Just as the thunder was densely falling, Jiang Hao's leather armor suddenly burst out with a layer of yellow light, and the inner pill in front of his chest slipped out, scattering a faint yellow light, floating directly in front of Jiang Hao's forehead.

Jiang Hao, who was tired of dealing with it, became much more relaxed in a blink of an eye. He couldn't help but look at Xue Qianqiu, but saw the other party's eyes closed, his expression was distorted, and his palms slowly danced, but his movements were much slower than before.

Alas, this woman said arrogantly just now that I won’t die even if she dies. It’s obviously a bragging thing!

Thinking of this, Xue Qianqiu raised his hand and grabbed the ground. An object suddenly rose up and quickly enlarged above her head, becoming like a huge hat.

Then she grabbed it again, then threw it, and an object came straight to Jiang Hao. In the dense thunder, Jiang Hao heard Xue Qianqiu's clear voice clearly: "The internal force is thrust, and you can hide in it to ensure safety!"

Jiang Hao couldn't help but grab the object and looked at it. It was a purple gourd the size of a thumb.

...

Xue Qianqiu felt that she could not hold it anymore.

She knew clearly that most monks had to rely on their own strength to overcome tribulations. Other auxiliary strategies such as elixirs, magic weapons and magic arrays were only able to remove some thunder power, some could only withstand three or five thunder bombardment, and some could only improve their strength in a hurry. It was really useful and unreliable.

What's more, there is no magic array at this moment, and the most powerful magic weapon is not there. The most fatal thing is that the throat disease has just recovered, which has damaged part of its vitality and reduced its strength by about one or two percent.

Under the dense thunder, every move of resistance required all his strength. Xue Qianqiu's meridians were exhausted very quickly, and the lack of strength made her not even have a chance to breathe, so she soon showed exhaustion.

She felt that even if she used the two magic weapons at hand, she could not escape the fate of dying here. Therefore, she only left a sky-covering banner and threw the thunder pot to Jiang Hao.

She knew clearly that the Thunder Pot was enough to protect Jiang Hao who was located outside. And after she died, the Thunder would soon dissipate, and Jiang Hao would be saved.

Little guy, you have restored my previous gentle voice. This is my mother's Xie Yi, live well.

...

Jiang Hao tried to inject internal strength, and the purple gourd suddenly expanded rapidly, and Jiang Hao was included in it like a jade snail. The difference is that when you live in the jade snail, you can see the scene outside and hear the sound. However, the purple gourd was dark and silent, and you can't even hear the dense thunder.

Jiang Hao immediately believed Xue Qianqiu's bold words before, and it turned out that Lord Zhanggong really believed it.

Jiang Hao was inexplicably moved. He could not bear the feeling of being trusted and protected by others, so he immediately made an important decision.

He quickly adjusted his breathing, accumulated some strength, steadily protected his mind, and then quickly removed the purple gourd, threw the leather armor on his body and the inner elixir on his forehead forward, and shouted sternly: "Sir, catch it!"

Exposed in the dense thunder, Jiang Hao was instantly hit by the pressure of running around. He struggled to resist for a few times, but he didn't even bother to see where the leather armor and inner elixir were going, so he stimulated the purple gourd again and hid in and gasped.

As the thunder was raging, Xue Qianqiu did not hear Jiang Hao clearly, but only heard his hard shout. She looked in the sound and saw two yellow light balls, one big and one small, floating in the dense light, which was particularly eye-catching. It was absolutely extraordinary at first glance.

Before she could think about it, she immediately jumped up with all her strength, waved her palm to resist the thunder, and ran towards the two light balls.

When she saw that it was leather armor and a big light bead, she climbed under the leather armor without hesitation. When she reached out to grab the bead, the bead slipped away quickly and then slung in front of her forehead, shaking with her figure.

Xue Qianqiu felt relaxed all over, and the thunder was still bombarding, but she got an extremely precious opportunity to breathe, which revitalized her already dark mind.

She quickly returned to the previous cross-sitting place to avoid bringing more thunder to Jiang Hao who had already hidden, and then sat cross-legged, opened her eyes and stared at the bombarding lightning. If it was thinner, she would stretch out one hand to resist. If it was thicker, she would attack with both hands.

As a result, she quickly adjusted her breath and stabilized her mind. So she picked up a few pills she had placed on the ground and stuffed them into her mouth.

Haha, I can finally resist the thunder while refining the pills!

So, why didn’t this pill be refined from the beginning? Because this is an emergency pill and will only be used in critical moments. If you use it in advance, it would be like eating life-saving dry food in advance, which is really unwise.

As for people like Jiang Hao who use Qinglie Pill as emergency pills, they are really extravagant and beyond the reach of people.

...

Within the next two hours, Jiang Hao ran out of the purple gourd several times to check, and each time he was bombarded by thunder and fled back in a panic.

However, Xue Qianqiu became more and more relaxed. Under the continuous thunder, there were leather armor and inner elixirs to remove the power, and the help of elixirs inside, her breath became longer and longer, and her mind became more and more calm.

However, she did not slack off at all. In the thunder tribulation, any strange thing could happen, and there might be a huge thunder that would bombard people with neglected thoughts into slags.

Moreover, generally speaking, there are often a few huge thunders at the end of the thunder tribulation, which is the ultimate test.

