Chu Tianfeng also knew that the monks had bad intentions towards him, but he didn't care about it, he just focused on running the Five Elements Technique to promote the fusion of Yuan Ying and Divine Soul.
Boom, boom, boom The fourth and fifth batches of thunderstorms came as scheduled.
Chu Tianfeng didn't dare to fly into the air to provoke the thunder tribulation like before, but gritted his teeth and endured it silently.
Boom, boom, boom Lei Zheng seemed to treat him as a war drum, beating with relish, and also knocked out the rhythm and rhythm.
Boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom As the one who was knocked, Chu Tianfeng didn't have a temper at all, so he could only be like a little daughter-in-law, obedient, or quietly greet God.
Boom, boom, boom Finally, when the sixth batch of thunder tribulations ended, his Yuan Ying and his divine soul were completely fused and successfully advanced He immediately swallowed a Restoration Pill, and then, with a thud, jumped up and roared towards the sky Come on, come and hit me Cultivation has soared, and his self-confidence has increased greatly, and he is no longer afraid of thunderstorms.
Seeing this, the onlookers turned on the mode of complaining one after another. ", this kid can't wait, he wants to kill himself" "Haha, here's your chance" "The best spirit stone is mine" "Damn, I want exercises" One by one, the monks took out their flying swords and were eager to try.
Feng Mingxue also took out the flying sword and was secretly on guard.
Boom, boom, boom Lei Zheng seemed to have taken a fancy to Chu Tianfeng's top-grade spirit stone, riveted his strength, and slammed it on Chu Tianfeng's body.
Chu Tianfeng took up the trick and faced it calmly.
Boom, boom, boom The thunder tribulation knocked him down again and again, as before, but he was defeated again and again, like a little strong who couldn't be killed, jumping up again and again.
Boom, boom, boom The seventh batch of thunder tribulations bombarded, and Chu Tianfeng lay on the ground panting, his whole body drenched in blood.
Hundreds of miles away from the "brother-in-law", Feng Mingxue burst into tears.
"Don't come here, I'll come back to you."
Chu Tianfeng felt her divine sense and hurriedly transmitted a message to her.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, he suddenly felt a powerful divine sense cast on his body.
Your uncle is at least the fifth level of Mahayana Chu Tianfeng was secretly speechless, and got up again.
Boom, boom, boom The eighth batch of thunderstorms followed.
Chu Tianfeng was not afraid, ran the magic trick to the extreme, and jumped up.
Boom, boom, boom Boom, boom, boom The Thunder Tribulation may have been provoked by Chu Tianfeng, one fiercer than the other, and one faster than the other Chu Tianfeng was blasted into the grass again and again.
In the end, the nine thunder tribulations were over, and the scene was a huge crater.
Chu Tianfeng's classmate was like a toad, lying naked at the bottom of the pit He wanted to take out his clothes to cover his shame, but as soon as the thought came to him, he felt that several powerful divine senses were cast on him Wow, it's all Mahayana Mud Horse Chu Tianfeng unwillingly looked at the top-grade spirit stones around him that had not been used up, quickly used his stealth technique, jumped up, and flew towards Feng Mingxue.
Feng Mingxue fluttered in the air hundreds of miles away, nervously using her divine sense to find Chu Tianfeng's traces.
Chu Tianfeng was not lightly injured, but he still flew to her side quickly, and couldn't help but say, he picked her up on his back and flew away Boom As soon as Chu Tianfeng left, four figures appeared in the valley, four powerful figures.
One of them was an old man with a thin face and a short stature, wearing an earthy yellow monk's robe, and a slender spirit weapon flying sword on top of his head.
The second was a middle-aged man, of medium height, wearing a black robe, and holding a black thunder bead in his hand.
The third person was full of red hair, and his eyes were like copper bells, but he was a demon cultivator, and this thing was holding a spear in his hand, and he was majestic.
The last man looked younger, handsome and graceful, dressed in a golden monk's uniform, and he carried a long sword on his back, looking at the other two coldly.
If Chu Tianfeng was here, he would definitely be surprised.
He had seen three of the four, especially the young monk in the golden monk's robe Because, this monk is none other than Jin Yiren, the original master of the Five Elements Gate The short old man was the Mahayana monk surnamed He, and he was also an elder of Wujimen, when Chu Tianfeng first arrived in Lanyuexing, he was robbed by Niu Zhengfeng and Niu Zhengmin brothers, and it was this Mahayana monk surnamed He and another Mahayana monk surnamed Fang who came to the rescue.
That demon cultivator is also his old friend, this thing once led his troops to attack Wancheng, if it wasn't for Han Qi's timely arrival, I'm afraid it would be equally fierce.
"Jin Daoyou, Wen Daoyou, there are so many top-grade spirit stones, how about we divide them equally" The Mahayana monk surnamed He bowed his hand to Jin Yiren and the black-robed middle-aged monk.
"I'm for it."
The red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator saw that the Mahayana monk surnamed He did not name him, and hurriedly ran out to brush up on his sense of existence.
It's a pity that among the four, his cultivation is the lowest, not only did the Mahayana monk surnamed He ignore him, but Jin Yiren still ignored him, didn't even look at him, and held the long sword behind his back in his hand: "Why?"
"Jin Daoyou, isn't this ownerless thing a share," the black-robed middle-aged monk interjected.
"Who said there is no owner" Jin Yiren looked around at everyone, "This is the Five Elements Mountain, it is Jin's territory, may I ask Wen Daoyou, if you go down to Benlei Island to get something, are you willing?"
The black-robed middle-aged monk smiled slightly and said, "Jin Daoyou, at this time and that time, if your sect is still there, Wen will naturally not come to the Five Elements Mountain to spread wildness. ” Jin Yiren snorted and turned to the Mahayana monk surnamed He: "So, He Daoyou also means this."
