I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 812 There is something wrong with this catastrophe

rumbling...

Rolling thunder, endless.

Thousands of miles of clear sky, suddenly thunderclouds.

The people of Los Angeles, seeing this changing sky, couldn't help but look up, and their pace gradually became faster. No one wanted to become a drowned rat.

"It is going to rain?"

The uncles and aunts who were walking in the park couldn't help muttering to themselves.

"I didn't hear the weather forecast saying it's going to rain today."

Just as he spoke, the thunderclouds in the void became thicker and denser, and the thunderclouds blended and overlapped, gradually turning into black.

Day, suddenly it was dark.

A youth with Internet addiction in a residential area of ​​Los Angeles, who just finished a game, stretched lazily.When he opened the curtains, he realized that it was extremely dark outside the window.

"No."

"I just said to rest after winning a game. I have been playing for so long? Why is it getting dark!"

Scratching his head, the young man checked his record.

Played 12 innings.

Based on a 40-minute round, he played less than 10 hours.

glanced at the time...

12:15
???

Isn't it noon?

Could it be that?
Suddenly, an idea came into the mind of the Internet-addicted young man, and he opened the window and shouted.

"May I ask which senior is going through the tribulation here?"

Click!

There was a thunderous explosion in the void.

The young man flinched in fright from the sound, quickly closed the window, and took a photo of the black thundercloud outside the window with his mobile phone.

"Hey, look at my house, at noon...it's dark."

The thunderstorm in Los Angeles instantly swept through all major sections of the Internet.

Netizens are everywhere talking about it.

On the Internet, the photos and videos of Los Angeles night at noon were reposted in various ways.The local weather station also gave a reminder that Los Angeles will usher in thunderstorms, reminding residents to close their doors and windows and travel carefully.

But on the Internet, another voice is emerging.

Cross the robbery!

If something like this happened a year ago, people might subconsciously believe that it was a thunderstorm. Even if someone commented that a senior had overcome the tribulation, everyone would think it was stubbornness.

Now, the martial arts world is here.

People who have seen too many incredible things are more willing to believe in Du Jie.

thunderstorm?

If it was really a thunderstorm, why didn't the weather station predict it in advance.

Many people checked the weather.

The forecast given by the weather forecast is obviously sunny to cloudy.

Only crossing the catastrophe!

It was because of the high-level people who survived the tribulation in Luocheng that this kind of doomsday scene appeared in Luocheng.

"This must be a senior in the Dacheng period." The internet-addicted young man in the dwelling stared out the window, his eyes were a little dull, "Do you want to break the void and ascend?"

As everyone knows, Xin Zhao, who was accompanying Ju Liujiu in the deep mountains and old forests, was also stunned.

what's going on?
It's just a form of catastrophe, do you want to make it so scary.

Thunderclouds as thick as ink.

Gives people a dignified sense of oppression.

Looking up into the void, seeing the silver-white lightning flashing in the clouds from time to time, Xin Zhao felt his scalp go numb, and goose bumps could not stop coming out of his body.

"It seems that the stalks played online before are true."

"I'm afraid there was really an expert who was crossing the catastrophe at that time."

Looking at the thunderclouds above his head, Xin Zhao couldn't help but think of the pictures of thunderclouds he saw on the Internet before, or the videos on the Internet that looked like night when it was noon.

This also shows that before the Martial Dao World came, there were already many monsters in this world.

It was only after they crossed the catastrophe that the world changed suddenly.

It is conceivable that in the current human world, how many monsters with transformed forms exist.

"hiss……"

Xin Zhao couldn't help but gasped, and tilted his head to glance at Qing Li.

"Qingli, are you all so scary?"

"I... I don't know either." Qing Li's eyes were also lingering with timidity, and her big eyes secretly looked at the void above her head, "It's also the first time I've seen a monster transforming into a catastrophe."

"Ding dong."

"Master, Xiao Qi sent you a message."

Linger's cheerful laughter came, Xin Zhao took out the phone upon hearing this.

Xiao Qi:? ? ?
Xiaoqi: Where is your cat crossing the catastrophe? ? ?
Seeing the bunch of question marks on the screen, Zhao was flustered, but he still replied truthfully.

Xin Zhao: Yes.

Xiao Qi: Transformation?
Xin Zhao: Yeah, what's the problem?

Little Seven:  …

"Xin Zhao told me that his cat is going through the transformation." Xiaoqi, who was sitting on the balcony looking at the black clouds outside the window, whispered, and Qian, who was smoking while leaning on the railing, frowned suddenly, "When will the cat transform into a catastrophe?" Is Xingjie so scary? This nima is more ruthless than Lao Tzu's Sanxiu Jie."

"Yes."

Xiao Qi frowned and looked at Lei Yun and sighed.

"This Transformation Tribulation is indeed a bit outrageous. You didn't reach this point when you crossed the Tribulation last time."

"Is that cat in his family a monster?" Someone Qian took a puff of a cigarette, "If it's a beast that crosses the catastrophe, then just pretend I didn't say anything."

"Let me ask."

Xiao Qi lowered his head and tapped his fingers on the screen.

Ding dong.

Xin Zhao's phone vibrated again.

Xiaoqi: Is your cat a mythical beast?

???

Xin Zhao glanced at Tachibana Liujiu who was trembling in the Yulei Wood. At this time, he had long since lost the arrogance he had at the beginning, his whole body was stuck to the ground, and his small eyes peeked at the void from time to time.

Mythical beast?

No matter how you look at it, he is not worthy of being a beast.

Xin Zhao: Probably not.

Xin Zhao: Any questions?

