Because he is extremely convinced that a monk like him must face the seventh level of thunder tribulation that is step by step, the first thunder tribulation he is preparing to deal with is the Fire Cloud Thunder Tribulation.

The power of the heavenly fire and thunder in the fire cloud and thunder tribulation is equal. The most threatening thing for a tribulation like him is the heat contained in the heavenly fire. Therefore, when the first golden thunder cloud appears, what he sacrifices are magic weapons that can make him "cooler" in the heat of the fire cloud and thunder tribulation.

The less strength you are, the more you need to pay attention to the details.

He wore three pieces of ice robe that could withstand heat.

Who knows that this catastrophe cloud looks normal, but the first level of thunder tribulation is actually such a different kind of thunder tribulation?

He almost got frozen into frozen pears.

At the same time, in the edge of the heavenly tribulation, in a forest at the foot of the mountain, a young monk wearing a green robe stood in a terrifying cold. The trees around him had completely withered at the moment when the cold broke out. As the cold air continued to invade, the branches that were frozen crisply fell like rotten joints. So although this young monk in blue only stood in the wind, he had an indescribable upright posture.

"Senior sister, are you cold?"

The young monk turned around and looked at the senior sister behind him.

After all, the heavenly tribulation is a heavenly tribulation, especially the seventh-level thunder tribulation of the Jindan monk.

The young monk's face actually looked a little blue with cold.

But his expression was calm.

He and the young female cultivator behind him who looked a few years older than him were also the monk closest to the ancestor Tonghui at this time.

But this calmness disappeared when he turned around and saw his senior sister.

The young female cultivator, who was a few years older than him, was also wearing a green robe. Her facial features were very delicate, which was the kind of beauty that was beautiful when you just looked at anything, and it was even more beautiful when you looked together. Moreover, there was a confused look on her face and pupils that seemed to be morbid and lingering, which always lingered, and she felt like she couldn't help but make people love her.

But her posture was extremely strange at this time.

She squatted on the ground.

It's like squatting in the toilet, but it's a bit different. If you squat in the toilet, your feet will be spread wider and your waist will not be as straight as hers.

"Senior sister, what are you doing?"

The young monk in blue shirt was so scared that his voice changed, "You shouldn't have gotten sick again at this time, you obviously used the purple bamboo pill."

"I'm not sick!"

The female cultivator with extremely delicate facial features replied to him with a full breath, but the next sentence was a means of voice transmission, just like a mosquito humming sounded in the ears of the young monk in blue, "I am a mushroom now."

The young monk in green clothes was almost crying, "Senior sister, do you still say you are not sick?"

"Are you stupid?"

The female cultivator gave him a fierce look, "There are too many monks present today, so we can't hide our movements. If they make them feel that I am normal, how can we let us snatch the magic weapon and leave later?"

"You really haven't gotten sick?" The young monk in blue looked at her suspiciously.

"Wang Li!" The beautiful female cultivator became popular, "Believe it or not, I will explode my golden elixir now."

"I believe it, can't I believe it?" The young monk in green clothes became even more speechless.

A burning smell suddenly appeared in the extremely cold air.

A red light appeared in the central area where the Ice Soul Sky Thunder fell.

No matter how sad or angry you are, no matter how mediocre the monk at the peak of the Golden Pill, he is still a monk at the peak of the Golden Pill. It is impossible for him to wait for death without even struggling.

The slower you practice, the longer you prepare for the tribulation, the more you prepare.

Ancestor Tonghui sacrificed three fire-type magic weapons in one fell swoop.

Being able to avoid conflicts with the magic array he had arranged and the magic weapons he had sacrificed in such a short time can instantly block the power of heaven, which fully demonstrates that no matter how mediocre the peak Jindan monk is, he is definitely not a soft boy who can let the laws of heaven control.

A round red ancient mirror floating above the head of the ancestor Tonghui, but the mirror size of a palm was like communicating with the underground fire abyss, and a black earthly demon fire gushed out wildly.

Although even if any lightning flashes of lightning in the sky are touched by these black earthly real fires, they will be extinguished in an instant, but there will be an extremely sticky black smoke immediately surging where the fire light disappears. This ball of black smoke is the size of an ordinary umbrella and can stay in the air for at least ten breaths. During this period, the black smoke will continue to release a lot of heat.

A purple residual cloth spiraled around the ancestor Tonghui. When the purple residual cloth looked closely, it seemed to be a broken bellyband.

The magic weapon of cultivators also pays attention to the shape. If a male cultivator usually sacrifices the female cultivator's close-fitting robes, it will eventually make people feel strange and associate. However, in this kind of heavenly tribulation, no one cares about these details at all.

Even if this thing is a broken weapon, it still shows amazing power under the command of the ancestor Tonghui.

A large number of fire crows emerged from the surroundings of this ruins, making extremely noisy sounds. These sounds had no effect on the thunder tribulation of heaven, but made most monks far away from this mountain feel tingling with eardrums.

The fire crows that circling around the ancestor Tonghui were like real living creatures, and no electric light gosspring could penetrate this flying group of fire crows.

In addition, there was a white jade ancient coin with a warm color in the palm of his hand. This white jade ancient coin exuded a hazy white light, forming a translucent light shield outside his body.

