PS: This chapter is a little late, everyone, I'm sorry, I went back to my hometown today.

A little firelight, like a scorching sun, rose from the sky above the Hundred Refining Gate, straight into the sky, and dispelled a large area of darkness.

The monk who approached, his eyes suddenly tingled, and he was temporarily blinded by the dazzling light, and he couldn't stop crying, and he couldn't see anything anymore.

"What's that?"

"Run!"

Everyone screamed miserably, randomly picked a place far away from the Hundred Refining Gate, and ran wildly, this magic weapon sacrificed by the king master was extremely powerful, like the red sun rising in the east, facing the silver-white thunder giant sword that poured down, as if it was about to tear the earth apart.

Rumble!

The scorching sun collided with lightning in the air, and immediately exploded, producing a strong air current, and the exploding glow was like brilliant fireworks, covering the sky.

The lightning is gone, the sun is falling!

Between heaven and earth, a sharp and excited howl suddenly sounded, like the first cry of a baby after birth, spread throughout Yujing, and if you listen carefully, there seems to be a trace of fear of the heavenly calamity.

"Like...... A bead!"

Xin Chanjuan's eyes were dull, her expression was in a trance, and she seemed to be still immersed in the fleeting illusion just now, and her tone was not very sure.

Dai Tianchang nodded and said, "It is indeed a bead, it should be the spirit treasure refined by Master Wang." ”

When Ye Bai heard this, he frowned, and wondered: "Why didn't Master Wang make a move, could it be that the Lingbao Heavenly Tribulation can only be spent by Lingbao himself, if so, wouldn't it be all up to Heaven's will?"

Dai Tianchang shook his head and said: "The reason for this is not as simple as you think, Master Wang's teacher, 'Instrument Monarch' Xie Jian, also refined a spiritual treasure back then, but unfortunately that treasure did not survive the spiritual treasure tribulation in the end." Broken into pieces, Zuihou Xie Jian also died depressed because of this incident. ”

When the words fell, Xin Chanjuan continued with a tacit understanding: "The previous host of our Lei Pavilion has a lot of friendship with Xie Jian, according to what he said. The refiner himself can help the spirit treasure survive, but every time he makes a move, the final power of the spirit treasure will be weakened by a few points, so the treasure refiner himself will not make a move easily, and even if he does, he will save it for the most powerful thunder to deal with Zuihou. ”

Ye Bai nodded and said curiously, "Who was the last host of the Lei Pavilion?"

Xin Chanjuan and Dai Tianchang's eyes darkened at the same time. After being silent for a few breaths, Xin Chanjuan said softly: "Your teacher, Dai Xianfeng." ”

Ye Bai was silent, nodded, and asked again after a while: "Lingbao Tribulation, how many Tribulation Thunders are there?"

Xin Chanjuan said: "Jiuji!"

Ye Bai nodded again.

Between the three of them, the purple vortex in the sky began to change. The speed of rotation is much faster, and the center of the vortex. The electric snake snorted, roaring like the roar of an enraged beast.

Rumble!

The second thunderstorm roared down, and the thunder was so loud that even Ye Bai's eardrums hurt. It makes people wonder if the entire Firmament Continent can hear it.

The speed of this thunderstorm was obviously much slower than the first one, but everyone could feel the power contained in it. It's much stronger than the first one, and the speed doesn't matter at all to the thunderstorm, if anyone dares to dodge, it will only attract a wilder and more fierce catastrophe.

Call!

As if the wind was blowing, the beads did not appear again, but a fiery red light suddenly erupted in the sky above the Hundred Refining Gate, and after the light shot dozens of feet from the ground, it immediately gathered together, forming a huge light mask, the surface of the light mask, the strange color flowed, and it was extremely eye-catching.

Boom!

The second thunderbolt smashed the light mask, the sound was unusually dull, this thunder smashed into the light mask, and it did not disappear immediately, but shattered into countless electric wires, spreading on the surface of the light mask!

It was as if countless small silver snakes were using up all the liliang in their bodies to drill into the shijie under the light mask.

The cracking sound of "click" gradually sounded, and soon became one.

The light mask trembled violently, and after ten breaths, it finally couldn't support it, and it shattered, and the thunder wires, like broken porcelain, fell one after another, and there was no sound anymore.

Everyone's eyes couldn't detect the scene after falling, but it was roughly guessed that those thunder wires had reached the end of the crossbow, and the second thunderbolt should have been easily taken.

Boom! Boom!

Everyone still sighed, the third and fourth thunderbolts fell one after another, and the speed of these two thunderbolts suddenly became much faster, like angry children, about to make a world upside down.

Ye Bai's eyes flickered slightly, he had already experienced the tribulation of the three tribulations of the Yuan Infant and the separation of the bloodline, and he had also seen the tribulation of other monks, but he still felt that he didn't know anything about the appearance of the heavenly tribulation.

