When Yu Jizi carried the fourth thunderstorm, the ink-colored robe on his body had already turned into a ragged strip of cloth, apparently breaking the protective shield on the periphery of his body.

The next three tribulation thunderbolts will directly slash at Yujizi's Tiangang Jin, whether the tribulation can be successful or not, it will be at this moment!

Li Xiaonan didn't dare to gasp, and his eyes didn't dare to blink, for fear of doing something, and at the same time, he firmly locked his divine sense on the jade machine.

Once he found that the jade machine couldn't bear it, he planned to resist the thunderstorm behind.

"Xiao Nan......" Huang Yan said softly.

"Don't worry, master, the master will be fine!" Li Xiaonan interrupted her directly.

The disciples of the Martial Soul Jue will definitely not fail so easily!

Certain!

"Xiao Nan, you said that the master ......" Zhang Hao frowned, his tone full of worry.

Li Xiaonan patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "If we all have no confidence in the master, who will have confidence in us in the future?"

As soon as his words fell, the fifth thunder finally fell, and Yu Jizi's mouth struggled to rise, his hands held up the sky, and he directly withstood the attack lightly.

If this trend continues, it is only a matter of time before the catastrophe succeeds.

"Xiao Nan, what do you think?"

Lingwu silently walked to Li Xiaonan's side, Li Xiaonan himself couldn't count how many people had called him today, most of them asked him if his master could succeed in the tribulation.

Therefore, he naturally replied: "There are still two tribulation thunders, and from the perspective of the true yuan power accumulated by the master, it only consumes two, which is enough to deal with." ”

"Xiao Nan, you underestimate the catastrophe too much......"

"Huh?" Li Xiaonan looked up at Lingwu suspiciously, only to see that his eyes were full of worry.

Could it be that the father-in-law thinks that the master will fail in the catastrophe?

"Father-in-law, there is a question that has been bothering me, what exactly is a catastrophe?"

"That's a good question. The attention of the world is only focused on whether the tribulation can be successful, and no one has ever thought about what the tribulation is, weishenme wants to cross the tribulation!"

A smile appeared in Lingwu's eyes, he pointed to the sky, and said loudly: "You little guys who haven't crossed the tribulation have listened to me, and today I, Lingwu, will come to tell you what the tribulation is!"

Everyone was shocked, and all things in heaven and earth seemed to stop in an instant, and their eyes moved from Yu Jizi's body to Lingwu's body in unison.

Li Xiaonan secretly glanced at Lingwu, and muttered in his heart: What kind of nerves does my father-in-law have!

"Cultivating the truth is the road against the sky, and the tribulation is a calamity in this road against the sky, and it is also the law of heaven and earth, only if the tribulation is successful, can you bid farewell to the mortal body and step into the fairy world!"

The laws of heaven and earth!

When Li Xiaonan heard these four words, his eyes lit up instantly.

The first contact with these four words is really the small words on the Lingtai jade bed, what is the law of heaven and earth?

Just as he was about to ask a question, Lingwu slowly raised his head and looked into the air, and the lens of his gaze was not Jade Jizi, but the black clouds behind him.

He said coldly: "And now the Heavenly Tribulation has changed...... It's just a trick played by the immortals, and the power of the shili thunder they have cultivated themselves will be much smaller, and if not......"

Li Xiaonan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he seemed to have a feeling in his heart, and immediately interrupted Lingwudao: "Father-in-law, is the Liliang of the Ninth Order Scattered Immortal much stronger than the Immortal?"

Lingwu smiled slightly, "Xiao Nan, what do you want to say?"

"Raiding thunder is actually a tool for immortals to eliminate dissent?" Li Xiaonan lowered his head in a daze, and said the suspicion in his heart in disbelief.

And the people around him were completely stunned.

"Clever, so Xiao Nan, you will definitely succeed in the tribulation!"

Li Xiaonan smiled, indeed, the group of bigwigs in the fairy world are waiting for their own Hehuan trick?

How could you let yourself be killed by a thunderbolt?

And what about the master?

The ** of the martial soul trick is also considered to be superior, but there are few successful tribulations in weishenme for so many years?

It seems that the martial soul technique is not only poor in the cultivation realm, but also has no backing in the immortal realm.

Just as Li Xiaonan was digesting this earth-shattering secret, Yu Jizi had successfully passed the sixth thunderstorm, and the smile on his face became more and more crazy.

That's a kind of self-confidence that lives with the sky!

And Li Xiaonan's heart was covered with ashes because of Lingwu's words.

"Xiao Nan, prepare, your master's seventh thunderstorm is coming!" Lingwu said suddenly, and at the same time jumped into the air.

Li Xiaonan was startled, he obviously felt the oppressive force from the ninth thunderstorm!

No wonder...... The father-in-law's expression did not relax for a moment, it turned out that he had already guessed.

Hmph, the laws of heaven and earth? I seem to understand a little bit now.

What are the laws?

To put it bluntly, it is also determined by people! It's just that this person also has high and low abilities, for example, there are immortals who are more powerful than cultivators, so they represent the law, and there must be people on the immortals!

"Boom!" There was a shocking bang, and a purple thunderbolt rushed towards the jade machine with the earth-destroying Liliang.

Oops!

Just as Yu Jizi was about to fight back, Lingwu suddenly appeared above him and blocked the thunder.

"Xiao Nan, this is a good opportunity for you to feel the laws of heaven! Why don't you go up and take a look?" Lingwu said to Li Xiaonan who also flew up with a smug smile on his lips.

"It couldn't be better!" Li Xiaonan waved his hand to summon the martial soul spirit armor, and flew into the calamity cloud with a free fan.

