The loud noise of the earth shaking shook everyone's ears, and they felt the powerful aura of the lightning tribulation as it spread out. The air current was visible to the naked eye and surged like waves as it swayed outwards.
"Boom!"
When the second lightning fell from the clouds, everyone smiled with joy, especially Bai Qingcheng whose joy was obvious in her eyes. She looked at the third lightning tribulation that was about to fall, and then she looked at the side, at the young boy in azure robes who was still refining, and she couldn't help but smile.
This young boy should prepare to be her servant!
When the last lightning tribulation fell, everyone except for Song Ming, felt that the young boy in azure robes would undoubtedly lose.
However, Feng Jiu ignored them. She had already wasted a lot of spirit herbs, and she only had one more batch of the main medicinal ingredients left. Therefore, this batch must not go wrong.
