The voice hadn't fallen!
Boom boom boom!
Three enormous heavenly thunderbolts, each several zhang long, struck simultaneously, instantly drowning the three Hundred Tribulations Immortal Pills!
Luo Jiuchuan and Christopher Weil tightly watched the three Hundred Tribulations Immortal Pills submerged by the thunder, their hearts rising with anxiety.
Lionel Yeager also stood up, gazing at the sky with his brow furrowed.
Before the three Hundred Tribulations Immortal Pills can survive the pill tribulation, he cannot afford to be careless.
If they fail, everything done during the past five days would be in vain.
The key is, Brother Zhu and himself are not far from facing the Taiyi Xuanxian Thunder Tribulation, and there's no time to find more medicinal materials to continue refining the Hundred Tribulations Immortal Pills.
This is why he must refine three Hundred Tribulations Immortal Pills simultaneously; the purpose is to save time.
Shortly.
