Su Bian Cultivation World

Inside the tribulation cloud, which was like a ball of coiled lightning, finally descended the first thunder tribulation like a dancing silver snake.

Luo Jiujiang's wrists trembled slightly, without dodging or dodging, he rubbed his body and straightened up in the direction where the power of the thunder calamity was strongest.

The sharp light on the edge of Chengxue's blade flashed, even in the silver thunder that was so dazzling that it almost dazzled the eyes, the sense of existence was still so clear.

Luo Jiujiang is single-handed and single-handedly, against the grand background of the holy mountain, he confronts the thunder robbery that is powerful enough to shake the earth. The two confrontations are the collision between the strong in the world and the majesty of the heavenly robbery.

This knife sparked everywhere, Luo Jiujiang's figure was almost wiped out in the thunder light of the masterpiece, and then suddenly appeared, splitting the thunder calamity into two sections from bottom to top like a destructive one.

The thick and thin silver thunder falling from the sky was separated by his blade. This was Luo Jiujiang's first knife out of the sheath.

Usually the first and last part of the thunder tribulation are the most difficult part of the catastrophe.How many monks who were unable to deploy formations or invite people to sweep the formations were cut to half-death by this lightning calamity, and they were unable to cope with the next few thunder calamities, and they were already at the end of their strength.But for Luo Jiujiang, who had just resisted this thunder disaster, he only felt that his muscles and bones had only been moved.

Before the brilliance of the first knife faded completely, as if Luo Jiujiang couldn't take his breath, the second tribulation thunder had fallen against the tip of Luo Jiujiang's knife.

Luo Jiujiang raised his face, and the tribulation thunder clearly illuminated his face.Luo Jiujiang has grown a lot in the three years in the Holy Land, and his handsome face has lost some of the youthful youthfulness, and has been replaced by the edges and corners of youth, but the broad-minded and grand temperament of his youth has penetrated into the bone marrow, which is Luo Jiujiang's lifelong unchanged mark.

He pulled back half of the saber, and took advantage of the unfinished intention of the previous saber, without thinking about it, he slashed fiercely with his hands.

At this time, he was in mid-air, with nothing to rely on between the heaven and the earth, and the only one he could rely on was himself.However, his expression was flying freely as if he was riding a light horse, and he cut the tribulation thunder under the horse with a single saber.

As if irritated by his light attitude, the third and fourth tribulation thunders came one after another, the interval between them was less than a tenth of an eyeblink. They were as compact as a pair of conjoined twins, but for Luo For Jiujiang, at this moment, they are nothing but things that can be swept away by the blade.

The silver light of these two lightning calamities reflected into his pitch-black eyes, but in terms of their power, they didn't even shake his heart.

The fifth thunder tribulation was a little later than the first four, and there was even a chance for Luo Jiujiang to fall to the ground and adjust his breath once in the middle.But opposite to its protracted time, is the power accumulated in the clouds that cannot be underestimated.

Among the nine thunder tribulations, five is the central number.In the Dao of Heaven, the position of "middle" is more important.If you want to talk about the changes of the universe, the three lines and four lines in the center of the six lines have always been known as the three evils and the four fears. Now Luo Jiujiang is facing the fifth thunder disaster with a vicious comer. The momentum seemed to split Luo Jiujiang into countless pieces smaller than dust.

Facing this menacing villain, Luo Jiujiang flicked the back of the Chengxue knife with his fingers, and the long knife made a clear and clear zhengming.Luo Jiujiang let out a long laugh: "It's just in time!", and plunged into the thunder of the masterpiece.

There are many mountains and waters in the holy land, and there are many mountains and mountains near the holy mountain in the center. Therefore, everyone in the sky can see the sky when they look up, but the master who is facing the thunder disaster is difficult to see because of the cover of the mountains.

But this does not prevent people from guessing about the identity of the monk who saved the Nascent Soul Tribulation.

Especially... the color of this thunder calamity is unprecedentedly silver, it looks like cold steel, that cold and inhumane aura seems to cut a gap in the sky.

Speaking of it, it seems that before entering the Holy Land, there seems to be someone who survived the white thunder disaster in the gossip?

Everyone who has companions around them can't help whispering, deeply feeling that this special thunder disaster also knows how to get together, just like looking at the famous characters in the long history of cultivation, most of the talented people seem to know when to choose the time, and deliberately go to the same place. It's like an age.

Some cultivators with slightly higher levels of cultivation and far apart can still make a few jokes-"The one who was robbed by the white thunder at the beginning should be attracted to know this person today, who is also a different person, perhaps Can we see each other?"

He just mentioned it casually, how could he have guessed that these two monks who were praised by others are actually the same person?

This kind of gossip is not shown, and besides these monks who know nothing about the truth, there are others who know some inside information.

Like at this moment, Xiaoren and Feng Xue stopped at the same time, facing the direction of the holy mountain side by side, staring at the silver-white robbery cloud for a long time.

When the first tribulation thunder passed, the cold and stern light of the knife flashed quickly in the thunder calamity, and Xiao Ren suddenly shook the hand they were holding together: "Sister, look, it's Jiujiang."

"En." Feng Xue subconsciously increased her strength, and shook Xiao Ren's hand.She looked at the sky that was whitened by the light of thunderclouds, and flashed before her eyes the bold young man who once made a promise to poke a hole in the sky in the cave of the dead place.

Time flies, and there are several ups and downs during it, and the feeling is hard to describe in detail, but Luo Jiujiang...

"He really became a very powerful person." Feng Xue murmured with emotion, her eyes were slightly red when she raised her head again, there were tears in her eyes, but her face was full of joy and pride.

This kind of Jiujiang is a friend who went through life and death with her.

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And at the other end of the holy land, a team of more than [-] people stopped because of this.

