This broken place has very little spiritual energy!
Zhang Jianting is going crazy!
This is the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation!
Sang Luo glanced at him,
"You are born with lightning roots, but you are also afraid of thunder disasters?"
Zhang Jianting screamed when he was hit again,
"Then haven't you seen that my thunder calamity is particularly cruel?!"
Not a single blue thunder!
All fucking purple thunder!
This is truly the love of Master Tian Dao!
Zhang Jianting was in heart-wrenching pain.
"They're all purple thunder, and they've been like this for at least three days! You can't bear to watch me being hacked to death!"
The innate thunder spirit root cannot withstand such a chopping method from God!
Sang Luo gritted his teeth and cursed angrily,
"I made you do so many immoral things!"
Zhang Jianting continued to cry.
"God, please let me go. From now on, I will always be kind and I will never cheat people out of money through online dating again!"
"Where can I find someone with such talent, good understanding, and high understanding? I swear I will become the mainstay on the battlefield between humans and demons!"
"Shut up!"
Sang Luo looked at the increasingly thick thunderclouds in the sky, raised his hands to form a seal, and whispered,
"Close your eyes and adjust your breathing, I will protect you!"
This Zhang Jianting is really noisy.
Zhang Jianting closed his mouth when he felt the strong spiritual energy entering his body and easing the pain in the spiritual sea.
Peace has returned to Yunya City, and orderly transactions have resumed in the black market.
But in the wasteland on the outskirts of the city, thunder fell one after another.
Zhang Jianting screamed for a while and got tired. He closed his eyes and sat in the center of the formation to regulate his breathing.
Sensing that the birds and beasts that were affected by the thunder tribulation and started to riot in the forest not far away, Sang Luo held up the formation with one hand and formed a talisman with the other hand to punch out the formation, protecting the mountains and forests in all directions.
When Chu Yanshu looked for it, Sang Luo was raising his hand to support the entire spirit gathering array.
He raised his hand to pour spiritual power into it and said to Sang Luo,
"I'll come, you take a rest."
Sang Luo shook his head,
"It's okay, it's not difficult to hold up the formation."
Chu Yanshu mobilized the Reversal Hair Technique, and all the spiritual energy from outside the mountain gathered and poured into the formation. He whispered,
"I'm here just to try the second half of the reversal method."
After hearing this, Sang Luo took away the seal and put it on top of Chu Yan's book.
At this moment, Zhang Jianting also stopped showing his carelessness and faced Lei Jie with a solemn expression.
In the library pavilion, Song Qingyun and Su Shiyi were carrying books together when they suddenly saw a flash of lightning on the horizon.
Changman raised his head,
"Which family's disciple is giving birth to a baby?"
Song Qingyun looked at it and took a deep breath.
"No matter which family it is from, it must not be from the Seven Sects again."
Otherwise, senior sister can kill him!
Thinking of the tacit understanding between Sang Luo and Chongming Sword Spirit, Song Qingyun couldn't help but shudder.
No, no, he still has to endorse it properly first, otherwise he will die!
Thunder struck down one after another for two days and three nights.
On the eve of the Xiaotianbang literary test, Zhang Jianting finally survived the thunderstorm.
Chu Yanshu put away the formation, and Sang Luohe woke up from his sleep.
Not far away, Zhang Jianting's clothes were in rags after being hacked, and his whole body was a burnt black color, but looking at the aura around him, it was completely different from before.
Sang Luo calculated the number of Yuanying disciples inherited from these seven sects, and suddenly felt that it was not a good deal, and said with a tut,
"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have protected you. The three Nascent Souls of the Kunwu Sword Sect are a bit tricky now."
Zhang Jianting raised his eyebrows frivolously and grinned.
"Then if I meet Song Qingyun, how about giving him three moves on the ring?"
Second update~
(End of chapter)
