Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

The devil world is full of strange clouds and waves.

Yun Ci had no control over what was going on.

The moment he stepped out of the Demonic Realm, a muffled thunder sounded from the black cloud above his head.

The location dug out by Lei Jie is wonderful, with cliffs and waterfalls in front and uninhabited mountains behind.

Yun Ci was the one to bear the thunderous calamity that destroyed the heaven and earth.

Zhong Changxu, who was squatting several hills away, looked at Jie Yun and asked in a trembling voice: "Is there such a big battle in the Fusion Realm?"

At the same time, the first bolt of thunder struck.

The river was split by the lightning, but its speed did not slow down. It rushed to both banks and exploded layers of waves in the forest.

The strong wind brought water vapor.

It seems that I can still feel the continuous thunder from it, crackling and beating on my body.

Two more bolts of thunder tore through the calamity clouds, setting the broken green tree trunks on fire.

The power of the thunder will only become stronger and stronger. If you continue to strike it this way, it will become more and more painful as time goes by.

"You should be glad that this is the Fusion Realm." Xi Xingyuan sighed and glanced at the sword master standing in front of him, "No matter how powerful the thunder tribulation is, it will end."

"I'm afraid..." Wen Yinzhi's voice was shattered by the roar, "Something doesn't want to let Yun Ci go."

Before he finished speaking, lightning spread along the charred land to several people.

A flash of sword light flashed, and Chang Ning gathered several disciples into a protective shield.

Zhong Changxu, with his face numb from being struck by lightning, said: "Although everyone may guess what they think, but isn't it a bit too arrogant for you to say it in front of Lei Jie?"

Ji Peng retreated slightly to avoid the collapsed cliff: "Being crazy also has its advantages."

Thunder tribulation has no consciousness, and the fact that it can still affect something so far away can only mean that there is someone controlling it from behind.

Thinking of the causal thread entangled in the spirit, Zhong Changxu took a breath and said, "What do you think this is all about?"

Just a little bit of lightning struck, and the cliff fell in half.

How much power should the person in the middle of the thunder have to face?

"It'll be fine." Chang Ning didn't look back, swallowed the blood that surged in his throat, and stood firmly in the wind, "Songming Sword Technique has a style that can withstand thunder disasters."

The sword technique was improved by Chang Ning.

To be honest, it is actually somewhat related to Kunlun Mountain.

All sword practitioners in the world are one family.

Kunlun Mountain does not have a monopoly on swordsmanship. Even when they meet newly established sects, they will give them some guidance and help them check for mistakes and fill in their gaps.

The Songming Sword Technique at the beginning is not suitable for defense.

When Yu Xianzi was coaching Chang Ning, he discovered that Song Ming Jian Jue only wanted to attack.

If you meet an equally powerful opponent, you can use these moves to resolve the battle.

What if we can’t defeat him?

If there are no sword moves when defending, the sword techniques will not be able to circulate in the body.

Disturbances will weaken the power of sword moves.

It was just a casual mention. Changning, who was born with a sword body, spent several years and finally improved the last three moves of Songming Sword Technique.

The effectiveness depends on the swordsman's understanding of swordsmanship.

It also depends on...

opportunity.

"The timing is not right, Sword Master."

In the dim world, the shining light of Xue Zhongzhan is particularly conspicuous.

The hanging robe bloomed with blue plum blossoms on the charred and moist ground.

She weakly gathered Yun Ci, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, in her arms, blocking most of the thunder from the sky.

The purple lightning flashed wildly, and finally cracked the body into layers of fine lines like knocking on ice.

The heavenly thunder that could not be absorbed was gradually led to Yun Ci's dantian by the green-calyx plums on the ground.

I can't use magic weapons to dodge the first few thunderclouds, nor can I let that little fat dragon eat up the thundercloud in one bite.

The normal process of overcoming the tribulation in the Fusion Realm is to use the Heavenly Thunder to temper the body and become one with one's own God Transformation.

If you want to expand your meridians to accommodate a transformed spirit, you must concentrate and make no mistakes during this period.

But Yunci’s thunder tribulation was extremely fierce from the first one.

If you bear it hard, you won't be able to survive this disaster.

Xue Zhongzhan had no choice but to use his own spirit body to help Yun Ci reduce the power of the thunder.

The sword spirit has no physical body. As long as the sword master can still swing the sword, he can regroup his body after a while.

Another bolt of lightning struck.

This time, the left hand was chopped off and dissipated.

Xue Zhongzhan didn't say anything else, silently calculating how many thunders Yun Ci should receive.

Suddenly, spiritual power continued to help repair the broken body.

"The sword master is so distracted. If he doesn't integrate well with the transformed spirit, there will be problems in the operation of his spiritual power in the future." Xuezhongzhan said with a helpless smile, "The sword spirit will be struck by thunder from the sky."

Yun Ci, who was closing his eyes to advance, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "When I ascend, you should be present."

"I will be there, I still have to wait for the sword master to take me up there to show off." Xuezhongzhan smiled, patting Yun Ci's head in the air, "I was not allowed to come out just now, this time it is my turn to refuse the sword master. "

Ignoring Yun Ci's idea of ​​wanting her to go back, Xue Zhongzhan said softly, "With the sword master dead, the natal sword has no meaning to exist, let alone ascend."

"Sword Master will vent his anger on me later and smash this thunder cloud to pieces."