Xiaoqi: Then...the problem is big.

Xiao Qi: Ask your cat if he has done something outrageous, or if he committed crimes in his previous life.Transformation robbery, there is no such coercion at all.

Xiaoqi: My father is a freelance cultivator, and he is not as scary as your cat's Transformation Tribulation.

……

Sanxiu Jie is not as good as Ju Liujiu's Transformation Jie?
Ju Liujiu must have committed a crime.

Xin Zhao: Do ​​you have any solutions?

Xiaoqi: Seek good fortune for yourself.

Xiaoqi: It's okay, if it doesn't work, just give up the body and do a casual practice.Of course, I estimate that even if he is a casual cultivator, he will live for ten years at most. Based on his transformation kalpa, he would have to kill him in the first kalpa of a casual cultivator.

After the message, Xiao Qi sent another emoji with hands spread out.

Love can't help.

Xin Zhao pursed his lower lip and put the phone back in his pocket.

How to do this.

"Six nine!"

Xin Zhao frowned.

Ju Liujiu, who seemed to have been terrified by the Transformation Tribulation, slowly raised his head and looked at Xin Zhao with trembling eyes, with his mouth open and his voice accompanied by tears.

"Father, my son doesn't want to cross the catastrophe."

This metamorphosis is too scary.

In the memory of his ancestors, he had never said that the Transformation Tribulation was so outrageous.

"It's all here, you said you won't pass the calamity if you don't pass the calamity?" Xin Zhao angrily scolded, "Is now the time to stop if you can?"

"Let's go home, I won't leave the house anymore." Ju Liujiu cried.

"We can't go back." Xin Zhao stared at the void, "Didn't you say that the catastrophe would come in an hour? It took us more than 40 minutes to get here. We were delayed for another ten minutes just now. Even if we go back now, we won't rush back. Let’s go.”

Xin Zhao roughly calculated the time, let alone go back...

It is estimated that the thunder will fall soon.

"Then what should I do?"

Ju Liujiu cried loudly in the middle of the battle.

"Father..."

Before Ju Liujiu's voice fell, a silver-white thunder python struck straight at Ju Liujiu above the void.

Xiaoqi didn't lie.

This place is indeed a blessed place.

When the thunder falls, a natural barrier is automatically formed around the forest to cover the orange.

Just ...

Useless!
This layer of natural barrier, not to mention resisting the thunder, even for a second, this barrier is like a layer of paper to the thunder.

The dazzling thunder and lightning instantly made Xin Zhao's eyes lose sight, as if they were flashed by a flash bomb.

He subconsciously held Qingli in his arms, and it took half a minute before he gradually recovered his eyesight, frowning and looking in Ju Liujiu's direction.

"Six nine!"

Immediately, he saw that in the three-eighth thunder formation, the flames on the octagonal stones were burning fiercely, and silver threads visible to the naked eye burst out from the eight octagonal stones, converging on the imperial thunder wood.

The withered and white Yulei wood also turned into silvery white at this time.

It seems to absorb the thunder power of the sky thunder, and then guided by the sky silk, it is dredged to the earth along the silver line bursting out of the octagonal stone.

As for Ju Liujiu, he was already a big white fat man, lying on the ground with his buttocks bare.

It looked like he was scared and confused, but fortunately he was still safe and sound.

Hearing Xin Zhao's voice, Ju Liujiu slowly raised his head, when he found that he was still alive, and there was a big formation that had been activated, his eyes burst into brilliant joy.

"Father, my son and minister are safe!"

"call……"

Seeing Ju Liujiu who was still alive and kicking in the thunder formation, Xin Zhao couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Produced by Marshal Canopy, it is really extraordinary.

He even resisted.

Thinking back to the thunder just now, the coercion emanating from the thunder python, even if he was standing more than ten meters away, Xin Zhao was terrified when he recalled it.

He estimated that if it fell on him, the grass on his grave would be more than two meters high next year.

"Liujiu, have you transformed?"

Xin Zhao whispered in surprise, Ju Liujiu also looked down at himself, and grinned instantly.

"Father, my son has transformed."

"Hurry up and put the sheets on the slope." Xin Zhao threw the sheets that he had prepared a long time ago, and in a few strokes, he used the sheets to surround himself tightly.

"Are you all right?"

Xin Zhao looked at the thunder and lightning leaping out from the ground, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"Father, don't worry, my son and minister are safe." Ju Liujiu raised his head high, and patted his chest with his big futon-sized hands, "Thanks to my father for preparing this thunder-proof array for my son and minister, so that my son and minister can survive the catastrophe Full of confidence."

"All right... as long as it works."

Xin Zhao raised his head and glanced at the void where the black clouds still lingered.

"Transforming a few thunderstorms, why hasn't this thundercloud dissipated?"

"I remember just one." Ju Liujiu scratched his head, "In my memory, there was only one thunder penalty in the Heavenly Tribulation of Transformation. After passing through, you can successfully transform. Now that I am also transformed, it should be over."

"Today...it doesn't look like it's over."

"Possibly two?" Ju Liujiu scratched his head inexplicably, and immediately burst into pride, "It's okay, little Tianlei, I'm not afraid of it. Don't say it's another one, even if it's a hundred more, son The minister is standing here, even if the son blinks his eyes, it will be counted as a win!"

"..."

Don't set up this kind of flag, Xin Zhao always feels that setting up a flag will cause problems.

However, Ju Liujiu's morale was high.

Looking up into the void.

"Heavenly Tribulation! Come on more violently!"

click...

A thunderbolt rushed down from above the void.

It can be said that words follow the law.

(End of this chapter)