Hehe, in ten days or so, it will be a small catastrophe for the ancestor of the Shui family...

For the Immortal King, the Small Heavenly Tribulation will not kill anyone, but if he is there, hehe...

Ah sneeze!

Wu Laoba suddenly sneezed and had a vague premonition. He glanced around nervously before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm so suspicious. It's impossible for that evil star to appear so coincidentally at the last moment when I'm about to finish my cultivation... Well, I'm being over-concerned. I must be being over-concerned. Keep singing!"

Wu Laoba continued to bang the broken bowl happily and sang songs. In the broken bowl, an ugly little turtle rolled happily, matching the rhythm of Wu Laoba.

A passerby pointed at Wu Laoba, and suddenly his magic power was stuck, and he went crazy...

A big man cursed Wu Laoba in a low voice and suddenly bit off his tongue, his mouth full of blood...

A beautiful woman glanced at Wu Laoba, and then a strong wind blew up her skirt, causing many monks on the side to widen their eyes...

There are more bizarre things happening on Water Curtain Planet...

The Water Curtain Immortal King really can’t sit still!

In the past few days, the closer he got to the Small Heavenly Tribulation, the more he felt like he was possessed. This feeling was so strange. He was a majestic Immortal King who had just survived a small Heavenly Tribulation, how could he become obsessed with it!

Could that legend be true?

That legend of the Black Luck Sect, that damn turtle bastard sect...

"The monk surnamed Wu, you still want to be as ethereal as water drops when you open your mouth? There is nothing else to say?" Water Curtain Immortal King sighed helplessly.

Is it true that this time... we have to spend money to eliminate disaster?

Damn the turtle bastards! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!