Chapter: 3755

Wu Yin asked curiously.

"No, it's just the second calamity."

Ning Qi laughed.

"Haha! Doesn't that mean that you and I are in the same realm? Although I can't compete with you in combat power, at least this makes me feel quite relieved."

Wu Yin couldn't help laughing.

At the same time, a vortex suddenly appeared in the sky above the Setting Sun Sect, and a golden thunder dragon was swimming in it. Some disciples found this situation and came to report it in a hurry.

"What? The vortex? The golden thunder dragon? Who wants to cross the tribulation in my Setting Sun faction?"

Wu Yin took a breath, and then he quickly looked at Ning Qi, only to find that Ning Qi had disappeared into the hall, Wu Yin's heart skipped a beat, and he galloped out. Several disciples also came out one after another, standing behind Wu Yin, looking at the figure in front of him with some horror and curiosity.

The breath from the vortex in the sky made Wu Yin's heart skip a beat, and the rest of the Setting Sun sect disciples felt even more uncomfortable. They only felt that a huge rock was pressing hard on their hearts.

"Brother Ning is going to cross the catastrophe?"

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Lei Wenjuan and the others rushed out, but they didn't understand the vortex in the sky. Cultivators in the immortal state were not even qualified to suffer thunder disasters. Naturally, they didn't know that in the realm of creation, every time they advanced, they had to go through the horror of life and death. Baptism!

Ning Qi sat cross-legged, and the Prison Suppressing Dragon Elephant Skill in his body was running crazily, ready to meet the thunder calamity.

"Stand back, all of you! Don't come within five miles of this place!"

Wu Yin let out a low cry, and retreated together with the disciples of the Setting Sun Sect. They stood in the distance, looking at Ning Qi with some worry, especially Wu Yin. He knew how terrible the Creator's thunder calamity was, and he could break through To the Creator of the Second Tribulation, it is an adventure, and the two Thunder Tribulations have been weakened to varying degrees, otherwise, before breaking through to the Creator of the First Tribulation, it is estimated that he would have been bombarded and killed by the Thunder Tribulation to scum!

Now Ning Qi is the Creator of the Second Tribulation and the Creator of the Third Tribulation, and the Thunder Tribulation he encountered must be at least 50% stronger than the Thunder Tribulation he encountered before!

"I don't know if Brother Ning is ready...Why is he sitting on the ground?..."

Wu Yin's eyes are full of worry, but outsiders can't help a monk to cross the catastrophe, he can only rely on himself, and even if there is a defensive spirit weapon, it is useless, it can only increase the power of the thunder catastrophe, only the ghost weapon and a few Only the treasures of heaven and earth that can be used to cross the catastrophe can weaken the power of the thunder catastrophe!

"The Creator Thunder Tribulation?"

"The Creator who supported the Setting Sun Sect just now encountered a thunder calamity? He was already so terrifying before. If he survives this thunder calamity, how terrible will it be?"

"I heard that the creator's thunder calamity is a matter of life and death every time. Many creators could have lived for millions of years, but in the end, some of them only lived for hundreds of thousands of years. They were not beheaded by the enemy, but Died under the thunder calamity!"

"If this person fails to cross the tribulation, I don't think Wu Yin, the suzerain of the Setting Sun Sect, will be able to laugh for long. The Tianxin Sect will definitely not allow this hidden danger to exist forever!"

Some monks who hadn't gone far were attracted back by the breath of Lei Jie. They all looked at Ning Qi and communicated in low voices. There were more than a dozen creators from major sects who came after seeing the vortex in the sky. There was a look of lingering fear on their faces. The lowest cultivation level of this group of suzerains was half-step good fortune, and the highest was the second-kalpa creator. Except for half-step good fortune, the rest of them had experienced the horror of thunder calamity.

"Elder Nangong."

They suddenly found a purple-clothed female cultivator beside them, and hurriedly saluted.

"Excuse me."

Nangong Ruozi nodded lightly, and then her gaze fell on Ning Qi, with a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, "Why is this son sitting through the robbery? Could it be that he has no confidence to survive the robbery and has given up?"

Thinking of this, a gleam of joy flashed in Nangong Ruozi's eyes. Just now, he was worried about whether this person would help Wu Yin to get ahead. If this person died under the thunder disaster, this worry could be eliminated.

There are more and more golden dragons in the vortex, and finally they start to fuse together, turning into a huge golden dragon that even monks hundreds of miles away can feel the palpitations of the golden dragon. Suddenly let out a roar, and rushed directly towards Ning Qi.

boom!