Outside the tower.

Dark clouds roll.

The clouds accumulate thicker and thicker.

"Is this...thunder catastrophe?"

Fu Shiyi frowned slightly, and the Golden Pill stage triggered a thunder tribulation. This was never heard of, unless it was... Yimu, the son of the human demon, or Bai Lian, who was the body of the white lotus.

But.

The power of this thunder tribulation in front of you.

Far less than when building a foundation with a tree.

Fu Shiyi turned his head and looked at Mr. Fu who also came out:

"Grandfather, do you know who is causing the thunder catastrophe?"

"Thinking the Source."

Mr. Fu stroked his beard.

But I found that my beard had clear light and sighed silently.

But the face soon showed joy:

"Siyuan is originally a mutated thunder spirit root. His formation of pills can trigger thunder tribulation. In reason, when Siyuan builds the foundation, the thunder spirit root has not obvious advantages. However, if he can successfully withstand this wave of thunder tribulation, his combat power will be extraordinary in the future. I heard that some monks at the peak of the Golden Pill have even challenged the early stage of the Nascent Soul cultivators above the level."

"Boom!"

Not finished speaking.

Horizon.

Instantly lightning and thunder.

Mr. Fu looked at the fierce thunder tribulation and glanced at the colorful pagoda again, and couldn't help but feel a little worried:

"Eleventh, can you let the Soul Source come out of the tower and experience disasters?"

"No need."

Fu Shiyi's eyes were glowing.

Although the second floor of the Seven Colorful Pagoda is a small world in its area, after opening it for a few months, the remaining spiritual energy inside becomes extremely thin. As soon as she entered the tower, she realized that if this world wants to truly operate, it must operate according to the rules of the heavenly way.

Wind, rain, thunder and lightning!

Essential.

"Grandfather, you are watching outside, I enter the tower, abbot."

Fu Shiyi is the owner of the colorful pagoda.

Fu Siyuan experienced tribulation in the tower, which is equivalent to the colorful pagoda also intervening. The causal cycle, and as the owner of the colorful pagoda will inevitably be affected by the thunder tribulation.

"Boom!"

"Boom!!"

Two thunder sounded again in the sky.

The thick dark clouds were like a gap being torn open by someone with his hands. A two-colored divine thunder burst out, and in the whistling, they struck the body of the seven-color pagoda.

"Buzz buzz ~~"

The pagoda trembled.

A yellow light lit up on the tower body, and dense runes emerged, as if there was life, squirming quickly, and the divine thunder that struck the tower were all absorbed.

"Boom!!"

During the thunder tribulation, it seemed like someone was holding a hammer and hitting it hard again.

Like.

As if being irritated.

Although it was only knocked once, a three-colored divine thunder roared down in the disaster cloud, reaching the heart of the tower!

"Boom!!"

A large cloud of sparks floated up in Wanling Mountain.

The colorful pagoda sways even more powerfully.

This time.

One-third of the lightning poured into the tower.

Directly slashing on Fu Siyuan who has experienced tribulations.

A bag bulged up between Fu Siyuan's forehead, and the bag stretched and contracted and absorbed the lightning light.

At this time.

The thunder tribulation in the sky has dissipated.

A Jindan monk can attract three-colored thunder tribulation, which is already very terrifying.

Grey rain falls into the colorful pagoda.

Half of it is absorbed by the tower body.

The other half and two-thirds were absorbed by Fu Siyuan's convex hull between the forehead. After the convex hull was absorbed, a small thunder horn emerged.

"Huh!"

Fu Shiyi of the abbot formation.

Suddenly I felt a lighter.

Her eyes lit up.

She actually got Thunder Gan Lin.

"There are such good things!"
Chapter completed!