"Dafa mudra, this is Dafa mudra!"

The little monk of the golden cicada showed a look of excitement on his face, took the hand of the exterminator, and said, "Uncle Exterminator, have you seen it, this is the Dafan handprint." ”

The little monk of the golden cicada shook the sky, with a solemn look on his face, and said in a deep voice: "I saw it, but so what?"

"So what?"

The little monk of the golden cicada was stunned for a moment, and said excitedly: "This is the Great Fan Mudra, Uncle Sky Destroyer, Senior Brother Chu Yun wants to cultivate the Great Fanyan Thunder Sword Technique, and it is the Great Fanyan Thunder Sword Technique created by the withered leaf monk." ”

Annihilation smiled bitterly, but his eyes looked at Chu Yun under the sea of clouds solemnly, nodded and said, "I naturally know that Chu Yun wants to cultivate the Great Fanyan Thunder Sword Technique, but is this kind of sword technique that he should cultivate as a Divine Transformation Stage cultivator?"

Hearing this, the little monk of the golden cicada's expression changed, his whole face became pale, and even his shiny scalp turned white.

"Yes, this is the Great Fanyan Thunder Sword Technique, how can Senior Brother Chu Yun cultivate the Great Fanyan Thunder Sword Technique during the Transformation Period, no, the little monk has to think of a way to rescue Senior Brother Chu Yun. ”

Hearing this, the sky extinguishing directly knocked on the whitened scalp of the little monk of the golden cicada, and reprimanded: "This is the Heavenly Fury Thunder Punishment, if you dare to go in, Uncle Shi will dare to surpass you in the next moment!"

The little monk of the golden cicada staggered back, almost fell to the ground, and pulled the void with a bitter pleading face: "Uncle Shi, you are well-read and well-read, you must be able to come up with a way, right?"

Chu Yun landed in such a field, after all, it was the little monk of the golden cicada.

I thought that with the strength of the Luofu Holy Sect, it was to give Chu Yun a transformation, who would have thought that the Great Demon Relic would be so strong that it would attract thunder punishment and heavenly wrath.

The little monk was in a hurry.

Buddha crosses sentient beings, if Chu Yun whimpers because of the little monk's life, the little monk will not want to become a Buddha again.

At this point, the little monk couldn't help at all except chanting the scriptures and reciting the Buddha over and over again.

After hearing the words of the little monk of the golden cicada, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Fart!"

I'm in a hurry, and I'm really anxious to extinguish the sky, and I actually spit out the fragrance.

It's just that after spitting out the fragrance, the sky extinguishing looked awe-inspired, and hurriedly clasped his hands together and sang in a low voice.

The hat button of the little monk of the golden cicada is too big, and it is a little out of place.

What does it mean to be well-read and well-read, how can a little monk dare to say such words?

My Buddha is compassionate!

Extinguishing the void has committed the vow of anger again.

There is really nothing that can be done, under such heavenly wrath, who dares to go up?

Didn't you see a group of immortals around, all of them had strange faces, and the faces of the head of Luofu were all white?

At this time, Hei Lin in mid-air suddenly laughed, stared at Chu Yun under the clouds, and said loudly: "Whether it is the Luofu Holy Sect, a disciple of the Transformation Period, who dares to swallow the Great Demon Relic, not to mention, even the Great Fanyan Thunder Sword Technique and other superior swordsmanship dare to practice, the old man wants to see how he can cultivate the Great Fanyan Thunder Sword Technique in the Heavenly Fury Thunder Punishment." ”

It can be seen that Heilin is really eye-opening.

The Musang Fairy next to him looked at Chu Yun with a curious expression, a strange look flashing on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Chu Yun can't!"

Que Yang Zhenren's face was pale, and the little complexion that had just recovered disappeared without a trace.

The supreme mastery of the Great Fanyan Thunder Sword Technique, which is secretly cultivated on weekdays, has to worry about the backlash of thunder.

Now that Chu Yun is good, he actually wants to cultivate directly in the Heavenly Fury Thunder Punishment, isn't this looking for death?

Even if you are a genius in the sky, with a chapter of exit and surrounded by avenues, you can't die like this.

A group of people looked at Chu Yun with bewildered faces, their expressions full of absurdity and eccentricity.

