Chapter 125: Choice

Xiao Wenbing smiled bitterly. As a disciple of the early stage of the Golden Elixir, it was a fool to resist such a heavenly tribulation.

No wonder, Old Taoist Xianyun asked him to hand over his natal golden talisman, because the old Taoist priest had already seen that with his disciple's cultivation level, he could not resist the heavenly tribulation at all.

Think about it, it’s true that such a high-end guy, if even a small Jindan stage cultivator can easily take it down, then how could the old monsters who have passed the catastrophe still fear this thing like a tiger...

Looking up at the sky, what I saw in front of me was another scene that scared him...

The powerful energy that filled the entire world gradually gathered in that small inch of land, and a faint thunder slowly emerged from the magnificent heads.

Xiao Wenbing sighed bitterly. He originally planned to use his master's natal golden talisman one step later, but now it seems that it is an extremely luxurious dream.

If you hold on to the strength and do not use the master's natal golden talisman, then the next thunder will probably be able to break yourself up.

He sighed inwardly, waved his hand, and the natal golden talisman with a thick golden light had already faced the sky.

Old Taoist Xianyun has been practicing hard for nearly a thousand years, and he has to absorb and transform countless vital energy of heaven and earth every day. The natal golden talisman has really condensed powerful spiritual power, even compared to the ordinary eighth and nineth level magic weapons, it is not inferior. That is why he told Xiao Wenbing with such confidence that this natal golden talisman is enough to withstand the first four heavenly disasters.

Of course, if you change to other magic weapons of the same level, with Xiao Wenbing's skill at this time, you can't imagine that you can exert one of the power. But the natal golden talisman is different, and its function is somewhat similar to the life-saving golden talisman passed down from the immortal world by Baihe Zhenren.

Even Xiao Wenbing can still exert more than 50% of its power. Just this 50% of its power is enough to make him resist the previous few thunders.

"boom……"

Perhaps it was because Xiao Wenbing resisted the first thunder alone with his own strength, so the second thunder mixed with lightning flashes, aimed at Xiao Wenbing and blasted it down fiercely.

While cursing in his heart, Xiao Wenbing drove the natal golden talisman to meet him.

"Dong..."

This time, a earth-shaking loud noise spread from afar, and the power of the sky thunder was so great. It was far better than the first time.

However, compared with Xiao Wen's embarrassing look, Old Taoist Xianyun's natal golden talisman seemed much more stable.

Faced with such powerful power of heaven and earth, the shield shone with layers of golden light only slightly shaking and completely returned to peace.

"Ah..." Xiao Wenbing sighed sincerely: "It's really worthy of being a master. This natal golden talisman is indeed amazing. If I had copied a few copies earlier, let alone the heavenly tribulation. Even if it was the earth, human tribulation, god tribulation, and ghost tribulation all came together, there was no need to worry."

The old Taoist Xianyun in the distance shivered. He frowned and thought to himself, the heavenly tribulation is indeed powerful, just like this second heavenly tribulation. This caused a wave of protection shield. I really don’t know how to resist those disasters in the future.

"Boom..."

As if God was furious, this time, even the thunder was a little different. The clouds in the sky became thicker and thicker, and the distance from Xiao Wenbing seemed to be getting closer and closer. The whole world seemed to be filled with this thick darkness.

"Dong..."

The third thunder slashed heavily on the protective net of the natal golden talisman. The protective cover swayed quickly, and the golden light in the sky suddenly dimmed. The dark aura seemed to have increased a little more.

However, after the continuous power of the thunder that day passed, the natal golden talisman began to float and flew. It quickly absorbed the vital energy of heaven and earth in the space, and the golden light became richer again.

Xiao Wenbing slapped his thigh and shouted, "Suck, suck quickly..." He had a sudden inspiration and thoughts. He flipped his wrist and actually took out the natal golden talisman in his dantian and waved his hand. The power in the golden talisman swarmed towards the top.

Although with his little power, he is not at the same level as the old Taoist Xianyun's real golden talisman, he is still a fellow student of the art school, and as a supplementary reserve force, it still plays a little role.

When the fourth thunder in the sky gradually formed, the old Taoist Xianyun's natal golden talisman had recovered 70% or 80% of its power.

Such a speed was far beyond Xiao Wenbingdi's expectations. Unexpectedly, when the energy of the golden talisman reached a very strong level, the recovery speed would be greatly increased.

In the distance, although the leader of Tianyi and Zhang Daoren were worried about abnormality, no one dared to approach him easily.

What they fear is that if they approach it rashly, once a new series of disasters is triggered, it will be called the birthday boy hanging himself - living impatiently.

Finally, when the thundercloud storm took shape again, a fourth thunder that far exceeded the total power of the previous three heavenly tribulations broke out.

