There was a roaring sound in the sky, and the magical powers of the eight Nascent Soul elders all fell on Meng Hao. These eight people looked ferocious, and their murderous intentions were extremely strong.

They could even imagine that in the next breath, Meng Hao's body would be as fragile as porcelain, shattered into pieces, and immediately after, this catastrophe would dissipate, and this farce would end.

"Don't offend, don't offend, and don't override Him. He is going to bring disaster to destroy me. What status and qualifications do you have to get ahead of Him and kill me?" Meng Hao looked away from the sky.

, looked at the eight people around him and smiled proudly.

Under this smile, the expressions of the eight Nascent Soul cultivators suddenly changed. They were shocked to find that all the magical powers and spells that fell on Meng Hao were like stone cows entering the sea without any reaction at this moment.

At the same time, a strong and indescribable crisis came in an instant. The thunder in the sky was several times stronger than before. During the roar, a thunder with a thickness of more than ten feet, like a beam of light, shot from the sky.

Come directly.

It was divided into nine parts and went straight to the crowd.

Meng Hao suddenly raised his right hand, and when Pi Jiang screamed, the scalps of the eight Nascent Soul monks around him were numb. Meng Hao's smile seemed to have become a nightmare in their lives. At this moment, when they quickly retreated, the catastrophe roared.

No matter how they dodge and avoid, the eight people were still struck by thunder in an instant. During the roar, the eight people spurted out blood, their faces were pale and horrified, and they quickly backed up and looked at Meng Hao.

, with unprecedented fear, this kind of look is extremely rare when the Yuanying monk looks at Junior Jiedan.

"It is recorded in ancient books that the person who survives the calamity is an unknown being in the world. In the thunder calamity, everything within thousands of miles will be wiped out in ashes. Although this person's calamity is only a few thousand miles away, he is still an unknown life. Anyone who gets close to this person will definitely die!

And this person cannot die and be killed by others. The power of God is unpredictable and has its supreme dignity. How can He allow others to help the person He wants to kill? Killing this person at this time is tantamount to being an enemy of God's power.

!

Even if he dies in a thunder tribulation, the last moment his body is chopped to death, there will be a thunder explosion...According to ancient records, when the thunder explosion appears, everything within the scope of the tribulation will become nothingness." The white-robed man from the Xingxiu tribe looked extremely expressionless.

Ugly. Frowning, a sense of life and death crisis made his scalp numb.

"The only chance of survival is for this person to successfully overcome the tribulation. In the process of overcoming the tribulation, he does not let the thunder contaminate himself, because one after another the thunder contaminates the body, even if he is not killed, he will be hooked out.

cause and effect……

This cause and effect is the undying force in the thunder tribulation! Those eight Nascent Soul cultivators are dead!" The man in white robe looked gloomy and retreated quickly.

The Heavenly Tribulation roared, and another bolt of lightning roared towards Meng Hao. When it fell on Meng Hao, Meng Hao raised the skin to block it. It even spread out, causing some monks around him to let out shrill screams and various curses.

The sound of cursing seemed to be louder than thunder at this moment.

Meng Hao didn't care. He learned this from his ancestors who were his backers back then. When others were tricked and they fought back, he kept calm. This was a state of mind.

Today, Meng Hao, after experiencing many deceptive things, has already reached the pinnacle of this skill. At this moment, he is extremely fast, and with thunder falling continuously, he rushes towards all the monks within three thousand miles of this place.

Wherever it passed, thunder pools spread, miserable curses swirled around, leaving scorched corpses everywhere.

For the monks here, this is a massacre, a massacre in which no one has the slightest ability to fight back. If they can't fight, if they run... they sadly discovered that this guy's speed is so fast even if he is struck by lightning.

!!

Time passed slowly, and this catastrophe kept coming. Meng Hao had killed almost all the monks here. At this moment, there were only nearly a hundred people left. They had already scattered, and they all looked pale. As long as he saw Meng Hao...

As soon as the trend came towards him, he immediately ran away without hesitation, fearing that Meng Hao would get closer.

But... under the constant thunder and lightning, there are still people who cannot avoid it, especially the monk who attacked Meng Hao before was also within the scope of the catastrophe. Even if Meng Hao is not close, there will still be lightning and thunder.

Come.

For example, the eight Nascent Soul cultivators discovered miserably that no matter how they avoided it, whenever a catastrophe fell on Meng Hao, the eight of them would definitely be struck by thunder.

Every thunder contains powerful power. Even their Nascent Soul cultivators will still be unable to withstand such thunder if there are too many.

"Damn it, Kill Thousand Swordsman, this guy is too sinister, he can just survive the disaster by himself, we are so innocent..."

"I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!!"

"If I don't die this time, I swear he will be my biggest enemy in this life!" The roars of nearly a hundred people around him continued, thunder roared, and when a bolt of lightning struck Meng Hao, lightning also struck down on the nearly a hundred people around him.

Meng Hao coughed dryly and put down Pijiang. Pijiang had a big belly at the moment and looked at Meng Hao with an angry look.

"You are immoral, you are too evil..."

boom!

