Although the words of these Yuan Infant Stage Great Cultivators were clear and orderly, Ling Huyan and the others, who were standing behind him, couldn't hear the slightest sound at all.
There was no doubt that the Great Monks were just standing there silently, as if they had done nothing, but there was already an invisible shield around them, but extremely tenacious.
It is also because of this shield, even if the wind and thunder in the Thunder Valley are loud and fluctuating, they can't help these great monks at all.
The most bursting wind could not lift the corners of their clothes.
Of course, the corresponding thing is that the many monks of the Shang Alliance standing behind these great monks can't figure out the attitude of these great monks towards Li Sen at all.
Ling Hubai was one of these monks.
Although Li Sen's previous scene of the catastrophe made Ling Hubai startled, Ling Hubai was still more aware of Li Sen's strength.
She knew in her heart that even if she advanced to the Jindan stage, if she fought with Li Sen at this moment, who would win and who would lose would probably still be between the two.
Although Li Sen hid his strength very well before, Ling Hu Bai knew very well that although the thunder tribulation at this moment seemed terrifying, he was almost hot if he wanted to take Li Sen's life.
What worries Hu Bai is that at this moment, the Heavenly Tribulation obviously has no signs of ending, and the power is still in the process of further increase.
In her eyes, if the power of the next thunder tribulation is about twice as much as before, then even she will be difficult to resist, let alone Li Sen, who has not yet advanced to the Jindan stage Thinking of this, this woman couldn't help but worry about Li Sen.
Therefore, she seemed to look at the eight great monks intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to see what their attitude towards Li Sen was.
In Ling Hubai's heart, even if the Great Elder of the Shang Alliance, Wen Zhong, had an ordinary attitude towards Li Sen and would not help, Wei Rulong and his wife would definitely take action to save Li Sen's life After all, the reason why Li Sen entered the Gathering Star Business Alliance was entirely because the couple still had Young Master Wei, in other words, Li Sen was a member of their Wei family.
Therefore, even if Ling Hubai was worried about Li Sen in her heart, every time her gaze swept over Wei Rulong and his wife, her heart calmed down a little and felt relieved.
It's just that compared with Ling Hubai, who is not deeply involved in the world and has relatively shallow experience in the world, her predecessor Ling Huyan of the same clan knows the reason better.
Ling Huyan knew in her heart that although Li Sen was a promising star who seemed to anyone, the problem was that if Li Sen couldn't break through the Jindan period, then no matter how promising he was, it would be equivalent to a waste, and he would even be buried under the thunder tribulation.
Expecting Leeson to be in danger and the couple to come to their aid was unlikely.
Unless, Li Sen showed more outstanding strength, outstanding enough to make those Yuan Infant Stage Great Cultivators really moved, so outstanding that people felt that if they didn't save this person, it would be a huge loss to the Shang Alliance.
In short, Li Sen must rely on his own strength to survive this fifth round of thunderstorm.
"It's ridiculous to say, even if Li Sen's qualifications are poor, it is impossible to be worse than the four spirit veins.
If you survive this round of thunder tribulation, I am afraid that the tribulation will already be successful, and where will you need the help of the snobbish old guys at that time, but how did Li Sen cultivate to such a realm in a few years with such poor qualifications Even Young Master Wei and Ling Hubai, who are extremely qualified in the business alliance, I am afraid that the cultivation speed is only similar to him, which is really strange. ” Ling Huyan thought as she hugged her shoulders and gently held her cheeks, as if she was thinking about something.
Among the monks of the Jindan period, some people were thinking about things in a daze, and some people secretly nodded and commented on Li Sen.
There was a small wave of monks, just like this, hiding in the distant inconspicuous mountains, looking at Li Sen from afar.
While commenting on Li Sen's strength, they mentioned some things on the southern side of Xinjiang, as if they were comparing Li Sen with a certain monk on the southern side of Xinjiang.
And Nan Xin, the elder of the Star Mansion Keqing, who had a relationship with Li Sen, was also among them, and stood at the very core, as if he was a star arching moon.
Interestingly, Nan Xin, who looks like a young girl, has always looked at Li Sen's eyes with sparkling eyes, and seems to appreciate Li Sen very much.
In the Thundering Valley, on the earthen platform next to the Thundering Temple.
At this moment, the earthen platform can be described as a mess.
Countless spirit stones that had been consumed by the spiritual energy were scattered everywhere on the earth platform like piles of white pebbles.
And the shattered array artifacts, the tattered five-element array flags, and all kinds of dull array treasures set off this earthen platform as if it had survived the catastrophe.
In fact, what happened to this earthen platform before was not much different from the rest of his life after the catastrophe.
From the first thunderous roar in the Thunder Valley in the early morning, to the last azure lightning when the moon sets in the western mountains, the power of the entire forty-eight lightning strikes has almost all descended on this earth platform.
In the eyes of everyone, the thunder tribulation was clearly split on the golden shield.
But in fact, the huge thunder power was all exerted on the dozen or so monks on the earthen platform.
As the power of the thunder power became stronger and stronger, the intensity of the attacks encountered by this earth platform also increased.