"Not bad."
The Mahayana monk surnamed He looked like a matter of course.
Among the four of them, his cultivation was only higher than that of the red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator, and lower than the black-robed middle-aged monk and Jin Yiren.
"I think so too."
The red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator ran out again to brush up on the sense of existence.
"Hmph" Jin Yiren's fierce gaze swept over the red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator's face, "It's just the second layer of Mahayana, and you dare to speak out, so I'll teach you a lesson first."
As the saying goes, killing chickens and monkeys Among the three opponents, the red-haired Mahayana demon has the worst cultivation, and it is undoubtedly the chicken that should be killed Therefore, Jin Yiren's whole body shook without hesitation, and he quickly formed a realm and went towards the Mahayana demon cultivator.
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The red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator was shocked and hurriedly released out of the realm to face the battle.
The black-robed middle-aged monk and the Mahayana monk surnamed He glanced at each other, and the two of them invariably took a step back and stood by.
The realm of the two Kaka Jin Yiren and the red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator squeezed each other, making a terrifying sound.
However, the red-haired Mahayana demon's cultivation was low after all, and its realm was far less powerful than Jin Yiren's, and it didn't take long for it to collapse "Haha" Jin Yiren laughed, and the realm swept towards the red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator.
The red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator was so frightened that he hurriedly used the technique of shrinking the ground into inches, and when he stepped out, his figure quickly became blurred.
However, Jin Yiren seemed to have expected him to run away for a long time, and with a shake of his right hand, the long sword in his hand flew out with a thud, shooting straight at the red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator.
Ah when the red-haired Mahayana demon cultivator disappeared, a long scream came out, and one arm floated into the sky with a thud.
At this moment, figures flickered in the air, and monks rushed to the valley one after another, and in a short time, the sky was filled with all kinds of men and women.
However, there were three Mahayana monks in the scene with their divine senses, and they were so frightened that they didn't dare to act rashly.
"Two, do you have any opinions" Jin Yiren smiled indifferently, put away the realm, and looked at the black-robed middle-aged monk and the Mahayana monk surnamed He.
The black-robed middle-aged monk's divine sense swept over the long sword in the air, frowning slightly.
It was a strange flying sword, with a black body, its appearance was not good, but its divine sense could not penetrate, and the moment it flew out just now, he clearly "saw" a colorful light flickering on the tip of the sword.
"Since there is no opinion, then, these top-grade spirit stones belong to Jin" Jin Yiren saw that the two of them were silent, his body shook, and he rushed straight to the top-grade spirit stones in the valley.
"Wait" The black-robed middle-aged monk pointed with his right hand and sacrificed a thunder bead, and a thunderbolt quickly blasted in front of Jin Yiren, trying to stop Jin Yiren.
Jin Yiren was not in a hurry, stretched out his hand, and the flying sword in the air flew back, and the sword was released, facing the thunder and lightning.
With a bang, the thunder and lightning collided with the sword, and the sword suddenly dispersed.
The black-robed middle-aged monk smiled proudly and released the realm, and at the same time urged the thunder bead to continue to blast out thunder and lightning.
Jin Yiren snorted coldly, and also released the realm, his hands danced, and the flying sword in the air was resurrected on the spot, facing the thunder and lightning again.
The realm intersects with the realm, and the thunder and lightning collide with the sword for the second time.
Click-boom The strength of the two realms is about the same, but the thunder and lightning are not the same There was a bang, and the sword was once again scattered by lightning.
This kind of result can only show that, first, the quality of the flying sword is too low, and second, the swordsman's swordsmanship is poor.
Between Jin Yiren's cultivation, the second scenario is almost impossible.
"Jin Daoyou, you should find a good sword" The black-robed middle-aged monk took it for granted that the Five Elements Gate was destroyed, and Jin Yiren was so depressed that he couldn't afford a top-grade spiritual weapon flying sword.
The Mahayana monk surnamed He also thought so, and snickered in his heart.
"Is it" Jin Yiren heard the ridicule in the words of the black-robed middle-aged monk, and immediately became furious, roared, and once again harnessed the flying sword to face the thunder and lightning.
The sword and the thunder and lightning intersect for the third time The Mahayana monk surnamed He and the monks all thought that the sword would disappear again, and the flying sword would even shatter.
However, after that roar, the flying sword shattered, but instead of shattering, many black pieces fell off the sword's body The sword body instantly shone brightly, turning from the usual white light to multicolored light When everyone in the audience saw it, they exclaimed in surprise.
"An immortal weapon is actually an immortal weapon" "Oh my God, the fairy sword has appeared" "It turns out that the fairy sword of the Five Elements Gate is still in the hands of the Golden Gate Master" The black-robed middle-aged monk in the field was also quite surprised, and immediately flew back, shouting: "Lord of the Golden Gate, stay" He knew that the other party's cultivation was the same as his, and with the immortal sword in his hand, he was definitely not his opponent.
Rather than being defeated, it is better to stop there, at least to get out of the way.
"Wen Daoyou, how about my sword" Jin Yiren stopped the flying sword.
The black-robed middle-aged monk recalled the thunder beads, and slowly put away the realm: "Lord of the Golden Gate, bow down to the wind." ” A hint of pride flashed in Jin Yiren's eyes, and he looked at the Mahayana monk surnamed He next to him: "What about you?"
The Mahayana monk surnamed He looked at the pile of top-grade spirit stones in the valley unwillingly, and hugged his fist to Jin Yiren: "I have no opinion below." ” Jin Yiren laughed, his figure flashed, he stepped over to the pile of top-grade spirit stones, and the true yuan rolled up, hurriedly rolled up all the spirit stones, put them into the ring, and then, flew up, and disappeared into the sky in an instant
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