The huge and dazzling lightning, deafening sound of landmine, carried the energy of destroying the world and smashed it down fiercely.

"Dong..."

This time the loud noise spread from afar. The old Taoist, who was the master of the Earth and Tianyi in the distance, was as if he had passed the disaster period, and he thought it was not good. He retreated suddenly and retreated a hundred miles away in an instant.

Old Taoist Xianyun was also frightened, and a faint cloud of thick fog began to gather above his head.

He looked up at the sky, his face full of joy or sorrow.

The old Taoist priest naturally knew that his natal golden talisman had been greatly traumatized under the infinite power of the heavenly thunder. And due to the qi, as long as the natal golden talisman was broken, his heavenly tribulation would soon follow.

I sighed slightly. After all, I didn’t use my natal golden talisman myself, otherwise I would have been so embarrassed if I had just the fourth heavenly tribulation...

The thick cloud in the sky has not yet dispersed. The fifth catastrophe, the heart-wrenching fifth catastrophe, has indeed come out.

He looked ahead, and at this moment, the only thing he cared about was Xiao Wenbing, that child, how should he choose?

The little golden light gradually dissipated under the pressure of the sky thunder.

Xiao Wenbing looked at the thick clouds that were still scattered and gathered above his head, and his heart suddenly became cold.

Wenbing, remember what I said, if it is the Four Thunder Tribulations, you can overcome it with the natal golden talisman of your master, but if it is the Five Thunder Tribulations, then...

You can save someone with the life-saving gold talisman and protect yourself with the master's natal gold talisman. As for the others, you don't have to worry about it.

"Is the Five Thunder Tribulation?" Xiao Wenbing's face showed a bitter smile, and his eyes floated over the calm face of the two women: "Choose one of two, this is really a difficult multiple-choice question. Uh."

The bitterness on Xiao Wenbing's face gradually faded. He looked at the thunder clouds that were already clearly visible in the sky and shouted: "God, do you think the five thunder tribulations are great? Tell you, I'm not afraid of the nine heavens of thunder and fire tribulations."

After shouting these bold words, Xiao Wenbing took out the life-saving golden talisman and slowly let it go. The golden talisman rose in his hand. Although the concentration of this golden light could not be compared with the natal golden talisman of Old Taoist Xianyun, in terms of the power, the old Taoist priest's natal golden talisman that had been cultivated for thousands of years was not as good as the golden talisman drawn by the ancestor Baihe, who came from the immortal world.

Things in the fairy world are indeed extraordinary. The aura of the fairy spirit is nothing but two different realms compared to the spiritual energy of the cultivator. No matter how powerful the spiritual energy is, it cannot compare to the life-saving golden talisman containing the aura of the fairy spirit.

Looking at the calm golden light in front of him, Xiao Wenbing's eyes floated over the two women's faces one by one.

Which one should I give?

He sighed sadly, took a step forward, stared at Zhang Yaqi's simple and elegant face, slowly approached, and gently touched her soft and wet lips.

He took a step back and bounced his fingers, and the golden light slowly moved to Zhang Yaqi's head. Wherever the divine thought passed, the soft golden light scattered like a waterfall, covering Zhang Yaqi's body.

Waving slightly, the natal golden talisman hanging high above his head fell down. After three heavenly tribulations, the golden talisman that the old Taoist priest practiced for life had become much dim. Xiao Wenbing smiled and said to himself: "If only one person is saved, it should be OK."

He raised his foot and walked to Feng Baiyi. The stunning face that was fascinating in the eyes was impressed by his heart. His heart ached for no clarity.

After leaning over his head, he was only a few inches away from his bright red lips, but he unexpectedly felt guilty and gritted his teeth. He turned his face and kissed her fair and soft face hard.

The finger flicked again, and the old Taoist priest's natal golden talisman flew over Feng Baiyi's head together with his own small golden talisman.

As soon as the divine thought changed, the golden light of the natal golden talisman began to shrink and superimpose. The golden light that originally enveloped three people and one demon gradually overlapped. In the end, it just enveloped the phoenix white clothes.

The range narrowed, and the originally dim golden light became richer again.

Xiao Wenbing nodded with satisfaction. Such a concentration of golden light could withstand this thunder.

However, he did not notice that a faint blush suddenly surged on the stunning face shrouded under the golden light.

The final gaze moved to the huge light pupa, Xiao Wenbing sighed and said, "Butterfly Immortal, Butterfly Immortal, it's not that I don't help you, but that I'm already unable to protect myself. This last disaster will depend on you to take it yourself."

Although this guy was the culprit, Xiao Wenbing was so strange that he did not have a trace of resentment in his heart at this time.

Looking up at the sky, a little light was vaguely visible from the thunder clouds and storm, and the fifth thunder finally came out.
Chapter completed!