sword was in his hand, he wanted to finish off Luochuan Martial Saint with his own hands.

Although they didn't know what Luochuan Martial Saint was doing, although they looked at Luochuan Martial Saint as if he was dead, they didn't believe that Luochuan Martial Saint, who hid in the Taihang Mountains, would be looking for death.

There must be some plan.

Although I don't know, it doesn't matter, as long as you kill Luochuan Martial Saint, then any of your plans will fail.

It's close!

It's really close.

The celestial people who escaped from the Zhang family were extremely happy, and he was about to avenge the relatives and descendants in the family.

"Kill Luochuan Wusheng, disturb Daning, recapture the Xuan Realm, and revitalize my Zhang family, at that time, I will be the head of the Zhang family, and I may not be able to become an immortal in the future." This person thought of a beautiful blueprint for the future at this moment.

But he didn't know that not far from him, Li Changqing, who was dressed in white, looked at him coldly.

He is the protector of Luochuan Martial Saint, how can he let Luochuan Martial Saint have an accident?

Li Changqing raised his hand, and behind his back, an ink book slowly opened.

Page 1, The Way of the Rain!

Li Changqing can't remember how many years he hasn't opened the [History Book of Years].

The Tao he has realized over the years has been used to nourish the seeds of the world, and he has not continued to write the [History Book of Years], and he has no enemies, so naturally he does not need to activate the [History Book of Years].

At this moment, the sky was thundering, and the storm covered the Taihang Mountains.

At this moment, Li Changqing showed the first way he had comprehended many years ago.

The way of the rain!

On a rainy night, this trick will become very powerful when used.

A drop of rain fell from the sky, as if it had life, and fell in front of the Zhang family.

Zhang Jiatianren didn't care at all.

It's raining and storming in the entire Taihang Mountains, who cares about a drop of rain?

And he has a protective body, and the wind and rain can't get close.

He only had Luochuan Martial Saint in his eyes.

It only takes two seconds for him to kill Luochuan Martial Saint and avenge his family.

He didn't notice that the rain had broken through his protective qi and reached the center of his brow.

A second later, the rain stuck to the center of Zhang Jiatianren's eyebrows.

Boom!!!

Zhang Jiatian was like being struck by lightning, the whole person was irreversible, and he fell fiercely, as if he was smashed on the door of his head by an uncircumvented mountain, dizzy, and dizzy, and his mind was directly smashed to pieces.

Zhang Jiatian died.

Half of his head was smashed.

He was only one second away from Luochuan Martial Saint.

But at this second, he couldn't cross it for the rest of his life.

Half of the Zhang family's head was shattered, and the other half of the head was at the last moment, when lightning and thunder roared, he saw Li Changqing dressed in white.

The young man in white, standing proudly, his surroundings are elegant, between the mountains, in the thunder, guarding the Luochuan Martial Saint.

Like immortals descending, like gods in the world.

"He is the mysterious and powerful celestial man of Daning......" The last thought of the Zhang family celestial flashed through this.

The death of the Zhang family couldn't attract Li Changqing's attention at all, and when the rain was cut out, he would know the result, just a celestial, Li Changqing wouldn't take a second look at it now.

He has more important things to do.

Rumble!

When the Zhang family Tianren took a last look at Li Changqing, the long-accumulated thunder tribulation slashed down.

Pointing directly at Luochuan Martial Saint.

Li Changqing immediately flew into the sky and opened his way, and the [History Book of Years] engraved in ink behind him also burst into light, directly confronting this heavenly thunder.

Huge lightning bolts tore through the void in an instant, and a thick arc of lightning thundered down from the cloudy, thunderous sky. Dozens, hundreds, and frenzied slashes.

Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!

At this moment, thunder roared, lightning flashed, and the air was a scene of the coming of the apocalypse.

That day, some of the thunder was furious, some were like purple giant swords, and some were like white jade pillars, bombarding indiscriminately between heaven and earth, thunder and light everywhere, huge arcs of electricity everywhere, rolling thunder and rumbling deafening.

Now within a radius of thousands of feet, every inch of space is thunder and lightning.

Li Changqing bore the brunt of it, and he couldn't retreat yet.

At this moment, the benefits of the Protoss Body Forging Exercise, which he had been diligent in his daily life, were finally revealed.

More than ten years ago, Li Changqing changed the [God Clan Body Forging Technique] of the Protoss, and over the years, he has not stopped for a day, and he doesn't know how strong his body is at this moment.

It just so happened that the thunderbolt came to test.

Li Changqing resisted the thunder with his body, and the thick purple thunder was like a giant sword, slashing at Li Changqing's body, with a sonorous sound, echoing in the heavens and the earth, the purple thunder smashed Li Changqing's clothes, but did not hurt the body.

The purple giant sword was directly shattered by Li Changqing's body, and the lightning surrounded Li Changqing, setting him off like a thunder lord.

It's just that Li Changqing's clothes turned directly into powder.

But fortunately, the [History Book of Years] behind him was pasted over, wrapped around Li Changqing's body, and turned into a black and white intertwined dress, full of Taoism and reason.

Wearing the ink lightly and elegantly on his body, Li Changqing didn't have to worry about being looked at, and his eyes looked at the flickering thunder.

Now that he knows the strength of his physical body, he is no longer passive, but chooses to take the initiative.