Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 524
Flicking his long hair on his forehead, Little Pegasus sighed, "Several ancestors of Tianyun Sect are here, and the old mother of Beiqiu is still present, isn't it too courageous?"

An Qingli pondered and said: "In the secular world, if someone commits a murder, he will boldly go back to the scene of the murder to watch. It's probably the same mentality."

"Then aim at Patriarch Qi Wu, or Shang Shan?" The little ones were also curious.

An Qingli said: "There are all of them. Even if Patriarch Qi Wu can't be hurt this time, it's good to take the opportunity to look at her own prey."

The prey of Beiqiu's old mother is the best.

The Shangshan Yuanyang has not been lost, which may make Beiqiu's old mother feel more at ease.

But having said that, Yuanyang will be of great help to the old mother of Beiqiu only after Shangshan reaches the stage of transforming into a god, but it is very likely that the old mother of Beiqiu, who is near the end of her life, cannot wait.

Back then, Beiqiu's old mother faked her death and left Tianyinzong, Tianyinzong may not have known about it, but it is possible that Tianyinzong deliberately distanced herself from Beiqiu's old mother.

After all, Beiqiu's old mother wanted to be good, and if she succeeded, she would anger Tianyunzong, and it would give Tianyunzong an excuse to further suppress Tianyinzong.

Little Pegasus shook his hair and said triumphantly: "The old mother of Beiqiu was a bad move after all. I didn't expect that we have a little spirit, and it is a little spirit after advanced."

Xiao Lingxi is also proud, and when it continues to advance, it will be even better.

The high-altitude robbery cloud is as terrifying as purgatory.

Patriarch Qi Wu has already endured seventy-nine thunder calamities, and his hands and feet are all bones. Only the vital parts are protected by special robes and crowns.

There will be the last two thunder tribulations, and this tragic crossing tribulation will end.

Qi Wu's mental strength was exhausted, his head drooped, and he could barely straighten his neck.

Some people saw the monk's unyielding will to fight against the sky in this thunder disaster, but some people were in the thunder disaster and felt a lingering fear of the thunder disaster.

Qi Xian, the ancestor of Tianyun Sect, stroked his long gray beard, and said with a sense of immortality: "My ancestor Qi Wu of Tianyun Sect, the ninety-nine thunder calamity will come to an end, and I invite fellow Taoists to step back three more times." Baizhang, please."

Qi Xian's voice was not loud, but it spread extremely far, like a gentle breeze blowing past everyone's ears.

Those low-level disciples who came to watch the excitement, although they couldn't see Qi Xian's figure clearly, they also knew that the sound transmission person on the cloud head had a lot of skills, so they retreated wisely.

The old mother in black robe mourning autumn, with a stooped figure, also retreated with the crowd.

Several old ancestors silently looked down.

High above the sky, the rest of the Transcending Tribulation Transformation Gods had to retreat silently after exchanging glances with each other.

It stands to reason that this is an unowned land, and no one has the right to order anyone to retreat.

However, Yunzong is so powerful today, everyone has to give it a little favor.

Qi Xian, who was in the middle of the tribulation, spoke, but several of them in the later stages of the tribulation had to move back.

Some people are inevitably jealous.

Especially when the seabed snatched the dragon ball, if it weren't for the ninth-rank tiger of Tian Yunzong, Qi Wu might not be where he is today.

But if Qi Wu hadn't taken the risk to get rid of the black dragon, those who were afraid of being taken away by the black dragon might not have dared to show up.

However, how can everyone think so much, especially those evil cultivators and demon cultivators.

They only saw that Qi Wu won the Dragon Ball by relying on the ninth-level Thunderwing Tiger, and was about to break through to the Mahayana, surpassing all monks of the race.

Many high-ranking monks retreated unwillingly.

Several ancestors of Tianyun Sect spread out and formed a big circle to protect the dying Qi Wu.

Another thunderbolt struck down, like a giant python covered in white, it came straight to the top of Qi Wu's head.

Qi Wu smashed into the ground again, like a dead person.

Qi Wuhun's lamp is still there, but it's extremely dim.

A low-level disciple was so frightened by the thunder that his legs went limp, and he rolled down from a flying magic weapon with a skull.

"Qi Wu, there is one last lightning tribulation, hold on!"

Qi Si yelled at Qi Wu.

Qi Wu didn't respond, as if he couldn't hear him at all.

"Sing a tune, Qi Wu!" Qi Si yelled at Qi Wu again.

Qi Wu still did not respond.

"There is one last thunderstorm left."

The ancestors of Tian Yunzong looked at each other, nodded at each other, and made up their minds.

The last thunder disaster is brewing.

The howling wind makes people feel cold.

The ancestors of Tian Yunzong held an eighth-order array plate in their hands, and silently approached Qi Wu for a few feet.

Bianlan Realm is declining day by day, there are fewer and fewer high-level materials, there are fewer and fewer high-level formation masters, and there are fewer and fewer ninth-level formation disks, and those high-level defensive magic weapons are becoming rarer and rarer.

Therefore, the protection methods for high-level monks to cross the thunder disaster are getting worse than before.

Nowadays, it is so dangerous for orthodox monks to cross the Mahayana thunder calamity, not to mention how those evil demons and heretics can resist those high-level thunder calamities.

So Qi Wu's Mahayana thunder calamity made many evil cultivators tremble with fear.

Even if those evil cultivators get the Dragon Balls and take the True Dragon Pill, so what, nine times out of ten they won't be able to resist the Thunder Tribulation, and they are destined to stop at the later stage of the Tribulation Crossing, unable to go any further.

Sad and deplorable.

An Qingli and Xiao Lingxi waited with bated breath in the sleeves of ancestor Qi Min.

Although Patriarch Qi Min has moved forward tens of feet, he is still far away from Patriarch Qi Wu.

But the speed of this thunder and lightning is extremely fast.

Throwing the defensive array from such a distance may not be able to block the lightning.

A little faster or a little slower will not make things happen.

However, Patriarch Qi Wu is so weak, if several Patriarchs don't help, they will only fail to cross the catastrophe and die.

Almost everyone was looking up at the sky, waiting for the arrival of the last thunder disaster.

Little Lingxi opened the Lingxi eye again.

Thunderclouds surged, and lightning as thick as chopsticks crackled.

Qi Min concentrated his attention, waiting for Xiao Lingxi to make a sound.

Xiao Lingxi's eyes were wide open, and she didn't dare to blink at all.

Suddenly, Xiao Lingxi said, "Electricity!"

As soon as the words fell, Qi Min threw out the defensive array first.

And almost in the next instant, several other formation disks were also thrown out.

Don't dare to throw the formation plate too early, if it is locked and punished by lightning, half of your life will have to be removed immediately.

Qi Min's formation plate arrived first, and a light curtain was shaken high in the sky, only blocking half of the power of the thunder.

It was another array, but before the light curtain could be shaken, it was reduced to ashes in the thunder and lightning.

Another array, which could be said to open a defensive shield on top of Qi Wu's head, protecting Qi Wu for the time being.

And Qi Wu also accumulated the last bit of spiritual power, sacrificed a piece of emerald green jade plate, and protected the top of his head.

The last thunderbolt finally fell completely.

He split open the defensive mask above his head, and smashed it on the emerald jade plate.

A scorched black crack appeared on the jade plate.

But the power of thunder and lightning finally dissipated, Qi Wu kept his mouth shut, and finally succeeded in advancing to the Mahayana realm.

An Qingli breathed a sigh of relief holding Xiao Lingxi, and Xiao Huzi cheered.

(End of this chapter)