Thinking of this, the thunder gradually became sparse, and there were still no matter how many times the light column was cast at the same time as the bowl. Xue Qianqiu thought to himself, it's coming soon.

Sure enough, after a brief tranquility, a lightning bolt of one foot thick and thin bombarded with earth-shaking thunder. The strong light shone the small pieces of the four peaks. The dull thunder made the souls of countless monks living in the distance shocked and were frightened and uneasy.

Xue Qianqiu was ready, and he thrust his palms hard, and his mouth was filled with a dull roar, his temples exploded instantly, and the white veil that had never been taken off before was also stirred up and flew away.

Rumble rumble—

The huge impact sounded suddenly and continued.

Immediately afterwards, the same beam of light and thunder came again, and Xue Qianqiu waved his palm and bombarded him again without any breathing.

Immediately, the third sound of the same thunder came, Xue Qianqiu was frightened, rushed to fight, and waved his palms again.

Rumble rumble rumble—

The continuous sound of impact exploded dullly, Xue Qianqiu's arms swollen rapidly, his hands were covered with cracks and blood. There was nothing in her meridians. The thief was empty, his soul was so weak that he was almost fainted.

She expected that there would be several giant thunders at the end, but she did not expect that the giant thunders were so closely connected, without any buffering in the middle, which made her not have any breathing, and in a flash, she wasted all the accumulated power.

At this moment, as long as there is a small thunder, even if it is only the size of a bowl, she will die in an instant.

I'm really... a little unwilling to accept it. It seems that I have reached the last moment. I don't know how many monks are like me, at this moment of failure.

The thunder never came, and the dark clouds above my head were still covered with ferocious conscience. At this moment, Xue Qianqiu suddenly felt that all the hard-working actions in the past seemed like jokes. At this moment, he was like a speck of dust, quietly waiting for the final judgment, either life or death.

This feeling has never happened when she was promoted to Shui Linglong, but it is so real and so clear at this moment. This makes Xue Qianqiu feel that compared to the world, she is really humble and pitiful.

The past was floating like smoke and clouds, and two drops of tears quickly condensed in her eyes, and then slid down her face. A breeze suddenly passed by her ears, blowing the messy silk up.

The raindrops as big as copper coins dripped down, smashing the ruins around them into a crackling sound, the dark clouds dissipated, and the raindrops stopped.

A powerful force emerged from Xue Qianqiu's meridians, and it instantly penetrated its body and soared upwards. A huge phantom sitting cross-legged in the air dozens of feet high was transformed. It lasted for twenty or thirty breaths before slowly dissipating.

Cheers from far and near came one after another, but Yu Dongli and others did not come to check the situation in the Palm Palace immediately. They all knew an important thing: now is the critical moment for the Lord of the Palm Palace to reshape their physical appearance, and they must not disturb them.

Many people secretly thought that they didn't know what a peerless face the Lord of the Palm Palace, who has always loved beauty, would recreate it.

Zi Luochen and Xiao Mianhua were full of anxiety. They were more concerned about Jiang Hao's safety. Yun Piaomiao pondered for a moment and said confidently: "According to the temperament of the Lord Zhanggong, Jiang Hao should be fine. Since she has strong self-protection, protecting Jiang Hao is just a good thing."

Zi Luochen felt a little relieved, but Xiao Mianhua was still restless. The thunder disaster just now scared her, and her head was still buzzing, and she was really worried.

...

The last three thunders were too fierce. Jiang Hao hid in the purple gourd and felt the vibration of heaven and earth, and heard the clear thunder, which made him understand that the protection of this magic weapon was also limited.

After the thunder, the gourd was still dark and quiet. After a long time, Jiang Hao couldn't help but poked his head out again. He wanted to see if it was the thunder tribulation that had ended or the death of the palm palace.

It was quiet outside, the clouds disappeared, the mist dissipated, and the sun shone brightly. The white figure of the Lord Zhanggong sat dozens of feet away, facing him sideways, without moving.

Jiang Hao couldn't hold it in his heart: Is she meditating? Or is she already...

But why are there no one around? Why don’t Elder Yu and the others come to check it out?

With all kinds of questions, Jiang Hao tiptoed forward and shouted from time to time: "Master Zhanggong, Master Zhanggong..."

Soon, he walked to a place one or two feet away from Baiying, and looked at the white floating on the head of the Lord Zhanggong, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Why is my head turned pale? Is it really... dead?

A feeling of heartache suddenly rose, and he slowly walked around in front. What caught his eye was a fair but wrinkled face, his eyes closed, and he felt peaceful.

Jiang Hao sighed, knelt down slowly on his knees, kowtowed seriously, and said respectfully: "Sir Zhanggong, go all the way."

A soft voice suddenly rang out: "What are you doing?"

Jiang Hao was so scared that he sat down on the ground.

"Hahaha, I actually kowtowed to me, okay, good boy, come on, I will give you an opportunity."

"No!" Jiang Hao waved his hand desperately.

"No need to refuse, you can afford it." Xue Qianqiu approached Jiang Hao like a ghost and grabbed his wrist.

"Huh?" She couldn't help but be stunned and looked at Jiang Hao in confusion.

Jiang Hao suddenly fell into an ice cave.
Chapter completed!