Nine elixir rings!

It takes ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts to destroy the ring and feed the elixir back.

And the further you get to the back, the more terrifying the calamity becomes.

A terrible black storm began to coalesce again.

Lu Qingzhi frowned and shouted: "Everyone, get ready for battle. Today, I, Lu Qingzhi, owe all of you. If I don't have the chance to pay you back, I will be your ox and horse in the next life!"

This voice was full of death and farewell.

Everyone was moved, looking at the densely packed figures approaching from the sky, they all swallowed a gulp of saliva.

Lu Qingkui stepped into the void, looking at the thunder layer and elixir ring in the sky, and then at the golden area manifested by the Tribulation.

He snorted coldly.

Lao Shisan actually lied to him!
Chapter completed!