The monks of the Wen family are not dead warriors, so it is still difficult for them to step forward and compete regardless of their lives.
Chu Qing's cultivation level has reached the level of Daluo Jinxian, which is far higher than Wen Jieyou who had his foundation damaged and had to practice Chinese medicine!
The arrogant expression on his face disappeared, replaced by flattery and solicitation.
"Little brother, you see the world is extremely dangerous and it is very inconvenient for a person to work alone. Why don't you become the guest of our Wen family from now on? Once you have any orders, everyone in the Wen family will be there for you. As long as you stand by From my side..."
Chu Qing has seen a lot of villains like Wen Jie who are inconsistent and unrecognizable over the years, so she subconsciously doesn't want to agree with his words.
Before Wen Jieyou could bring up all the benefits, Chu Qing's cultivation level gradually stabilized within the range of Daluo Jinxian.
To make Wen Jie become arrogant and respectful, he had gone through a lot of ups and downs, but Wen Lanzhi just breathed a sigh of relief and immediately remembered to remind Chu Qing to face the thunder disaster.
"You can turn your back on the Wen family today, and you can leave me behind without hesitation another day. Cooperating with you is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger, so I won't believe you."
Chu Qing himself had somewhat forgotten the existence of Thunder Tribulation. Then he took the initiative with his physical body to make the Poison Skill Heart Art and Nianlong Jue work together. The aura on his body suddenly became sharper by several levels. Suddenly, he went from the lower level of a True Immortal to a Golden Immortal. Three cultivation levels have reached the middle level of Da Luo Jinxian!
Thinking that it was just his aura that was changing, Chu Qing didn't expect to know the existence of Thunder Tribulation. He was feeling proud in his heart. Unexpectedly, Wen Jieyou's face turned dark as he was talking, and the next second there was a lightning strike at his feet.
Seeing a bottomless hole created by the attack on the ground, all the female monks present tensed up. They couldn't imagine how their skin would be torn apart when the lightning disaster fell on them.
"Hmph, it seems that you have really made a breakthrough, and you can even cause thunder disasters!"
When Wen Jie had time to speak, a bolt of lightning fell beside him without distinguishing between friend and foe, scaring him almost out of his mind.
You must know that the thunder disaster caused by the promotion of monks' cultivation level will only target the person who is promoted, no matter what others do.
But Chu Qing was a rather evil person, and so were the thunder disasters he caused. Wen Jie was so angry that his beard trembled, and a burning smell came from his back.
"Chu Qing, you monster, what tricks have you done!"
After hearing his angry and hysterical questioning, Chu Qing himself felt a little innocent. Just avoiding the ever-changing lightning disaster was enough to make him tired.
"Wen Lanzhi, please stay away from me, otherwise I'm afraid of accidentally hurting you!"
He hurriedly looked behind him, but was speechless by Wen Lanzhi's current appearance.
In the past, the poisonous tree secreted resin, which could only gather a small drop in the palm of his hand. But now the light yellow resin covered Wen Lanzhi's entire body. She seemed to have been contending with this thing. Even Chu Qing Before he even had time to agree, the magic weapon carved sword marks on the resin, but did not cause any damage to it.
Chu Qing outside had no idea what Wen Lanzhi was talking about, while Wen Jie on the other side was so distressed by Chu Qing's thunder disaster that he had already begun to think about quitting.
"Elder, it seems we can't get out now."
The despair in the eyes of the female monks under him made Wen Jieyou furious, "You said you can't get out, and you dare to shake the morale of the army..."
Seeing the object floating in front of him, his next words felt like someone had strangled his neck and he could no longer say them.
The poisonous tree's spirituality seems to have recovered a little, and the resin at this time is its masterpiece.