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The rumbling thunder still echoed in the strong wind.

The tumbling and rotating dark clouds and the flashing lightning of lightning still enveloped the entire sky. It was like the long night that had no end, and from then on, the world collapsed and disasters were endless.

The heavenly tribulation will continue.

But Wei Shang was gone a thousand feet above the sky. On the surface of the sea, there was a naked figure with a shawl, shaking and shaking.

It was Wei Shang who had passed through the eighth level of heavenly tribulation one after another, which had exhausted him. However, he still did not surrender or give up. He grabbed the last few yellow ginseng and stuffed it into his mouth, and then forced himself to fly up.

Ten feet, dozens of feet...

Wei Shang had just flew up a hundred feet in the air, and the dark clouds in the sky suddenly contracted, and then a dazzling ball of light exploded. Then a thunder fire as thick as a bucket roared down.

"Bang--"

The angry thunder tribulation teared open the night and ran through the sky, instantly swallowing Wei Shang. He struggled and trembled in the thunder fire, vomiting blood, falling ten feet, but he still held his head up and his chest and struggled to support him.

And a thunder fire has not disappeared, and another thunder roars down. The continuous fire lights and the unparalleled power are like a giant sword that can destroy the world and open the sea to a hole.

Wei Shang could no longer support him, and he kept falling under the bombardment of thunder and fire. As he was about to fall into the surging waves, the crazy and raging thunder suddenly disappeared. Only the roaring thunder sounded still echoed in the strong wind. He stood up on the waves, and another mouthful of blood was sprayed out, then slowly turned around and looked at the island in the distance. A smile appeared on his resolute and tired face, and then he fell down to the sky.

Above the sky, the rolling dark clouds gradually dissipated with the strong wind that had gone away. Then the glow flashed, and the sunset was intoxicated...

"Senior Brother--"

On the island, whether it is Ruixiang lying in the sand, the disciples of Yuantianmen, Guangshan, Ling'er, Wei Chunhua and Wujiu, they are all paying attention to the movements in the distance.

At the moment when the thunder tribulation ended and the celestial phenomena improved, Ling'er exclaimed. She was eager to rush over to check the clues, but she realized that something was wrong. Without waiting for her to speak again, a figure galloped away.

"Wujiu..."

It was Wujiu who threw away the iron rod, jumped up, flew directly across the sea, and plunged into the sea. After a moment, he broke out with a naked figure, took out a piece of clothes and covered it up, and turned around and flew towards the island.

Ling'er, Wei Chunhua and the brothers of the Yue clan hurriedly met.

Wujiu took Wei Shang and landed on the beach. He helped Wei Shang sit down, then took a step back and looked at everyone intently.

Wei Shang sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, his clothes that were temporarily covered were a little thin, with long hair and unshaven beard, and he looked very weak and weak. His strong body exuded a strong power of thunder...

"Senior brother has survived the heavenly tribulation and achieved perfect success!"

Ling'er finally felt relieved and was very happy. Then she approached and squatted down again, took out a bottle of pill and came to Wei Shang's mouth and carefully cared for her: "Please take Bingli Pill to find strength..."

Wei Chunhua and Guangshan and other groups of brothers from the Moon tribe were relieved and smiled on their faces.

But Wujiu took a few steps back, turned around and left, then raised his hands and walked slowly across the beach.

Ruixiang was a little impatient and urged, "Brother, letting me go, that's all you said, don't you let me go?" He struggled a little again, and said helplessly: "What kind of magic weapon is this? Why is it so tenacious..."

Wujiu frowned slightly, but still raised his hand and waved.

As the black light flashed, Ruixiang's skin rope disappeared. His stiff limbs suddenly regained their freedom. He breathed a sigh of relief and said hurriedly: "Yuan Ji, Yuan Hui, help me with my teacher..."

Wujiu's hand had a black object five or six feet long. He raised it up and looked at it carefully, then he curled his lips and said, "This is... a rope to tie up the immortals!"

"Bundle the immortal rope? It's really amazing. Even if it's a flying immortal, it's all tied up..."

Surrounded by his disciples, Ruixiang tidied up his clothes while expressing his consent. Judging from his posture, he and Wujiu had abandoned their past grudges and turned their enemies into friends.

Wujiu rolled his sleeves, put away the animal skin collar, which was the immortal binding rope that he renamed. He turned to raise his chin and said calmly: "Ruixiang, you might as well fight with me for another battle, or escape from it, but..."

"Haha, this is a bad statement!"

Ruixiang waved his hands repeatedly and said solemnly: "From now on, you will be my brother, and your brother is also my brother..."

Wujiu smiled and continued, "But if you escape, I will kill Yuanji, Yuanhui, Yuanjin, Yuanxi, and your disciples and disciples!"

Ruixiang's face changed and he blurted out: "How dare you be so despicable and vicious..."

"Well, it's good to know!"

Wujiu nodded and said lightly: "It's too late today, let's set off tomorrow morning!"

"You're going to the Continent?"

"Of course, don't break your promise from the five-color stone you promised in person!"

"hehe!"

In a blink of an eye, Ruixiang had returned to normal. He smiled and ordered: "Let Yuan Jin, Yuan Xi wait on the spot. You and I will rush over tomorrow morning. Yuan Ji, Yuan Hui, rest here for a night..."

There are dozens of Yuantianmen disciples who have taken the lead. Since someone wants to rest on the spot, he can only follow the good deeds.

"Brother, you threaten my disciple's life, I'm afraid it's inappropriate..."

"Oh, I am just giving to him by his way, what's wrong with me?"

"Haha, when it comes to you and I have a deep connection, why not talk all night long..."

"The leader of Rui Sect worked hard all day and was tired. He asked for advice another day and lost his companion!"

Although Wujiu was full of doubts, he was not in a long-lasting manner. He said perfunctorily and was about to leave. When he turned around, he saw two familiar faces in the crowd. He suddenly bowed and said in a true scripture: "Senior Brother Zhongzi, Senior Brother Tang Jia, have a good rest, and I'm rushing to the road tomorrow morning!"

"Ah, don't dare..."

"Uncle Master, Master Master, I..."

Zhongzi and Tang Jia in the crowd were called senior brothers by Feixian Master. Not only was they not happy, but they were so scared that their faces were pale. In front of everyone, they had no way to defend themselves. They talked incoherently and were almost slumped to the ground.

Wujiu smiled and left with a smile on his lips.

At this time, night fell. A bright moon jumped out of the sea, sparkling with thousands of miles of light.

Another group of people gathered on the beach dozens of feet away.

Among them, Wei Shang was still sitting quietly with his eyes closed, and the power of the thunder tribulation on his body had dissipated a lot and his spirit had improved. He was no longer seriously injured.

Wujiu walked closer and nodded to everyone.

Ling'er turned to greet him, grabbed his arm, looked back, and whispered: "How miserable Ruixiang has caused you to be. How could you let him go?"

Wujiu was not busy answering and walked towards the beach. When the two of them sat down on the reef, he sighed—
Chapter completed!