After the third thunderstorm, the fourth thunderstorm is menacing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Heavenly Dao didn't give Wushuang much time to react, and between the lightning and flint, she had to pull out the Qingsha Sword and force herself to resist the thunderstorm.

Under the way of heaven, all things are ants.

Behind the originally slender Wushuang was the rolling thunder, raging and raging. Overhead was the gloomy sky, cramped, oppressive, and she was as small as an ant.

Again, it's just her. In his hand is the most reliable companion - Qingsha Sword.

It's no longer like at the beginning, the bulky sword body makes Wushuang helpless, and now she, even if the Qingsha sword is a little heavier, they can fit perfectly. It's like the green brake is a part of it, a part of her arm, and the sword where her heart is directed.

He stood upright in mid-air, holding the green brake in his hand, and when the thunderbolt slashed, he used all his strength, drew his sword, and slashed.

How powerful is the Ancient Excalibur plus the Golden Pill Monk? At least now I can resist this fourth tribulation.

There were nine thunderbolts one after another, and Wushuang fought them all in the same way, and Qingsha was already a little powerless, and even Wushuang didn't know how many lightning strikes he had withdrew.

The skin of the body has long been like burning, the flesh and blood have been blurred, and the miserable person is standing straight in the air with a broadsword, more upright than Jinsong, more upright than Qingzhu, more proud than Hanmei, she is the unyielding Wushuang.

Finally, the fourth thundercloud ended, and Wushuang couldn't feel the pain at that time, and a large number of lightning strikes left only a prototype in her body, and the flesh and blood that should have made up his body were scorched.

It's not over yet......

The thunderclouds in the sky were still gathering in this direction, stretching for a hundred and ten miles, and the sky seemed closer to the ground, dim and cramped.

The crowd of people who had taken refuge in the barren mountains around Hualing looked at the scene that happened in front of their eyes in horror, and those tumbling black thunderstorm clouds seemed to be able to reach out and touch, and each of them was surrounded by thick thunderstorms rolling down, one after another.

A catastrophe that should not have been staged in the mundane world unfolded in front of them in a real and complete manner, and it made them realize what the difference between monks and ordinary people was.

It's supposed to be a person of two worlds.

Worry and fear are brewing in the bottom of their hearts, it's not that they don't know who the person who is facing the lightning strike at the moment is, it is precisely because they know that they are worried and afraid.

The Huaqing Guardian, which is to be staged every five years, constantly stimulates their hearts and lets them know how much the Huaqing clan has paid for the entire Hualing! Now this thunderstorm that is enough to destroy the world is staged in front of their eyes again, and they clearly understand the hardships and sufferings of the only son of Hualing, who seems to be beautiful.

This is true to the people of Hualing, but it is a different matter to outsiders attracted by this huge fluctuation.

The gathering of thunderclouds covering almost the entire Hualing Tomb was not trivial, alarming several surrounding countries, and the monarchs of various countries sent envoys or spies to inquire what was going on.

The news I got turned out to be a thunder from the sky in the blue sky and white sun!

"Divine thunder from the sky" This is not a trivial matter! In the eyes of those who have a heart, this has become a manifestation of the Hualing monarch's distolerance from heaven, and it has also found an excuse for them to send troops to Hualing, especially Tangqi in northern Xinjiang.

The situation became tense in an instant.

What happened in the outside world, how people from all sides calculated in their hearts, Wushuang naturally didn't care about it.

Now she saw that the oncoming fifth layer of thunder tribulation finally changed her expression, dark purple mixed with crimson, just like the dense patterns all over her dantian - the heavenly thunder was mixed with the heavenly fire, this was the deepest nightmare in her heart, and it was also the most fearful ......

What made her even more panicked was that the thick thunder was also mixed with a trace of silver-white inner core, a familiar color, a familiar appearance, and a familiar energy fluctuation, which was a thunderstorm that directly acted on the divine consciousness and the soul.

Everything coincided with the appearance of Liuyan Mountain at that time, when she was sharing the thunder of the Sky Breaking Sword with Ji Ji, she did not bear it alone, but now, it completely affected her.

Could it be that if you survive a golden pill tribulation, you will be lost here? Wushuang thought a little trance-like.

Wave after wave of powerlessness came over her, striking at his soul, eroding her sanity, making her panic, making her hesitate, making her fearful.

Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a group of vague figures underground, and she knew who it was, her father, her mother, her brother, her nephews, and her friends.

