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Chapter 1122 Powerless!

Looking up, I saw that the sky had sunk at some point, as if it was the dimness of the setting sun.

Especially in this Huanglong Mountain, the Yingsang flowers everywhere are already towering, but now they are getting darker.

But it is not completely dark. The sky above the sky is shining with lightning, with thunder rising and falling, and the fleeting light is extremely dazzling.

And it made Yang Xiaobao feel a little scared and fear in his heart.

That's a thunder disaster!

"The warrior who survived the tribulation in Huanglong Mountain..."

Seeing the appearance of the thunder tribulation, Yang Xiaobao instantly remembered the scene of future simulation prediction secret techniques.

The mysterious tribulation warrior in Huanglong Mountain now has the "Sun Breathing Method" and does not have to save him.

But Yang Xiaobao also has his own little thoughts.

If he could save his life, it might be more helpful to him.

But when I think of every prediction result, the mysterious warrior will eventually die. Even if it is not a situation of death, it may not be easy to save him.

"Go and see the situation first."

Making up his mind, Yang Xiaobao took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and rushed towards the center of the thunder tribulation.

...

At this time, the top of Huanglong Mountain.

A young warrior in linen clothes, carrying a big knife, faces the brewing thunder tribulation and faces the calm before the storm.

Standing on the top of the mountain, his face was very calm and his expression had never changed.

Although he is unshaven, he is very energetic.

"If you cannot achieve this leap and become a warrior in the acquired realm, you are afraid that there will be too late!"

He was whispering secretly, as if he was recalling something in his eyes, his expression inexplicably changed.

Boom!

Another explosion, the thunder clouds in the sky rolled continuously, and the lightning became more and more intense, and it was obviously about to be brewed successfully.

The young warrior didn't care, but instead drew out the big sword on his back.

With a look of sigh and reminiscence, he whispered, "This disaster depends on myself, old friend, wait for me."

While saying that, he gently stroked the blade, as if he was stroking the most precious jade jewelry in the world.

As soon as he finished speaking, he flipped his hand and threw it out. The big knife flew out and inserted it hard on the cliff wall more than ten feet away. The blade completely sank into the rock wall.

And at this moment, the thunder brewed.

Thunder roared, and the thunder shook the sky!

A beam of lightning struck straight down and hit the young warrior directly!

"ah!"

However, the young warrior roared, his clothes were broken, revealing his strong figure, but he was not affected by it.

Then the pores all over the body were breathing, integrating the power contained in the lightning into itself, and the blood and energy rolled, immediately rushed to the sky, forming a large area of ​​blood and wolf smoke, almost blocking the thunder clouds.

I want to melt all the lightning into my blood and energy in one breath, and help me temper myself.

...

Just as the young warrior was experiencing the thunder tribulation, Yang Xiaobao had already arrived at the top of the mountain.

Looking up, lightning shrouded the mountain top, and a silver light could not see the scene ahead.

You can just feel the surging blood and vast power of heaven are constantly colliding!

Even Yang Xiaobao was very uneasy, as if he would be targeted by thunder tribulation at any time.

He held a stone bowl in his hand, which seemed to be some medicines that could help restore qi, blood, and blood circulation.

In front of him was a dying warrior, lying on the stone wall, coughing constantly.

Although there were no scars on his body, the flesh and meridians in his body were damaged, and the qi and blood were extremely chaotic.

After thunder, my own injuries were also extremely serious.

After feeding the medicine in the stone bowl, with the help of the medicine, the warrior's expression was no longer so painful.

"It's a pity that these medicines can only treat symptoms but not root causes. Otherwise, I can help you improve your breathing method." The warrior said with a slight regret.

"If there were blood spirit fruits, lotus seeds such as the medicines and medicines such as the souls of the world, they might be saved... It's a pity that I didn't find them."

Yang Xiaobao felt silent for a moment, and then spoke to him, with a pity tone.

"You have such a fate..."

Before the warrior could say more, his face suddenly turned pale, he coughed up a mouthful of blood, and suddenly lost his breath.

He hurriedly walked forward and quickly circulated the power of true qi and blood to inject it into his body. Unfortunately, it was too late and he was unable to turn the world back.

"Is it possible to die? There is really no chance?"

Yang Xiaobao was unwilling to accept it and clenched his fists.

I have tried almost all the paths I can think of, but it seems that there is no way to change the fate of the injured warrior.

Yang Xiaobao, who was frustrated, suddenly had a light of inspiration, and a new idea appeared in his mind, and he was stunned.

Yes, all this picture comes from what the future prediction technique sees.

Faced with this result, Yang Xiaobao could not accept it.

"If you combine some of these options yourself, it might work."

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaobao was uncontrollable for excitement, although he did not use future prediction techniques.

But Yang Xiaobao felt that this method was feasible!

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