You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 488: Dumb Heavenly Tribulation

After a long time, a word appeared in Changqing's mind: "It's due!"

"Um?!"

Chang Qing was stunned. Tian Dao didn't even bother to act and started targeting him directly.

It seemed that Heaven was punishing him a little for his actions. Now it was Changqing's turn to be unhappy.

However, before Chang Qing could bargain, a delicate little baby appeared from the thunder above his head. He looked only seven or eight years old, holding a rattle in his hand and shaking it innocently.

"A little kid, already in the Dan Yun realm?" Chang Qing was stunned. What kind of talent is this? What kind of monster is this!

Naturally, the strange situation in Changqing was also noticed by others.

"Hurry, hurry, look, Chun Niuma's thunder tribulation seems to have changed!"

"That's a little doll, no..."

"Hiss, such a small Yundan Sutra! This... Could it be that this child has been practicing since the womb?"

"It seems that what he said is true. With such a small level of Yundan Realm, I really wonder how prosperous the cultivation opportunities in Lingran Continent were at that time?"

“We are indeed lonely~”

The powerful ones were discussing, while the peerless ones just looked on and said nothing more. They were also amazed at the talent of the little kid. It was no exaggeration to say that he was even much stronger than them. However, practicing Taoism could not rely solely on talent. The one who could go further and live longer was the real reason.

Listening to the child's giggles and crisp laughter, he looked at Changqing who was regulating his breathing without any hurry.

"He's the strongest person in the Yundan realm, so it seems I don't need to show mercy to him." Chang Qing shrugged and said.

"Big brother is bragging. I should have been merciful!" the child retorted.

Chang Qing was dazed, and for a moment it seemed as if the person in front of him was not a thunder tribulation, but a real person.

"I was right, wasn't I? You've only just broken through the shackles of heaven at this age. Shame, shame, shame~" The child was quite naughty and kept teasing Changqing to take action.

Chang Qing opened his mouth, and heard a message from the child's fairy tale, it seemed that he was also the one who broke through the shackles.

Chang Qing controlled his body and his Dharma image rose again. The Dharma image of several feet appeared before him and he punched towards the child.

He just glanced at the Dharma image with a slight interest, and facing the fist that was bigger than him, he just shook the rattle in his hand.

The sound of thunder was heard, and Changqing's Dharma image suddenly stopped for a moment. Looking back again, the child had sat on the shoulder of the Dharma image without him knowing when. He was looking at Changqing through the Dharma image and laughing.

Every time the rattle shook, the space seemed to be squeezed and solidified for a moment, wrapping Changqing inside.

The Way of Space!!

We chased him several times, and each time he disappeared just before being caught.

Gradually, during the constant struggle, Chang Qing figured out that the rattle in the hand of the little guy in front of him was not a treasure. Everything came from its original body, and that original body actually controlled a little bit of the way of space!

Every time he freezes the image, teleports and plays, he is as happy as a child.

The strange child can no longer be explained by common sense. It seems more like someone with great luck has such a unique opportunity.

But this little guy obviously didn't master the technique well. Every time he froze, he could only freeze a space of several feet. Within the space, the little guy could come and go freely. He was the king of the space, so he was extremely difficult to deal with.

Fortunately, Changqing rolled his eyes and smiled slightly.

The Dharmakāya attacked again, never stopping to chase the child. However, after this attack, the Dharmakāya stopped again at the sound of the rattle.

"Big brother, with your skills, I'm afraid you can't even get past me, let alone the little brothers and sisters who come after you. If this is the case, big brother may not be able to get through this heavenly tribulation..."

The child pouted, as if feeling bored because he didn't have enough fun.

"Really?" Changqing's voice suddenly sounded behind the child.

The child was startled and turned around abruptly, preparing to swing the rattle in his hand, but stopped suddenly, and a finger had already touched his forehead.

In an instant, black and white flashed from the child's eyebrows and disappeared into it.

As if sensing something strange in his body, the child's face was full of excitement: "Big brother, how did you do it?"

"Who said that the Dharma can only be taken action by taking control in person?" Chang Qing was not in a hurry and explained softly.

"Then why didn't my space method find you?"

The child asked, and the two of them talked cordially like very familiar friends.

"You've already felt it in your body, haven't you~"

"So that's how it is, big brother. I underestimated my enemy this time, but there won't be a next time!" The child said stubbornly, but countless cracks still appeared on his body, and the black and white energy continued to destroy the child's body.

"Goodbye~" the child waved to Changqing.

"Goodbye~" Changqing nodded.

The second heavenly calamity collapsed.

Changqing only felt that this time the heavenly tribulation was different, it was more like chatting at home.

Suddenly, a breeze blew up, and a wonderful sound came. Changqing's figure retreated several feet in an instant, and a strand of hair fell from his original place.

His face instantly turned gloomy, and a woman floating down from the sky appeared before him.

Sound repair!!

Chang Qing's pupils shrank. This was the first time he encountered a sound cultivator, and he just seemed a little unsportsmanlike.

The white dress, sparkling with crystals and the dancing ribbons added to the beauty of the scene. Her face was cold and her pupils were colourless, only ice and snow. She was ruthless and heartless, which made people frown.

"Girl, it seems immoral to attack suddenly!" Chang Qing stood up, stretched out his hand and turned it, and the long hair was burned.

The woman did not answer, but stroked the strings again. Countless notes trembled and turned into nothingness and attacked Changqing.

"So you're a mute, no wonder you can't communicate~" Chang Qing smiled teasingly and made a move towards the Dharmakaya.

The Dharmakāya came towards him, took a big step forward, and swung several golden fist prints, but the sound of the piano continued to ring, and the fist prints broke, leaving only the sound of the piano echoing, and there were still several more wounds on the Dharmakāya's body, and the wounds were also reflected on Changqing's body at the same time.

Invisible attacks are really tricky.

The woman didn't say too much nonsense, nor did she give Changqing any chance to breathe. It seemed that killing Changqing was her lifelong wish. There were several more wounds, silent and only when you were close could you sense the slightest danger, but it was extremely difficult to avoid.

He dispersed his Dharma image, and with his spiritual power protecting his body, he kept getting closer to the woman with the sword in hand. The breeze kept blowing past her ears, and he attacked Changqing mercilessly with endless murderous intent.

Bloody wounds kept appearing on the body, and blood was gushing out.

The sound of the piano is mesmerizing, yet so plain. However, to Changqing, every note is more like a murderous ghost. The confrontation between the two seems plain, but in fact, Changqing is in life and death crisis everywhere.

Death is so close!

In front of him, Dongfeng 51 was blocking the way firmly. The sword was shaking constantly, but it blocked the invisible notes firmly.

The woman's eyes changed and the tune suddenly changed. It was no longer gentle but murderous. The sound waves turned into countless invisible weapons, cutting through the air and slashing towards Changqing.

Changqing sensed the danger and stopped immediately. He held the wooden sword in the air and formed seals with his hands. Countless sword shadows emerged from the wooden sword and, as Changqing controlled it, rushed towards the weapon.

For a moment, countless clanging sounds of metal colliding were heard in the air.