Between heaven and earth, what kind of liliang is in control of the appearance of the heavenly tribulation, its size, its strength and weakness, and even the time of every stroke?

Is this kind of liliang some invisible and intangible Heavenly Dao law that cannot be seen or touched, or is it a certain group of high-ranking beings, like monks who have captured Dai Xianfeng, looking at each monk coldly, according to their own rules of the game, sending down heavenly calamities to warn the world?

Ye Bai fell into deep thought, and gradually forgot about the things outside his body.

In the sky above the Hundred Refining Gate, blue flames rose into the sky, like two blue fingers.

Wherever the flames passed, the space shook as if it had been burned to the point of folding.

Poof!

The two thunderbolts, at the moment they touched the cyan flames, quickly dissipated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a faint black smoke dispersed in the air.

The third and fourth thunderbolts were broken silently.

The monks who were watching all saw that their scalps were exploding, is this the power of the spiritual treasure? Even the thunder can be broken with his hands.

The fifth, sixth, and seventh ......

Wang Shi never made a move, but the magic weapon he refined and the attacks he released became stronger and stronger, and the color of the flames gradually became darker, turning from blue to blue, and from blue to purple......

In the sky above the Hundred Refining Gate, there were space black holes with a radius of more than ten zhang, like a black sun, hanging above everyone's heads, exuding an eerie and cold swishing atmosphere.

The speed at which the black hole closes is extremely slow, as if the edge of the black hole still has the breath of flames, just like a scorching confrontation with the boundless void qi.

This is the power of Lingbao!

The eyes of the people were full of horror.

The vortex in the sky, the speed of rotation, suddenly slowed down again, no sound could be heard, no thunder could be seen, but the churning changes of the clouds were extremely intense, constantly changing into various hideous and strange shapes, as if a peerless demon was brewing in the depths of the clouds.

Zuihou hit a thunderbolt, but it never fell, and the atmosphere was weird and dull.

"Finally survived to the ninth record, Wang Shi's teacher Xie Jian, lost in this record back then, didn't survive the past, the treasure was broken, and people were injured, I don't know what will happen to Wang Shi this time?"

There was some embarrassment in Dai Tianchang's voice.

Xin Chanjuan's expression was serious, and she shook her head and said, "Compared to whether that spiritual treasure can survive the tribulation, I want to know more about whether Master Wang will help this spiritual treasure survive the tribulation, or will it have to use its own liliang to survive the tribulation?"

Ye Bai was stunned for a moment, and said puzzledly: "Why does Senior Sister have such doubts, if she notices that something is wrong, Master Wang will naturally want to help, she has already reached Zuihou step, can you still be willing to see it shattered?

"Ye Bai, if you have a disciple with extremely high qualifications, will you not let him travel down the mountain because you are worried that he will be killed when he goes out?"

Xin Chanjuan didn't answer the rhetorical question, her eyes were radiant, and she was extremely profound.

Ye Bai glanced at her in surprise, and suddenly didn't know how to answer this seemingly simple question. After thinking for a while, he said: "What Senior Sister said is a bit exaggerated, I will definitely let him go down the mountain, but if I see that my apprentice is about to be killed, I will definitely save him, even if after saving him, he will become a monk with extremely poor cultivation talent." ”

Xin Chanjuan smiled softly and said: "If it were a person, of course he would do it, but what if it was replaced by a lifeless magic weapon? Wang Shi has loved refining weapons the most, and at the same time he also pursues perfection, every magic weapon he has refined has reached the limit of what he can refine, I heard that as long as it is an imperfect magic weapon that he refines himself, he has melted it into molten iron with his own hands, with his temperament, will he allow himself to refine a flawed magic weapon? Even if this magic weapon is a spiritual treasure!"

Ye Bai was stunned, as if he had been shocked, many thoughts flashed in his mind in an instant, and after more than a dozen breaths, he suddenly realized that he muttered, "I know." ”

Xin Chanjuan asked curiously: "What do you know?"

Ye Bai's eyes were bright and said: "It is said that the spirit treasure has a spirit, this zuihou is a thunderbolt, not only to test this magic weapon, whether he is qualified to become a spirit treasure, but also to test the king master, is he going to be a perfect refiner, or is he a living creature like his own disciple? If he chooses to be a perfect refiner, this level is probably bound to fail." ”

Xin Chanjuan and Dai Tianchang were stunned at the same time when they heard his words, the two obviously didn't expect this step, and after looking at each other, they shot at Ye Bai with undisguised appreciation.

This son's understanding is really terrifying!

Ye Bai looked in the direction of the Hundred Refining Gate, his pupils shrunk.

Now, it only depends on the choice of the king! (To be continued......)