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Chapter 222 Crossing the Tribulation, Purple Gold Thunder!
two months.

Ning Lang didn't come out of the room for two whole months.

It wasn't until the heavy snow season that he opened his eyes from sitting quietly, and then walked out of the room with his sword in hand. After skimming to the edge of the cliff and using his sword twice, he shouted in the direction of Haoran Palace: "Lao Mei."

Mei Qinghe, who was sitting by the window watching the snow, heard the sound, and quickly went up to Miao Miao Peak.

Several apprentices walked out the door one after another.

Ning Lang ordered: "Stand there, no matter what happens later, don't move, Gantang, watch your little junior sister."

"Ah."

Among the five people, only Gu Xiyao and Song Xiaohua didn't know what Ning Lang was going to do next, while Gan Tang, Song Zhifei, and Li Huaijin knew it well.

Mei Qinghe appeared in front of Ning Lang and asked urgently, "Are you ready?"

"En." Ning Lang retreated for two months and was also preparing for the tribulation.

"Where's the marrow?"

Ning Lang took it out from the storage ring.

Mei Qinghe hurriedly said: "Don't worry, there are some things I need to clarify with you before crossing the catastrophe."

Crossing the tribulation is a matter of life and death, and Ning Lang dared not be careless, he waited for the next article.

Mei Qinghe went on to say: "From the peak of Shouyi Realm to the lower grade of Yupu Realm, we have to go through five catastrophes in total. The first four times we call them small catastrophes. Generally, only one thunder will fall, but this thunder It is also divided into grades. The most common is white sky thunder, which is the most common, followed by blue, then yellow, then orange, and then red, which symbolizes danger, and the most powerful one is purple, which we also call He is Zijin Tianlei."

"So the level of Tianlei corresponds to the strength of a monk?"

"No, no one knows what the law is. Like me, in the first four catastrophes, the first one was orange, the second and third times were all red, but in the last one it turned orange again."

"So what should I pay attention to?" Ning Lang finally asked the key point.

Mei Qinghe said: "There is no trick to crossing the catastrophe, you just treat the sky thunder as the strongest blow from your opponent, and use your own means to defuse it."

"okay, I get it."

It was the first time he crossed the tribulation, and Ning Lang's complexion was inevitably a little dignified.

Mei Qinghe patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you have a thick skin, a thunderbolt can't kill you."

Ning Lang gave Mei Qinghe a white look, and said, "I'm not worried that I won't be able to withstand this thunder."

"Then what are you worried about?"

"I'm afraid that Tianlei's level is too low, and I will lose face in front of my disciples."

"Get out." Mei Qinghe, who never swears, couldn't hold back a swearing at this moment.

Ning Lang laughed, unplugged the jade bottle directly, and swallowed the spirit marrow inside directly into his stomach.

The spirit marrow has no taste, just like water, but when you swallow it, you can feel a burning pain from your mouth to your throat to your stomach.

Before Ning Lang could get used to it, a violent reaction began to occur in his stomach, and soon the aura from the spirit marrow poured into the various acupoints.

Since there was too much aura emanating from the spirit marrow, Ning Lang could only sit cross-legged on the edge of the cliff and sort out the aura in his body.

The process is not long.

Half an hour later, all the acupoints in Ning Lang's body reached saturation.

call--

Ning Lang let out a breath of stale air, which dissipated in the air.

Ning Lang opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

At the same time, the spiritual energy between heaven and earth piled up around his body, making his body emit a faint white light.

But in a blink of an eye, these white lights condensed into a beam of light, which shot straight into the sky.

This scene lasted less than half a cup of tea, and the situation on Miaomiao Peak changed color!

Ning Lang could feel that the aura of heaven and earth was continuously gathering from all directions, and almost in a blink of an eye, a calamity cloud formed above his head.

Ning Lang had seen this scene once in Jianmen of Xishu, so he didn't panic at all, and his mood was more stable.

