But this is a tribulation lightning strike for the Nascent Soul stage!
If they really started hacking at her, she'd be reduced to ashes.
Ye Ning suddenly understood why Yan Li had fled so quickly.
That really shows foresight.
How could she be so stupid?
Thunderclouds stopped above Ye Ning's head, as if searching for something, and then headed towards the Miscellaneous Service Peak.
That aura was so alluring, just like that awful and clueless man.
Ye Ning breathed a sigh of relief as she watched the thunderclouds drift away, but then froze the next moment after seeing the direction the thunderclouds had traveled: ? ? ?
The sect leader bestowed upon Yan Li a hundred years' worth of cultivation.
Could this damned lightning tribulation be that it can't hit the sect leader and is instead taking its anger out on his disciples?
Don't go too far!
The three elders of the Miscellaneous Service Peak were even more panicked upon seeing this scene.
Help!
Those areas are planted with all sorts of precious spiritual herbs, enough to meet the sect's elixir needs for a hundred years. If this thundercloud really passes by, it will affect whoever it strikes.
If they want to refine pills again in the future, won't they be at the mercy of others?
The three elders exchanged a glance and, without hesitation, headed straight for the mountain peak, wondering if a genius had emerged from their peak.
It actually attracted the lightning tribulation that was originally meant to strike the sect leader.
If that's true, it seems like it would be quite a source of pride.
Thinking this, the three, eager to know the truth, rushed over as quickly as possible.
At such a time, how could other fellow disciples who wanted to watch the excitement be absent? In a short time, the number of people heading to the Miscellaneous Service Peak was more than the number who had gone there in the past hundred years.
On the other side, Yan Li finally landed.
Before she could even giggle, her face turned as black as charcoal.
ill.
Chun Chun is sick.
She just wanted to become an immortal. There are countless people in the world who cultivate immortality, so why is she the only one who cannot?
Beneath the thunderclouds, Yan Li watched the thunderbolts gathering in the sky without saying a word, silently extending her hand and giving the middle finger.
It's so hard to live.
The 100,981st time.
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