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Fortunately, although Song Yi looked in a miserable state, his aura was extremely calm. It was obvious that the third thunder tribulation had not caused him much damage.

"There is one last thunder tribulation!" Lu Yunsheng held his breath nervously. According to the nature of thunder tribulations, this last thunder tribulation will be the most powerful one.

At this time, the monks watching around were also silent, staring at the top of Jiaochi Mountain with wide eyes.

"Crack!"

A crisp explosion was heard, and everyone looked up, only to see a purple and black lightning bolt as thick as a thumb extending from the calamity cloud.

Even though this last thunderbolt was only as thick as a thumb, the moment it struck, the entire thundercloud seemed to have been drained of energy and dissipated out of thin air.

Song Yi seemed to have sensed the horror of this thunder tribulation, and he immediately offered up a medicine cauldron and several shields. At the same time, a stream of medicinal gas spurted out from the green jade gourd again, and an emerald green shield condensed above his head.

This was not the end yet. More than ten long golden needles suddenly appeared in Song Yi's hands.

"Boom boom boom!"

The thunderbolt destroyed the medicine cauldron and the shield one after another, and immediately came to the shield condensed by medicinal energy.

"Boom!"

There was another muffled sound, and the shield shattered. Seeing this, Song Yi directly took out the more than ten golden needles in his hand, circling around each other in a mysterious trajectory and stabbed towards the thunder tribulation.

"Zizzizi!"

The lightning and the golden needles blended with each other, making bursts of creepy electric sounds. Unexpectedly, these golden needles were not destroyed for a while in this thunder tribulation, but instead blocked the momentum of the thunder tribulation.

"Hold on!" Lu Yunsheng stared at the figure on the top of Jiaochi Mountain and secretly cheered him up in his heart.

At this moment, the golden needle in the thunder suddenly disintegrated and flew in all directions.

Now he has completely exhausted all his means. At this moment, he is going to die anyway, so he can only give it a try.

When Song Yi thought of this, his face darkened and he immediately mobilized all the true energy in his body to protect himself. At the same time, he also summoned his Nascent Soul to prepare for the final resistance.

"boom!"

A thunderbolt struck the top of Jiaochi Mountain, causing rocks to fly everywhere and smoke and dust to rise.

Seeing this, Wu Zhenyang and Yu Mingge hurriedly flew towards Jiaochi Mountain.

Lu Yunsheng followed closely behind. At this time, the Nascent Soul Thunder Tribulation had dissipated, and everyone was eager to check whether Song Yi survived.

When Lu Yunsheng reached the top of the mountain, Wu Zhenyang and Yu Mingge had already arrived there.

Song Yi was seen sitting cross-legged on a broken stone with his whole body charred black. The spiritual energy around him was surging violently and quickly gathering into his body.

Seeing this scene, Lu Yunsheng immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master Song Yi is still alive!"

Although Song Yi looked very scary at this moment, judging from the spiritual energy surging around his body, Song Yi had already begun to consolidate his cultivation.

Time flies and another seven days have passed.

At this time, the charred skin on Song Yi's body had completely fallen off to the ground, and all his injuries had recovered.

"Master Song, you're awake!" When Wu Zhenyang saw Song Yi open his eyes, he hurriedly stepped forward and put a magic weapon-level Taoist robe that he had prepared in advance on Song Yi.

"Congratulations to Master Song for successfully forming a baby!" Yu Mingge followed closely behind, stepped forward to congratulate him, and presented a magic-level medicine cauldron with both hands.

"Thank you City Lord and Fellow Daoist Yu for your protection! But these two treasures are so precious that I dare not accept them!" Seeing this, Song Yi hurriedly stood up and returned the gift, wanting to refuse the two's gifts.

"No, no! Master Song, please accept it. This is a small token of our appreciation. We hope that Master Song will refine more precious pills in the future to benefit more cultivators!"

Wu Zhenyang is worthy of being the city lord. When he speaks, Song Yi has no reason to refuse.

When Song Yi was in the Jindan stage, he was already a famous alchemy master in the Southern Region. He was the person that all the major families in Xianyou City and even the entire Southern Region were vying to make friends with.

Now that Song Yi has entered the Nascent Soul stage, his influence in the future may be greater than that of him, the city lord.

Therefore, these two old foxes naturally want to earn as much favor as possible now.

"Disciple!" After Song Yi put away the two treasures, he realized that Lu Yunsheng, who had been silent behind him, shouted at him with a look of surprise.

"Congratulations, Master, on the formation of your Nascent Soul!" Lu Yunsheng bowed to him with a look of joy on his face. He admired Song Yi from the bottom of his heart for teaching him everything he knew without any purpose.

"Good, good, good! I haven't seen you for three years, and you have condensed your golden elixir. Hey! You have also condensed your soul infant?" Song Yi looked Lu Yunsheng up and down, and then he found that Lu Yunsheng had also condensed his soul infant. He was immediately surprised.

When Wu Zhenyang and Yu Mingge saw this scene, they finally understood that Lu Yunsheng and Song Yi actually had such a relationship.

"Good luck, good luck." Lu Yunsheng laughed and took out a palm-sized piece of armor from the storage ring and handed it to Song Yi with both hands.

"Master, I just returned to Xianyou City. I was in such a hurry that I didn't prepare any gifts for you. I will give you this soul armor. I hope you won't dislike it."

Song Yi was not at all polite about the gift from Lu Yunsheng. He immediately took the armor with a happy look on his face.

When he took it in his hand, he looked at the peach blossom patterns on the armor and immediately found something wrong.

Song Yi took a closer look and shouted in horror: "Peach Blossom Soul Armor! Isn't this Ye Nantian's..."

"Master, this is Ye Nantian's soul armor, but he can't use it now." Lu Yunsheng explained calmly.

This peach blossom soul armor was originally penetrated by Lu Yunsheng's soul attack, but it had been repaired by Shengyang a month ago.

Since Lu Yunsheng's soul infant was protected by the Liujia Formation, this treasure was of little use to him. Bai Yushu was still in the foundation-building stage at this time, and even the soul pill had not yet formed, let alone being able to use it. So when Lu Yunsheng saw Wu Zhenyang and the others sending out gifts, he decided to give this item to Song Yi as a gift.

"Ah? This is a top-grade soul defense magic weapon. There may be only one such weapon in the entire Southern Region, or even the entire Canglan Region. How could Ye Nantian be willing to give this treasure to you?" Song Yi asked in disbelief. While speaking, he turned the armor over and over again, as if to confirm the authenticity of the armor.

"I killed him because the Ye family and I have an irreconcilable feud." Lu Yunsheng was afraid that Song Yi and Ye Nantian had some kind of friendship, so he quickly explained to him.

"What?!" Song Yi was shocked when he heard this, and quickly looked at Wu Zhenyang and the others for confirmation.

Wu Zhenyang and the other person nodded.

After getting confirmation, Song Yi turned around and looked at Lu Yunsheng again.

That look made Lu Yunsheng feel a little embarrassed.