The elder chuckled and said: "In my opinion...this must be a deliberate method on their part to establish their authority."
Elder Huang also nodded his head: "Elder Di is right."
"In the past Tianshu Earth Button Competition, many sects have deliberately created some sensational tricks in order to make a splash, in order to enhance their own prestige and frighten other competing sects of the same level."
"After all, whether it's the battle for the Tianshu Ranking or the competition for the Diton Ranking, team battles are inevitable."
"If you can scare your opponents before the game, it will be easier to win more allies to your side during the team war flag."
When Yang Xiong heard this, he curled his lips disdainfully: "Establishing authority? Humph!"
"Only those who have little strength and love to show off would do such boring things."
Having said that, Yang Xiong's eyes were clearly full of envy and jealousy.
"Damn it, it's okay if it's from another sect. Why does it have to be that bullshit Qingyun Sect?"
Elder Tian slowly flapped his folding fan and said slowly: "Thousands of people want to form a sect, and thousands of thunders gather at the top. This looks really shocking."
"I don't know... how many of them can successfully establish a clan in the end?"
"Don't make a loud noise, only to have your entire army wiped out by the ruthless power of God. That deterrence will become a joke!"
Yang Xiong's eyes lit up: "Hahahahaha, what Elder Tian said makes sense."
"Let's go! I want to see how many of you, a bullshit sect with a weak background... so weak that I have never heard of it before, can survive in the end?"
When he finished speaking, the bald and beardless old man had already flapped his Xuan Neng wings and took the lead in flying towards the No. 359 compound.
…
"Crack, crackle, crackle!"
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The scene of more than a thousand people surviving the tribulation continues.
In Hall No. 359, everyone looked up at the starry sky of Lei Ze. Everyone looked nervous and excited!
Needless to say, I’m nervous——
The names of the Hundred Emperors and Half Sects, and the Thousand Sects and One Sect are not made up randomly. Once they fail to overcome the tribulation, there is only death waiting for those people!
As for the excitement... it's because until now, none of the elders or disciples of the Qingyun Sect, the disciples of the Diamond Sect and the Zhenfeng Lei Sect have failed to overcome the tribulation and died.
And so far, these people have generally withstood the seven thunder tribulations.
As long as they can persevere to the end, not to mention how amazingly talented they can become, at least within the scope of earth-level, and even ordinary heaven-level sects, these people can be considered to have excellent talents.
"Crack!"
"Boom, boom, boom..."
Thunder tribulations are raging, the more powerful they become, the longer the interval becomes.
When almost all of the more than 1,600 people had withstood the power of the ninth round of thunder, more and more people flew to No. 359 House to watch the excitement.
Among them, including the Fire Xu Sect group who had just arrived here.
Now, the faces of the group headed by Yang Xu don't look very good——
"Look at this posture... there are still more than 1,600 people who have overcome the tribulation and are still carrying them to death?"
"The distance was too far before and I couldn't sense the specific number of people. I only knew that there were about two thousand people."
"Now it seems that the injury ratio of these guys is not high at all!"
Elder Huang couldn't hold himself back and asked an ancestor of Xuanzong from another sect beside him: "Brother, I would like to know how many hundreds of people have died in the thunder catastrophe before?"
"Hundreds of people?"
The old man with a goatee and a breastplate on his heart looked at the other person with strange eyes, and then shook his head in admiration: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, don't say there are hundreds of people."
"I see now that I have experienced nine rounds of thunder. Those cultivators who fell in the tribulation have only just reached the number of ten fingers..."
"What?"
Elder Huang did not speak, but Yang Xiong, who was listening attentively, was the first to shout loudly: "After enduring nine rounds of thunder and punishment from heaven, only ten people were killed or injured?"
"This...how is this possible!"
"Hey, I'm surprised too, but it's the truth."
The old man with the goatee smiled bitterly and shook his head. Then he pointed at the courtyard wall and the road with large pits and pits that had been bombarded by the thunderstorm's remnant, and said, "Did you see it?"
"If even the building made of fused keel stone and blue steel stone had not been destroyed like this, I would have doubted whether the thunder that day was fake!"
Looking at Yang Xiong's uncertain face, Elder Huang forced out a smile and said with relief: "Haha, maybe... this brother won't be here much earlier than me."
"So it's not surprising that he failed to see the losers who died under the thunder before."
"You're wrong about that."
The old man gently stroked his goatee and said: "My Qin Fangzong is assigned to the No. 354 compound, which is very close to here."
"When thunder clouds gathered in the sky of No. 359 Compound, I had already led my people to this place..."
"hiss--"
Upon hearing this, Elder Huang took a deep breath, his old teeth showing soreness.
The words of the old man with the goatee shattered the last illusions of Elder Huang, Yang Xiong, and even everyone who wanted the Qingyun Sect to make a fool of themselves.
Elder Tian opened his mouth, but found that the tip of his tongue, which was a bit bitter, could not say even a single word...
Now they can only wait, waiting for the number of people in the Qingyun Sect to be established as a sect to be drastically reduced by the wave after wave of lightning bombardment.
"Boom ka ka ka..."
"Crack!"
Seeing another large wave of Thunder Punishment Initiation, there were finally more than forty elders in the air. The disciples could not resist and were turned into powder by the power of thunder that day.
Seeing this, Yang Xiong suddenly grasped his big palm, but there was not much joy in his eyes.
Because he knew very well that the thunder just now was already the tenth!
The ten thunders are the watershed that proves a strong man's talent.
Because generally speaking, cultivators can withstand ten thunders from the sky without dying when they establish a sect.
So if he can continue to practice step by step in the future, regardless of accidental death, he will most likely be promoted to four stars in his lifetime and become a middle-level Xuanzong!
It is precisely because of this that Yang Xiong was even more surprised——
Given the strength of the tenth heavenly thunder punishment, among the more than 1,600 people who had overcome the tribulation, it only killed more than 40 people...
How could Yang Xiong be happy with this result?
In fact, if Yang Xiong knew that half of the people who had just died in the thunder tribulation were elders and disciples of the Diamond Sect and Zhenfeng Lei Sect, he would probably be even more angry.