Ancestor, I was going through a tribulation, but I was accidentally exposed on the live broadcast!

The scene in front of him was completely beyond his expectation. The earth-shattering explosion he imagined did not happen.

Those small iron balls were lying quietly in An Wu's hands, showing no signs of exploding.

"No, this is absolutely impossible." Shi Potian murmured to himself, and countless expressions flashed across his face in an instant, including panic, disappointment, despair, unwillingness, and most of all, disbelief.

Anwu played with the small iron balls in his hand and silently felt the aura contained in them. It was unlucky to say that it was extremely unlucky. Based on the original power of these small iron balls, they could indeed kill the Yuanying monks. .

But the origins of his little iron balls are unknown, so naturally it is not clear. To stimulate their true power, one needs to use his family's inner strength and mental methods to activate them.

If used by others, their power would be reduced by more than half, and they would be easily intercepted by Anwu.

This was originally a life-saving magic weapon left by the elders of the family to future generations. They definitely didn't want to fall into the hands of others, so they had such an exquisite design.

However, Shi Potian didn't know all this, so he couldn't have predicted the current situation.

"It seems that you have killed quite a few monks." An Wu stared at the little iron ball for a while and said calmly.

He originally thought that Shi Potian was just killing some casual cultivators, but he didn't expect that he would even dare to take action against such a powerful cultivator. It seemed that this man could do anything for the sake of cultivation.

Anwu put away the small iron ball, walked slowly towards Shi Potian, and stood a few steps away from him, "Anyone who does unrighteousness will be punished by death."

Everyone will pay for the wrong things they have done!

"no no!"

Shi Potian struggled desperately, and when he saw An Wu's hand slowly raised, the fear in his heart reached its peak, and the hatred in his eyes almost became substantial.

If looks could kill, I'm afraid An Wu would have been cut to pieces by a thousand cuts.

At this time, what he was thinking about was no longer how to survive, but how to kill the person in front of him.

Gritting his teeth, Shi Potian immediately made a plan. The old Taoist priest didn't intend to let him live anyway, so why not...

Suddenly, strong winds began to blow.

The dark clouds that had just been blown away suddenly gathered again, and fell heavily on the heads of the two people. A hurricane came out of nowhere, quickly spinning around the two people, and soon shrouded their figures in it. .

"What's going on? Didn't the ancestor successfully overcome the tribulation? Is there still thunder that has not yet fallen??"

"Can't you? The dark clouds just dispersed?"

"I'm so anxious, what's going on!"

Everyone was horrified, looking at the continuously rotating hurricane, and looked at each other with shock and confusion in their eyes.

Also puzzled were An Ran and Li Qingxuan, especially An Ran. She had just woken up and saw a scene that shocked her as soon as she opened her eyes.

"Is the ancestor still going through the tribulation??" She held on to Li Qingxuan's sleeves, her voice trembling with despair.

Li Qingxuan was silent. He didn't know what was going on. He had obviously counted [-] thunderbolts just now. Logically speaking, the ancestor had survived this disaster safely.

What's more, after the last thunderbolt fell, the golden light of breaking the pill and becoming a baby did appear. All this means that the ancestor has now successfully become a Nascent Soul monk.

So what is the current situation?

In the hurricane, Shi Potian's eyes were fixed on An Wu who was standing opposite, a ruthless light flashed in his eyes, and he clenched his fists tightly, "I didn't expect that we have been entangled for decades, and we still have to die together. Together."

An Wu raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, "If we get to know each other, I will make you die faster."

"Hehe, in that case, I still want to thank you..."

Shi Potian's voice was hoarse, and his throat seemed to be strangled. He jumped out word by word. When he said the last word, his body suddenly expanded as fast as a balloon.

Anwu: "..."

Is this a choice to self-destruct?

A flash of surprise flashed in An Wu's eyes. He didn't expect that Shi Potian's last choice was to fight to the death.

You must know that although self-destruction can explode with terrifying power, in the eyes of leapfrog monks, it is not a terrible thing. Isn't Shi Potian not clear?

No, Shi Potian knew very well, but he was betting that Anwu had just succeeded in breaking the pill, and his realm was not yet stable, and in this world with poor spiritual power, he could not exert his full strength, and there were still a group of mortals present, haha, The results must be interesting.

Before closing his eyes, Shi Potian had a flash of unwillingness in his eyes. Soon he closed his eyes and shouted: "Explode!"

"boom!"

The ground shook for a while, and everyone felt that the ground under their feet began to shake violently, accompanied by some gravel, dead branches, etc. falling from the sky.

"earthquake??"

"It felt like the sound of a bomb exploding!"

"Ouch, my butt fell into two pieces, please help me."

......

The strong shock made everyone unable to stand firmly, and they all fell into a ball, one on top of the other, which was quite miserable.

"Go and help the ancestor!" An Ran fell into Li Qingxuan's arms. She reached out and pushed him, "Don't worry about me, go and help the ancestor."

Li Qingxuan's eyes flashed, and he helped her up. After she stood firmly, he turned around and ran in the direction of the hurricane.

He arrived about two meters away from them and could no longer move forward. A soul-stirring pressure locked him in place.

"puff!"

Li Qingxuan tried to take a step forward. His chest immediately hurt, and a hot blood spurted out from his throat. He unconsciously took a few steps back.

No, with his current strength, he simply can't get close to them.

The center of the storm.

Anwu held his chest and slowly straightened up. The robe on his chest was stained with a little red blood. He had just exhausted all the spiritual power in his body to suppress the energy of Shi Potian's self-destruction. Now his body was empty. Half a point of strength.

The result that Shi Potian expected did not happen, but it did consume all his spiritual energy. It seemed that he would not be able to break through the boundary and leave in the short term.

The faint smell of gunpowder smoke came, and Li Qingxuan looked up, only to find that the tornado just now had disappeared, and only the ancestor was left standing quietly.

"Let's go."

An Wu did not mention Shi Potian, but Li Qingxuan knew that there was no such person in the world.

At some point, the dark clouds dispersed, and the hot sunshine fell down, shining on Anwu. His expression was gentle and his eyebrows were kind, just like a certain immortal in the New Year paintings.

[Oh my god, are we watching a live broadcast of the Immortal’s Tribulation? 】

The live broadcast room, which had been silent for a long time, started to become lively, and everyone began to refresh the screen crazily.