Chapter 115

Heaven is fair and will not let Chu Jinglan off easy. The thunder tribulation will happen as it will, and He will not interfere. Although Chu Jinglan is the son of fortune, if he really dies in the thunder tribulation, the worst that can happen is that his fortune will return to the torrent and he will have to wait for the next son of fortune to appear.

Reaching the Mahayana stage at the age of a hundred is a skill that others cannot hope for, but thunder tribulations are full of dangers, especially on the battlefield, with enemies on all sides. I really don’t know whether to praise him or sigh for his bad luck.

As the black clouds gathered more and more, the Mahayana cultivators who were fighting naturally noticed the movement here. The battlefield was divided and far away, and in order to deal with the enemies in front of them, their awareness could not be spread too wide, so they did not know which disciple was going to be promoted.

But they reached a tacit consensus that they could not let the other side's Mahayana pass, so they attacked even more ruthlessly.

In fact, Chu Jinglan not only killed the demon cultivator with one sword, but also took out two demons, killing three people with one strike, which directly shocked the demons and demon cultivators who had just caught up with him. Even the human cultivators swallowed their saliva. They turned their backs to Chu Jinglan, a chill ran down their spines, and they all had the urge to run away.

But they knew they couldn't run, as the enemy had already surrounded them. The strongest among them was Chu Jinglan, and it was all thanks to him that their side had the advantage on the battlefield. If Chu Jinglan could overcome the tribulation successfully, they would undoubtedly win. As long as Chu Jinglan was alive, they would have fewer casualties.

At this time, someone took a guarding posture, but seemed to be afraid, and moved slightly closer to Chu Jinglan: "Brother, why don't you go to another place - uh!"

Before he could finish his words, Chu Jinglan stabbed him through the heart with a sword.

The pupils of the disciples around him trembled. After this man fell down, his clenched hands loosened and a Soul Transformation Pill rolled out. This pitch-black Soul Transformation Pill was developed by a demon cultivator. It is most effective on cultivators with pure spiritual power. It can make a person unable to concentrate for two hours.

He just wanted to use the Hualing Pill on Chu Jinglan, but this little trick could not be hidden from Chu Jinglan's eyes.

Yue Ming was the one who reacted the fastest. He immediately shouted, "This person is a traitor among the human cultivators. He used the magic cultivator's things to assassinate my uncle. He deserves to be killed!"

Yue Ming at this moment pronounced the three words "Master Uncle" loudly and forcefully, which gave Chu Jinglan a good identity. Unlike the disciples of other sects, who shouted nonsense at their senior brothers and seniors, it was his shouting that made everyone react and breathe a sigh of relief. The traitor was naturally killed as soon as possible.

This is a battlefield, with arrows from both sides, enemies wanting to kill, and sometimes even your own people have to be on guard. If someone were to recount this, just listening to it would be enough to make you physically and mentally exhausted, let alone experiencing it yourself.

Xiao Mo stood at the edge, the blood and wind of the battlefield passed through his body, his eyes were full of scars and desolation, he suddenly understood why most of the passionate ancient poems describing battles were before and after the battle, because in war, no matter how exciting, no matter how fierce the fighting, people are risking their lives.

War is always accompanied by blood and pain.

Lightning began to flash behind the black clouds in the sky. Thunder was brewing. Xiao Mo knew that Chu Jinglan saw him, but he didn't dare to rush up to recognize him immediately.

Chu Jinglan cannot afford to fail when he is about to be promoted. The real Chu Jinglan successfully passed the Mahayana thunder tribulation, but the experience of the consciousness here can be changed. Xiao Mo must pay attention to the timing to avoid causing damage to the consciousness.

According to the experience of capturing the consciousness two days ago, before coming into contact with Chu Jinglan, his spiritual power could perform some basic small spells, but he could not use powerful moves and was useless on the battlefield because he could not kill people. However, he still had an advantage, that is, others could not see him.

Since we can't see it, small actions can also be of great use.

