"Tian Tribulation? Brother Ba, does it take a Tianma to rise to the next stage?" Liu Wentian said, lying on Bachang's shoulders and the two of them were already very close at this time!
"Of course, it's just that low-level heavenly tribulation is easier to avoid. Iron raises copper, as long as one thunder is avoided, copper produces silver, three thunders, silver produces gold, gold raises seven thunders, and drills rise to gods
Nine ways, the Emperor Shensheng would be even more amazing. You have to avoid the eighteen thunders!" Bachang and Liu Wentian hugged their shoulders, looking like good brothers
"Uh, what is heavenly thunder? Is it the thunder shot from the sky?" Liu Wentian said in confusion.
"You boy! Are you not the fourth stage of copper level now? You haven't seen it when iron was lifting copper?" Ba Chang said comfortably with a puff of smoke and said.
"Uh, I've seen it, how could I never see it! I just forgot it for a while! Haha, why don't you tell me again, Brother Ba!" As he said that, Liu Wentian took out another cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to me.
Bachang said
"It's easy to say! It's easy to say!" Bachang took the cigarette with a smile and continued to light it. Liu Wentian next to him was so distressed!
"This sky thunder is different from ordinary thunder and lightning. It is a purple thunder. When you are about to break through the next stage, the sky thunder will appear. Only by avoiding it, you can escape this disaster smoothly.
Up to the next stage! Don’t underestimate this purple thunder. From now on, more than half of the warriors have died in its hands! This purple thunder just wipes the body a little bit, and the warriors they are touched
It will be wiped out!" Bachang held two cigarettes in his mouth. Although his expression was serious, Liu Wentian still wanted to laugh when he saw it.
"Brother Ba, didn't you say you were going to be promoted to Emperor Wu? When are you going to start?" Liu Wentian asked with a smile.
"Bah! It's just tonight!" Bachang said with a sharp look at the sky without looking at the cloudless sky with his eyes spitting out of his mouth.
"Tonight???Brother Ba, then can I feast my eyes and witness the birth of a new Martial Emperor?" Liu Wentian said to Ba happily and said to him.
"Haha, if you don't want to die, you can stay and see you enough! As long as you are sure not to be hit by the sky thunder!" Bachang stood up and said with a smile.
"Uh, didn't he just chop you? What does it have to do with me?" Liu Wentian said in a daze.
"Haha, you don't know this. Although it is the thunder that I attract, it will be slashed whenever I see it! I will not be able to protect myself at that time, and no one will save you!" Bachang patted Liu Wentian's
Shoulder, chuckled
"Okay! Brother Ba! I wish you escape from the thunder and be promoted to the Martial Emperor in one fell swoop!" Liu Wentian felt that Bachang was still good and worthy of deep communication.
"Well, by the way, where is your friend? Why haven't you come back yet?" Ba Chang said as he looked around and said
"Damn, I almost forgot my wife! Huh? Where did she go!?" Liu Wentian looked around. At this time, Murong Jiaer's figure was still there.
"Let's go! I'm fine anyway, I'll go find you! Who asked you to give me so many good things?" Bachang patted Liu Wentian's shoulder and said with a smile.
Liu Wentian nodded gratefully, and then began to search around under the leadership of Bachang.
The two of them kept finding the sun and were about to set, but they still couldn't find Murong Jiaer's figure. Liu Wentian, who was calm by nature, couldn't help but start to worry at this time.
"Let's go! Go to Grandma Long's place to have a look!" Ba Chang patted Liu Wentian on the shoulder and signaled him not to worry.
"Who is Grandma Long?" Liu Wentian asked in confusion.
"Grandma Long is the master of the Death Forest. She is older than me, but she is a little introverted. After that, don't talk nonsense." Bachang ordered Liu Wentian as she walked.
Liu Wentian nodded and stopped talking. He followed Bachang like a step forward. After a while, Bachang took Liu Wentian to a thatched hut.
"Grandma Long! Xiaoba is here to see you!" Ba Singing at the door of the thatched hut but didn't go in. He stood politely at the door and said to it in and said to him.
"Well! Xiaoba! Are you here? Come in with that child!" A voice that seemed to have been going through thousands of years sounded in the thatched hut. Liu Wentian couldn't help but feel trembling when he heard this voice, "Is this the voice of a living person? Is this the sound of a living person?
?” This is the only thought in Liu Wentian’s mind at this time!
"Little kid! Can dead people make sounds?" At this time, a majestic sound came from the thatched hut. Even through a door, Liu Wentian felt a faint pressure, which made him unable to raise his head.
"Grandpa Long please forgive me. My child is not well-informed and is still a rookie! Please don't make things difficult for me anymore!" Bachang bent down slightly and said respectfully.
At this time, Liu Wentian's head was so suppressed by Grandma Long that he couldn't even lift up. He was sweating from his face and kept sliding down to the ground, but Liu Wentian still gritted his teeth and held on his feet.
"Haha, haha, what a tenacious kid! Forget it, come in!" Grandma Long's voice was not very nice, and she was also creepy when she smiled.
Just as Grandma Long finished her words, Liu Wentian felt the pressure disappear without a trace. He stopped holding on and sat on the ground, gasping for breath
"Get up! You boy!" After Bachang helped Liu Wentian up, he glared at him and said, "
Liu Wentian knew that he was in the wrong, and didn't say anything, so he followed Bachang in.
"Jia'er! Why are you here?" After Liu Wentian walked into the house, he saw Murong Jia'er sitting by the bed at a glance.
"Hehe, husband! I just picked flowers and met a big tiger. Grandma Long saved me!" Murong Jiaer said with her arms around Grandma Long and said
At this time, Liu Wentian saw Grandma Long sitting in Murong Jiaer. Unexpectedly, although Grandma Long's voice was old and ugly, she had an extremely beautiful face. If it weren't for the white hair, no one would have thought that this would be even better than Bachang.
Big old man
"Boy! You must not be unreasonable to Grandma Long!" Bachang saw Liu Wentian staring at Grandma Long stupidly, and couldn't help but remind him.
"Ahem, it's okay, it's okay! Xiaoba! What's wrong with me today? Are you planning to survive the heavenly tribulation tonight? Why don't you prepare?" Although Grandma Long's voice was ugly, she could hear it.
I'm still very concerned about Bachang
"Reply to Grandma Long's words! Xiaoba is here to accompany Xiaotian to find his friends! He disturbed Grandma Long's practice, and I hope Grandma Long will forgive him!" Bachang said respectfully.
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay, are you here to find this little girl!?" Grandma Long kindly touched Murong Jiaer's head and said, "