"The way to suppress, kill!"

Woo woo woo woo woo!

Cao Qingyang gritted his back teeth, and when he saw the thunder sweeping down, his eyes suddenly solidified, and he roared, his eyes turned red, and his immortal soul could not stop trembling. The majestic rules instantly gathered into countless peaks and rushed up against the thunder.

Thunder descends!

These seemingly solid peaks shattered in an instant, and his figure was bathed in thunder again, and even the ground was blasted out of a huge pit.

"Isn't dead?" After seeing the thunder dissipated, Cao Qingyang's figure stood tall in the air, not ashes, but it only added countless wounds, and its breath was much weaker than before. Lin Xian General was also stunned, looking at him with a dull look at him and murmured, "How is that possible, with his current situation, it is logical that he can't withstand the previous thunder!"

Boom!

The speed of thunder is getting faster and faster!

Before he could finish speaking, the fourth catastrophe cloud came, and the momentum this time it emitted made him, the authentic immortal, change his color slightly.

He is just a fairy.

In other words, it is the lowest immortal, and it has only been more than two hundred years since he has passed the tribulation. If he is a real strong man, how could he be sent to supervise the sect to assess such a so-called sect? With his eyesight, it is naturally impossible to pass through the thunder tribulation and see through the changes in Cao Qingyang's body. If Qiu Wanya was present, he would not be like him. He would be so sure that he could not resist the fourth thunder.

This time, the duration was shorter. In almost the blink of an eye, Cao Qingyang's figure appeared from the catastrophe thunder, and was injured even more severely, and was still bleeding. However, it did not directly as Lin Xian General expected, and it was astonished in the thunder.

"Lin...Lin Xian General, this is the fourth move, why isn't he dead yet?" Wu Huang widened his eyes, turned his head, and looked at Lin Xian General with a confused face and said suspiciously.

Taiwu also looked at it.

A hint of panic flashed across the shriveled old face. He was sure that Cao Qingyang could not get over the fourth heavenly thunder. Unfortunately, even Lin Xian General could not see through this quasi-immortal, let alone his so-called half-step immortal...

Four...

Why haven't you died yet?

The fairy general Lin was speechless, his mouth twitched a few times, and he looked at Cao Qingyang in confusion for a long time. This guy was almost dead every time. As a result, he resisted the thunder again, which made him confused. Seeing Wu Huang, Taiwu and others looking at him eagerly, waiting for the answer, his face suddenly felt a burning feeling.

Do immortals don’t want to be faced?

He was also looking bored now. What do you know, how did this guy Cao Qingyang resist the fourth thunder and rack his brains before he thought of an excuse: "It should be that his foundation has not been used up yet..."

"Boom!"

Thunder sounded loudly.

Before he could finish his words, a fifth thunder thunder came and struck Cao Qingyang.

He directly drove him away hundreds of meters away!

Blood spilled.

After crashing into a large wall of the stone hall, he stopped. It was not yet destroyed. He just looked even more embarrassed. Taiwu, who was staring at this scene, was not calm. He gritted his teeth and looked at the immortal general Lin crying and said, "Lin... Immortal General, how much foundation does he have to consume? He will temper his immortal body with four thunders."

How much background does it still have?

How the hell do I know...

This is found by this immortal. Do you really believe it? The Immortal Lin said "Hmph!" and didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he saw the prince Wu Huang, he looked at him with a gaze. He could only grit his teeth and smile, explain in an ambiguous way, and said, "There are not many, so... he should be able to withstand two thunders."

“Hu, Hu…”

After hearing what Lin Xian General said, Wu Huang, Taiwu and others breathed a sigh of relief and no longer felt fearful. There were nine thunders in the heavenly tribulation. Even if he resisted two more, he would only be the seventh. As long as he could not survive the ninth, his fate would still be destroyed.
Chapter completed!