For example, using spiritual power to make the swords of demons and magic cultivators tilt a little, make them stagger a little, or make their spells inaccurate, causing them to make small mistakes, so that they can be killed instantly by human cultivators who seize the opportunity.

The enemies on the battlefield had not been cleared out yet, but there was a flash of lightning in the sky. With a loud bang, the first bolt of lightning struck Chu Jinglan on the head.

In order to avoid being affected by the thunder, everyone retreated a little. Some enemies threw magical weapons towards Chu Jinglan, and some shot arrows with bows. Yue Ming led the rest of the people and tried their best to block the attacks, but the number was indeed too large. When the third thunder struck, many magical weapons were dropped.

Xiao Mo's pupils shrank, and he subconsciously flew out to grab it, but the magic weapon passed through his body and went straight towards the lightning.

Xiao Mo: "Chu——"

"Bang!"

Those magical weapons were blown into pieces by the thunder.

Xiao Mo quickly swallowed back his exclamation.

The enemy also noticed that they had to be careful about the timing of the attack. Attacking right after the thunderbolt came would only help Chu Jinglan. They had to strike when he was resisting the thunderbolt or right after a thunderbolt.

The robes on Chu Jinglan's body were charred black by the lightning. He raised his hand and put some more pills into his mouth. Before the next thunder tribulation came, he stood in the center of the thunderstorm, swung his hand and sent out sword energy to chop off the enemy's head again.

It actually never stops.

Yes, how can we take a break on the battlefield?

Chu Jinglan was keeping an eye on all directions and listening carefully. He briefly met Xiao Mo's eyes again. Xiao Mo had rushed in too hastily just now and now he was the closest to Chu Jinglan. Chu Jinglan saw the worry and heartache in his eyes, but quickly turned his eyes away and fixed his gaze on the enemy.

There were disciples outside who joined forces to form a formation near the Chu Jinglan thunder calamity area. The formation was useless if it was too simple, and time-consuming if it was too difficult, so they had to make a compromise. But even for this compromise, someone had to block the disciples who were setting up the formation before they could take action.

Xiao Mo scanned the badges of these disciples. This was just one battle, and he didn't know what happened to these disciples afterwards. If they were still alive, they should have a glass of wine at the union ceremony between him and Chu Jinglan.

The thunderbolts were more ferocious than the last. Xiao Mo couldn't help being frightened every time one struck. Even in a quiet place, the power of the thunderbolts was enough to scare people. After all, every flash of lightning seemed to destroy the sky and the earth, not to mention that this place was a battlefield and was extremely dangerous.

Why wasn't I with him at this time?

After the eighth heavenly thunder, Chu Jinglan vomited blood all over the ground, and his breath became weaker. He knelt on one knee with a sword in hand and supported his body. At this moment, an arrow not only broke through the human cultivator's defense, but also shot towards Chu Jinglan accurately.

This time, Xiao Mo still remembered that he was a spirit. He did not raise his hand to grab the arrow, but instead used his spiritual power to knock the arrow off target.

Xiao Mo's heart was pounding with fear. In reality, he was not there. Did this arrow hurt Chu Jinglan?

Chu Jinglan's pupils shrank for a moment due to his serious injuries. Hearing the sound of an arrow breaking through the wind, he raised his head and focused his eyes to see what Xiao Mo was doing.

His expression was no longer as terrifying as before. He had become dazed by the thunder. He looked at Xiao Mo's figure from afar and moved his lips as if he wanted to speak.

But his trance did not last too long, as being absent-minded for too long would be fatal. Before the final thunder tribulation came, he stood up with his sword in hand.

A tiny figure dared to go against the heaven, and Chu Jinglan took the initiative to face the last thunder tribulation.

Thunder tribulation not only tempers the body, but also tests the state of mind. Xiao Mo knew that Chu Jinglan's consciousness had changed when he was a hundred years old. Not only was his state of mind not clear, but it could be said to be extremely chaotic. If it were someone else, he would have been reduced to ashes by the first two thunders.

