The Dragon from Hell

His voice was almost a roar, which made Qin Feng stunned: "What?"

But the other party rushed over and grabbed Qin Feng's shoulder.

Qin Feng didn't have time to react. When he looked up, he saw that the other party's turbid eyes were full of bloodshot, and even his eyeballs were almost turning red.

There was no hostility in him, but his expression seemed to be on the verge of madness: "Tell me, which thunder is this?"

"Ninety-nine eighty-one thunders..."

"Have I survived ninety-nine eighty-one thunders?"

When Qin Feng was caught and questioned by this senior, Lao Huang didn't feel scared at all. Instead, he found a place to sit down, drinking and watching the fun leisurely, as if he was staying out of it.

Seeing this senior like this, Qin Feng frowned.

He was about to answer something, but the man seemed to have remembered something again. He let go of Qin Feng's hand and said in a daze: "Yes, yes, this is the eighty-first thunderbolt..."

"Why? Why have I survived eighty-one thunderbolts, but I haven't ascended to become an immortal?"

"Did I remember it wrong?"

"No, I didn't remember it wrong, this is the eighty-first!"

The man affirmed and denied at the same time, as if he couldn't believe the facts in front of him. In the end, he grabbed his hair and knelt down in pain.

"No, I have survived eighty-one thunderbolts, why haven't I ascended to become an immortal?"

"Who lied to me? Who lied to me?"

"No, no, no, the Sword Test Mountain will not lie to people, I must have remembered it wrong! This is not the eighty-first, it is the eightieth!"

"No, this is the eighty-first, I have been deceived... I am going to become a madman too!"

"I can't be crazy, I absolutely can't be crazy, I still want to ascend to become an immortal..."

Looking at the man kneeling on the ground with a painful face, it seemed that there were two people living in his body, one desperately denying the facts, and the other desperately trying to recognize the facts.

But no matter which one of them, he is now on the verge of collapse.

Because there is only one fact: this person has survived 9981 thunderbolts, but he has not ascended to become an immortal.

These 9981 thunderbolts sound easy.

After all, for cultivators above the Jindan stage, it is not difficult to survive more than a dozen thunderbolts at a time, and they can even be unscathed.

But it is said that these 81 thunderbolts are more fierce than one, and the pain of each additional one is comparable to the digging of spiritual bones.

This senior was able to survive 9981 thunderbolts, and he must have experienced unimaginable pain during the period.

And what supported him to survive such great pain must be the belief in ascending to become an immortal.

But in the end, after finally enduring the torture of thunderbolts, he was told that it was just a dream bubble, which was difficult for anyone to accept.

He desperately told himself not to go crazy, but he didn't know that he was already crazy.

Qin Feng knew that it was best not to disturb the person in front of him at this time, otherwise he would probably be used as a target.

Seeing that the other party was immersed in self-doubt and self-denial, Qin Feng retreated cautiously and winked at Lao Huang to signal him to follow him.

Lao Huang understood his look and stood up shakily.

But after such a short while, Lao Huang had drunk too much and it was a bit difficult for him to stand up.

As a result, he tried hard to stand up, but the mud after the rain was slippery, and he slipped and fell to the ground.

"Ouch! My old bones..."

Lao Huang was an ordinary person after all, and he was already old. Although the ground was muddy, it was not light.

But Qin Feng didn't have time to care about him now. When he saw Lao Huang fall, he frowned immediately: Not good!

Sure enough, the next second, the old man who was still in self-doubt suddenly raised his head, his eyes were completely red, and he stared at Qin Feng.

"Tell me, why didn't I ascend after the eighty-one thunderbolts? Isn't this thunderbolt a heavenly tribulation? After I passed the heavenly tribulation, I should have become a god, why am I still a mortal!"

Qin Feng knew that he couldn't escape now. He drew his black sword and pulled Lao Huang behind him. He didn't dare to take his eyes off the senior in front of him.

"Senior, calm down first. Don't you want to be a lunatic? If you can't think straight now, you really can't go back!"

The man in front of him seemed to be less crazy than Fu Liuxia, or he didn't have Fu Liuxia's deep obsession. At least he could speak and warn himself not to become a lunatic.

Qin Feng tried to communicate with the other party and let him calm down temporarily.

But it was obvious that he was still a mortal after experiencing eighty-one thunderbolts.The man was already on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't listen to anyone.

He walked towards Qin Feng step by step, his eyes red, and kept asking Qin Feng: "Is it you? Did you steal my chance to ascend? Did you do something to my thunder? Is it you!"

It was obvious that the other party was on the verge of collapse.

Unwilling, angry and extremely disappointed, the other party couldn't accept that he was still just a mortal even though he had passed the thunder tribulation.

So he needed to vent all his emotions now, and Qin Feng happened to be his outlet!

He had to put all the blame on Qin Feng to keep the last bit of sanity!

Knowing that there was no point in talking to the person in front of him, Qin Feng tilted his head slightly, stared at the predecessor and said to Lao Huang: "No matter if you are in pain now or not, if you want to live, run quickly. Go to the west and find Gongsun Miao and you will be safe."

"I don't want it!"

I thought Lao Huang should run away without hesitation, but I didn't expect that this strange old man would actually get angry at this time: "I am old, how far can I run? What if I encounter danger on the road?"

"Besides, I fell down and my whole body hurts. How can I run?"

"I won't run!"

Qin Feng was furious. He didn't expect that Lao Huang would sit on the ground after he finished speaking. He really didn't run.

But Qin Feng didn't have time to coax people now. The predecessor in front of him was already on the verge of madness, and a life-and-death battle was about to break out.

"Okay, then be careful."

Qin Feng couldn't care about Lao Huang. The murderous intent on the other side was getting stronger and stronger. At this time, Qin Feng could only strike first.

So he stepped forward, the black sword in hand, the sword intent instantly filled up, ready to go up and seize the opportunity.

But before he could get close to the senior, a powerful aura suddenly enveloped him from behind.

Before Qin Feng could react, a figure passed him and rushed straight to the old man in front!

"What?"