My mind was full of doubts, but the facts were in front of me.

Sima Zhao's heart was well known to passers-by, and Ling Xian's performance had clearly revealed his intentions.

The other party condensed the Yuan Infant just to land for the Heavenly Tribulation.

To use this method to retreat from the enemy, to say that it is bold, is simply too humble.

Now that he understood Ling Xian's intentions.

He also knew that it was useless to run away.

I can't hide from this catastrophe.

Only with each other to carry it.

Damn it!

He was extremely indignant in his heart, and he was even more full of resentment towards Ling Xian.

But what can be done?

Now it's either you die or I live, and it's useless to hate him in his heart.

Bang!

Another thunderstorm fell from the sky.

Directly smashed one of the magic treasures he sacrificed.

For the Demon Dao Technique, the thunder and lightning originally had a restraining effect, not to mention, it was the Heavenly Tribulation Landing, although his strength was far superior to that of immortal cultivators of the same level, but for a while, it was also a little dwarfed.

There was faint blood at the corner of his mouth, and his expression became even more resentful: "Cocooning yourself, I don't believe you can turn a blind eye to such a powerful thunderbolt, I just watched here, watching you fall under the catastrophe." ”

However, it backfired, and Ling Xian's performance was much easier than him.

It's not an exaggeration to say that it's easy to play.

The various means are endless.

One after another, blocking or dodging, he easily and comfortably defused them with various methods.

The green-robed monk saw it clearly, and suddenly became so angry that he had the urge to vomit blood.

Thoughts raced through my head.

If you continue like this, won't you become yourself in a difficult situation?

What to do?

However, this thought has not yet been reversed.

Ling Xian had already made the first move.

With a flick of the robe, dense wind blades emerged, as if fired by a strong bow and crossbow, accompanied by an astonishing sound of breaking the air. It's like they're swarming away.

The diameter of each wind blade is more than a few feet, far from being within the reach of ordinary wind blades.

But with the strength of the green-robed monk, it was originally very easy to deal with.

But it's not that simple.

The threat of a catastrophe is imminent.

Ling Xian's choice of angle was very tricky.

In this way, he couldn't take care of each other, and he could hide from the first day of junior high school, but he couldn't hide from the fifteenth.

Rumble!

A loud bang came to the ears. was directly hit by a lightning bolt on the head.

And that's not the end of it.

Immediately afterward, several more thunderbolts followed.

He desperately tried to hide!

Ling Xian would not let go of such a good opportunity, with a flick of his robe, the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Fire emerged, and the pale gold color quickly burned brightly.

A phoenix was conjured.

The thin eyes were long, accompanied by a pleasant sound, and their wings spread out, like the other party rushed over.

The blue-robed monk's face changed. He could sense the danger of this golden flame, and he dodged to the left, but he coincidentally bumped into several thunderbolts.

Suddenly, he was chopped with seven meat and eight vegetables!

The hair even started to smoke.

Ling Xian himself, of course, could not be unscathed, because he drove the Heavenly Phoenix Divine Fire and was distracted, so he was also struck by a thunderbolt.

But so what?

The opponent takes several times as much damage as your own. Scratch it.

Ling Xian was full of confidence in his physical strength. This kind of injury for injury style of play is sure to make money without losing money.

Blood spurted from the blue-robed monk's mouth, and his eyes were full of resentment, and only then did he realize what a terrible person he had provoked.

This guy is insane.

In other words, putting their own life and death at risk.

And so on. Whether he can survive this terrible catastrophe is still two words.

At the same time, the clouds overhead were already dense, and gradually, the clouds formed a whirlpool.

The whirlpool was bottomless, and the arms were like dragons and snakes. Circling and flying on its surface.

What's even more incredible is that the electric glow is actually black.

It's a lot scarier than ordinary azure lightning.

Now within a radius of 100 miles, almost all the spiritual energy is gathering towards this place.

Thorn ......

A black bolt of lightning fell.

This lightning seems to be only the thickness of a child's arm, and it doesn't seem to be too amazing, but the aura contained in it is shocking.

It was like a demon snake, trying to swallow Ling Xian in one bite.

After all, the other party was only affected, and he was the first place that the Heavenly Tribulation wanted to attack.

Ling Xian raised his eyebrows, but the green-robed monk showed a look of great joy.

Grimly laughed.

A palm pushed over like Ling Xian.

He had been so hard to be calculated by the other party just now, and now he wanted to let Ling Xian taste the taste of the Heavenly Tribulation.

However, Ling Xian didn't hide at all.

Ignoring the catastrophe as nothing, a punch hit him like a punch.

"Idiot!"

The green-robed monk could see it clearly, and the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were full of ridicule.

Such a terrible thunderstorm, naturally he didn't dare to turn a blind eye, this kid ate the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard?

Rumble!

Fists to palms.

The wind is blowing!

The two faced off this time, but they were evenly matched.

But immediately after, that black lightning bolt slashed at Ling Xian's body.

"Ahh

Its power was staggering, and Ling Xian couldn't help but scream loudly.

The green-robed monk's face was pale, but the next moment, his expression stiffened.

A wise man must have a thousand thoughts.

He forgot that lightning could be conducted.

The two of them fought hard with a fist and a palm, and they were evenly divided, but Ling Xian took advantage of the situation and grabbed his left hand.

So Ling Xian was struck by lightning, and his fate was not much better, and he was also slashed.

"You...... Despicable!"

"So what?"

Ling Xian's face showed disapproval, now you are either dead or alive, fighting with your life, do you still talk about so many rules?

Unintentionally, Ling Xian raised him high with one hand and threw it towards the place where the lightning was most.

Rumble!

Suddenly the thunder was great, and this guy's strength was extraordinary, if he was replaced by an ordinary immortal cultivator, I am afraid that his soul would have been scattered.

In this way, while desperately resisting the catastrophe and landing, the two also attacked each other, and the danger was indescribable.

However, with the sneak attack of time, it gradually became unfavorable to Ling Xian.

Because after all, it was he who was crossing the tribulation, and the other party was just being affected by the pond fish, as the lightning became more and more, Ling Xian was already a little too busy to take care of himself.

A sneer appeared on the face of the green-robed monk, the injuries on his body were also extraordinary, and he naturally hated Ling Xian to the bone, wishing that the other party would be cocooned and bound himself.

I saw silver snakes dancing in the sky, lightning, hurricanes, pillars of light......

All kinds of attacks flew out from that whirlpool, and within a radius of several miles, the aura was extremely chaotic, as if the tribulation was about to end today, naturally, it was the most dangerous moment.

Success or failure is in this move, and the Yuan Infant in the Ling Immortal Dantian is also about to be condensed, but there is a premise, that is, to survive this last heavenly tribulation.

Otherwise, if the achievements fall short, not only will all the efforts be in vain, but Ling Immortal will also die!

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