Xu Jinhuan has been on high alert ever since the thunderstorm occurred.

She had only seen people going through thunder tribulations in novels before, and had never experienced it herself. Naturally, she was very nervous, fearing that there would be any mistakes.

The outrageous actions of the thunderclouds in the sky successfully ruined Xu Jinhuan's plan. Her mind was now filled with the question "How can this be possible?"

Xu Jinhuan looked at the tiny Lei Dian in front of her who was flirting with her, and twitched her lips speechlessly.

Don't ask her how she saw the words "flirting" on a streak of lightning. The answer is that it can only be understood but not expressed in words.

While Xu Jinhuan was thinking, the lightning thought that it was rejected, and touched Xu Jinhuan's fingers crying and said pleadingly.

"Girl, good girl, aunt, boss, master! Don't hesitate, absorb me quickly, otherwise when that stinky false god reacts, both of us will have a hard time~"

Xu Jinhuan was delighted when he heard this, and absorbed the lightning without any hesitation.

And at the moment of absorption, she seemed to hear many voices, those were the people's prayers, kowtowing, and thanksgiving.

Just when Xu Jinhuan absorbed the first lightning, Pseudo-Heavenly Dao was successfully struck by the third lightning, and sent the second lightning that had digested the violent energy to Xu Jinhuan's courtyard.

Zhou Ziheng looked at the complete production chain and some unrealistic thoughts appeared in his head. Could it be that he was not here to break up this family but to join it?

Thinking of this, Zhou Ziheng quickly shook his head and sighed in his heart. He had been with Wuyou for so long that he had come up with such an unreasonable idea.

In this way, Xu Jinhuan easily absorbed three lightning bolts, but when the fourth one fell, Pseudo-Heavenly Dao was not willing to make wedding dresses for others.

In the past, he always took advantage of others, but when had he ever been taken advantage of so thoroughly?

Pseudo Heavenly Dao used the power of origin to create a perfect protective shield to ensure that the lightning from heaven could not penetrate it and could not gain any benefit from it.

Seeing this, the thick thunder could only return to Xu Jinhuan's courtyard in grievance.

"Boss, this time it's a little painful, just bear with it."

Xu Jinhuan smiled and said, "Okay, stop wasting time, let's finish this quickly, there's still the next level to go after this one."

After saying that, Xu Jinhuan seemed to have thought of something. He smiled slyly and said, "Xiao Lei, when I am going through the tribulation, don't let that fake Tiandao idle. Use thunder to harass him more!"

Tian Lei replied seriously: "Okay, you are indeed the boss I have observed in the sky for several months. You are really smart!"

After saying that, the thunder from the sky quickly blasted towards Xu Jinhuan.

While Xu Jinhuan was using the power of faith to resist, he was also carefully drawing every bit of the power of heavenly thunder into his body to refine it.

When she just absorbed it, she discovered that this thunder was a good thing!

And so, the tribulation continues.

Meanwhile, the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao outside had to fight with Zhou Ziheng while also defending against sneak attacks from heavenly thunder from time to time. He was simply exhausted to the extreme.

"You are bullying me because I have no one to use? I will catch you all in one fell swoop today!"

After Pseudo Tiandao finished speaking, he took out a short flute from his sleeve and blew it quickly. The sound was pleasant and unpleasant, crisp and low, and very strange.

Zhou Ziheng subconsciously blocked his hearing, but his years of combat experience allowed him to quickly change his target and direct his destructive force towards the flute in Pseudo Tiandao's hand.

But just when he attacked, an ordinary citizen appeared in front of Pseudo Tiandao. The man opened his eyes in confusion and tightly protected Pseudo Tiandao behind him.

"Protect, protect." He kept muttering these words.

Zhou Ziheng said coldly: "Although I knew you were trash, I didn't expect you to be this trash."

Pseudo-Tian Dao replied nonchalantly: "It doesn't matter how many moves I have, as long as they are useful. As long as I have this flute, thousands of people will stand in front of me. If you don't believe me, just kill them slowly!"

Zhou Ziheng was the Zombie King in the end times. Killing people was like eating to him, but when he heard Pseudo-Tiandao's words, he still felt disgusted.

Although he thought so in his heart, he quickly rushed towards Pseudo Tiandao, raised his knife and killed the ordinary person, looking at Pseudo Tiandao with a bloodthirsty smile.

"That depends on whether you summon faster or I kill faster."

Zhou Ziheng remembered Jinhuan saying that only by being more perverted than a pervert can one take the real initiative.

At the same time, he quickly calculated the attack angle in his mind, trying to hurt the least amount of ordinary people and cause the greatest damage to Pseudo-Heavenly Dao, so as to end the battle as soon as possible.

However, Pseudo Tiandao was stunned by the speed at which Zhou Ziheng's expression changed, as if he did not expect the other party to have this attitude.

While Pseudo Tiandao was stunned, Zhou Ziheng gathered the destructive power in his body, compressed it, and blasted it towards the piccolo in Pseudo Tiandao's right hand.

When Zhou Ziheng attacked, Pseudo Tiandao also reacted, but the time was limited and he could not dodge in time, allowing Piccolo to be contaminated by a trace of destructive power.

"How dare you hurt my flute? I will make sure you die without a burial place." Pseudo-Tiandao looked at the flute in his hand with regret, and then he merged the power in his hand into the flute.

The piccolo made the same strange sound without anyone blowing it. In an instant, hundreds of people appeared in front of Pseudo Tiandao. Judging from their aura, they were all rare masters in the world.

Among them was someone Zhou Ziheng was familiar with, and that was Wuyou, the guard who had followed him for many years.

"No, you can't hurt the master. Master, kill me now!" Wuyou's will broke free from the Pseudo-Heavenly Dao's restraints for a moment and shouted loudly.

But just after he shouted this, he became like everyone else, guarding Pseudo Tiandao with lifeless eyes.

"Interesting, there's an old acquaintance of yours among them? Then let me see if you really have the heart to kill him yourself!"

With a wave of Pseudo-Tiandao's hand, hundreds of people rushed towards Zhou Ziheng, and each of their attacks was a killing move.

Zhou Ziheng dodged Wuyou's attack and quickly dealt with the person who was attacking him from behind.

Then Zhou Ziheng quickly rushed to the Pseudo Heavenly Dao not far away. He knew that only by getting rid of the person in front of him could he completely resolve this crisis.

Otherwise, even if Jin Huan survived the thunder tribulation, he would still face the same situation as him.

"Fortunately, just now..." Zhou Ziheng muttered softly.

Just when he was about to throw the power of destruction at Pseudo Tiandao, Pseudo Tiandao suddenly tapped the flute with his fingers.

Zhou Ziheng only heard a faint sound from the flute, and a figure instantly appeared in front of Tiandao. It was Wuyou.

"Oops, I'm sorry. I just made such a casual move and the target was someone you know. Are you going to kill this person or not?" Tiandao said to Zhou Ziheng with a malicious smile.

Zhou Ziheng seemed to be frowning and making a difficult decision, but in fact he was controlling the compressed destructive power on the piccolo.

Almost, just a little bit...