The vacant heart was filled at this moment, and all the hesitation and anxiety were all melted away at this moment and transformed into firm faith.

She is unparalleled, she will always be unparalleled, she can't be defeated by her own fear in her heart, isn't it just a thunderstorm? Why be afraid of being like this, even if you can't get through, you will never be unyielding.

Heavenly Dao, I won't bow to you with ingots! Put away your calculations, dispel your schemes, and come! Come on!

The blood was boiling, and the confident Wushuang directly threw away the green brake, and stood under the clouds without any protection, waiting for the baptism of the fifth thunder tribulation.

It's not that she's arrogant, it's not that she doesn't know what to do, it's that she already has a vague idea.

The heavy green temple fell from mid-air, and the huge sword body plunged straight into the ground of the palace below, right on the top of the Xiayun Palace!

The sudden fall of the heavy sword made the hearts of several people who were waiting anxiously not far away, Emperor Zhao looked at Zi Mu and Ruo with a nervous expression, here, only the two of them have an understanding of cultivation, "Two immortal elders, two immortal elders, Wushuang, Wushuang, will she be okay?" ”

Ruozheng is supporting the worried Mrs. Xiong, this woman who has always been gentle like water, her heart is also resolute beyond her imagination, she has not suppressed her worries from the beginning, but until now, she still insists on not fainting, although Ruo's arm is pinched by her fiercely.

"Don't worry, she'll be fine, these are just small things to her." Zimu's soft voice soothed the current tension and comforted the anxious people.

Secretly, he exchanged a worried look with Ruo, "The situation may be dangerous, even the Qingsha sword was thrown down by her." ”

Alas, the extent of this tribulation has already far exceeded the scope of the Jindan period, and such a situation arises, firstly, because the strength of the monk is too high, and the thunder tribulation caused by it is naturally huge, and secondly, because this person's bloodline is not tolerated in the world, rejected by the Heavenly Dao, and intolerable by the Heavenly Dao.

Thinking about the bloodline of the Huaqing clan, both of them sighed in their hearts, I am afraid that Wushuang accounts for a part of these two reasons......

Looking at Wushuang again, when the fifth thunder tribulation struck, she stood directly under the thunder, looking at the thunder that was slashing straight towards her, Wushuang led the heavenly thunder and heavenly fire on her body together at the fastest speed, aimed at the direction of the thunder tribulation, and struck hard.

Two surging forces collided, the same energy fluctuations, comparable gravitational forces, and the explosion was unimaginable.

The whole body was bathed in the scattered heavenly thunder and heavenly fire, and Wushuang magically had a feeling of returning to the embrace of nature, familiar strength, familiar pain, constantly stimulating her flesh and blood, stimulating her nerves.

The first thunder, in the past. Next is the second path, the third path, all of which she resisted in the same way, the thunderclouds dispersed, and the rolling thick black thunderclouds left with anger and unwillingness, and the Jindan Tribulation of Wushuang this time finally came to an end.

The process of resisting the thunderstorm with the body is difficult and dangerous, but the benefits that the thunderstorm brings to a monk are also self-evident.

The original purpose of this process was to cleanse the monks of impurities in their bodies, temper their souls, and remove the false and the pure. Therefore, monks who bear the thunderstorm with their bodies often have a great improvement in physical strength.

Although Wushuang's flesh and blood were blurred and his body was scorched at the beginning, after experiencing the last Heavenly Thunder and Heavenly Fire training, Fang was finally perfectly fused together because of the unstable power of bloodline replacement.

The impurities in the body are completely expelled, and the two bloodlines from different sources are intertwined layer by layer, perfectly fused. The newborn flesh grew little by little, as tender as a baby, as smooth as an idiot, and Wushuang got a surprise that the scar that had been covering her face for many years disappeared.

Of course, these are just superficial changes, which can be regarded as freeing Wushuang from worrying about the worry that he can only survive as a skeleton in the future.

What really excites Wushuang is that after stepping into the Jindan, there are more reserves in her body, and the width of the meridians is almost twice as much as before, not to mention, the round, golden Jindan that is now sleeping steadily in her dantian.

At this time, he really understood what the master had warned her, even if it was a half-step Jindan, don't casually provoke a Jindan monk, the so-called half-step difference is a heavenly moat!

At that time, she naively thought that if it was three or four or five or six half-steps, the Jindan would gather together, and she should be able to take down a Jindan stage monk, but when she really reached this realm, she realized that everything was just wishful thinking!

