Qingyang Sect.
Above the vast thunderclouds.
Xuanhuo Jieling looked down and found that Su Tianyang was covered in blood and his long gown was torn.
He suddenly slapped Qingtian Lei Ling on the back of the head.
"Why is the first thunder tribulation so fierce? It's almost as powerful as a saint's attack."
Qingtian Lei Ling felt a little pain, his expression was stunned, and he looked at him with grievance: "My lord... didn't you say that you wanted to kill all the strong and proud people in the entire Qingtian Dao Realm under the level of a saint?"
"This human warrior wants to break through and become a saint. Isn't this disobeying the Lord?"
“Bang!”
Xuanhuo Jieling slapped it on the back of the head again, glaring at it.
"I just told them that, did you really believe it?"
"The Lord Spirit and the Heavenly Dao are about to fall. If I don't find a way to survive now, am I just waiting to die?"
"Ah?" Qingtian Lei Ling was confused.
It thought it was really going to be wiped out.
"Hurry up and lower the destructive law of thunder punishment. If this Qingyang ancestor dies, you and I will be buried with him." Xuanhuo Jieling shouted angrily.
"Ohhh...Yes, sir."
Qingtian Lei Ling formed seals with his hands, and the rich destructive thunder law dissipated from the Thunder Dragon, leaving only a trace, barely reaching the standard of a saint's calamity.
Su Tianyang, who was undergoing the tribulation below, was slightly stunned. Why did the intensity suddenly weaken?
The strength of each of these thunder dragons has been reduced by at least several times. Even if he uses his physical body to withstand it, he can still survive the first tribulation.
"Could it be that Changqing can really control the Saint Tribulation?"
"The methods of the descendants of the Su family are truly astonishing..."
"It's unpredictable."
Su Tianyang smiled bitterly.
Tens of thousands of years ago, he rose from a beggar to a Tribulation Saint and founded a Taoist school of immortality, all thanks to his elder brother Su Haoran.
Now, breaking through to become a saint depends entirely on Ye Changqing.
I... really have benefited from the Su family.
I became more determined in my heart that I must succeed in breaking through!
Only in this way can Ye Changqing be protected and grow up, otherwise it would be a shame to the Su family.
Immediately, he calmed his mind, activated the secret technique, and huge suns condensed around him, and he began to attack proactively.
Dozens of magnificent thunder spirits quickly shattered, turned into starlight, and dissipated in the dark clouds.
After successfully surviving the first calamity, he began to take holy-level recovery pills.
“Buzz buzz buzz!”
A bright divine glow emerged all over the body, and rich vitality began to cover the eroded skin and continuously repair it.
Seeing the scene below, Xuanhuo Jieling finally breathed a sigh of relief. As long as everything was fine, it was fine.
Fortunately, his qi and blood are abundant. If his body was dried up, he would have died immediately.
By then... that ancient tripod will definitely destroy me.
"Next, do as I say. The remaining eight thunder tribulations, mixed with some new thunder paths, will help this Qingyang Patriarch temper his body. I will personally go there later and bring some of the origin energy of the Great Dao of Fire to help him achieve sainthood."
"Remember! Don't make any mistakes."
"This is your opportunity, and it's also my opportunity."
"As long as you protect the Qingyang Sect, I will support you to become one of the new Ten Tribulation Spirits in the future. Even if a new Heavenly Dao is born, you will not be liquidated. Do you understand?"
Upon hearing this, Qingtian Lei Ling's eyes lit up with joy. The Ten Tribulation Spirits... would be able to reach a higher level and live forever in the world.
At least there will be no danger of falling before the new generation of Tiandao appears.
Unless the spiritual realm collapses.
You can also deeply control the way of thunder, and if you practice properly, you can go even further.
The ten great calamity spirits can almost condense into a physical body, comparable to saints, and travel through the heavens.
For them, the spiritual world is a cage and they can only be trapped inside.
These thunder spirits who are in charge of a certain area only have a lifespan of 100,000 years.
This is indeed an opportunity.
Therefore, this is extremely tempting to Qingtian Lei Ling.
"Don't worry, sir. I will definitely control the Saint Tribulation and will never let anything go wrong with the Qingyang Sect's ancestor!"
"And everything that happened today will be kept secret!"
The Blue Sky Thunder Spirit began to carefully form seals, activating the new laws of thunder, pouring into it and mixing with the laws of destruction.
After all... the thunder tribulation is too weak. Even if you break through the saint tribulation, you can't be compared with those old antiques.
It will only become the weakest one.
Therefore, this degree needs to be controlled.
Thunder dragons slowly condensed, and Su Tianyang was a little confused. This was completely giving himself time to catch his breath.
Since Su Haoran, he has been watching those who want to transcend the saint tribulation.
They were all extremely swift, and they wanted to extinguish the cultivators who were undergoing the tribulation as soon as possible. This had never happened before.
In other words, Changqing really let these thunder spirits go easy on him?
“Boom!”
However, when viewed from outside the thunderclouds, one could see thunder roaring and silver light shining in the sky, as if it were the end of the world.
I have no idea what's going on inside.
When dozens of thunder dragons gathered together, basically three or five of them moved together and pounced towards Su Tianyang.
This is not too intense for him.
“Boom!”
When the thunderbolt strikes the body, a strong vitality force directly repairs the injury.
Su Tianyang was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. How could this be possible?
As time went on, the outside world became extremely nervous.
The third calamity, the fourth calamity... the eighth calamity, Su Tianyang is about to overcome it.
It was even easier than when he broke through to the Hedao realm.
But everyone outside was stunned.
Su Tianyang actually withstood such a ferocious saint calamity and passed the eighth one?
Isn’t this a bit too unbelievable?
"What the hell, Su Tianyang's aptitude and strength can only be considered average among the Tribulation Saints. How could he possibly break through and reach the eighth level?"
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