Gradually, at some point, there was already a foundation building stage formation master whose face was pale and slumped on the ground.
This formation master in the middle stage of foundation building was injured by the aftermath of the power of thunder, and his body was paralyzed, and he had no strength to get up for a while.
He wasn't the first to fall, in Li Sen's last wave of thunderstorms, after a thunderous convulsion, most of these formations were already lying on the ground.
The only ones who could still maintain their demeanor and sit in place were a few late-stage foundation building monks, including the Thunder Watching Master.
Their mana is strong and their minds are tenacious, so they are able to stand tall.
Even so, the hair and beards of these people were blown up, and their roots stood upright, and their faces were blackened and burnt, which looked a little funny.
After glancing at the blue-robed old Dao of the Thundering Observation Lord, he glanced around the earth platform, and said with a wry smile: "There are so many Taoist friends who have fallen, it seems that this snake pan thunder array is difficult to persevere." ” "Not bad" A white-eyed monk next to him, who looked more calm and dignified, nodded and said, "All the items in the formation have basically been consumed.
We have persevered in the four rounds of thunder tribulations with full calculations, and we can be regarded as having completed our merits and can make a difference. ” The blue-robed old man shook his head again and again: "It's a pity that in the last few waves of lightning strikes, we almost couldn't help, and the defense of the formation was broken almost instantly, and now I am really ashamed to think about it." ” "In this regard, Daoist friends don't have to blame themselves."
The white-eyed monk seemed to be very open-minded, only to see him show a hint of admiration, and looked towards Li Sen on the altar in the valley.
"Actually, even without the protection of our formation, this Li Daoyou can still resist the Thunder Tribulation.
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This shows that this person's own defense is already extremely strong, and the snake and thunder array we arranged on our own initiative are probably just a snake to add to it. ” Hearing the words of the white-eyed monk, the blue-robed old man still shook his head, looking very embarrassed: "It's just a laughing stock and a smile on the cheeks, but now we Shangmeng monks can be regarded as benevolent and righteous, if there is a thunderstorm coming down next, Li Daoyou can only ask for more blessings."
We, the formation masters, can't help him. ” Hearing this, the white-eyed monk nodded slightly, and there was no objection.
But soon, he suddenly asked in a low voice.
"Fellow Daoist, you have served in the Thundering Temple for many years, and you should have seen a lot of monks who have crossed the tribulation here.
As far as you can see, if there is a thunderstorm coming down next, how sure is this Li Sen that he will be able to successfully cross the tribulation?"
asked the white-eyed monk.
The blue-robed old man didn't seem to expect to hear this kind of question, and was immediately stunned for a moment.
But after thinking about it, he finally shook his head again and again.
"If there is another round of thunder tribulation, then Li Sen is afraid that he will be buried here.
The power of this next round of thunder tribulation will be doubled again, all of which are those top-level magic weapons of Mo said Li Sen, even if he sacrifices his magic weapon, it is estimated that he will not be able to resist it. ” "I notice you shaking your head for a moment.
Could it be that you are not optimistic about Li Sen either," the white-eyed monk continued to probe.
"Hey, I can't tell.
After all, Li Sen is a legendary figure who has been personally appreciated by the monks of the Transformation Period, who knows what kind of treasure he carries, how dare the old man be 100% sure of this aspect of the battle of words, it is better to say as little as possible.
In case Li Sen succeeds in the catastrophe a day later, and inexplicably investigates today's events, wouldn't this be a trick" Speaking of this, the blue-robed old Taoist really closed his mouth and stopped talking.
"You're a cunning man."
The white-eyed monk raised his eyebrows.
"Each other, each other."
On the altar, Li Sen sat here.
Compared to the mess on the earthen platform, the altar is not much better.
Hundreds of fragments of high-level spiritual weapons were scattered on the ground in a radius of about ten zhang, reflecting the glimmer of thunder.
And next to Li Sen, there are more than 50 palm-sized white jades in his hand.
These white jade stones were all transformed by high-grade spirit stones that had been drained of spiritual energy.
You must know that a late-stage foundation building cultivator in the cultivation realm only needs about ten high-grade spirit stones, which is enough to recover all of his mana.
And the more than fifty high-grade spirit stones placed in the field showed that Li Sen's spiritual energy had been consumed five times in one day.
This is an extremely terrifying number, which represents the high intensity of the thunderstorm that Li Sen has endured today, which is really rare.
If it were an ordinary monk who consumed spiritual power so frequently, I am afraid that his face would have turned pale, trembled, and he couldn't sit still with a sleepy expression.
But Li Sen sat on the altar, except for a slight sweat on his forehead, it seemed that there was no difference from the beginning.
Even, even after surviving that round of terrifying thunderstorms, Li Sen's expression was still calm and unwavering, and he didn't seem to have any panic.
It's as if the previous thunder tribulation, even though it was terrifying, was all in what Li Sen expected.
Since it is expected, there is no need to panic.
After all, there are two more rounds of increasingly terrifying thunderstorms in the future.
For Li Sen, instead of being afraid, it is better to think of ways to use the means that have not yet been used to successfully survive the catastrophe
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