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Zhou An put away the wooden sword and stood alone and waited. It was dusk, and Nirvana had already gotten up to say goodbye. The old man with yellow teeth was not very interested, but stared nervously at Jiang Gui, who was still in the stable realm.

An hour later, Zhou An saw that Jiang Gui still didn't mean to wake up. Preparing to leave, if it is thought that he is deliberately trying to disturb this son's cultivation, it will not be good to make a joke.

When Zhou An just walked to the door, Wuxiang looked at the sky with a solemn expression. At this time, the moon and stars were scarce, and a cloud of black quickly became larger, and the sky was already covered in a few breaths.

There was a faint lightning and thunder, and for a while, a three-rank martial arts master flew out from all over Xuanwu City. In just half an hour, the entire Xuanwu City has been placed under martial law.

"Is this a thunderstorm that happens once every five hundred years? This kind of power is really something that mortals can survive!" Zhou An asked softly

Wuxiang felt the uneasiness of the entire Xuanwu City, and the time was weak and wanted to become stronger. If you are strong, you want immortality, the martial arts of the human race, the Kunlun immortal arts, and the demon law of the demon race. In the final analysis, it's all the law of immortality.

There are only two types of true immortals in the world, the gods in the heavens and the ghosts in the dead world. The creatures on the Continent of Gods and Demons almost just want to live like the Protoss.

But the aura of heaven and earth is limited, so the Protoss was just a long time ago. After the test was lowered in the Gods and Demons Continent, the third formation of the Protoss 'Earth Net' was established in order to control the number of living beings over five hundred years.

What's even more terrifying is that even after the first time. The next time it will be stronger, and there will always be a limit to the living soul. If you can't go any further, you will die under the thunderstorm.

"If you want to escape the thunder tribulation, you must at least have the strength of a half-saint in the human race. I just don't know how strong this creature under the thunder tribulation will be!" Wuxiang explained

Under the black, over Xuanwu City. An old man walks slowly with a bone cane, like an old man's daily walk.

With just one glance, Zhou An knew that the old man had little chance of getting over. Because the old man is too old, and his blood is exhausted. Neither physically nor mentally, can compare to their golden years.

The rickety old man with yellow teeth turned into a fright and flew into the sky. Carrying a white jade tripod with three legs and two ears on his shoulder.

"Third grandfather, this is the holy soldier of the clan. Yes, to help you withstand a thunderstorm. The rickety old man said with a weeping

An old man standing in mid-air with a bone cane. slapped the yellow-toothed old man back with a palm and smiled. The wrinkles on his face are thick, and his body is quite straight.

"Even if I live another 500 years, I won't be able to reach the Holy Realm. Why waste the essence of the holy soldiers, after Xiao Qi and I die, I will sprinkle my bones in ginger water. The old man said softly

Zhou An released his perception and noticed that there were two old men standing in the air in each of the four sides of Xuanwu City. It turned out to be a first-class martial artist, staring around with solemn eyes.

The yellow-toothed old man stood on the ground and wept loudly, like a child. I had to nod desperately and look at the old man in the sky.

"This is the second tribulation of the Terrans, you have to watch carefully. Maybe we'll meet you later. Wuxiang whispered

Zhou An sat down cross-legged and used his soul power to perceive the subtle changes in the Heavenly Tribulation. The old man of the bone staff did not dispel Zhou An's soul power, but only frowned slightly.

Boom, it began to rain heavily. The lightning began to rage, shining frighteningly.

The first thunderstorm fell straight from the sky, just as everyone imagined. Although it is only the thickness of an arm, it attracts everyone's attention as soon as it appears.

When the silver lightning struck, the old man with the bone staff did not move. The thunder and lightning slashed accurately on his body, which made Zhou An speechless for a while. The old man didn't even react at all, and just took the i with his physique.

So under the surprised gaze of everyone, the old man stood in the void and did not move. After practicing the nine heavenly thunders, his expression was as usual. Even his breath did not change, and Zhou An secretly scolded a pervert.

After the tenth thunder tribulation, the old man began to move. Make a fist with your right hand and punch it out. The entire rain curtain flew upside down, hitting the thunderstorm at once.

The calamity in the sky seemed to have a spirit, and seventeen lightning bolts were sent out one after another. The lightning met in mid-air and turned into a unicorn the size of ten zhang.

"This old guy who has suffered from the Thunder Tribulation Spirit, some of them have suffered!" Wuxiang said with a smile

"Haha, I'm good, I, Jiang Jiuyou, I've always wanted to be able to meet this form of Heavenly Tribulation for a while!"

The bone staff in the old man's hand was thrown and his robe was torn off. He wears an animal skin and has mysterious runes on his arms.

The Kirin stood in the void and opened its huge mouth. An arm-thick pillar of thunder and lightning appeared, and the old man slapped the pillar of light into the sky with a fierce palm.

The calamity of heaven is dark and uncertain. It was as if he had been hit by lightning, and his breath dropped rapidly.

Wuxiang frowned slightly, this old man has been provoking Lei Zheng. I'm really not afraid, if there is an accident, is it bent on death or has other plans.

"Overlord Fist First Style"

The old man's momentum was like a rainbow and he punched the unicorn and laughed for a while.

Zhou An was a little puzzled, the old man's momentum and strength had not been exerted much. has successfully suppressed the old man, how can he explain the future.

In the end, the unicorn was hit by the old man with nine punches in a row. A wail dissipated in the sky, and Zhou An's blood boiled when he saw it.

A third of the calamity in the sky had disappeared, and the old man with yellow teeth had a happy face.

"It's a humanoid thunderstorm, this person's luck is too bad!" Wuxiang said softly

Zhou An didn't interject, because he clearly perceived it. Twenty-seven bolts of lightning shot out one after another, forming a thunderbolt in mid-air.

The big man is the size of a zhang, and when he comes to the old man, it is a crisp punch.

It turned out to be the same punch as the old man, and after each side hit a punch, they immediately opened up the distance.

"Overlord Fist Seventh Style"

The fist of the old man of the Jiang clan danced rapidly. It's just that the angle and strength of the strong man next to him are exactly the same, and the two lose again again.

Zhou An speculated what the consequences would be if he was in the battle, but he was only half of the deduction. I found myself killed by two people, and there was no possibility of escape.

The battle in the sky affected the entire Xuanwu capital. Spies from all sides in the shadows watched the battle with the help of various methods.

An hour later, the old man defeated the thunderbolt man with great difficulty. It's just that he was a little embarrassed, looking at the sky for the first time, he showed a solemn look.

Only a third of the darkness in the sky remained, and there was a burst of sparkle in the thunder. It's just that there is no anomaly transmission, as if the thunder tribulation is resting.

Zhou An carefully observed the changes in the thunder tribulation, and suddenly the tribulation turned into a phantom. Eight feet tall with a blurred face.

The phantom glanced at Zhou An, and Zhou An, who was meditating cross-legged, seemed to have been struck by lightning. The soul automatically returned to the soul sea, and a faint smell of blood came out of his mouth.

"A Thousand Tribulation Staff, Explosion"

The moment the lightning phantom appeared, the old man looked horrified. Throw the bone staff and recite a mysterious incantation.

In the sky, a small sun appeared. Xuanwu City's Protector Formation activated, and Zhou An, who was sitting on the ground, felt a little shocked.

The half-saint soldier just blew himself up. It's really worthy of the Jiang family, and sure enough, the wealth is rough and looks like the i Qingguang Blade can be sold for a good price.