But Chu Jinglan is cruel to himself.

No matter whether it is mixed or not, whether your mood is stable or unstable, if you are full of ambition and passion at this moment, then use it to hit it; if you are filled with rage, then use it to kill it; if you are obsessed with someone, you must break this thunder and kill it.

No matter what, he would not die here.

Xiao Mo clenched his fingers into fists, and as the sword light and the thunder collided, he thought:

--break!

After the last bolt of lightning passed, the thick dark clouds dispersed like smoke, the sky became brighter, and colorful auspiciousness appeared. Rich spiritual energy descended from the sky and bathed Chu Jinglan. This was a reward for him to survive the thunder tribulation. It not only filled his dantian, but also healed all his injuries.

Chu Jinglan is a hundred years old and has achieved Mahayana cultivation.

All he saw after entering were depressing scenes, but now there was finally some life, and Xiao Mo slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

The demon cultivators and demons knew something was wrong when the auspicious clouds began to glow. The people in the center of the thunderstorm must still be alive, so they shouted, "Retreat!"

But just as they turned around, the sword energy arrived.

The sky was filled with sword energy, cold wind and fierce snow, freezing the entire battlefield like a rotten wood. They couldn't even fly out. A bloody mist exploded in front of them and screams were heard all around.

The difference in realm, especially with someone as talented as Chu Jinglan, is just one step away. After reaching the Mahayana realm, Chu Jinglan did not celebrate with anyone, but killed two hundred demon cultivators with his sword alone.

The human cultivators didn't know whether they had lost their strength because they were safe, or they were also frozen by the sword energy and snow. They were motionless and had no time to move. They watched Chu Jinglan kill the enemies who tried to escape, and then slowly turned around and walked towards them step by step.

Chu Jinglan stopped ten meters away. It seemed as if a line was drawn between him and the other people. No one dared to approach him.

It was not until Yue Ming dragged his injured body and took the initiative to approach him that the other cultivators looked at each other and slowly gathered around him. The one who had just called him Senior Brother now changed his tone when paying respect to him: "Senior."

Chu Jinglan: "Go to the eastern camp and wait for the next order from the Alliance."

This was the time to get off the battlefield and rest. Everyone finally relaxed their shoulders, smiled, picked up their own magic weapons, and headed east. Yue Ming saw that Chu Jinglan was still standing still and said, "You..."

Chu Jinglan: "You go first."

Well, Chu Jinglan has become more and more taciturn now, and he always has his own thoughts, but Yue Ming is really tired and has no energy to talk. Anyway, it's safe, so he will go back to sleep first and talk about the rest later.

Yue Ming also left, and only Xiao Mo was left by Chu Jinglan's side.

Xiao Mo walked closer to him, and before he could say "You can see me, right?", Chu Jinglan suddenly raised his hand and grabbed him.

Xiao Mo blinked.

Every time they met before, in Chu Jinglan's eyes, he was a stranger, and Chu Jinglan was very wary of strangers, so it was normal for him to keep a distance and hold the sword. Why did he just grab him directly this time?

The next moment, something happened that surprised Xiao Mo even more.

A thick black iron chain flew out and tied Xiao Mo's hands tightly!

As long as he was touched by Chu Jinglan, Xiao Mo would be able to access everything in his consciousness and memory. He was caught off guard and tied tightly by the black iron chain.

Different from the beautiful golden chain that Chu Jinglan gave him, this chain was made in a way that was designed to imprison a person. Not only could it lock the body, it could also suppress spiritual power, instantly turning a cultivator into an ordinary person with no ability to resist, unable to struggle.

Xiao Mo didn't struggle either, he just looked at Chu Jinglan in surprise.

"I thought a thunderstorm was coming, and you were just testing my state of mind."

Chu Jinglan held the chain, making a sound, and pulled Xiao Mo closer: "But you are still here, Xiao Mo... are you really back?"

Xiao Mo did not hear joy in the words, but he heard confusion and - danger.

This time Chu Jinglan actually recognized him directly?