Rumbling--

But this time, apart from Jie Yun, thunder could indeed be heard in his ears.

Ning Lang stood up and drew Tai'a Sword.

Gan Tang, Song Zhifei, and Li Huaijin were all looking at the robbery clouds in the sky, and only Gu Xiyao asked, "Senior brother and sister, what exactly is Master going to do, please tell me."

No one answered her.

In fact, Gan Tang and Song Zhifei were also afraid that she would do something that would distract Ning Lang.

Although Ning Lang himself was not worried, the people present were all the people closest to Ning Lang, and they seemed to be much more nervous than Ning Lang.

at last.

Above the robbery cloud, a thunderbolt appeared.

Mei Qinghe looked at it for a while, then whispered: "Don't be careless, I feel that the battle is not small, at least it is a catastrophe above yellow-color."

Ning Lang nodded heavily, ready to fight.

As a result, after waiting for a long time, the sky thunder did not fall.

Ning Lang became impatient.

Ning Lang couldn't take it anymore.

He raised his sword to the sky, and cursed: "Are you a bitch? You're twitchy, please cheer me up."

boom!
Thunder resounded through the sky.

Not only was the earth completely white, but the sky was also dyed white by the lightning.

At this time, a thunderbolt blatantly fell down.

Seeing a bit of purple protruding from the Jieyun, Mei Qinghe immediately said loudly: "It's Zijin Tianlei, Ning Lang, you have to be careful."

"Afraid of what it will do!"

While speaking, Ning Lang had already moved, and a sword qi slashed towards the sky at the same time.

Gu Xiyao's eyes widened, and when she saw that thick purple-gold sky thunder falling towards Ning Lang's position almost in an instant, she immediately shouted: "Master, go away!"

How could the thunder be avoided.

Gan Tang hugged Gu Xiyao tightly, and his eyes were also fixed on the edge of the cliff.

Ning Lang held the Tai'a sword in one hand, and carried the thunder to his death. This thunder was much stronger than Xie Anxi's attack at the Sword Gate of Xishu two months ago. Ning Lang's The whole arm was almost numb.

The land under Ning Lang's feet sank deeper and deeper, which shows how powerful this purple gold thunder is.

But fortunately, Ning Lang's cultivation was far superior to those of the same realm. Even if this purple gold sky thunder is extremely powerful, there is only one after all, and it will not last for too long.

So soon the coercion dissipated.

Ning Lang looked at Mei Qinghe in confusion and asked, "Is it over?"

Mei Qinghe nodded blankly.

"The strongest Zijin Tianlei? That's it?"

Mei Qinghe was speechless.

Ning Lang shook his head and sighed, took Tai'a sword back, and said in a low voice: "Fortunately, I have been preparing for the catastrophe for two whole months. If I knew the power of the catastrophe, I might as well break through it two months ago. Really! Rubbish."

"It's rubbish."

"It's rubbish."

"It's rubbish."

These three words echoed in Mei Qinghe's ears three times.

Ning Lang didn't know that while he was resisting the sky thunder, the power of the thunder calamity also passed through his body, tempering his muscles and bones again, but at that time Ning Lang's entire attention was on the sky thunder. What's going on in the body isn't clear.

That's the way it is.

gain some lose some.

Ning Lang just clenched his fists, felt the great power after the breakthrough, and then walked into the gazebo by himself.

Mei Qinghe has a black line all over his head.

He was stunned himself.

The sky thunder just now was purple, I was not mistaken, why does it look like Ning Lang resisted it easily?Could it be... this kid is really not human?
Mei Qinghe turned to look at Ning Lang.

at this time.

Ning Lang was hugging Gu Xiyao, as if he was explaining something to Gu Xiyao, talking and laughing, as if everything just happened was like a spanking from God, and it didn't affect him at all.

It's weird, forget it, I'd better ask my uncle.

……

(End of this chapter)