At this time, the terrifying thundercloud that had recondensed in mid-air finally broke out.

Boom ——!

A thunderous sound that pierced through the heavens and the earth resounded through the sky.

The entire Chongtian Prefecture was shaken by this heavenly wrath and thunder.

On Tianxiu Peak, the wind was blowing fiercely, countless people's hair was blown apart, their clothes were raging, and under the rolling waves, they had to use spells to resist.

Thundered!

Heaven and earth were drowsy before, and the terrifying aura fell from the sky, directly enveloping Chu Yun.

This has not fully exploded, and a thunderbolt falling from the sky will be so terrifyingly powerful?

Yun Zhu exclaimed in surprise and threw himself into the arms of Master Yourong, obviously not daring to continue looking.

Roar!

The heavens and the earth roared, the thunder dragon roared, and a thunderbolt that was so violent that everyone was terrified fell towards Chu Yun.

Almost instantly, the formation laid out by Chu Yun was crumbling.

Finished!

Countless people's hearts sank!

Chu Yun didn't seem to notice everything that was happening around him, and the Qingyun long sword in his hand danced slowly, and one after another Zen emanated out.

The movement was very slow, but a series of sword shadows were thrown out, free and easy, mysterious and mysterious.

Waves of furious thunder yuan erupted around Chu Yun, enveloping Chu Yun.

The sword was blazing, and the thunder was furious.

Chu Yun was alone, integrated into heaven and earth, and the human sword was one.

That kind of free and easy naturalness surprised everyone.

"This ...... What kind of mood is this?"

"Sword Heart, Chu Yun actually comprehended Sword Heart?"

"No, it's not Kenshin, it's ...... Buddha mind?"

"Impossible, your head is funny, Chu Yun is a Taoist cultivator, how can he comprehend the Buddha's heart?"

"This is not a Buddha heart, nor is it a sword heart!" the little monk of the golden cicada had a strange and surprised look on his face.

In mid-air, the Musang Fairy glanced at the little monk of the golden cicada, and muttered: "Can it still be a demon heart?"

Saying that, Fairy Musang seemed to think that this was ridiculous, and laughed out loud.

No one realized that the terrifying Heavenly Fury Thunder Punishment that destroyed the world was carried down by Chu Yun like this.

Midair.

The raging thunderclouds burst completely.

Waves of terrifying Lei Yuan surged towards Chu Yun, and the Qingyun Sword in Chu Yun's hand suddenly pointed straight at the sky.

Boom!

A ringing sound like a Zen bell spread throughout the entire Luofu Holy Sect.

The expressions of countless powerhouses in Chongtian Prefecture all changed, looking in the direction of the Luofu Holy Sect.

The avenue is sung, bursts of Sanskrit sound!

Chu Yun danced slowly with one person and one sword, and the qi of the surrounding avenue danced wildly with the sword.

In mid-air, thunder raged and rumbled.

Just when everyone gasped, Chu Yun suddenly moved.

Airplanes!

Under a sword, the color of heaven and earth changed.

Boom Boom!

Countless thunderbolts exploded in mid-air, and terrifying waves of qi covered the sky and the sun, and the sky and the earth were dark.

Thundered!

The entire Chongtian Prefecture, countless places where the thunder yuan was thick, all erupted with bursts of thunder.

The waves of qi flew, and countless thunderbolts shot in the direction of the Luofu Holy Sect and disappeared into the sky.

Tianxiu Peak, countless people opened their mouths wide, looking at Chu Yun with a confused expression, one person and one sword, and the Buddha and the Tao sang in unison.

Rumble!

A heavenly sound exploded, startling everyone.

Chu Yun's sword momentum was obviously a little faster.

"The clouds are moving!" Que Yang Zhenren's face suddenly burst into ecstasy: "Chu Yun actually succeeded!"

"It's just a move, what kind of success is it!" Yin Tianqi pursed his lips.

Boom Boom!

A series of roars resounded throughout the sky.

Que Yang Zhenren's eyes lit up, he squinted at Yin Tianqi, snapped his fingers, and muttered: "One, two, three, four...... Seven, eight, nine, nine movements, comfortable!"

Yin Tianqi: "......"