In the starry sky, Wuming stood motionless, waiting for the next lightning catastrophe to become an immortal. However, the starry sky was vast and extremely calm, without the slightest warning sign or the slightest hint of danger.

This situation surprised everyone. Even the elders who knew ancient history very well were surprised and didn't know what was going on.

"Do you know what is going on? Why hasn't the Thunder Tribulation of Immortality appeared yet?"

At this time, the envoys from the immortal world could not help but frown and began to discuss in low voices.

"I have never seen anything like this before, but the Thunder Tribulation of Immortality will definitely occur, but why it takes so long is not so easy to figure out."

"Just wait and see, we will know later!"

"Maybe it's over. What just appeared was chaotic thunder and lightning. Maybe even God is too embarrassed to send another thunder disaster."

"If this is really the case, it seems that Wuming is really not easy to offend. Otherwise, I am afraid that Wuming will be completely left in this human world before the war between immortals and gods breaks out."

The many envoys from the world of immortals and gods were all discussing in low voices, with solemn and complicated expressions on their faces, and they all put away the arrogance in their hearts.

At the same time, they also knew that Wuming was already at the forefront of them, and in the future they could only make friends, not offend him.

Amid people's discussion, half an hour passed in an instant, and the thunder catastrophe of becoming an immortal had not yet arrived. People also knew that the nameless thunder catastrophe of becoming an immortal had probably ended long ago.

"It seems that it is really gone, but why are the marks of Tao on my body and soul incomplete?" Wuming thought to himself, very puzzled.

Then, people saw Wuming shouting to the top of his head as if he was having a convulsion, and said: "Tell me, is my thunder tribulation of becoming an immortal really gone?"

"boom!"

Suddenly, eighty-one bolts of lightning struck down in succession, and everyone was stunned and dumbfounded.

Just as Wuming finished speaking, ninety-nine and eighty-one bolts of lightning suddenly came, all striking towards Wuming. This made everyone take a breath of cold air and couldn't help but doubt in their hearts. Could it be that there was something really happening somewhere?

Is there a master who controls the lightning tribulation of becoming an immortal? Why did the thunder tribulation appear as soon as Wuming finished speaking?

This is so weird!

"Damn it, boy, why are you shouting when you have nothing to do? You have a convulsion in your head!"

"Boy, why are you provoking God when you have nothing to do?"

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"You really deserve it. If you provoke God, you will be struck by lightning again this time!"

"Master, you are really deliberately trying to attract lightning strikes!"

"Master, you have to be more careful!"

Jifeng, Changqing, Aojin, Gaitian, and Xiaotong all shouted, and they all had a premonition that something was not good.

As for other people, while their whole bodies were cold, they also felt a strange and creepy feeling.

Could it be that there is really a thunder catastrophe of becoming an immortal by a most powerful controller monk?

People don't know, and they can't know. They just know that Wuming was struck by lightning as soon as he said one word, and that a series of eighty-one shocking thunders came down at the same time and struck him.

"boom!"

Seeing that his casual words triggered eighty-one thunderbolts, Wuming felt the difference and at the same time felt a frightening feeling.

But the incident happened so suddenly that he couldn't think about it anymore. He directly raised his fist and hit the eighty-one thunderbolts that were coming quickly. Otherwise, even he would not be able to withstand the bombardment of eighty-one thunderbolts in a row.

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"Bang!"

The fist is fierce and powerful, and the Wuming Fist has invincible power. It can shatter thirty-six thunderbolts with one punch.

In an instant, thousands of thunders exploded, rushing in all directions like a shower of light.

As for the remaining fifty-four thunderbolts, he smashed them directly with both palms. Looking at him with such ease, he looked like he was swatting flies.

However, it has to be said that the flies were not so scary, because fifty-four big thunders exploded, and even Wuming felt his palms numb and trembling continuously.

"boom!"

Another wave of thunder and lightning came back, even more terrifying than before, because there were actually one hundred and eight lightning bolts this time, each one as bright as a rainbow, extremely shocking, and carrying the terrifying power of killing gods and immortals.

"Kill the immortals, kill the gods!"

Wuming shouted loudly, using his left hand to display the Immortal Killing Style, and his right hand to evolve the God Killing Style. The two killing moves exploded at the same time, erasing all the one hundred and eight thunderbolts in an instant. The most powerful method was shocking.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the vast starry sky began to tremble, and the starry sky in this area seemed to be collapsing. A terrifying aura filled the air, making everyone feel frightened and have a creepy feeling.

Wuming felt alarmed in his heart, and looked up at the top of his head, with a look of concentration on his face.

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Extremely heavy.

At this moment, he actually felt a kind of boundless danger, as if the end of the world was coming. Even if he had a mind like his, he had desperate thoughts.

Obviously, this is aimed at him, and it is also the final means to kill him in the thunder tribulation of immortality!

As the terrifying atmosphere filled the air, innate veins appeared above Wuming's head. They quickly intertwined together above his head, forming a complicated Tao diagram, and then slowly moved downwards, suppressing Wuming.

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For a moment, the starry sky trembled and the stars trembled. This ancient starry sky seemed to be collapsing, which shocked everyone.

The diagram was mysterious and unpredictable, like the tangible body of the avenue. As soon as it appeared, the aura that filled the air made all the monks present feel as if they were suffocating, as if someone had covered their mouths and noses, making it difficult to breathe.

Even the soul couldn't help but tremble.

"What on earth is this that can be so terrifying?" At this moment, everyone was terrified and didn't know why. Even the five Changqings felt like they were being targeted by wild beasts and didn't dare to make any rash moves!

"Is this picture also a kind of thunder catastrophe to become an immortal? Why is there no thunder or lightning at all? It doesn't look like a thunder catastrophe!"

"Yes, it's a thunder tribulation. Without thunder, it's nothing like a thunder tribulation!"

"But the horror is real!"

People were talking, and none of them knew why the situation in front of them happened.

"boom!"

Brilliant divine power descended, and the Dao diagram, which was made up of intertwined innate lines, shrouded Wuming below, and Wuming looked like he was suppressed.

"Hiss...how could such a thing appear?" Suddenly, the fortune teller took a breath of cold air, fear and disbelief appeared in his eyes.

"Sage, do you know this diagram? What is it? Why do I feel the fear?" Emperor Stick asked.

At the same time, Chang Qing, Sword Emperor Spear God, Xin'er, Ji Feng, Ao Jin, Xiaotong and Gaitian also set their sights on Suan Sheng, with anxious and puzzled eyes!

"Boy, you must hold on and use all your means, otherwise, you will be in danger of falling!"

However, facing the questions from Chang Qing and others, Suan Sheng did not answer, but hurriedly sent a message to Wuming, his voice containing fear and anxiety.

His message was not hidden from Changqing and the others, which also made Changqing and the others feel anxious.
Chapter completed!