"Don't be impatient, just wait. At the door of the secret room, a tall man dressed in a cyan python robe and cyan cloud boots leaned against the door frame, obscure.

The man's deep voice, the tone of the beak that could not be ignored, heard in the ears, made people unconsciously want to surrender.

As soon as these words came out, the air was already in a secret room with low atmospheric pressure, and the air seemed to be stagnant.

Lin Xi clenched his fist at his side suddenly, and his face changed slightly.

This man in green shirt is the first disciple of Luohua Sect, Liu Xuan.

When Lin Wanxi heard this voice, it was as if she had pressed the pause button, and she didn't dare to say anything more.

I saw her take a step to the side, widened the distance between her and Lin Xi, and silently approached Su Ran in the corner.

As Lin Xi's third apprentice, Su Ran has an abnormal status outside, but at this time, in order to reduce his sense of existence, he can't wait to disappear directly in this secret room.

Lin Wanxi's approach did not make him feel the slightest excitement, but instead stuck to the wall even harder.

His movements were so obvious, how could Lin Wanxi not know, and glared at him several times with a depressed face.

Su Ran didn't bother to take care of her, craned his neck, and continued to look into the void.

At this moment, the situation in the void suddenly changed, and the thunder tribulation that should have dissipated was condensed again.

"This is?" Looking at the sky in the distance, Su Ran was excited with a hint of envy.

Lin Wanxi's eyes widened, her hands tightly covered her mouth, and her beautiful eyes were full of worry.

Lin Xi's expression was indifferent, as if he had expected this situation for a long time.

Liu Xuan smiled slightly, without squeaking.

As we all know, the thunder tribulation of the Yuan Infant Monk can be roughly divided into three types

The first is the Mine Tribulation, also known as the Twenty-Nine Thunder Tribulation, and as the name suggests, the number of Thunder Tribulation is a fixed eighteen paths.

The Thunder Tribulation is ordinary, the power is weak, and it is also the best kind of Thunder Tribulation to experience.

In this kind of thunderstorm, the monk has the best chance of survival, but again, even if the advancement is successful, the benefit can be obtained is the smallest.

The second is the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, which is subdivided into two kinds, one is the number of thirty-nine, the small heavenly thunder of twenty-seven thunder tribulations, and the other is the number of forty-nine, the big heavenly thunder of the full thirty-six thunder tribulations.

The greater the number of thunderstorms, the greater the power, and the more difficult it is for the monks to survive the thunderstorms safely.

However, this kind of Heavenly Thunder Tribulation is not something that any monk can trigger, and those who are not with great luck, great perseverance, and great ability cannot see it.

Because only such monks can snatch the outrageous odds of survival through the thunderstorm.

Although there is only a quantitative difference between the Mine Tribulation and the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation, don't underestimate this increase in quantity, the power that has really accumulated is enough to destroy the world and make a radius of thousands of miles without a single crop.

If the first wave of thunder tribulation was only as thick as a hair, then the power of these thirty-sixth thunder tribulations was enough to compare to a pavilion and attic.

Imagine how a monk could easily hold on to his hair, and how could he resist this huge pavilion.

Therefore, all those who can survive this kind of thunderstorm are all geniuses who are one in a million, and the most unfortunate will eventually become a powerful monk.

The last kind of thunder tribulation is more mysterious, everyone only knows that it is called the divine thunder tribulation, or the death thunder tribulation, but its habits and classification can only be known from the classics left by the ancient monks.

For tens of thousands of years, there has not been a single case in the cultivation realm.

I only know that there is no difference between strength and weakness, and it is extremely strong almost from the first thunder tribulation.

It doesn't give the monk a chance to breathe at all, and once it is opened, it is overwhelming and dense.

And how many waves there are, and whether the survival rate is large, is unknown。。。。。。

After the scene just now, it is obvious that the man is not facing the Twenty-Nine Thunder Tribulation.

Just when everyone was thinking about their hearts, the sky, which was not very bright, seemed to have been knocked over by someone, and it started from all sides and quickly gathered in the middle.

After a few breaths, black filled the sky, and the sky was as black as ink, and there was no trace of light.

The expressions of several people in the secret room also became solemn.

On the contrary, the man in the center of the catastrophe had a calm expression, and there was no anxiety on his face.

This person is Lin Xi's second apprentice, Mo Chen.

Judging from his appearance, Lin Xi is already the best in the world, but compared with Mo Chen, he is still inferior, and he really deserves to be the most beautiful man in the cultivation world, the fat in the eyes of all fairies.

This little change outside did not affect the thunder tribulation on the other side, and in an instant, a thunder tribulation as thick as a baby's arm fell from the sky and headed towards Mo Chen in the center.

Lin Wanxi bit her lower lip, crossed her hands and put them on her chest, held her breath nervously, her beautiful eyes did not blink, staring at the thunder tribulation in front of her, and her heart was like a heat wave rolling, and she unconsciously sweated for him.

And all of this is because Mo Chen in it is the person she has been thinking about for five hundred years and can't.

Seeing that the thunder tribulation was coming, Mo Chen calmly opened the body protection technique, reached out and wiped it on the storage ring, and a slight light flashed.

A set of emerald green purple and gold bamboo pattern tea sets quickly appeared in front of him.

Everyone saw him gently pick up the teapot and pour it into the cup, and a burst of rich tea fragrance followed suit.

Looking at the thunder tribulation in the sky, Mo Chen slowly picked up a teacup closest to his body, and threw it up cleanly.

There was a soft "click", the cup shattered, and a cyan dragon flew out of it, crashing head-on into the Thunder Tribulation.

After a loud "boom", no more, no less, the thunder tribulation and the tea dissipated at the same time.

"Stinky boy. Looking at the picture in front of him, the corners of Lin Xi's mouth hooked, and he scolded unconsciously.

Mo Chen is worthy of being a talented person, only three or two hundred years of hard work, and his mastery of spiritual tea can reach such a proficient level, and his eyes are extremely sharp, and the tea and quality used are not much, not a lot.

It's really impressive.

As soon as he sighed, a faint sigh came from behind him.

Lin Xi's body stiffened, his brows frowned slightly, and then a trace of irritability and entanglement flashed in his eyes, feeling the pinprick-like eyes behind him, he suppressed the knot in his chest, took a deep breath, tried to stay calm, and looked ahead.

After doing this again and again, in the blink of an eye, three waves of thunder tribulation passed, Mo Chen's expression was free, and there was no trace of injury on his body.

is still the same as always, the wind is light and the clouds are so light that it seems to be an immortal who does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Mo Chen's chic shocked Lin Wanxi fiercely, making her look relieved, and her admiration was beyond words.

The spiritual tea was empty in an instant, just when everyone thought that the remaining thunder tribulation would still be resisted with spiritual tea.

Mo Chen's expression was relieved, he looked at the direction of everyone and smiled slightly, then shook his sleeves, and a series of six treasures flew out of his sleeves, slowly moving around him.