A bull-headed sage with red eyes.

: "This kid is going to survive the tribulation on the Wangchuan River. He is so vicious. He plans to drag us through the tribulation together..."

The expressions of all the powerful men changed wildly.

He turned around and paddled frantically, swimming towards the shore behind him.

Chu Xiu was too cruel and poisonous.

He is an ancient holy body, and the thunder calamity is inherently terrifying.

We also need to bring together nearly thirty great saints and hundreds of lesser saints to overcome the tribulation together...

You must know that so many people have survived the thunder tribulation.

The power is not as simple as 11.

Thunder tribulations are superimposed on each other, and their power will be doubled.

In addition, the Wangchuan River has no solution to suppress, cultivate, magical powers and secret techniques, and also prohibit the air.

They will have nowhere to escape.

The Wangchuan River has suddenly become a dead end... Once you are in the end, don't even think about escaping.

Chu Xiu had planned everything since he entered the secret place. He wanted to kill a large number of demonic and barbarian saints here who were plotting against him.

Now is the time to implement the plan.

: "Chu Xiu, you are such a vicious ant. If the Ai family survives this calamity, I will cut you into pieces with a thousand knives and burn your soul with yin fire for thousands of years."

The succubus Yuji, the great sage, screamed uncontrollably.

She was affected by Chu Xiu's thunder tribulation.

My own thunder calamity is about to be reduced.

It's not just her.

Everyone was affected, including the fourth sword master who followed and wanted to take advantage.

His old face is pale.

Swim frantically towards the shore.

I just hope that my own thunder disaster will not overlap with others.

In the purple thunder waterfall, Chu Xiu's clothes were torn and the boat was rowing very fast.

He threw his head back and laughed wildly.

: "Seniors, don't leave, come and have some fun!!"

:"Hahaha..."

: "I'll play with your second uncle."

A group of great saints, lesser saints, and crazy dogs are escaping in front of them.

He cursed and cursed constantly.

Another wave of thunder falls.

A dozen little saints who were a little slower screamed and were instantly reduced to ashes.

Seeing this scene, everyone's hearts beat wildly and they swam faster.

On the banks of the Forgotten River.

The monks who had not gone down to the river were stunned by the sudden change.

Everyone opened their mouths.

Looking at the Wangchuan River in the distance.

At this time, the rushing water of the Zhuohuang River could no longer be seen in the Wangchuan River.

Some are just various colors, and the scalp-numbing terrifying thunder slurry is surging...

The little saints are like straw, being harvested so quickly that their lives are lost, leaving no room for struggle.
Chapter completed!