"Ahhhh, you evil guy..."

boom!

"Let me go, Master, you are the best master in the world. Please spare me the little one. I'm full, really full. I can't eat anymore..."

Seeing Pi Jiang's pitiful expression, Meng Hao lifted it up and held it against a bolt of lightning. With a flick, Pi Jiang transformed into a rainbow and ran straight into the mist in the distance, risking his life.

"Damn Meng Hao, you wait for me, you evil, immoral guy, I will save you for the rest of your life!" Pi Dong yelled, feeling even more aggrieved. Just as he was cursing, Meng Hao came from

One sentence.

"If there are no accidents, I think there will still be thunder disasters here when Nascent Soul is restored."

Pi Dong trembled violently, and his face instantly showed a flattering expression. He did not mention what happened before, and rushed into the mist. He was afraid of Meng Hao, completely afraid. He was worried that if he resisted again, sooner or later

Will be strangled to death.

Meng Hao looked around and saw no one else within the three thousand miles at this moment. The nearly a hundred people left had already dispersed and were hiding, but Meng Hao couldn't find them. It didn't mean that the catastrophe couldn't find them.

to them.

Meng Hao took a deep breath. It was only at this moment that his expression became solemn, and he began to truly overcome the tribulation, because the tribulation at this moment was no longer red, but had an extra color.

Its name is Xuan, and its color is black!

Black thunder!

When a thunder, two layers of destruction, roared, Meng Hao saw the destructive power intertwined within the black and red. The moment the thunder fell, his right hand suddenly raised, and the ancestor of the Li family was directly hit.

Meng Hao took it out.

The roar echoed, and the ancestor of the Li family screamed, but the soul body was only distorted, but did not dissipate. As Meng Hao continued to adapt with thunder, his soul did not completely become a thunder soul, but it also changed most of it.

"Meng Hao, the man who killed a thousand swords, I will never let you go!" The ancestor of the Li family roared with a shocking roar, which was even more sad. For him, these past six months have been a kind of torture and pain that he has never experienced in his life. He was born in a noble family.

, he was the ancestor when he returned to the Li family, but it happened that he was tortured here by Meng Hao.

At this moment, grief came from his heart. Just as he was cursing, his body was lifted up again, and his screams became even more miserable as the thunder roared.

He even felt that facing Pijiang was much better than facing Meng Hao. In his heart, Pijiang was originally the biggest nightmare in the world, but now this feeling has long changed. Pijiang has become cute. The biggest nightmare has become

Meng Hao.

The roaring continued, and the thunder of heavenly tribulation continued to fall. Even with the ancestor of the Li family here, and even if Meng Hao's body had adapted to the heavenly tribulation, it was still a little unbearable.

His body was trembling, and the earth around him had long since collapsed. At this moment, it had become crystal, like crystal, but the color was black and red, and it looked a bit ferocious and terrifying.

On such a ground, after thunder falls, it will bounce back, causing more damage to Meng Hao, so he has to constantly change positions. He feels more and more pressure here, not to mention that within three thousand miles, he is being

He pulled nearly a hundred people with him through the tribulation.

As the thunder fell, screams would occasionally be heard. Thousands of miles away, a middle-aged monk spurted out blood, all the totems on his body were shattered, and he was killed by a thunder. He had endured it until this moment, and finally couldn't go.

He continued to help Meng Hao, completed his mission, and was immediately hacked to death.

Following his death, the thunderstorm falling from the sky became more powerful.

Five hundred miles away, three Western Desert monks were sitting cross-legged meditating on each other, exerting all their strength on each other. There were layers of light curtains above their heads, supported by more than ten magic weapons, and nine totem phantoms, resisting the attacks of the sky again and again.

Jie, at this moment...

As three consecutive black and red tribulations fell, their protective light curtains shattered, dozens of magic weapons were shattered, and nine totems were directly torn apart by the tribulation. The three of them were shaken all over, and they couldn't even draw blood.

When ejected, it directly becomes fly ash.

Two thousand miles away, there is a Western Desert monk. He escaped into the underground, surrounded by thousands of skulls, trying to hide. He did it before, but now, under the black and red lightning, all

After all his skulls were destroyed and the earth turned into ice crystals, his body underground also became part of the ice crystals.

After burning the incense, Meng Hao spurted out blood and laughed to the sky. His hair was disheveled and his body showed signs of cracks, but the arrogance of his laughter remained undiminished.

Of the nearly a hundred people around who had accompanied Meng Hao through the tribulation, only less than twenty were still holding on at this moment, and all the others had been hacked to death.

After two sticks of incense, Meng Hao's body roared. The ancestor of the Li family was dying. He had completed his mission and was put away by Meng Hao. After Meng Hao withstood this lightning disaster, his whole body seemed to collapse, but

Immediately afterwards, purple energy appeared in his pupils, and his body began to recover quickly.

"Come again!!" Meng Hao raised his head to the sky and laughed loudly and shrilly, with a sense of determination and even more of a sense of madness. This laughter reached the ears of more than 5,000 Golden Light Sect monks running around, and turned into a wave of laughter.
Chapter completed!