Chapter 176 Thunder Tribulation

The archbishop opened the door and saw Wen Er standing in front of him. He was startled, "You got up so early today?"

"Yeah." Wen Er nodded.

The archbishop glanced at Wen Er, thinking that Wen Er's absent-mindedness was because of what he was going to do today. The archbishop said coldly: "Go back to the room. I have already told everyone in the church not to go out today, and you are the same." Going against the will of

heaven to change fate is going against the will of heaven and will be punished.

He knew that his behavior today was not tolerated by heaven.

If there was to be retribution, it would be retribution on him alone. He was responsible for his own actions.

"Brother..."

"Go back!"

The archbishop interrupted Wen He's words, stared at him with a dark look, and his tone did not allow for discussion.

"Can't you really give up?"

Wen Er held his wrist.

"No, I can't!" The archbishop shook off Wen'er's hand. Seeing that Wen'er wanted to say something, the archbishop called his confidant in a deep voice and said, "Take the deputy bishop back to the room and keep an eye on him. He is not allowed to come out without my order."

"Brother..."

Wen'er looked at the archbishop's back.

The archbishop strode away without stopping for a moment.

Wen'er stared at his back, even when his back disappeared around the corner, Wen'er did not retract his gaze. His eyes were red, and his clenched fists were shaking violently.

Is this the last time... we meet?

"Deputy bishop, go back." The confidant reminded him.

Wen'er stood there for a long time before he walked back to the room with stiff steps and heavy steps.

Rumble -

thunder rolled outside, and dark clouds pressed over.

The sky and the earth darkened in an instant.

The confidant looked at the sudden change in the weather outside and muttered in surprise, "Why did the weather suddenly change? No one said it would rain today, but it looks like it will rain heavily."

Wen Er sat stiffly in the chair. He had been sitting in this position for two hours, motionless, like a statue.

Suddenly, a thunderous sound rang out outside.

The sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and was deafening.

The confidant was startled and subconsciously looked outside, "Such a loud thunder? I have never heard such a loud thunder before."

He retracted his gaze and fell on Wen Wen'er, only to find that Wen'er's face turned pale in an instant.

Wen'er clenched his fingers on his knees, his fingertips turned white, and his ten fingers were trembling slightly due to his extreme restraint.

Boom——!

Another thunder fell.

Wen'er's body trembled suddenly, and he closed his eyes tightly!

At the same time, Shu Yue was tied up and thrown into an open space.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and a strong wind was blowing.

Thunder was rolling down in the distance, and was forcing this side to attack.

The archbishop's white robe was blown up by the wind, and his white hair was fluttering. He grabbed Shu Yue's collar, picked up Shu Yue and threw her in front of him. His pupils were almost pale and stared at the thunder approaching this side. His clenched fists were shaking with excitement.

As long as he survives this heavenly calamity, he will be a half-immortal, and he can live for another 500 years!

Five hundred years is enough for him to expand the territory of his empire and become everyone's god.

He wants to be the best of men and the god of this earth!

Boom!

A bolt of lightning struck down.

It struck at the archbishop's feet.

The archbishop's shoes were scorched, and half of his robe was scorched.

The archbishop's face froze, and after he reacted, he grabbed Shu Yue away from him and set up a formation as quickly as possible to draw the lightning to Shu Yue's direction.

He wanted to use Shu Yue to draw the lightning, so that Shu Yue could help him survive this thunderstorm.

Boom!

Another bolt of lightning struck down.

This time it hit the archbishop's right leg.

The Archbishop's face turned extremely pale, and he cried out in pain on the ground, "Why, why did it happen? Why didn't the lightning rod work? Why didn't the substitute formation work?!"

"Because your formation is useless to me."

Shu Yue snapped her fingers, and the rope that bound her fell to the ground in an instant. She stood up, patted the dust off her body, and looked at the Archbishop indifferently.

"No, impossible." The Archbishop's pupils shrank and he shook his head vigorously, "This is absolutely impossible, it's just a little kid, how could my formation be useless! You can help me block the lightning tribulation, you definitely can!"

Shu Yue raised her foot and stepped lightly on the ground.

A powerful force spread from her surroundings to the surroundings, and the formation that the Archbishop had set up around her disappeared instantly.

The Archbishop was so shocked that his face turned pale. "How is it possible..."

He had spent so much effort to set up the formation, how could it be broken so easily by her.

The Archbishop looked at the girl.

In the dark and gloomy atmosphere, the girl was covered with a layer of white halo. A phantom appeared behind her. The woman stood tall, wearing a dark blue Taoist robe, with a white jade hairpin holding her hair. Her face was extremely pale and her eyes were indifferent, like a god.

The Archbishop was stunned for a moment and murmured in a low voice: "Who are you?"

"You have done too many evil things. Heaven will not tolerate you. This thunder tribulation will be your death." Shu Yue said indifferently.

Boom!

A thunderbolt hit the Archbishop's back.

A burning smell spread from his back. The archbishop spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to his knees. His body trembled, and his throat made a hoarse and rapid breathing sound like a broken fan. The current ran along his bones and shocked every part of his body.

He was in pain, but he endured it soberly.

The cold voice of the little girl sounded again, "There are eighty-one thunders in the sky. You can only die after all the thunders are struck. After all the eighty-one thunders are struck, your soul will be gone, and your body will be turned into dust and ashes. This is the punishment from heaven for you."

Boom!

The third one!

The archbishop could only make a sound like a broken fan from his throat. His flesh was charred by the thunderbolt. The electric current burned every inch of his flesh. The flesh was scorched and scorched, revealing the white bones. The thunderbolt struck the bones, and the bones instantly shattered into slag, turning into sharp blades, piercing into the burning flesh.

"Ah... Ah..."

The archbishop could not even scream in pain. His eyes were as big as copper bells, and he could only watch his flesh being burned and scorched.

"Let me die."

The archbishop said in a weak voice in despair.

Shu Yue shook her head, "You can't die. You can't die before the thunder has finished striking."

"Wen, Er."

The archbishop's eyes rolled, and his gaze suddenly looked in the direction of Wen Er.

His heavenly tribulation is also Wen Er's heavenly tribulation.

The two were born together and experienced tribulation together.

Is Wen Er also experiencing this at this moment?

At this time, the archbishop, who was already dying, suddenly burst out with strength from nowhere, and slowly climbed up from his body that was scorched by the thunder, and used his fingers with broken charred flesh hanging on his charred bones to set up a formation.

The thunder that was originally drifting towards the east courtyard was drawn here.

Shu Yue looked at the thunder that was supposed to strike in the east, on Wen Er's side, and moved towards this side, with a complicated expression on his face. He lowered his eyes to look at the archbishop who could no longer hold on and knelt on the ground.

The archbishop stared at Shu Yue, and said silently with his voice unable to make any sound: "Let go, Wen'er."