Duan Tian was very fond of Uncle Tian's magical ability to draw people into his sleeves by stretching out his sleeves. When he was on Earth, he had also read about magic like this "world in one's sleeves" in the books of his sect.

However, the cultivation civilization on earth has declined and is in the Age of Ending Dharma, so it is nothing to do. Three days later, Duan Tian, ​​Murong Cao'er and Uncle Tian set off back to the Kunlun Mountains.

The three of them sat together on Uncle Tian's flying sword. In almost a blink of an eye, they traveled hundreds of thousands of miles and reached the sky above the Kunlun Mountains. Duan Tian was already accustomed to strange things. He had already made assertions about Uncle Tian's magical powers.

Yes. That is unfathomable and immeasurable.

As for Murong Cao'er, Duan Tian doesn't care. As long as someone has any disadvantage to Cao'er, Duan Tian will definitely not let that person go. This is obvious complete protection.[

Looking at the many peaks standing below and the heads moving like black dots, Murong Cao'er asked curiously: "Brother Duan Tian, ​​where is your mountain gate?" "Yes, Cao'er, haha, I, Hu Hansan, have finally returned.

Back!" Duan Tian stood on the flying sword, spread out his hands, wanted to relax, and unconsciously let out a breath from his body.

"Boom" sounded in the sky void. "Your kid is troublesome!" Uncle Tian was black and pulled up Murong Caoer in the aside with the flying sword. "

What is it for?" Duan Tian said looking at Uncle Tian who disappeared quickly.

"Boy, are you prepared to survive the catastrophe and be struck by lightning?" "Uh," Duan Tian was very surprised, but then he felt panic deep in his heart. He looked up at the sky and saw that above Duan Tian's head,

The sky was dark and the earth was dark, dark clouds were rolling, and a huge purple-gold vortex with a radius of thousands of miles in the center of the dark clouds was constantly spinning.

The rumble resounded across the sky and the earth. The calamity cloud in the sky was spinning rapidly, as if it was constantly brewing its strongest power. As long as it reached a certain critical point, it would blast down without hesitation. In the sky, there was a storm that had been brewing for a long time.

Divine Thunder finally reached a certain critical point.

"Boom--" The first thunder struck down slowly. "So slow?" Duan Tian couldn't help but be confused. Even Uncle Tian, ​​who was paying close attention hundreds of miles away, was also confused. Just take it for granted.
Chapter completed!