Hearing Shan Biqin's words, the old man behind her had a look of worry flashing in his eyes, and then, this look turned into a look of tenderness that had been hidden deep in his heart for many years.
"I don't like the fights between big families, but if you say it, I will do it!"
The old man's rickety body was like a curved bamboo spring, so tall that no one dared to look directly at it.
The old man glanced around with a pair of tiger eyes, then retreated from the crowd, and then disappeared behind Shan Biqin.
Just when the old man disappeared, Qin Lang was still standing on the beacon tower. He was covered in golden light, and the seven floating elixirs in his body created circles of golden light.
"I didn't expect that such a battle would actually make the real elixir in my body improve a lot. It seems that I can still fight like this a few more times! That Ren Wuji just received a punch, he should not be dead yet. He went
Where?"
Qin Lang's consciousness spread out and he soon found the existence deep in the jungle that still had the breath of life.
"Has there been a change?"
Qin Lang looked in the direction of Ren Wuji and murmured softly.
"boom……"
A golden light suddenly rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky.
As the golden light rushed into the sky, a thick dark cloud slowly drifted over. The dark cloud was not big and only covered a small area. There was lightning and thunder in the dark cloud.
There were dark clouds, lightning and thunder, but the sun was rising all around, forming a strange landscape.
"Oh my god, look, what is that?"
"The golden light reaches the sky! A miracle?"
"It seems to be the position where Patriarch Wuji fell just now."
One of the warriors shouted with great excitement: "Thunder Tribulation, that is Thunder Tribulation! The golden light reaches the sky and triggers the Thunder Tribulation. This is a sign that you are about to become a god!"
"Ancestor Wuji is going to become a god!"
"I knew that Ancestor Wuji couldn't die so easily!"
Countless people shouted excitedly.
Everyone was so excited that they couldn't help themselves, and they all saw the surprise in each other's eyes.
Shan Biqin paused the crutch in her hand and shouted excitedly: "Okay, okay, our Ren family has really become a god-level family this time!"
'Boom...'
'Click...'
In the dark clouds, a thick bolt of lightning struck down in the sky, writing a zigzag in the air.
On the ground, an ancient tree several meters thick exploded under the lightning!
Countless wood chips were flying, and lightning rushed into the ground, flashing like a snake and making a "sizzling" sound, jumping in all directions.
On the ground, small animals such as earthworms, mice, cockroaches, centipedes, and toads all ran outward like crazy. However, they could not move at the speed of lightning. If they were jumped by lightning, they would all turn over in the end.
Nine thunders in the sky, overcoming the tribulation and becoming a god!
Even the most ordinary immortal cultivator has to survive nine thunder tribulations before he can become a god.
The nine thunder tribulations became more powerful as they went back. It can be said that Ren Wuji had great luck. He was struck by Qin Lang and landed just below the towering tree.
This first bolt of lightning directly blew the towering tree into powder. The remaining lightning might be very powerful to others, but to Ren Wuji, who has the cultivation level of a god-level powerhouse, it is just a scratch.
Itchy in general.
'Click...'
Just as the first bolt of lightning dissipated, the second bolt of lightning struck in the sky again.
This time, there was no big tree to help Ren Wuji resist the thunder.
At this time, Ren Wuji was in an extremely miserable condition on the ground. The fragments of dragon scales all over his body were stuck on his body, and blood was everywhere on the ground. It could be said that he was extremely weak.
"Thunder Tribulation! The Thunder Tribulation actually came. I thought that I had survived the Thunder Tribulation after bathing in the ice field thunderstorm for several years. I didn't expect that the Thunder Tribulation mentioned in ancient books was such a disaster.
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"There are nine ways of thunder. With my current physical condition, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on to three of them, but the first one has passed. I only need to hold on to eight more ways!"
Ren Wuji raised his head and glanced at the dark clouds above his head, and a violent aura emanated from his body!
'Click...'
The second sky thunder volleyed down again. This time, this sky thunder carried an aura of destruction, which was more than twice as brutal as the first sky thunder!
"Raging Dragon Fist!"
Ancestor Wuji raised his head to look at the streak of lightning, clasping his hands into fists, forming a huge dragon head, and rushed towards the lightning strike that day.
'Click...'
