Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Going to the city lord's mansion to register, Taoist Nanshan was welcomed in as a distinguished guest, nestled in his arms, and Lu Yun saw many people.

Today's City Lord's Mansion is considered full of guests, but they don't care about their status and status, and they walk around at will.

Lu Yun saw good and evil monks interacting with each other, and also saw transformed monsters lying on the roof drinking.

It is lively enough here, but there are no fights and calculations, it is very peaceful.

This is a scene that is almost impossible to exist in later generations.

The city lord is going through the catastrophe today, people are preparing, and the backyard is cleared. Nanshan and Lu Yun stand on the roof and look down.

There was a person sitting cross-legged on the ground, who was the city lord. He looked like a middle-aged man, and he was full of vigor. There was a simple and simple knife on his lap. The knife was ferocious, and it was a murder weapon.

The aura behind the city lord was complete and peaceful, quietly waiting for something.

Above the head, the sky should have been clear, but in the blink of an eye, black clouds surged, the sky was blustery, and catastrophe was imminent.

The robbery clouds piled up and merged with each other, forming the dark ink color, exuding a frightening aura.

In the cloud of calamity, thunder and lightning rushed, electric snakes moved, and made a piercing sound. The thunder calamity was still brewing, and the pressure between heaven and earth suddenly rose. .

Lu Yun feels very good about being protected by Taoist Nanshan.

Looking at the terrifying scene, Lu Yun frowned unconsciously. A monk is going against the sky, and if he wants to ascend to immortality, he has to suffer from the catastrophe.

Under the nine thunderstorms, if a monk cannot survive, his body will be severely injured, and his soul will be wiped out.

It is a catastrophe of heaven and a catastrophe of man to risk one's life to achieve Taoism and become an immortal.

"It's about to start."

"Look, the first lightning tribulation is ready."

The whispered conversation reached Lu Yun's ears, and the whole city lord's mansion was filled with wild sand, the strong wind howled, and the heaven and earth changed drastically under the catastrophe.

Such momentum is the wrath of the sky, and if people want to overcome the calamity, they have to go against the sky.

The city lord with five hearts facing the sky suddenly opened his eyes. He stood up and pointed his knife at the sky.

"Come!"

The passionate words resounded loudly, and the heavens answered what they wanted, and a white tribulation thunder crashed down.

A pale gap was torn open in the sky. In the gap, spiritual energy could be seen vibrating, thunder flashed, thunder roared, and it came brazenly.

When the tribulation thunder fell, the city lord drew his knife and slashed. This knife split the tribulation thunder, and the city lord seemed to be able to handle it with ease.

"It's just the first one, and the subsequent tribulation thunder will become more and more powerful."

Taoist Nanshan explained to Lu Yun that everyone was looking at the city lord, but Taoist Nanshan looked up at the sky.

The dense robbery cloud covers the sky and the earth, like a thick cloth, blocking everything behind the robbery cloud.

When the second thunder tribulation fell, the white light flashed and caused exclamation, but Taoist Nanshan frowned slightly.

He has walked the great way all his life in order to live forever. Sooner or later, he will have to face this thunder calamity.

Today, I came to watch the Thunder Tribulation of the city lord, just to see if I can gain some experience.

This thunder catastrophe was so powerful that it carried the power of heaven and earth, covering the entire city lord's mansion, and even the people watching were shrouded in the coercion of the catastrophe.

Those people are in awe of Thunder Tribulation, and dare not look directly at the power of Nine Heavens.

Lei Jie fell one after another, and people around kept screaming, even the city lord, who was calm at the beginning, became embarrassed at this moment.

The hair crown was scattered, the clothes were torn, and his body was left with dark marks by the thunderstorm. The skin on the surface was carbonized and smoked, which made people exclaimed how cruel the thunderstorm was.

Taoist Nanshan should have done the same, but he suddenly felt something. When the sixth thunder tribulation fell, he looked at the tribulation cloud above his head again.

The thunder light shuttled and split the space. In that dazed glance, Taoist Nanshan froze as if he had spied something.

Lu Yun who was in the other's arms undoubtedly felt the deepest, but she and the other looked in the same direction and found nothing.

Seeing Taoist Nanshan's body trembling intensified, and his body's breath scattered as if he was going to be possessed by a demon, Lu Yun became anxious.

"Master, Master!"

She shouted, wrapping her arms around Nanshan's neck and shaking it gently, the crisp voice of a child echoed in her ears, and Lu Yun felt the arms holding her tighten.

Trembling, Taoist Nanshan was trembling.

"Rhyme."

The moment she lowered her head, Lu Yun saw Taoist Nanshan's eyes were red, and blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

The meandering blood and tears broke this man's perfect face like a god, and dyed this face with a demonic color.

Taoist Nanshan gritted his teeth and squeezed out broken words from his throat.

"How could it be, how could it be like this..."

The Nanshan Taoist's situation can be seen as a traumatized mind and a shaken soul. If he is not careful, he will fall into the devil.

"Master, I am here."

She can't do anything now, and can only comfort the other party with pale words, but Lu Yun wants to know what the other party saw at that moment.

She raised her sleeve and wiped Taoist Nanshan's cheek until all the blood was wiped away.

Fortunately, those people's attention was on the city lord, and the spiritual fluctuations of Taoist Nanshan were also covered up by the catastrophe.

When the eighth thunder tribulation fell, the city lord half-kneeled on the ground, faintly purple in the white thunder.

Lu Yun's body was hugged, and before the thunder disaster was over, Nanshan Taoist turned and left with Lu Yun.

That staggering and bewildered step, the calm smile on Taoist Nanshan's face was gone after all.

All the way back to the inn, away from the city lord's mansion, you can also feel the power of the catastrophe over there. Many people stopped on the way to look at the city lord's mansion.

In the inn, the doors and windows were closed, and the ground trembled for a moment. That was the last thunderstorm. Lu Yun looked at the Nanshan Taoist who had been standing there since entering the door, and hesitated for a while to lean over.

"Master, this disciple will accompany you."

"Yun'er..."

The hoarse voice couldn't explain the panic of Taoist Nanshan at the moment. He pulled Lu Yun, and under the worried and sincere eyes of the girl, he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

After the blackened blood was spat out, Taoist Nanshan bent over in pain, with a beast-like wail from his mouth.

Lu Yun could only hug each other with her small arms, hoping to comfort him.

After a while, the opponent's body stopped shaking, and Lu Yun's wrist was grabbed by the opponent.

Powerful spiritual power rushed into Lu Yun's body and roamed wildly. This mortal body simply couldn't bear such powerful power.

Lu Yun's body swayed, a fishy smell rose from her throat, and the corners of Lu Yun's mouth turned bloody.

But the Nanshan Taoist in front of him was like a demon, persistently instilling spiritual power, but Lu Yun was unable to practice. After the spiritual power wantonly destroyed Lu Yun's body, it re-scattered between the heaven and the earth along the various acupoints.

"Master!"

She yelled these two words with difficulty, and her eyes turned black.

The body was too weak to resist Nanshan's power, and Lu Yun fainted.

The girl's fragile body was so soft on the ground, her face was as pale as snow, and she was so weak that her breathing began to wander.

Looking at Lu Yun, who was almost a rag doll in his hand, Taoist Nanshan's pupils shrank, and he let go in astonishment, his eyes finally became somewhat clear.