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Chapter 472 Alive? (fourth more)
Amidst Qin Yang's provocative roar, the clouds rolled more violently, while the lightning moved, the thunder suddenly condensed, like a god and demon in the clouds waved the lightning invisible.

Everyone stared blankly at this scene, feeling cold all over their bodies.

"Boy, shut up, you've offended the heavens, you and I have nothing to eat!"

The bald old man shouted loudly.

At this moment, he was really angry and hated. If he had known that this kid was so despicable, shameless and treacherous, he would have killed him directly in one go, so as to avoid being tricked now.

Qin Yang glanced at him coldly, ignored him, and continued provocatively with his middle finger facing the sky:

"What's the matter? Are you really scared? If you want to play, you can play the big ones, those small ones are boring! If you don't have the skills, don't bother me when I level up in the future, otherwise, I will use the daily Dafa!!"

"Boom--"

The blazing and violent lightning surged wildly, crackling in the air, and the void appeared waves of distortions, as if it might be torn apart at any time.

This movement is several times more terrifying than before!
"Boy, shut up!"

"Boy, speak up if you have something to say, don't offend God!"

"You don't want to live, we still want to live!"

"..."

Seeing this scene, everyone was terrified. There were those who asked and those who complained. In short, almost everyone scolded Qin Yang in their hearts, but they still had a smile on their faces. A fake smile coaxed him.

"I'm sorry, everyone, this is a matter between me and God, and it has nothing to do with you, so don't persuade me."

Qin Yang said impatiently.

Everyone almost vomited blood.

It doesn't matter to you, but it's too thick-skinned for us to bear the thunder calamity!
"boom--"

The bright thunder and lightning bombarded down, instantly illuminating the entire sky.

Like a waterfall, pouring down from the sky.

Everyone's complexion changed, and they didn't care about cursing Qin Yang, and quickly took out their magic weapon to resist this terrifying blow.

Sure enough, when the terrifying thunderbolt landed on the 'Damage Transfer Umbrella', it immediately turned a corner and attacked everyone.

Amid the bangs and bangs, the second thunder tribulation was blocked by these monks above Nascent Soul, and they were also uncomfortable. Although they didn't suffer much damage, the magic weapon was damaged a lot, and my heart ached. .

"This kid is so treacherous!"

"It's mainly his umbrella. This magic weapon can divert the attack power. Even if we deal with him, it will be us who will suffer."

"Is there no other way?"

"..."

Everyone was suffocating with anger, and they were extremely angry at Qin Yang's despicable method.

At this moment, Ye Mengxi stared carefully at the 'Damage Transfer Umbrella', and her voice was cold: "This magic weapon should have a number of uses, otherwise that kid would have taken it out a long time ago, and won't wait until now, everyone, wait a little longer. When this magic weapon loses its effect, it will not be too late to deal with him!"

"Miss Ye is right. There is one last cataclysm in this catastrophe. If we can resist it, there will be no threat."

Ning Zeyi said lightly.

Everyone was stunned, looked at each other and nodded, and they formed a circle tacitly. Following the continuous kneading, a mask appeared above their heads, as if they were going to resist the last catastrophe together.

The protective shield formed by these Nascent Soul and above masters is extremely hard, and it cannot be broken by ordinary masters.

Qin Yang squinted his eyes, feeling a little surprised in his heart: "These guys are quite powerful, they even saw that my magic weapon has limitations."

Looking down at Mu Sixue floating above the ice coffin, the phoenix soul and her original soul have already begun to perfectly fit together, and it only needs to delay for a little more time to successfully melt the soul.

"Delay as long as you can."

Qin Yang took a deep breath, looked up at the rolling thunderclouds in the sky, and cursed: "Are you so incompetent? You're still a catastrophe. Your grandpa and I are laughing to death. You are such a catastrophe that you can't even be three years old." Children can resist it, garbage, what, fuck you..."

"You are heaven, so you should show the aura of heaven, instead of being wretched like a fool..."

With Qin Yang's continuous insults, the pitch-black clouds seemed to become more and more heavy.The sky seemed to form a vast abyss, and many thunderclouds were constantly approaching, seething and boiling.

In an instant, a deafening thunder exploded, as if the gods were about to be frightened.

Everyone shuddered, looking at the Huan Qin Yang who was scolding, feeling helpless and itching with hatred.

"Stinky boy, sooner or later I will peel off your skin!"

The bald old man gritted his teeth.

At this time, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly made a loud noise, and a wave of supreme divine power was frantically gushed out again.

Gradually, the lightning bolts that looked like giant pythons condensed together and turned into a giant palm with a width of more than three meters, which descended from the sky with supreme coercion, covering the entire audience.

"Fuck, do you want to be so fierce!"

Even though Qin Yang was mentally prepared, he was a little dumbfounded.

As for the bald old man and the others, their pupils shrunk like needles and their complexions turned pale, they secretly scolded Qin Yang for his stinking mouth, which angered God to such an extent.

The huge lightning palm slowly fell, and the entire mountain range began to tremble, tearing apart the void at the same time, and lightning flashed away.

boom--

The loud noise was earth-shattering at this moment.

"Tear--"

Even the 'Damage Transfer Umbrella' seemed a bit unbearable to this power, and a crack appeared.

But soon, it released a bright light, and moved the falling thunder and lightning palms out, moved them to the sky above the monks, and then crashed down.

With the sound of clicking, the protective masks above everyone's heads began to crack like spider webs.

"puff--"

The strong coercion made the bald old man unable to hold on at first, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and took a few pills to stop his body that was about to fall, his face was pale and horrified.

The look at Qin Yang added a bit of hatred.

With a bang, the mask shattered, and countless thunderbolts struck down!

Everyone took out magic weapons one after another, or performed secret techniques to resist the terrifying thunder and lightning.

Among them, a middle-aged man couldn't resist, he was hit by lightning in the chest firmly, and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and he lost his vitality!
It's a bit sad and funny for a Nascent Soul master to lose his life in such a way.

Beside the ice coffin, Qin Yang watched all this coldly. When he saw the key to everyone's resistance to the thunder tribulation, with a thought, a pair of thunder sword wings stretched out from behind, and the eighteen thunder swords automatically separated and moved towards those people. stab!
While you are sick, I will kill you!
This is the usual sneak attack law!

Seeing Qin Yang's actions, those monks who were struggling to resist the thunder disaster scolded their mothers angrily and scolded Qin Yang for his despicable behavior.

"puff--"

There was a cultivator who was accidentally pierced by a thunder sword in his lower abdomen!

Although he was not killed immediately, it caused his cultivation to drop instantly.

The spell that could have been supported by the thunder and lightning weakened a little in an instant, and he was immediately entangled in the terrifying thunder and lightning.

When Qin Yang carried out sneak attacks one by one, Mu Sixue, who was floating on the ice coffin, slightly trembled her eyelashes.

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