Chapter: 8272

It doesn't help, these can't find the existence of the little one at all.

At this time, Duanshan, Aogu and other immortals are gathering to celebrate.

They didn't know that revenge had already arrived.

"Duanshan, I heard that more than a dozen of your subordinates are going to cross the tribulation recently? Especially the wine pot lord, this time he has passed the tribulation, and he has become a fourth step, which is a step closer to the immortal king." Ao Gu said.

"That's right." Duanshan said with a smile, "There are not many subordinates at the fourth level of Transcending Tribulation, and it takes a lot of resources to train one. Tier 4 subordinates are far more valuable than these resources."

"I also have a few who want to cross the tribulation, but the highest is the second level and breaks through the third level."

"The greater the number of monks crossing the robbery, the greater the power of our Jiushan Alliance."

"..."

They didn't talk about Yue Wuwei's affairs at all. In their opinion, a mere fairy from the Silver Dragon Galaxy couldn't play well here.

A subordinate of Immortal Lord Broken Mountain.

The wine pot venerable.

Today is indeed preparing to cross the catastrophe.

He is in the void of the universe, surrounded by tens of thousands of people, all of whom are high-ranking inner sects of Zixiaomen.

Among them, there are many monks who have crossed the tribulation, more of them are Dacheng, etc., all of them came to experience the coercion of the tribulation thunder.

"Honorable Wine Pot, I wish you success!"

"After this catastrophe, you will be a fourth-order powerhouse, I envy you."

"The wine pot venerable is amazing."

There are many voices of praise, but there are also some envious eyes.

"Hahaha,"

The wine pot venerable laughed: "Thanks to the great love of the head, this deity has also absorbed a lot of spiritual treasure resources for crossing the catastrophe this time, and has prepared for eighty years. Now the time has come, and we will go through the catastrophe here!"

"Rob it!"

In full view.

The wine pot venerable raised his sword and pointed at the sky, oh no, pointed at the void above.

The whole body is full of breath.

Crash!

A layer of dark clouds quickly gathered.

Thunderstorm is approaching.

The dark clouds kept gathering, and the area of ​​the calamity cloud was not high, about thirty li in radius.

It is relatively weak.

"Honorable Wine Pot's aptitude is excellent, how could he summon Thirty Miles Heavenly Tribulation?"