Originally, there were the Supreme Ruthless Sword Formation and the Path of Love as trump cards.
When facing the eleventh thunder, he can decide according to the situation.
If the power was not as great as expected, he was prepared to bear it with his own body.
In this way, the two trump cards will meet the last two thunders, and the opportunity still exists.
He told Du Qirui that he had more than 30% chance of winning, which was not a big deal at all.
But now, the guardian of the law intervened, allowing him to use the Supreme Ruthless Sword Formation in advance.
It was Su Xinglan's helplessness that he did it as a last resort.
Helpless, but not regretful.
As for the luck of Kunlun's main peak, Su Xinglan has no intention of using this unique peak of luck.
Du Qirui didn't understand the connection between earth soul and luck, but he knew it clearly.
Once Kunlun's luck dries up, the soul of the earth will be destroyed.
Like a lively fish out of water and exposed to the scorching sun.
Death is a matter of time.
Even if Suning and his wife each have two fortunes, Kunlun will still cease to exist due to the lack of earth soul movement.
The two have long been firmly tied together.
Su Xinglan regards Kunlun as his home, and he has too many beautiful memories here.
It was impossible and unwilling for him to destroy his own home and the holy land jointly maintained by tens of thousands of Kunlun disciples in order to save his life.
He is so selfish like that.
Going against your original intention will lead to a lifetime of deep guilt and self-blame.
That kind of pain was no less painful to him than the thunder and punishment of heaven.
"boom."
Just as he was feeling sentimental, the third thunder tribulation fell with great force.
Then the fourth, fifth, sixth...
In just ten minutes, ten thunder tribulations passed.
The Third Peak Square was in a mess, and Su Xinglan was half-kneeling on the ground holding the Taixuan Sword.
His hand was wrapped in shocking bright red.
From his fingers to his arms, there was blood.
The faces were horribly pale, and some looked weak and sickly.
The body swayed, trying hard to stand up.
"Wow."
What responded to him was the strong smell of blood that could no longer be swallowed in his throat.
It spurted out in a big mouth and spread all over the chest along the chin.
"Little junior brother."
Du Qirui, with tears in his eyes, rolled and crawled towards the third peak, helped Su Xinglan up and said, "I'll come, and my second senior brother will carry it for you."
"You go to rest and heal."
"I can do it, I can definitely do it."
Su Xinglan smiled bitterly and said: "If Lei Jie can find someone to replace him, what kind of proof of heaven is it?"
"Unless I die, it's useless for anyone to come."
"Elder brother..."
"Oh, help me tell him that I did blame him for what happened back then."
"Of course, I have blamed you before."
"But those were the most painful days for me. I was in a state of confusion due to Baiyou's death."
"You guys, don't blame me."
Du Qirui burst into tears and said: "I don't complain, I have never complained."
"Second Senior Brother, I'm sorry for you. I shouldn't have had a drink with you that night."
"If Senior Brother is a sinner, I am an out-and-out accomplice."
"This incident is a pimple that I can't get rid of. Every time I think about it, it hurts so much that I can't breathe."
"I'm ashamed of you, I'm ashamed of Junior Sister Baiyou."
Su Xinglan smiled, with a relieved smile on his face.
"After I die, the third peak will be left to Suning."
"With him helping Ling Yatou, Kunlun's status in Liumai will not change."
"Pei Chuan is kind-hearted, but he is a bit weak in character and is too playful."
"You are his master, don't indulge him blindly."
"He is different from Ling Yatou. He is typically useless if you don't fight."
"Qinghe..."
Before he finished speaking, the eleventh thunder calamity took shape.
Su Xinglan pushed Du Qirui away and yelled: "Let's go."
