Peerless Taoist

The lightning tribulation sliced through the sky like a blade and struck Leng Wuxiang's body.    

This strike was too loud and clear, and everyone around Wei Yang City could hear it.    

Leng Wuxiang was also unable to withstand this force. He spat out a mouthful of blood and was seriously injured.    

"Forcefully crossing the heavenly thunder is indeed dangerous."    

"If the heavenly thunder is so easy to pass, why are there so many people dying every year in this world? Could it be that he has cultivated to the point of going berserk? He actually chose to break through right now. "    

Among the gazes hidden nearby, there were those who were cold and those who were compassionate.    

Breaking through from the Earth Immortal Realm to the Mysterious Immortal Realm, from the Mysterious Immortal Realm to the sector lord, they would all experience the heavenly thunder.    

This was the law of heaven and earth that had been passed down since the ancient times.    

The cultivation level was born from seizing destiny. It was to seize the power of the Law from this world and use it for oneself.    

Therefore, after it had grown to a certain extent, the Law of the Heavens and Earth in this world would send down a punishment, destroying all these cultivators.    

Many cultivators would choose to suppress their cultivation and not break through for several years or even decades because they did not have the confidence to pass the heavenly thunder.    

"This is only the first stage of the Tribulation, and he is already in such a state. I'm afraid he is going to fail the Tribulation this time." Someone shook his head and sighed, not optimistic about Leng Wuxiang at all.    

In the end, Leng Wuxiang was still too young, not having much foundation at all!    

Under the heavens, lightning poured down like a waterfall!    

Countless bolts of lightning were like numerous vigorous and powerful lightning pythons in the sky as they roared and charged towards Leng Wuxiang.    

In a moment, they were about to swallow Leng Wuxiang completely.    

"The second thunderbolt is coming!" Someone's eyes lit up.    

This lightning bolt was much stronger than the heavenly thunder. The sky was filled with dazzling lightning, making people dizzy and feel the heavenly might.    

Blood was flowing out from the corner of Leng Wuxiang's mouth.    

He shouted out loudly and unleashed his Cultivation Methods. It was as if he was possessed by a frenzied devil, and it was extremely ferocious.    

Leng Wuxiang raised his saber and struck out. His saber intent soared into the sky, and he actually forcefully chopped down the thunderbolt.    

"What!?"    

The experts who were observing the battle were stunned.    

When a cultivator dealt with the heavenly thunder, he would usually choose a formation and prepare a large number of protective treasures to passively receive the baptism of the heavenly thunder.    

Some body refining cultivators would choose to undergo the baptism of the heavenly thunder to temper their bodies and become stronger.    

However, there had never been someone like Leng Wuxiang who directly slashed at the heavenly thunder with his saber!    

This was simply a provocation to the heavens.    

The heavens roared furiously, and dark clouds rolled down from the sky. It was as if the sky was going to fall at any moment.    

In the tavern, countless cultivators ran out, afraid that they would be affected by the lightning.    

Lu Yu called the shopkeeper over and threw a silver note at him. He said indifferently, "Consider it compensation. If it's not enough, you can ask for it from the Rising Dragon Army."    

"It's enough. It's enough. Thank you, my lord!" The shopkeeper was overjoyed to see the banknote. He bowed repeatedly to Lu Yu.    

Niuniu covered Lu Yu's ears and whispered, "Big brother, are you not afraid of thunder?"    

Lu Yu smiled and pinched Niuniu's little face, but his eyes fell on the void.    

He had helped Leng Wuxiang advance to the realm lord realm, and had reached the stage of crossing the heavenly thunder.    

Now, it would depend on whether Leng Wuxiang could grasp the opportunity.    

More and more experts were attracted to the surroundings.    

After Leng Wuxiang slashed a heavenly thunder, he became more and more powerful, as if he had the help of a god.    

"Boom! Boom! Bang!"    

After attacking several times, Leng Wuxiang actually let out a furious roar and rushed into the sky.    

He held the saber in his hand, his hair was disheveled, and the devilish energy around him was overflowing.    

"What is he trying to do?" Everyone's eyelids twitched as they watched.