The originally cloudless and sunny weather was suddenly covered with dark clouds and thunder and lightning.

Wang Han's feeling of uneasiness reached its peak.

Thunderclouds roll.

All the Taoists looked up.

Seeing this, Luo Qian's cross-eyed people moved closer together, "You're a mud girl!"

"Thunder Tribulation!" Song Buyan's mouth went dry.

The Heavenly Master followed Song Buyan's words and continued to add.

"It's the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation!"

Wang Han was furious when he heard this.

"What the hell?"

"The strongest thunder calamity!"

Wang Han stood up in confusion.

"The strongest thunder tribulation? Don't tease me. I'm usually not a human being, but I'm not like this, right? I can barely accept being struck by lightning, but I can't accept the strongest thunder tribulation being given to me!"

The old Heavenly Master looked up at the sky and explained to Wang Han.

"Little Taoist Master, this is not thunder in the traditional sense! This is Qi Lei!"

"If you can endure it and reborn, great opportunities will be waiting for you, but..."

Wang Han immediately said, "Don't say but!"

Seeing Wang Han's unpredictable expression, Song Buyan spoke again.

"Little Taoist Master, the catastrophe has occurred. The only way to avoid it is to resist it forcefully!"

The thunder is mighty!

It was even a bit stronger than the previous thunder tribulation that the Heavenly Master had in Jiangning City.

Even a big boss like the leader of the Juyi Alliance, who was possessed by the lightning tribulation and the leader of the Chaoyuan Realm, couldn't handle it.

Wang Han's current strength is that of a little bastard who can hold up a chicken.

"Can't you really hide?"

Wang Han asked with the last glimmer of hope.

Song Buyan nodded.

He also knew that this level of thunder disaster was still too heavy a burden for Wang Han.

Not to mention Wang Han, even among the seniors present, no one dared to say that they could resist.

Wang Han gritted his teeth.

If you can't avoid it, then just carry it.

I can survive being a young model in a club, but I cannot survive being reincarnated by drinking soup.

When a person dies, his eggs are in the sky, and he is afraid of hanging up.

There are so many seniors here, you can help each other, and you can make it through if you can't keep everything together.

Wang Han took a breath, knowing the weight of this thunder disaster, and then clasped his fists at everyone present.

"Seniors, I thank you all for protecting me today. I cannot thank you enough for your kindness. I will repay you with all my strength when I get through this thunderstorm. But later, if any of you can't bear it, you don't have to do it for me.

Hold on! Just leave first. I don't want to drag anyone down because of me. I will never forget your kindness!"

Song Buyan paused.

"Little Taoist Master, you have to carry this yourself. If we help you, the more people there are, the stronger the thunder will be."

"ah?"

Wang Han's movements of holding his fists were frozen, like a sculpture standing in place.

"Little Taoist Master, please take care of yourself!"

Wang Han's expression was stiff. After a long time, he said, "Wow~~Thank you for the generous gift!"

Song Buyan waved his hand.

The eight men and horses retreated one after another.

Wang Han stood weak, pitiful and helpless on the altar.

He raised his head and stared at the sky eagerly.

Thunderclouds condense.

It was like a sea of ​​thunder rippling in the sky.

The energy of heaven and earth in this world is surging crazily.

The Qi body in Wang Han's body moved accordingly.

The giant purple dragon behind Wang Han swayed slowly, as if it came to life.

Looking at the giant dragon, Wang Han was sure that what the old man said yesterday was true, but he didn't have much thought to think about these things at the moment.

Under this kind of natural power, people will have a sense of awe for nature in their hearts for no reason.

Boom!

The ink clouds rolled, causing heavy thunder waves.

The deafening thunder made the air numb.

It seemed as if it was about to fall on top of Wang Han's head.

Wang Han swallowed his saliva.

I'm still a little scared in my heart.

The current momentum alone feels like it can crush many strong men into powder.

What's more, this thing has nine levels.

Under that sea of ​​thunder, the only thing left on the altar was Wang Han's mouth and steely will.

Wang Han turned his head.

The group of people who discovered that the Nine Paths of the World hid several hundred meters away.

Wow!

My homies!

The air twists.

The hairs of sweat fell down the tree.

Wang Han's hair gradually became fluffy.

The throat rolls up and down, the anus lifts up and down, and the basket feels numb.

Wang Han's wrist was wrapped with divine evil.

Fat Yi emerged from the abomination of gods.

After seeing this scene, the scales all over his body spread.

He wanted to run away, but paused, and landed firmly on Wang Han's shoulder, wanting to advance and retreat together with Wang Han.

Wang Han pressed his finger on Fatty's head.

"Don't stay here, go and stand with them, I can just carry them!"

When Fat Yi didn't move, Wang Han pinched Fat Yi and threw it out.

Unexpectedly, this little guy jumped over again resolutely and wanted to live and die with Wang Han.

Before Wang Han could be moved.

Accompanied by a loud bang!

The whole world is shaking!

A Qi pillar as thick as a bucket fell from the sky!

With lightning speed, he arrived in front of Wang Han.

Boom!

Dust is flying!

The egg-shaped protective shield transformed by the evil god exploded directly.

Wang Han was smashed into the ground.

The mouth and nose were filled with blood, and the eyeballs were also filled with blood under the huge impact.
To be continued...