Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 545: Crossing the Tribulation? No more bothering you, bye

"How spectacular!"

The spirit of the weapon still had time to tease Han Yu's body, after all, they all had the same face.

"You don't care whether I live or die."

Han Yu had a gloomy face and was holding a mountain-sized rock with one hand. The raindrops hit his body with a crackling sound. The strong wind made his crotch feel cold, and there were some ghostly howling sounds. In short, he felt very bad.

"It was you who insisted on pursuing me. Besides, you are not dead."

Han Yu was particularly dissatisfied with the spirit's smiling face, but it didn't care.

Although Han Yu looked embarrassed, at least he was not hurt. If he was not hurt, then these four guys would be the ones who would be in trouble.

Sure enough, except for the one who turned into rock, the expressions of the other three people changed drastically.

What kind of freak is this!

They had never encountered a creature with such an extremely perverted body. With their abilities, any cultivator at the Divine Stage would probably be dead if they were to come across it!

Han Yu adhered to the principle of "If you can't kill me, I can kill you". After a wild roar, he threw the rock mountain towards the three people, and the next moment his figure followed closely behind.

The monk who was playing with the wind had a changed look on his face. He was thinking of blowing Han Yu away, but unexpectedly a sea of ​​fire appeared, which instead used the power of wind to boost the opponent's territory.

The sea of ​​fire suddenly grew larger. Han Yu laughed and attacked instantly, and the sea of ​​fire completely trapped the three people.

The rock came back again, but this time Han Yu didn't intend to hold on. After Feng Lei punched out, the mountain shook and the earth trembled. The mountain shattered and revealed a figure that was bleeding profusely.

The vines were thrown out and tied him up firmly, and the number of grasshoppers increased. Then Han Yu threw himself into the sea of ​​fire. The next moment, the fire snakes danced wildly and spread like wildfire...

The remaining eight cultivators thought more and more that something was wrong. They had clearly been careful enough. Even when facing a cultivator at the Divine Stage, they did not dare to be careless.

But why hasn't anyone else joined up until now?

Even if there are other ambushes, they shouldn't be so outrageous. Apart from the eight of them, where are the others?
It was not until a fire that was raging across the sky appeared that everyone's faces changed and they chased after it.

When the eight people hurriedly arrived, Han Yu just came out of the sea of ​​fire in tattered clothes.

Of course, the main point is the picture of him smiling happily while tying up his spoils, which is simply too magical.

What a damn sight it is to have seven Divine Stage cultivators hanging on this vine.

The eight people looked extremely ugly, they had never suffered such a great insult.

As it happened, Han Yu had just counted them, and just when he said there were eight left, all eight arrived.

One against two, no pressure.

One against three, the advantage is mine.

One against four, the advantage is huge.

One against eight...

Han Yu had just thought of giving it a try when an overwhelming force came towards him.

Blanch!
He had originally planned to fight hard, but seeing the mountains of knives, pots of oil and seas of needles coming at him, Han Yu turned around and ran without hesitation.

"They may not be able to kill you."

The spirit of the weapon laughed so hard that he was out of breath. After all, it had been a while since he saw Han Yu run away in such a miserable state.

Nonsense, just because you can’t kill me doesn’t mean you can’t touch me.

In such a situation, only a fool would be willing to endure that suffering.

Make a detour and continue to hit them with a club later.

But as good as his idea was, the people behind him were not willing to do it, especially when Han Yu was running while holding a vine with seven of their accomplices tied to it.

Such a scene could not be more hateful!
The eight Yama Palace monks all had red eyes and chased desperately for ten miles, twenty miles, and even after being left far behind after thirty miles, they still refused to let go.

"What about our mission?"

It’s not that no one was awake during this period. After all, their mission had not been determined at all. They were supposed to go to Zhongzhou, but they hadn’t even left the door yet!
But because of this, most people are still angry because they are blocked at the door and beaten as soon as they go out.

Especially when thinking of that vine, the minority will eventually obey the majority and become one idea.

Kill him!
Han Yu even complained innocently, why are these people still chasing? "You have linked up all their companions. They are ready to kill you."

The spirit of the weapon couldn't help but sigh. It felt like things were about to get lively.

Han Yu must not be associated with the excitement, because if there is excitement and Han Yu is added to it, the combination of the two will definitely cause trouble.

"Why is it so dark!"

The weapon spirit, whose train of thought was interrupted, was startled suddenly, and hurriedly looked out to the outside world through its sea of ​​consciousness. It almost cursed out loud at just one glance.

It turned out that its perception was correct, someone really was attracting the thunder.

This is not the point. The point is that Han Yu has entered a minefield!
Outside, Han Yu was only focused on flying, moving like a stream of light, and by the time the scene around him changed rapidly, it was already too late.

When a lightning bolt as thick as a water tank struck his forehead, his speed, as fast as a meteor, was stopped dead in its tracks...

Wang Xingzhi looked at him with a face that was both touched and strange. Just when they had managed to resist a wave of thunder, the eleven people were like eggplants hit by frost.

They had all survived the thunder, but it was a test-type thunder, not the kind that would kill you.

This thing today was meant to annihilate the resentment of all living beings. It was already extremely powerful, and with all of them being touched by it, the intensity of this thunder was undoubtedly raised to a higher level.

Just when they were trying to work together to withstand the second wave of thunder, an inexplicable victim came out to take the blame for them.

By the time they reacted, they recognized Han Yu.

nice guy!

Honesty!

Various comments have been made about Han Yu, but what about Han Yu?

At this moment, I just felt numb all over my body and I almost had urinary incontinence.

No matter how many times I have experienced the thunderbolt, it still has that familiar taste, strong enough and wild enough!
The spirit of the weapon was already slapping its forehead in frustration in its sea of ​​consciousness.

Why would you provoke the thunder?

I think my life is too long, or I think I was able to resist last time, so I got carried away.

"Do you really think that the thunderbolt can't do anything to you?"

Qi Lingqi sneered endlessly.

Han Yu felt that he was innocent. He had just barged in accidentally. If he had been slower and had the ability to react, he would rather turn around and fight with the person behind him.

Su Xiaoxiao also noticed this little kid who had been teased by her, and her face looked strange.

Purely using the physical body to withstand the thunder?

How tough does one have to be to do such a thing?

They all had to use their spiritual power to protect themselves before they could let the thunder touch them, but this little brat actually dared to use his head to block the thunder?

Not only Su Xiaoxiao was moved, the four strong men behind him were also dumbfounded.

"Where's the Tribulation Thunder? I'm just passing by, you guys continue."

Han Yu silently opened his mouth and exhaled a puff of smoke. Hmm, it was still full of the familiar smell of thunder. After looking around, he saw the familiar Wang Xingzhi at a glance.

He waved his hand quickly and planned to retreat first.

Every injustice has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor, so whoever should be punished should be punished.

Just as he was pulling the vines and preparing to escape, the group's attention shifted to the seven grasshoppers... the monks.

Yama Hall!
At the same time, eight streams of light rushed up. They had tried their best to catch up, but at this moment, they couldn't help but be delighted to see Han Yu staying where he was.

"You can't escape!"

On the other side, Lei Wang looked at the thunderclouds in the sky. There seemed to be no movement. In this case, either the thunder was re-evaluating or preparing to disperse.

"Looks like it's over. Don't let them get away, Bridge Lady!"

The old woman at the side smiled and made a move. A stone bridge spanned the void, and a group of people climbed up the stairs...

(End of this chapter)