The scumbag who broke off the engagement, the emperor's daughter fell off the horse and shocked

Feng Yanyuan didn't dare to trust her. She united her mind and said, "Rong——"

The Marrow Cleansing Sutra and Purple Cloud Crystal in the Chaos Sacred Fire were fused together, and gradually the prototype of a long sword took shape.

It was also at this time that thunderclouds rolled, and the clouds were mixed with purple thunder and lightning.

Someone saw it in the distance and thought there was a strong man going through the tribulation here, so they didn't dare to get close at all.

Feng Yanyuan was sweating profusely, and finally fused the long sword at the last moment and completed the refining.

She quickly put away the Holy Fire of Chaos and flew out of the cave with her long sword.

Otherwise, she would be buried alive if the thunderstorm fell.

The moment she landed on the top of the mountain.

Boom——

The thick-armed thunder calamity fell from the sky and landed on Feng Yanyuan's head at this moment.

She was instantly charred, her hair was all mushy, white smoke was coming out of her mouth, and the sword in front of her vibrated, as if she was excited.

Feng Yanyuan: "...?"

Before she could react too much, a thicker thunderbolt fell again. She quickly avoided it and used the fastest speed...it was no use. The thunderbolt seemed to have eyes and moved directly over and fell on her head. Come.

Feng Yanyuan said again: "...?" Ni Ma.

Can't she sense the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and summon it?

So unfamiliar? Or specifically kill them?

Generally, quasi-sacred weapons have six thunder tribulations, but now there are two.

And this mountain is almost flattened.

Fengyan Yuan's head is covered with black lines, and her head is covered with burnt black hair. As she moves, the thunderclouds in the sky are also moving.

From a distance, it looks like a black monkey jumping up and down.

Boom!

Another thunderstorm fell, and Feng Yanyuan's whole body became stiff.

Madhu, this thunder tribulation can really find her!

He also aimed specifically at the top of her head.

My whole body was numb.

"Ahem..." Feng Yanyuan felt weird all over, and black smoke came out of her mouth.

"You idiot, why don't you absorb the power of lightning quickly!" Youying's voice sounded, and Feng Yanyuan was almost frightened to death.

The main reason was that the sound was too loud, and her consciousness almost collapsed.

But she still received the message.

He quickly sat cross-legged and controlled the power of thunder and lightning in his body to flow through his meridians.

She seemed to be born with the ability to control the power of thunder and lightning, and it was so smooth that she was a bit unbelievable.

The fourth thunder tribulation fell, Feng Yanyuan gritted her teeth, and the spiritual power and Feng Jue in her body began to circulate rapidly.

The power of thunder and lightning that penetrated her head was completely absorbed by her, and Feng Yanyuan didn't notice a problem yet.

Even with her Xuanling Realm strength, she could withstand such a terrifying thunder disaster.

Most people can't do it.

Then the fifth thunder tribulation, the sixth...

But the sixth path completely fell on the long sword, buzz——

Feng Yanyuan felt a powerful force emanating from the long sword, filled with terrifying pressure.

It is a quasi-sacred weapon, comparable to a strong person in the Holy Spirit Realm. If a strong person in the Holy Spirit Realm owns this long sword, its strength will be doubled and it can compete with people in the Spiritual Realm.

Of course, Feng Yanyuan cannot yet exert the true power of this weapon.

The higher the strength, the lower the possibility of cross-level battles. Especially above the Tianling realm, even a small level is like a gap that is difficult to cross.

"A sacred weapon is born!"

In Xia City, many strong men sensed the movement and their expressions changed.

"Holy weapon?!" These words immediately caused Xia City to explode, and the nearby cities were not quiet either.

People who got the news rushed to the mountains.

Feng Yanyuan stood on the top of the mountain, looked at the long sword in front of her, and smiled.