The Settling Sun School.

The unindividual female cultivators who were tortured by the Blood Demon Sect cultivators quickly recovered under the treatment of Ning Qi's fairy spirit energy, but the trauma they suffered in their hearts could not recover in a short period of time. Lei Wenjuan took them down to rest, and the others looked at Ning Qi curiously and turned around and left. In the hall, only Ning Qi and Wu Yin were left.

"Brother Ning, I will never thank you for your kindness."

Wu Yin looked at Ning Qi and said seriously.

"You and my brother, why are you polite? When I was in the inner realm, the monks of the Greedy Lang Sect wanted to kill me. Didn't you help me?"

Ning Qi smiled.

A trace of memory flashed in Wu Yin's eyes. This incident has not been too long in Ning Qi's memory, but in Wu Yin's memory, it was almost four thousand years ago, and it was a bit far away.

Thinking of Ning Qi, who could not even beat even the Eternal Realm cultivator, now he could suppress the leader of the Blood Demon Sect with a wave of his hand, Wu Yin sighed in his heart, saying that he is worthy of being Ning Killing God, and his combat power talent was fully demonstrated in the battle in the Central Continent. He has been so strong in the past thousands of years.

"Brother Ning, your current cultivation level is probably the Creator of the Three Tribulations, right?"

Wu Yin asked curiously.

"No, just two disasters."

Ning Qi smiled.

"Haha! Isn't that saying that you and me are the same? Although I can't compare the combat power with you, at least this makes me feel quite relieved."

Wu Yin couldn't help but smile.

At the same time, a whirlpool suddenly began to appear above the Canyang Sect, and the golden thunder dragon was cruising in it. Some disciples discovered this situation and rushed to report it.

"What? Whirlpool? Golden Thunder Dragon? Who is going to overcome the tribulation in my Settling Sun Sect?"

Wu Yin took a deep breath, and then he quickly looked at Ning Qi, but found that Ning Qi had disappeared in the hall. Wu Yin's heart skipped a beat and rushed out. At this time, the dozens of disciples left in the Canyang Sect also came out one after another, standing behind Wu Yin, looking at the figure ahead with some horror and curiosity.

The breath from the vortex in the sky made Wu Yin feel frightened. The other disciples of the Canyang Sect felt even more uncomfortable. They only felt a huge rock pressing against their hearts.

"Brother Ning is going to get through the tribulation?"

"What are you doing at the senior?"

Lei Wenjuan and others rushed out, and they were a little confused about the vortex in the sky. The monks in the Eternal Realm did not have the qualifications to be connected to the thunder tribulation. Naturally, they did not know that when they arrived in the Creation Realm, they would have to go through the baptism of the terrifying life and death every time they advanced!

Ning Qi sat cross-legged, and the Dragon and Elephant Art in his body was madly operating, ready to face this thunder tribulation.

"You all retreat! Don't get close to this place for five miles!"

Wu Yin shouted softly and retreated with the disciples of the Canyang Sect. They stood in the distance and looked at Ning Qi with some concern, especially Wu Yin. He knew how terrible the creator of the Creator was. He had experienced an adventure, and both thunder tribulations were weakened to varying degrees. Otherwise, before breaking through to the Creator of the First Tribulation, he would have been killed into a scum by the thunder tribulation!

Ning Qi is currently the Creator of the Second Tribulation and advanced to the Third Tribulation. The thunder tribulation he encountered should be at least 50% stronger than the thunder tribulation he encountered before!

"I wonder if Brother Ning is ready... Why did he sit on the ground?"

Wu Yin's eyes were full of worries, but outsiders could not help the monks in the tribulation, so they could only rely on themselves. Moreover, even if they had defensive spiritual weapons, it was useless, and they could only increase the power of the thunder tribulation. Only underworld weapons and a few treasures that could be used to overcome tribulation can weaken the power of the thunder tribulation!

"The Creator's Thunder Tribulation?"

"The Creator who just supported the Canyang Sect, actually encountered a thunder tribulation? He was already so terrifying before. How scary would it be if he had survived this thunder tribulation?"

"I heard that the Creator's thunder tribulation is every time related to life and death. Many Creator could have lived for millions of years or millions of years, but in the end, some of them lived for only hundreds of thousands of years, not by their enemies, but by their deaths under the thunder tribulation!"

"If this person fails to survive the tribulation, I think Wu Yin, the leader of the Canyang Sect, will not laugh for long. Tianxin Sect will definitely not let this safety hazard exist forever!"

Some cultivators who had not gone far were attracted by the breath of the thunder tribulation, and they looked at Ning Qi and whispered. There were more than a dozen creators of major sects who came and saw the vortex in the sky. They looked at them with lingering fear on their faces. The lowest cultivation level of these sect masters was half-step fortune, and the highest was the creator of the second tribulation. Except for half-step fortune, the rest of the others had experienced the horror of the thunder tribulation.

"Elder Nangong."

They suddenly found that there was a purple cultivator around them, and they hurriedly saluted.

"No gift."

Nangong Ruozi nodded lightly, then her eyes fell on Ning Qi, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes, "How could this boy sit in the tribulation? Could it be that he has given up after he has not been confident that he has passed this tribulation?"

Thinking of this, a hint of joy flashed in Nangong Ruozi's eyes. She was worried just now that this person would help Wu Yin stand up. If this person died under the thunder tribulation, this worry would be spared.

There were more and more golden dragons in the vortex, and finally began to merge together and turned into an extremely huge head. Even the monks hundreds of miles away could feel the palpitations of the golden dragon. The golden dragon, which had changed from thunder tribulation, suddenly roared and rushed towards Ning Qi.

boom!

The dust and smoke around him rose up, rising hundreds of feet high. The world was instantly covered by dust and smoke, making it difficult for everyone to see whether Ning Qi had endured this thunder tribulation or was struck into ashes by this thunder tribulation.

"Sect Master, senior, won't be in trouble, right?"

Lei Wenjuan looked worried, and the other disciples of the Canyang Sect were also worried. Ning Qi saved them this time and called the sect leader brothers. With such an existence, they really don’t want the other party to die under the thunder tribulation!

"Don't worry, my brother is a cockroach's life and it's not so easy to die."

Wu Yin comforted that in fact, he had no clue in his heart. The whirlpool in the sky gradually dissipated. At the same time, the dust and smoke that enveloped the world gradually fell on the ground, and a figure appeared in it.

"Is he still alive?"

Everyone's eyes were full of curiosity.

"How is this possible!"

When Ning Qi's figure appeared clearly in front of everyone, the creators who had experienced the thunder tribulation roared in their hearts.

Wu Yin's lips raised slightly, "I just said, my brother doesn't die so easily."

In addition to his messy hair, dark face, and gray-carbon clothes, Ning Qi was breathing slowly at this moment, and a faint lightning appeared on his body.

"Cultivate? He practiced under the thunder tribulation?"

Nangong Ruozi looked at this scene in a daze.
Chapter completed!