The Mysterious Businessman of Super Seminary

Chapter 390 Crossing Tribulation (Subscribe)
As for Zhennan Wang Xiatu, it is said that he went into the city alone, but he only went to a small shop to browse around, and then went back with the Tuwan Iron Cavalry. Why, he was just strolling in the back garden.

Are you tired of waiting at the border and taking a hundred thousand cavalry out for a walk? Jiang Xiaobai, who had been standing at the head of Baihu City, breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the two bosses seemed to have resolved the problem peacefully, otherwise Ah, this White Tiger City is in trouble!
With Xia Tu's departure, the panic that shrouded the sky over White Tiger City also dissipated, and calm began to return.

The Zidian Empire, the imperial city, and the imperial mausoleum are the burial places of the successive royal families of the Zidian Empire, including countless arrogance figures whose names have resounded throughout the Qiling Continent and even suppressed the Tongtian Tower.

This place is also a forbidden area of ​​​​Liyang Dynasty. Even members of the royal family can enter and exit freely, and only a few people.

But at this time, under the imperial mausoleum, deep in the ground, there is actually a vast space. It has been perfectly portrayed here! Here, it is like a shrunken version of the Purple Electric Empire.

Here, the precious dragon aura filled the entire space, and even condensed into a substance, turning into small dragons flying in the air. If an ordinary tool spirit master came here, the coercion emanating from these dragon aura alone would be overwhelming. It is enough to make him die in an instant.

At this time, in the deepest part of the space, four figures were faintly visible surrounded by the pale yellow dragon aura, one of them was standing, and the other three were all sitting.

The standing man was holding something in his hand, and upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a birdcage-like thing, which was purchased at Wenshier Store, and was said to be a prop that could withstand thunder disasters. It's Emperor Ling.

"Are you sure about the authenticity of this thing?"

Suddenly, one of the sitting people asked.

"Worth a try."

Xia Lingchuan didn't answer this question directly, but everyone understood the meaning of his words.It's worth a try, that is... not absolutely sure! After a moment of silence, the sitting person spoke again.

"San'er, what do you think?"

The San'er he mentioned was another old man sitting on his left.

"Hahaha, how can I look at it? The deadline has come, why don't you dare to try? If it's done, I can still fight for the Tongtian Tower. If it doesn't work, let it be."

The old man sitting in the middle nodded, turned his head and said to Xia Lingchuan.

"In that case, we will cross tomorrow!"

"Yes! Old ancestor."

The next day, a piece of news came out—Xia Wuyou, the patriarch of the Xia family, was about to cross the Jade Tribulation! The news was not blocked. In fact, even a catastrophe of this level could not be blocked. Almost the second the news came out, Several giants in Tongtian Tower already knew about it.

Xia Wuyou, one of the ancestors of the Xia family, the Xiaoyao King back then, stirred up wind and rain in the entire Qiling Continent when he was young. He did a lot of messy things!
It wasn't until he got old that this person finally retreated and cultivated, and returned the peace of Qiling Continent.

Xia Wuyou had been at the peak of the Zhou class as early as a hundred years ago, and to enter the Hong class, both the weapon spirit and the person had to go through the tempering of the thunder calamity.

At the same time, in the Qiling Continent, on a certain mountain peak, a middle-aged man sat cross-legged with his upper body bare, and behind him, an old man stood silently.

"Xia Wu. That's right. Counting the time, the old man's days should come to an end. This time, shall we go to Zhuque Pavilion?"

"Go! Of course I want to! Crossing the Tribulation is not uncommon, but the Thunder Tribulation of the Hong level may not be seen once in the entire Qiling Continent in a thousand years, so it is natural to join in the fun."

"In that case, Holy Master, I will notify the elders right now."

After finishing speaking, the old man was about to retreat, but the middle-aged man shook his head.

"No, this time, I'll just go by myself. As I said, I'm going to join in the fun, not to fight for life and death."

Hearing this, the old man showed doubts on his face and couldn't help asking softly.

"Could it be that we just watched that Xia Wuyou step into the flood class??
"Hahaha flood level?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have heard something funny, haha ​​too laughed.

"This Artifact Spirit Continent, not to mention how far away... In the past tens of thousands of years, so many people have passed through the flood-level thunder disaster, but look, how many people have stepped into the flood-level weapon spirit master and how many people have fallen under the thunder disaster , lost your soul?"

"If this Xiaoyao King has the lawless vigor of the past, and after he sang all the way to the peak of the Zhou level and stabilized, he will cross the tribulation without hesitation, then I believe he is somewhat sure. It’s all about forcing a gamble, since ancient times, has anyone of this kind survived this calamity?”

As he spoke, the middle-aged man smiled disdainfully, half-smiling and half-sighing.

"King Xiaoyao, he died as early as a hundred years ago, that's all right, you can go back, oh, by the way, tell Lin Xiaozi, this time, he will go with me, after all, no matter how you say it, he is a big Calamity, if you can observe it with your heart, you will benefit endlessly."

"Yes, my lord."

The old man bowed his waist and saluted and then slowly retreated. The old man seemed to be staggering, but he tapped his toes lightly on the edge of the cliff and walked in the air.

At night, the world is quiet, but the imperial city of the Zidian Empire, a hundred miles to the east, is bustling among the mountains. The terrain is very strange, with countless towering peaks standing tall.

The heights of these mountains are scattered, but they have one thing in common—the difference in width between the upper and lower is extremely small, the slope is close to [-] degrees, and there is not much space at the top. A rather difficult matter.

In the very center, there is a mountain that is too taller than all other peaks, and on the top of this mountain, an old man sits cross-legged, with his eyes closed, looking from a distance, as if there is no Like life.

Draw a circle with the old man's location as the center. A few miles away, there is a sparse circle of old and young people surrounding him.These are the people who came after hearing the news.

Most of them are people who co-founded the Sifang Pavilion. As for those small families, they have no qualifications or the courage to venture into this muddy water. Well, the small families here refer to the families with more than [-]% of the Qiling Continent.

Xia Lingchuan stood on a mountain peak, squinting his eyes slightly and looking around, taking in everyone. This time his ancestors were going through the tribulation. As Emperor Ling and a descendant, he naturally had to personally protect the law.

The fact is that not only him, but the other two patriarchs are also hiding in the dark at this moment, watching the world silently, and if something goes wrong, they will help with Lei Huo's momentum. I understand in my heart that most of these people are just here to make trouble.

After all, in their view, Xia Wuyou was just forced to cross the catastrophe when his time limit was approaching, and falling under the thunder calamity was almost an inevitable result.

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