This second sky thunder hit the fist of Ancestor Wuji accurately this time, and immediately exploded the dragon head that had just condensed into pieces. The huge thunder and lightning blasted Ancestor Wuji into a piece of charred carbon ash.
Normally, the lightning struck the ground and dissipated again.
Within a radius of tens of meters, there was a piece of scorched earth, and countless underground creatures were blown out by the thunder.
Ancestor Wuji fell to the ground, his hair and eyebrows were all blown away by lightning, his whole body was pitch black, and only two mung bean eyes were left that were constantly rotating.
‘Rumble…’
In the sky, thunder and lightning flashed again among the dark clouds.
Ancestor Wuji gave a bitter smile: "There are still seven paths, but I can't even hit the second Raging Dragon Fist. It's hard to become a god, and it's hard to reach the sky. Since ancient times, I don't know how many god-level powerful people have died in thunder tribulations. I can't
After taking this step, it seems I can’t get over this hurdle today!”
Just when the third thunderstorm was brewing, outside Badaling, a middle-aged man wearing a snow-white long-distance running suit, with equally snow-white hair and a strange shape, appeared.
He clasped his hands behind his back and walked along the path beside the road like a leisurely stroll. It seemed very slow, but in the blink of an eye he came to the tree where the thunderstorm had just occurred, and stopped to look at Ren Wuji.
At this time, in this scorched earth that had just experienced a thunderstorm, Qin Lang stood on the beacon tower, Wuji Ancestor stood on the ground, and the man in white clothes and white hair stood aside with his hands behind his back.
Ancestor Wuji raised his eyelids when that person arrived: "Ancestor of the Bai family, Bai Ruohan, you are here!"
Bai Ruohan looked at the dark clouds in the sky with his hands behind his hands. His deep eyes looked directly through the sawdust and leaves flying in the sky until he saw Qin Lang standing with his hands behind his hands.
"Qin Changkong?"
There was a smile on Bai Ruohan's lips, and her body slowly floated up, spiraling up like a fallen leaf, and landed on the beacon tower!
"Holy shit, look, who is that guy with white hair and white clothes?"
"How can such weirdos still exist these days? The clothes are so different."
As soon as the man finished speaking, he received a slap on the face and his whole body was knocked away.
That man was also a descendant of a first- and second-rate family in Kyoto. His surname was Yuan, and his name was Yuan Tianhua.
After being slapped, Yuan Tianhua covered his face and jumped up, about to get angry, but found that the person who hit him was Bai Zechen, known as the Demon King in Kyoto, and he immediately withered.
"You dare to insult me, the ancestor of the Bai family? Be careful that I will slap you with my big mouth!"
Bai Zechen cursed angrily, immediately letting people around him know who that person was!
"The ancestor of the Bai family is out!"
"Damn, it's actually Bai Ruohan, a god-level expert from Kyoto!"
"I'm afraid he is the most powerful person in Kyoto besides the ancestor of the Luo family, right?"
"The ancestor of the Bai family has not shown up for decades. No one knows what the strength of the ancestor of the Bai family is now."
Among the gods currently known, Bai Ruohan is the most famous and established god in China.
In Kyoto, he is the only one who can compare with the ancestor of the Luo family.
No one expected that the battle between Qin Lang and Ren Wuji would actually involve Bai Ruohan, the ancestor of the Bai family.
Bai Ruohan looked Qin Lang up and down, then cupped his hands and said, "Qin Changkong?"
Qin Lang nodded and said in the same tone: "Bai Ruohan?"
"It's me! I was still wondering who became the god, but I didn't expect it to be Ren Wuji!"
There was a hint of emotion in Bai Ruohan's tone: "It must have been after he fought with you that he finally realized the situation and took this step. Unfortunately, his injuries were too serious. I was still intact back then.
We survived the nine thunder tribulations with the help of a sacred weapon, but the Ren family's background is still a bit inferior after all, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to pass this level."
Qin Lang said lightly: "He can pass!"
"Oh? Doesn't it mean that little friend Qin has some secret method to survive the thunder tribulation? Judging from your state, you shouldn't have become a god, right?"
Bai Ruohan said with a glint in his eyes.
"This ancestor of the Bai family has really good eyesight. He can actually see through my cultivation!"
Qin Lang looked at Bai Ruohan and found that a golden elixir had condensed in his body. In addition, there was also a solid elixir floating up and down! (To be continued)