Chapter 3144: The Road to Invincibility - We will wait and see first

"Why did Lu Cang become so miserable?"

"There is one more, and the last one, but in Lu Cang's current state, can he really bear it?"

"I don't know, I think it's possible. Who is Ye Lin? How could he force Lu Cang to such a point?"

"Oh my God, fellow Taoists, we..."

"Wait for the result. If Lu Cang succeeds, this world will be ours. If Lu Cang loses, we will make other plans."

For a while, the Tianjiao who were originally fighting below all looked up at Lu Cang. They were waiting, waiting for Lu Cang's final result.

Whether Lu Cang can successfully pass the tribulation is related to the outcome of the battlefield.

And Ye Lin, who had been watching the battle, had to admire Lu Cang at this moment. This man is really strong. He now admires this man from the bottom of his heart.

With the last ray of strength, he resisted eight tribulation thunders, and it was the nine-nine heavenly tribulation. If this man prepared in advance and passed the tribulation with a completely victorious attitude, he might not fail.

But now, in his current state, it is impossible for him to pass the thunder tribulation.

And Lu Cang did not accept his fate. He mobilized the pure power of his soul to set up one light curtain after another in front of his soul.

Although it was useless to do so, he refused to accept it, and he would never accept it.

Even if he died, it was the Heavenly Dao who did it himself.

"I have been in the Demon Realm for tens of thousands of years. It is impossible for me to die here. It is impossible."

Lu Cang murmured while arranging it slowly. This last thunder tribulation gathered the essence of the previous eight thunder tribulations, and it was also the most terrifying thunder tribulation.

Once he passed it, the Heavenly Dao would reward him. At that time, not only would his damaged body come back, but he could also use the Heavenly Dao's reward to completely stabilize the Taiyi Xuanxian realm.

He would be the strongest Taiyi Xuanxian.

However, all this had to first pass the thunder tribulation in front of him.

The thunder tribulation continued to gather, and Ye Lin stood in the distance and carefully sensed the power of the thunder tribulation.

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder Sword Art was created to imitate the thunder tribulation, and now there was an opportunity to feel the thunder tribulation at such a close distance, and Ye Lin would naturally not let it go.

Moreover, this was a thunder tribulation brought down by the Nine Nine Heavenly Tribulations, so it was naturally even more extraordinary.

Rumble, rumble.

The sound of thunder continued to sound above the sky, and the thunder was rolling in the thick clouds, which was extremely terrifying.

"Stop it, stop it, and you must stop it."

Lu Cang, who was under the thunder, prayed in his heart that he must stop it, and must stop it.

Once he blocked it, the future would be his, and perhaps it would not be impossible for him to achieve the Great Luo Dao Fruit.

Only by surviving this thunder tribulation can there be a future and hope.

Boom.

Finally, under the expectant eyes of everyone, the last thunder tribulation fell. This thunder tribulation was different from the previous thunder tribulation. The color of this thunder tribulation was colorful.

This thunder tribulation looked extremely dazzling, but it was also the most crushing.

Just as it fell, the space was mercilessly shattered by the thunder tribulation.

The next moment, under Lu Cang's horrified eyes, the thunder tribulation fell, and Lu Cang's poor Yuanshen power was wrapped by the thunder tribulation.

The preparations Lu Cang had made before seemed like a joke in front of this thunder tribulation.

Watching this scene, Ye Lin quietly clenched his hands, he must die, he must die.

He must live, he must live.

Unlike Ye Lin, these stowaways looked at the sky with hope, they must live, they must survive.

Once they survived, the present world would be theirs, and these bastards in front of them would be stowaways.

After all, history is written by the victors.