With her strength now when she has just entered the Jindan, it is only a blink of an eye to deal with her former self, even if it is three, four, five or six combined, it will not exceed ten moves. Not to mention the monks who have been immersed in the Jindan period for many years.

At the beginning of the condensation of the golden pill, although the Dan Yuan is golden, but a little foggy, not real, after the baptism of thunder, but also bloomed out of the real belonging to her brilliance, dazzling soft, brilliant and dazzling, almost every good adjective put on it, it is difficult to describe the kind of shocking beauty, not to mention that this is still connected with the soul of Wushuang - Dan Yuan.

The golden background was covered with dark lines of crimson and dark purple, and the moment the divine sense penetrated into the dantian, Wushuang knew that the heavenly thunder and heavenly fire in his body were truly integrated with it.

It is no longer the previous accumulation in the flesh and blood that cannot be discharged, and can only be used to induce use, but it has truly become a part of his body, fused with her flesh and blood, and she can turn this thing into her own weapon at any time.

Of course, this is also a fatal weakness if used incorrectly.

Retracted Mu Xin, who was also baptized by the thunderstorm, and communicated with its heart, and learned that Mu Xin only fell asleep because of detachment, and his vitality was very vigorous and full, so he put his heart down and slowly landed.

Retract the somewhat misty Qingsha, because of the forced collision with the lightning strike just now, the light of the Qingsha at this time is a little dim, Wushuang knows that it must have been damaged, and he feels guilty for a while.

Qingsha is not her natal weapon, and as an ancient sword, there is no need for her to resist the thunder tribulation, it can do this, it is already benevolent and righteous, on the contrary, Wushuang has not been able to let it realize its dream of winning the world.

But...... Wushuang's hand caressed the sword body, and her eyes were firm, soon, soon she would have enough strength to protect herself, stabilize the two domains, and leave the two domains to find a wider world!

At that time, whether it is Qingsha's ambition or Huaqing's curse, it will no longer be a problem.

"Peerless...... Peerless ......"

A call of worry and affection came from behind her, and she turned slowly, smiling.

When the thunder tribulation disappeared, she changed into a bright red pomegranate skirt again, a real women's dress. For the first time in so many years, he has revealed his true face, with delicate facial features, with feminine softness and neutral heroism, because of his personality and style, there is a chic between his eyebrows.

The smile is like a flower, under the bright red pomegranate group, like the most vivid and beautiful flower in Hualing, just like her favorite thousand sun red, enduring, no matter how difficult the environment, it blooms with its own elegance.

"Father, mother, second brother......"

Wushuang called one by one, looking at the family members who had been guarding her, crying with joy, and two lines of hot tears rolled down.

There was a "snap", as if something had cracked, it was the voice of the heart, and it was her obsession.

Guardianship is both obsession and spirit.

Mrs. Xiong finally couldn't hold it back, hugged Wushuang, and cried fiercely, this is her worry as a mother, no matter how much glory this savior of Hualing achieves, what she cares about is always how difficult and dangerous the road she has taken.

"Mother, it's okay, it's okay, don't worry!" Wushuang gently patted Mrs. Xiong's back, softly comforting her.

Looking at the father who was also worried, the second brother who had not seen him for a long time, the nephew who was looking forward to it, and Zimu and Ruo who were full of worry, Wushuang felt a warm current in his heart.

Like, something was forgotten......

"Oh, yes, yes, and big brother, he's still in there!" Wushuang suddenly exclaimed, and ran into the Xiayun Hall again in a panic.

"Big brother? Also in there? The second prince looked at Emperor Zhao on the side in surprise.

Emperor Zhao spread his hands, "How do I know!" ”

Everything is fine with Yuerong, although the thunder tribulation is huge, but fortunately, the place where he is is relatively safe, coupled with the defensive enchantment and those few defensive magic weapons that Wushuang set up for him before, at least he hugged Yuerong's comfort, and the fright he received did not exceed his worries about Wushuang at all.

Well, the matter ended perfectly, there were no casualties, everyone was fine except for worry, the family was reunited, and the retreating people were not affected, and even the secret agents sent by various countries heard that such a big turmoil was caused by the mysterious princess of Hualing breaking through the immortal path, and they were afraid for a while.

Fortunately, I didn't rush to send troops at the beginning, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

How long will it take for such overwhelming power to destroy an insignificant mortal state?