Different from Han Qianling and Luo Jiujiang's stocking policy for spirit snakes and vermilion birds, the Holy Land team of Qinglong Academy has always entered and exited together for thousands of years.On the way, if you encounter remnants of soldiers from other worlds, with a heart of love and benevolence, the disciples of the academy will gather them together according to the usual rules.

Facing this unheard-of silver thunder calamity, most of the academy disciples were whispering among themselves.Among this team, only two students who stood very close to Yin Banshi noticed that he was smiling.

It's not the usual sneer, sneer, superficial smile that Master Yunshen is used to, it's actually a simple smile without any irony, if someone dares to stare at the half-dead face under pressure for three seconds, then he can even Taste a bit of blessing from it.

Yin Banshi remained silent, but this reaction was more frightening than all the words in the world, and even his big medicine pot that had been set up for more than ten years and had not been extinguished day and night.The two students swallowed, looked at each other, and in the horror and disbelief at the side, confirmed from each other's eyes that it was not a sign that they were going to be blind just now.

Their Yin Peak Master was actually smiling.

Among them, a female cultivator was particularly courageous, relying on the rumor that she never said harsh words to the female disciples in the peak, she asked one more question in a trembling voice: "Peak Master, what are you..."

Yin Banshi laughed again.

"A friend," he replied curtly.

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But no matter what kind of years these people have turned over in their hearts, under the power of the fifth thunder disaster that is about to come, they can't help being intimidated and silent.

The fifth thunder tribulation, compared with the first one, may not be as good in terms of pure gold yuan vigor, but compared to the degree of madness and ferocity, it still overwhelms it.

What's more, it is common sense to use magic weapon arrays to help the first thunder calamity, but the previous few thunder calamities were so fast... Many people have the same worry for the man who survived the tribulation at this moment: can resist the thunder I don't know if that person still has the magic weapon?

Luo Jiujiang did not.

However, since his golden core, he has never relied on external objects when he survived thunder disasters.

At this moment, he was going straight up, the tip of the knife was facing the furiously trembling end of the silver arc, and the tip of the knife collided with the thunder in an instant, and Chengxue's blade shone brightly, as if to compete with the heavenly catastrophe, but it was the one in Luo Jiujiang's dantian. The bright moon has finally been put on the blade. It is obviously only a monotonous silver color, but the color is extremely bright, and it seems to have a beauty that is hard to find in the world.

Half of the thunder light flowed into Luo Jiujiang's dantian along Chengxue, and turned into a part of the source of yin, while the other half was offset by Luo Jiujiang's power, and slowly disappeared between heaven and earth.

Suddenly eating half of the power of the sky thunder, Luo Jiujiang's dantian also stretched a little bit tight for a while, just as the sixth sky thunder gathered in the clouds, Luo Jiujiang took the first step, before the thunder disaster fell completely, the source of Dao The power will not be splashed out like money.

——Who said that monks who have crossed the tribulation can only be beaten passively?

You have to strike a thunderbolt to react. I'm afraid this is not a blindfolded old donkey, right?

Tianjie may have never dealt with monks like Luo Jiujiang who did not follow the route before, and the sixth thunder disaster was only halfway down, just catching up with Luo Jiujiang's Shengji sword light.In the end, no one could say whether the sixth thunder tribulation was finished or not—because from the visual effect, it was held back like a half-yawn.

Only Luo Jiujiang's dantian vibrated, knowing where those powers will eventually flow.

This time it wasn't Tianlei chasing the monk to fight, but Luo Jiujiang was pressing on Jieyun step by step.The seventh Lei Jie followed in the footsteps of its sixth brother, and was strangled by Luo Jiujiang on the spot when it was barely exposed. As for the eighth, it was even worse. When it was its turn to appear, it only poked out a sharp point from the clouds.

When the eighth thunder robbery was also picked up by Luo Jiujiang's knife, Luo Jiujiang's sword energy had already been forced to the cloud layer of robbery, like a broken bamboo, and made a hole in the robbery cloud wrapped in silk and hooks!

At that moment, it seemed that the sky suddenly darkened for this treasonous act!

Just like pouring a ladle of cold water into a boiling oil pan, besides the splashing oil stars, there will also be a puff of hissing blue smoke.The moment Jieyun was torn apart, silver thunder poured down from the slit at the length of the arm span of the ordinary man like an upside-down pocket!

If the previous thunder disasters were just silver snakes and wandering cockroaches, then at this moment, what Jieyun descended was a dancing electric grid.

This light made Luo Jiujiang's face pale, but his eyes were full of a light that he couldn't ask for.

"Thank you, Chengquan!" Luo Jiujiang raised his sword, and as he slashed and slashed, the little Nascent Soul in his dantian spontaneously made the same movements as him without his conscious manipulation.

Luo Jiujiang and his Nascent Soul swung their sabers forward together at this moment.

At this moment, Luo Jiujiang and his Nascent Soul reached an unprecedented consistency and unity, and the power of Yin Daoyuan was controlled by him to the extreme, flowing like flowing water along his mind.

And that little Nascent Soul opened its eyes at some point, and at the same time, the eyes of the two "Luo Jiujiang" in the dantian and outside the dantian both emitted a faint golden light.

Chengxue sliced ​​melons and vegetables like chopping off the power grid one by one, and under the pressure of the force that reacted on the blade, Luo Jiujiang and his newly repaired Nascent Soul were completely integrated into one.

From then on, he didn't need to use his spiritual consciousness to deliberately change the small world in Fang's dantian, his Nascent Soul could mobilize the power of the world by itself.

He is the only god in this small world, and this small world is himself.

The robbery clouds gathered in the sky finally dissipated slowly, Luo Jiujiang breathed out a long breath, and there was a golden light in his eyes that was difficult for ordinary people to detect.