After dressing up as cannon fodder, I beat everyone in the house until they cried.

There was a flash of light in the thunder cloud, and a brewing thunder appeared. It was as thick as the mouth of a bowl!

After a few muffled roars of thunder, the thunder was already threatening to fall.

Cang Wu: "..."

After all, this is too fast.

Noticing the look in Ling Miao's eyes below her, Cang Wu sent a message to her ear.

"Ling Miao, it's too late for my master to take you to a nearby mountain to survive the thunder tribulation. You can only survive the tribulation in place this time. You have to resist the thunder in front of you. Only with the approval of the heavens can your spiritual roots be tempered by the thunder. Only after practicing it can you be considered successful in promotion, don't worry, when the power of the sky thunder increases later, my teacher will help you."

Ling Miao: Wow! Two days ago, I was just admiring other people's tribulations from a distance. At that time, it felt quite novel. But today, I suddenly had to perform a show of being struck by lightning in front of everyone, which was exciting.

In the audience, everyone looked at the dark sky.

"Look at that thunder, how big and round it is."

"If I remember correctly, the higher the talent, the more dangerous the thunder disaster, right? Isn't this Ling Miao a low-grade miscellaneous spirit root? Such a black thunder cloud, such a thick thunder, are you serious?"

"It looks scary. Should we run?"

"Don't worry, the sky thunder will usually only hit the person who is going through the tribulation, not us, so we don't have to run. We who are watching may just be touched a little by the aftermath of the sky thunder and won't feel anything."

"I'm really curious about what the thunder will look like at the end. Don't wait until the end. The thunder will be louder but the raindrops will be smaller. After all, it's a thunderstorm caused by low-grade miscellaneous spiritual roots."

At another competition stage not far from the one where Ling Miao was, Ling Yu looked at the dark clouds over Ling Miao in shock.

This posture is many times scarier than the thunder disaster she experienced when she was promoted to Foundation Establishment!

what happened?

This is impossible!

This is definitely not the thunder cloud that a low-grade miscellaneous spirit root should have!

Ling Yu looked at Ling Miao with a gloomy expression. Could it be that this little waste is not the so-called low-grade miscellaneous spiritual root at all? Is there something wrong with the test stone? But it is true that Ling Miao was a waste in the past, and it is also true that he stayed at the Qi Refining Level for so many years!

What exactly is going on!

Just when Ling Yu's mind was filled with speculation.

Her waist was suddenly kicked.

Caught off guard and attacked, Ling Yu screamed, lost his balance and fell off the competition stage.

She turned back gloomily and looked at Lin Qiancheng, who was sending her down with a kick on the competition stage.

"Senior Sister Lin! Did you sneak attack on me?"

Lin Qiancheng looked at her expressionlessly, "What nonsense are you talking about? We were competing and you were distracted. I attacked you normally. How can you call it a sneak attack?"

Lin Qiancheng still spoke slowly, "You want to see it anyway, so you can get closer and take a look."

"..."

Ling Yu bit his lip and was speechless.

After Lin Qiancheng kicked Ling Yu off the competition stage, he immediately looked at the deacon standing aside.

"Deacon Wu! Please announce the results quickly!"

Deacon Wu nodded and announced: "Yuehua Sect Lin Qiancheng wins."

Lin Qiancheng nodded, jumped down from the competition stage, and trotted away without looking back.

Bai Chuluo shouted to Lin Qiancheng's back: "Second Senior Sister! Aren't you going to watch the little Junior Sister survive the thunder tribulation?"

Is it important for the junior sister to survive the thunder tribulation without sleeping?

Lin Qiancheng's voice became slower and quieter as she ran away.

"I was standing relatively close to Junior Sister just now. I felt that something was wrong with this thunder."

Bai Chuluo: "What's wrong, Third Senior Sister!"

Lin Qiancheng had already flown away with his sword. Xuan Si looked at Lin Qiancheng's shrinking figure and said, "She just can't wait to go back to sleep. She's making these excuses."

Bai Chuluo: "I think too..."

Before Bai Chuluo could finish his words, the thunder had already fallen.

After a loud rumbling sound, a thunderbolt as thick as the mouth of a bowl seemed to tear through the sky and slammed down towards Ling Miao!

Ling Miao raised her head and her eyes met the thunder that was coming down towards her with great force.

That subtle moment.

She seemed to be hallucinating.

She seemed to hear Tian Lei talking, and the little tune was filled with inexplicable excitement: Little Fei Lei is coming~

The exploding thunder struck Ling Miao directly, with the child as the center of the circle, blowing up a crater in the competition platform.

This wasn't the end of it. After the thunder fell, it spread out with Ling Miao as the center and shocked the monks who were nearby.

Suddenly being shocked, Fang Zhuchen and Deacon, who had not gone far, said: "???"

What's the matter? I've never heard of it before. The thunder that strikes people after refining Qi and advancing to foundation building can also affect innocent people? This is not a thunder from the Nascent Soul stage!

Ling Miao tasted the feeling of being struck by lightning for the first time. The child even bounced on the spot. After a burst of severe pain, she only felt numbness and pain all over her body. The whole child stood there with a grin on his face.

Jin Yan was also awakened by the attack, and its voice sounded in Ling Miao's mind.

'Good guy, this thunder wants to kill you. It's just a thunder calamity to promote foundation building, but it's so big. '

Ling Miao opened her mouth and exhaled a wisp of black air, "Stop talking sarcastically, little sister, I have to wash here today!" '

Before Jin Yan spoke again, Ling Miao received a message from Qingyun.

"It's okay kid, relax and get struck by lightning."

His voice was laced with obvious schadenfreude.

"Second Master will buy you the most expensive coffin."

Ling Miao: "..."

Is this a distortion of morality or a loss of human nature?

Jin Yan: 'Ask someone to send you a prosperous wealth so that it can help you withstand thunder! It has purifying power. '

Ling Miao: 'The enemy! '

The child affixed a dimpling note to himself and shouted to Duan Yunzhou: "Elder brother! Help me get prosperity!"

Duan Yunzhou was stunned for a moment, but he still turned around and left with his sword.

The next second, the amplified notes attached to Ling Miao were scattered by the thunder that fell next.

Ling Miao was hit by another lightning strike and felt a rush of blood in her throat.

She took a deep breath.

We can't sit still and wait for death! She has to do something more!

The child was struck twice by lightning, and his head turned rapidly.

She opened the mustard ring, pulled out the huge solid gold load-bearing pillar that she had obtained in the secret realm of the ancient battlefield, and then took out the black iron sword.

Come out! Black Iron Great Sword!

Come out! Solid gold load-bearing pillar!

The pure gold load-bearing pillar is so tall and thick that it can be as long as three competition stages when laid down.

Ling Miao lowered the load-bearing pillar, held the blade of the black iron sword horizontally, squatted down on one end of the load-bearing pillar and began to sharpen it.

Then, everyone saw that strange child, facing the thunder from the sky, inexplicably began to grind a big golden pillar.
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Sect competition section: I went to watch the competition today and my head was scared off again.