It is a lavender thunder calamity, and the shape of this thunder calamity is like a thunder python, ten feet thick, which can be seen clearly from thousands of miles away.

The power is strengthened.

Taoist Qingyun didn't think much, and continued to welcome the thunder disaster.

Just like that, another hour later.

Taoist Qingyun had already survived the sixty-ninth thunder tribulation.

But at this moment, Taoist Qingyun was also injured, his clothes were torn and torn, although the thunder calamity did not target foreign objects, it also caused some effects.

The seventieth thunder tribulation fell.

It turned into a thunder dragon, with a thickness of hundreds of feet. After it fell, it collapsed within ten miles around, and the power of thunder calamity destroyed everything, making people desperate.

"what!!!"

At this moment, Taoist Qingyun finally made a sound, he roared, his whole body was terrified, the seventieth thunder tribulation was too strong.

He was covered in blood and flesh, and in several places, white bones appeared, directly and seriously injured.

Countless monks frowned, and the disciples of the Daluo Holy Land watched through the magic mirror, crying bitterly one by one.

This is only the seventieth lightning tribulation.

The last nine are the most terrifying.

The seventy-first thunder calamity fell mercilessly.

Taoist Qingyun was even worse, his bones were cracked and his whole body was scorched black.

The seventy-second thunder tribulation struck at Taoist Qingyun without any hesitation.

puff!

At this moment, Taoist Qingyun's blood was scorched black, and he even spit out a mouthful of blood, his face was extremely pale, but because of the thunder calamity, he couldn't see clearly.

His vitality has been reduced to the lowest level, like a candle that is about to be extinguished, it is difficult to support.

"Master!"

At this time, Lu Changsheng was about to make a move, and the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda appeared, and he wanted to stop the thunder disaster for his master.

However, Taoist Qingyun's voice sounded.

"No!"

His voice was very weak, and then he spoke slowly.

"Changsheng, you can help me once, but you can't help me twice or three times. Everything is predestined. Crossing the calamity is not a crossing calamity, and the thunder calamity is not a thunder calamity. Crossing the past is a fairy, but not crossing it is fate. You can't help me. You can’t help me either, this is the teacher’s own destiny!”

"Changsheng, no matter what, remember to pass on the Daluo Holy Land."

Taoist Qingyun spoke slowly.

Because it is his will.

He knew that Lu Changsheng could indeed help him.

But Taoist Qingyun knew better.

The road is under your feet.

Others can help once, but they cannot help for a lifetime.

Only when you have passed through is the real crossing.

With the help of others, you can survive the thunder calamity, but you can't survive the heart calamity.

In an instant, countless monks could not help but be in awe.

Taoist Qingyun's morality is admirable.

But Lu Changsheng was silent.

But, right now.

The last nine thunder tribulations also fell.

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The seventy-third thunder tribulation fell.

This is the last nine thunder tribulations.

This lightning calamity, which was hundreds of feet long, fell down and destroyed hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers. Everything was turned into ashes, and the void collapsed. It was shocking.

Taoist Qingyun tried his best, and he tried his best to resist.

The thunderbolt struck the flesh, the blood-stained bones spilled, and the blood was evaporated by the thunder, which was extremely miserable.

His vitality has dropped to the lowest level.

It is difficult to survive the next thunder disaster.

However, at this moment, Taoist Qingyun's body emitted a golden light in an instant.

Blossoming golden lotus flowers emerged, nine in total.

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