At this time, Baixi Zhenren had already protected a bunch of fairy seedlings and retreated to a safe enough area.

He looked at the ancestor Tonghui at the center of the heavenly tribulation, and a trace of doubt appeared deep in his pupils.

The reason why the heavenly tribulation is terrifying is not only because of its terrible power, but also because it lasts long enough.

The laws of heavenly destiny under the control of the laws of heaven [Yuyou Reading     ] is famous for having no feelings and will only pester them all.

When facing the heavenly tribulation, monks never need to be overwhelmed, but need to be firm and persistent enough.

Therefore, when dealing with the heavenly tribulation, the most practical thing is never a powerful magic weapon, but a very tough ketchup-like magic weapon.

It is necessary to be able to last for a long time, and the person who survives the tribulation will suffer less.

Now all the magic weapons that the ancestor Tonghui sacrifices are like this.

He instantly took out three very targeted magic weapons, and the performance of the ancestor Tonghui was much better than he thought.

The laws of heaven will never create something out of nothing.

Could it be that the ancestor Tonghui of Huayang Sect is actually a very hidden genius, so he dare not overcome the tribulation easily?

"Shit!"

At this time, the ancestor Tonghui was already roaring in his heart. If he could hear the voice of Baixi Zhenren, he would probably be unable to help but spit blood again.

Who knows himself better than him?

If he is a genius, then most of the golden elixir monks in Xiaoyuzhou will be extremely geniuses!

Before the beginning of the heavenly tribulation, he still had a trace of luck in his heart, wondering if the laws of heaven would fall into a slightly weaker heavenly tribulation because of his mediocrity. But now that this alien thunder tribulation fell, what he thought about at this time was not to be able to successfully pass the tribulation, but not to die too ugly, not to set the worst record of passing the tribulation in Xiaoyuzhou, and not to be wiped out in the first level of thunder tribulation.

Moreover, the Huayang Sect's family is too weak. The tribulation cultivators from powerful sects in various continents may have used three magic weapons, and they still have thirty hidden on them. But now he is afraid that he will be killed directly by this alien heavenly tribulation, and that he will sacrifice all the most suitable magic weapons on his body.

Among these three magic weapons that are quite targeted to the Bingpod Heavenly Thunder, the purple bellyband fragment was still the token of love left by his Taoist couple to him back then. If there was no way, how could he sacrifice this magic weapon?

According to the experience of the cultivation world, the seventh level of thunder tribulation faced by normal Jindan to the Nascent Soul faces the seventh level of thunder tribulation, and each thunder tribulation lasts almost a cup of tea.

Don't underestimate the time of this cup of tea.

This is by no means a slow foreplay, but a full-speed sprint that is always stormy.

The three magic weapons of the ancestor Tonghui only lasted half a cup of tea.

The round red ancient mirror collapsed first under the impact and whip of the Ice Soul Heavenly Thunder. Cracks quickly penetrated into the depths of the ancient mirror along the mysterious patterns on the mirror. At the moment of shattering, black oil-like liquid flowed out of the edge of each red fragment. Then the liquid burned clean in a flash of fingers. The fragments of the ancient mirror splashed open without any brilliance, and fell within a few hundred feet of the area around the ancestor Tonghui.

"It's really a waste of resources, so why not give it to me directly."

The female cultivator squatting on the ground with mushrooms looked at the shattering of the magic weapon and commented.

"There is no match for the eight poles of Huayang Sect and our Xuantian Sect, so why should I give it to you directly?" Wang Li looked at some thunder gossips that flashed not far ahead, and couldn't help but worry more and more, "Senior sister, we are so close to this alien thunder tribulation, really is no problem?"

The female cultivator looked at Wang Li as if she was looking at a fool, and sent a voice message: "Believe me, there is absolutely no problem."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Li's heart was holding, she let go of a little while, and a thin thunder as thin as a scattered spring suddenly flashed in front of Wang Li.

With a sniff, a white ice crystal appeared on Wang Li's blue robe.

Wang Li's face turned pale in an instant, "Senior Sister, is this what you said?"

As he spoke, the sound of ice crystals shattered in his body, giving people the feeling that his flesh and bones were shattered like excessively frozen branches.

The female cultivator seemed to have completely ignored his problem. She just looked at the falling place where the magic weapon of the ancestor Tonghui was shattered and said regretfully: "This magic weapon is at least a top-grade magic weapon of Xuan-level. It's a pity that this body cannot keep its spiritual energy when it is broken, and this fragment is useless."

Wang Li took a few steps back and felt that these words from his senior sister were normal, but the next words made him stunned.

"When the heavenly tribulation is not powerful later, I will ask you to rush forward and you will rush forward and collect all these fragments."

"No...Senior Sister, since this magic weapon fragment is useless, why do you want to collect it?" Wang Li looked at her speechlessly.

The female cultivator still maintained a mushroom posture and sent a voice message: "It's useless to us, it's really useless, but it should be useful later."

Wang Li's back of his head felt cold and his forehead was buzzing. He felt that he might have been penetrated by the cold air of the thunder. "Senior sister, what's the reason for you?"

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