"Yuan, today is the day of adulthood that I have longed for day and night. When I get through the ninth heavenly tribulation, I must have a few drinks." After saying that, Luo Xiaoman licked his red lips greedily, as if he had already begun to imagine The taste of it.
Mo Yuan was startled for a moment, then showed a faint smile.
How old is this guy? He still wants to have a few drinks, but...
"I'm waiting for you!"
"Xiaoman (Master), we are in Qinhuaicheng, waiting for you to come back!!"
Everyone looked at Luo Xiaoman with burning eyes. At this moment, they also realized that they were no longer able to intervene in the ninth heavenly tribulation that would follow.
Even if he were to watch nearby, he would only be affected and cause unnecessary trouble to Luo Xiaoman.
For a moment, under the cover of Mount Luo Mu and Mo Yuan, everyone quickly evacuated out of the area enveloped by the ninth level of thunder tribulation.
When they were out of this range, their breathing instantly became much easier and their whole body became relaxed.
They glanced at the sky that was so dark that ink dripped with lingering fear. Now they could only pray for Luo Xiaoman and pray for her safe return.
"It's over." Lord Qing Cang stood up, and the table and tea sets in front of him all turned into nothingness and disappeared. "No matter how strong Luo Xiaoman is, he can't survive the ninth level of thunder tribulation."
"Lord Qingcang, is it true?" Xuan Youlin seemed to be used to seeing the miracles created by Luo Xiaoman.
I think back then, Lan Xi survived all three heavenly tribulations with the help of Luo Xiaoman.
The third level of catastrophe is also a scourge that very few people can withstand.
Without Luo Xiaoman's help, Lan Xi would have died.
"Youlin, you still don't understand." The Lord of Qingcang shook his head, and his voice, like a lark, revealed a hint of undoubted meaning at this moment. "This is the curse of the Supreme Immortal Lord on Luo Xiaoman! Even if the previous eight thunderbolts were blocked, this ninth thunderbolt will be the real destruction."
"But..." Xuan Youlin frowned and glanced at Luo Xiaoman in mid-air with lingering fear.
So far, this guy is still so calm and confident. This strange feeling makes him very uneasy.
"There is no but." Lord Qingcang shook his head and sneered: "Unless Luo Xiaoman finds a creation that can resist the Supreme Immortal Lord, there will be no chance of survival!"
A creature of creation
That is a treasure that can only be found in legends!
Boom!
At this time, thunder was rolling in the sky, and thick black clouds pressed down, like a cage, trapping Luo Xiaoman, leaving her with nowhere to escape.
When everyone saw this scene from a distance, their hearts tightened.
Although they couldn't see Luo Xiaoman's condition, they could feel how powerful this momentum was.
"Why... I feel the aura of death?"
Everyone's minds tightened and they looked at each other. Not only one person, they all felt the aura of death.
There seemed to be a voice in the dark, telling them that the next thunder would bring only one result.
Luo Xiaoman must die!
"No! I want to go back!" Luo Mushan gritted his teeth, and then moved back to Luo Xiaoman's side.
However, Mo Yuan grabbed him.
"Mo Yuan, let me go! Even if I die, I will die in front of Xiaoman." Luo Mushan glared at Mo Yuan fiercely and said firmly.
"Xiao Man will not die!" Mo Yuan shook his head, his clear eyes showing determination. "Even if I die, I won't let her die."
(End of chapter)