"Xiao Nan!"

"Boss!"

"Master!"

There were various shouts from the inner courtyard of the palace in Qingyunian.

Only Lingwu smiled very calmly and calmly, and chatted with the ragged Yu Jizi: "Your kid is lucky to accept such an apprentice!"

"The seniors are also very lucky, they found such a good son-in-law!"

"Haha! The old boy is interesting! But your thunderstorm is really weird! I don't know who your ancestor provoked, and he would bombard you with such a big thunderbolt? Even ordinary immortals can't bear it!"

"Alas...... How do I know, it's just that an outstanding cultivator like the master has also failed...... I can only resign myself to fate......" Yu Jizi's eyes showed confusion.

Yu Jizi still remembers what the master said before he was struck into ashes by a thunderbolt from Zuihou.

Heaven is going to kill my martial soul gate!

And then it was split into ashes!

Until he had carried the sixth thunderstorm just now, Yu Jizi was still full of confidence, but the power of the seventh thunderstorm was much stronger than expected.

He glanced up at the white star-dotted thunderclouds, "Xiao Nan, he's fine, right?"

"Don't worry, this kid is too lazy, only persecution will be motivated!" Lingwu smiled faintly and continued to hold the sky with one hand.

And Li Xiaonan has already flown into the clouds, and the pressure is much less than imagined.

How did the people of the fairy world control the thunder?

Could it really be that Lei Zhenzi who looks like a birdman?

A trace of purple electric light crackled around Li Xiaonan.

Li Xiaonan raised his head and looked, there was no end to the darkness.

He closed his eyes and covered his senses, and there was a feeling that he was touching the rock wall and could not be crossed.

He swept the Xiaoyao fan in his hand and said softly: "Xiaoyao, it's up to you, go!"

As soon as he said that, a white light soared upward, and Li Xiaonan, the owner of the magic weapon, could naturally sense the location of the Xiaoyao Fan.

The surroundings were still pitch black, and the Xiaoyao fan turned into a white dragon and continued to fly away, and I don't know how long it flew, and finally saw a bright light overhead.

Where is this?

"Hmm, what's that?" an old man with three straws in his head grabbed his head, and a lot of dandruff fell from the white flowers.

It has been falling into the dark clouds, turning into a little flash.

Li Xiaonan instantly turned into a toad face.

The thunder is this old man's dandruff, damn it, do you dare to cheat your father a little more!

What kind of setting is this?

The old man looked at the sudden appearance of the Xiaoyao fan, and was about to grab it with one hand, but the Xiaoyao fan flexibly dodged away, quickly moved to the head of the bad old man, and hit him on the head at once.

"Oops! Where did the bad fan come from, hit me on the head! Look how I catch you!" The old man of the straw angrily grabbed at the free fan, helpless how high can the security guard be in cultivation?

His short, thin figure kept bouncing around, but unfortunately he couldn't catch the fan.

"It seems that Xiao Nan has found the end of the thunderstorm, and the thunderstorm is about to disperse. Old boy, you just wait for the baptism of fairy spirits, I'll go down first!"

After a cup of tea, the old man finally realized that he had been tricked, and he hurriedly leaned down to the entrance of the ascending passage connecting the cultivation realm and said: "Ahhh

The Xiaoyao fan "buzzed" and flew away quickly.

Li Xiaonan smiled faintly, held the flying fan, and returned to everyone in a flash.

"Xiao Nan, how do you feel?" everyone looked at him with concern, only Lingwu said with a smile on his face.

"Father-in-law, don't tease me, okay? Alas, I thought that the catastrophe was very sacred, but I didn't think it was a bad old man who was a janitor...... But it's a reward!"

He remembered the information he heard before, the Martial Soul Jue Sect Weishenme failed to cross the tribulation, was the reason for that White Emperor?

Could it be that he has any deep hatred with the ancestor of the Martial Soul Jue?

So you want to let all the disciples and grandchildren of Wuhun Sect die without a place to be buried?

"Xiao Nan, don't be in a daze, look, your master has succeeded in crossing the catastrophe! This immortal qi is the true law of heaven and earth. ”

The true law of heaven and earth?

Li Xiaonan looked up at the jade machine bathed in white light in a daze, and his heart was full of doubts.

Three months later, Li Xiaonan pulled Huang Yan to the courtyard.

Huang Yan was a little impatient and said, "What are you doing?"

"Hehe, I'll find out in a moment!"

"It's snowing, how can it snow this season?" Huang Yan looked at the cold dots floating in the air in a daze, and when she came back to her senses, where was Li Xiaonan's shadow?

However, there was a man in white standing under the pine tree in front of him, and his long flowing hair made the back a little lonely.

"Mo Yu, okay?"

"yes, that's it!"

"Where's the concubine?"

"Hmmm......"

Li Xiaonan took a deep breath and said, "Ladies, prepare, one, two, three......"

The sound of gonghou, xiao, and xun is melodious, and even the snow in the air seems to be softer and more beautiful.

Concubine Ji moved the flesh wings behind her, and her purple lips lightly said: "The wind and rain become flowers/Time can't catch up with the white horse/The dream words of your young palm/Are you still holding on......"

Li Xiaonan said secretly: "He!"

The soft voices of the girls sang, "We said that we would not be separated / We will always be together...... Tonight and night / the grass leaves / the bright moon night sends you a thousand miles / and waits for the autumn wind to rise in the coming year. ”

After singing the song "Time to Cook the Rain", Li Xiaonan stared nervously at Yu Jizi and Huang Yan in the courtyard, who had never made any movement.

I muttered in my heart: Why hasn't there been any movement, this is what my wife and I have been carefully rehearsing for two months!