Urban Medical God

The Heavenly Dao in the dark frontier is just a shadow of a violent curse, not the true nature of Heavenly Dao. The energy contained in it makes it easy to crush the Emperor of Heaven, but it is not easy to kill a strong man of Ren Feifan's level.

Between Ren Feifan and this phantom of heaven, Ye Chen still believes that Ren Feifan is more powerful!

And even he, with his various tricks, might be enough to contend with the heavenly ways of this world!

Mei Cuizhu looked at Ye Chen's confident look, her heart was shaken, her eyes flashed for a while, but she soon fell silent in the chaos and helplessness, and sighed: "Forget it, Mr. Ye, let's eat first."

She took Ye Chen to the lobby on the first floor. The women from the Tianzhu family had been waiting for a long time. Ye Chen glanced over and saw Su Yurou. The latter met his gaze, but lowered her head with red cheeks. .

Ye Chen and Ren Feifan sat together and started eating.

Boom!

During the dinner, the sound of wind and thunder outside became more violent, thunder crackled across the sky, lightning and thunder became more intense, and some ball lightning even fell from the sky, rumbling on the ground. The scene was both spectacular and terrible. fear.

"ah--"

Suddenly someone screamed, but there was a purple-gold ball lightning that actually broke through the forbidden guard of the brass tower and floated in from the window.

The brass tower has windows that are all open, but protected by a special forbidden shield. The wind, rain, and lightning outside cannot enter, but at this time, ball lightning breaks through the blockade and floats out.

The girls of the Tianzhu family exclaimed. Ye Chen had quick eyes and quick hands. With a flick of his finger, a white rainbow snow-washing sword sword energy shot out. Before the ball lightning exploded, all its internal structures were cut off. The ball lightning It turned into tiny points of light and dissipated.

Mei Cuizhu was frightened at first, and then praised: "Master Ye is good at swordsmanship!"

She quickly took out another jade talisman, poured spiritual energy into it, and saw all the windows in the brass tower slamming shut. Golden runes lit up everywhere in the tower, and the overall protective power was greatly improved.

The thunder and lightning outside can no longer invade in, but the thunder of the storm does not stop, and the thunder is like a drum, making people uneasy.

Someone in the audience sobbed: "Sister Mei, is the thunder disaster coming from the sky?"

When Mei Cuizhu heard the words "Little Heavenly Thunder Tribulation", her expression suddenly changed.

Ye Chen asked: "What is the little thunder disaster?"

Mei Cuizhu looked very serious and said: "It is a natural disaster second only to the world-destroying booby trap. Seeing that the storm and thunder outside are so fierce, I am afraid that it is really a small thunder disaster."

Ye Chen frowned and said, "Is this little thunder tribulation scary?"

Mei Cuizhu said: "The power of the small thunder catastrophe is less than one percent of the world-destroying booby trap, but for us, it is still an extremely terrifying disaster."

"Every time a small thunderstorm strikes, the spiritual beast garden, medicinal herb garden, spiritual ear garden, spiritual plant garden, etc. opened in the tower will be greatly impacted, and the resources accumulated over the years will probably be destroyed in one day! "

The brass tower forms an ecological system of its own. The tower has a hundred floors, including the weapon refining room, the talisman making room, the formation room, the divination pavilion, etc. The warehouse and library are also in this area, and the forty floors above are the resource area. , various medicinal herbs and crops are planted, and many spiritual beasts are raised. There are teleportation formations to communicate between the layers. A high brass tower is a small world, with everything it should have.

The brass tower originally conceived by the Ancient Emperor Jiucang had billions and billions of layers, which could accommodate the lives of all people in the world. Now it has built a hundred layers, which can barely be said to be a prototype. After being enlarged and raised billions of times, This is the tower that Ancient Emperor Jiucang dreamed of.

Now that the small thunder tribulation is coming, it may destroy the ecological system in the Brass Tower. After all, the energy of the thunder tribulation is too terrifying. Even if the Brass Tower can withstand most of the impact, a small part of the impact shock will be It is enough to bring a devastating blow to the ecology inside the Brass Tower!

Boom boom boom!

At this time, the small thunderstorm was raging outside. Thunderbolts struck the brass tower, and ball lightning exploded around the brass tower. The violent concussion and impact made the entire brass tower high. The towers were shaking.

Although the brass tower has strong protective power and will not be destroyed by any catastrophe, the things inside the tower may be shattered and destroyed.

Under the violent shock of the thunder, many women present groaned and vomited blood, feeling very uncomfortable.

Mei Cuizhu said: "It's really the Small Heavenly Thunder Tribulation that's coming. This is really troublesome."

Under a thunderstorm, the ecological system in the Brass Tower is likely to suffer destruction. Once the internal ecological cycle is interrupted, the entire Tianzhu family will fall into misery.

There is almost no aura of heaven and earth in the dark frontier, and no beneficial energy can be drawn from the outside world. If the internal resources are cut off, the person will only starve to death.

The strong do not eat the fireworks of the world, but they still have to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth when eating clouds and drinking dew. If even a little spiritual energy cannot be replenished, then the strong may die of exhaustion.

There are a lot of resources stored in the brass tower warehouse, but if the catastrophe persists, no amount of resources will be enough to consume.

"Sister Mei, why not sacrifice Su Yurou to appease the wrath of heaven?"

"Yes, she is the sacrifice of this generation. Sacrifice her first, maybe the thunder calamity of Xiaotian can be calmed down."