The last trace of purple thunder in the night was also absorbed by the flying sword in Zhuo Bufan's hand, and he refined his own flying sword by the way in the Heavenly Tribulation, so that the seventh-order flying sword was dyed with a trace of thunder under the tempering of the thunderstorm, and the grade was suddenly increased by two orders, becoming a ninth-order flying sword in one fell swoop.

Many monks will let their most important magic weapon or flying sword accompany them during the tribulation. The monk successfully crossed the tribulation, and the cultivation realm immediately increased greatly, and the magic weapon flying sword successfully crossed the tribulation, which was also contaminated with a trace of the majesty of the heavenly tribulation, which greatly increased the power, and the grade could be raised by at least one step.

This is also why every powerful monk has his own natal magic weapon, because unless this magic weapon is damaged halfway, it will grow with him and accompany him for the rest of his life. And the magic weapon flying sword has a spirit, this kind of high-level magic weapon that has grown from a low-level magic weapon to a high-level magic weapon coveted by everyone, is the most loved by monks.

Just like the Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi, it will accompany An Yun's growth, and the power of the Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi will become more and more powerful, and in the end, it will be no less than the thirteenth-order flying sword Ming Jixue in An Yun's hand. As long as the Zixiao Thunder Sword Qi absorbs enough Thunder Qi and survives countless tribulations of thunder, it can be called the most powerful flying sword in the world.

It is also like the Chaos Shuttle, although the Chaos Shuttle is terrifying at a high level, and even the magic weapon of one of the twelve ancestors of the ancient giant witch clan, but unfortunately its original machine spirit was erased by the human ancestors, and the current machine spirit was born after the old man of Barberry got the Chaos Shuttle. Therefore, the Chaos Shuttle could not exert one-thousandth of its true strength, because its instrument spirit was too weak, and it was not even comparable to the foundation building stage monks.

However, as long as An Yun has been growing, the Chaos Shuttle's machine spirit can be infected with her breath. Rub the word she has learned and become her own way. Accompany her through the calamity, absorb the aura of heaven and earth, comprehend the laws of the world, and comprehend the true meaning of cultivation, and its cultivation strength will become stronger and stronger and even endless.

The monks will be old, and the longevity is limited. Monks will die, they will be wounded, and their cultivation will stagnate. But the magic weapon will not be old, and the longevity is almost infinite. Unless destroyed. Otherwise, there is no such thing as a bottleneck. It can constantly absorb the path of the monk's perception and comprehend countless laws of time. Even if the owner dies this time, it can still continue to grow in the hands of the next owner. Theoretically. The longer the magic weapon exists. The more powerful the monk who owns it. The more owners it has, the stronger it becomes.

Zhuo Bufan looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, and the whistling sound was full of joy. The sound was like a golden jade crash, covering the entire range of the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi.

"Congratulations to Brother Zhuo, congratulations to Brother Zhuo!" Wang Qingyuan took the lead and congratulated.

"Congratulations to Brother Zhuo, congratulations to Brother Zhuo!" Others also bowed their hands one after another to congratulate Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan also bowed down to thank everyone and sighed: "Thank you for protecting the Dharma, thank you to the landlord, thank you for your great kindness." Zhuo, as an elder on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, did not make an inch of merit when foreign enemies invaded, so he went to take down Wang Ping and dedicated it to the landlord and all Taoist friends. ”

An Yun nodded slightly, looked at Zhuo Bufan and said, "Elder Zhuo Jin Dan has just become a former, you still have to be careful, and remember not to hurt Daoji." ”

Zhuo Bufan smiled proudly: "It's just a Wang Ping, where can I hurt Zhuo." Don't worry, I went. ”

An Yun smiled and watched as he harnessed the flying sword in his hand that was surrounded by thunder and light turned into a long rainbow and went straight to where Wang Ping was. She was very confident in Zhuo Bufan's strength, although Zhuo Bufan was only a Jindan newcomer, and she didn't even have time to stabilize her cultivation realm. However, at this time, Zhuo Bufan had accumulated more than 100 years in the foundation building period, and had just undergone the baptism of thunder, and his spirit was baptized by the thunderstorm, and when his fighting spirit was at his strongest, his combat power was comparable to that of a monk in the third layer of Jindan.

In addition, although Wang Ping has been a Jindan monk for a long time, he has been staying at the third layer of the Jindan period, and now he has a lifespan of less than ten years, and he is at the most serious time when the five declines of heaven and man are at his worst, and his combat power is at most similar to that of a monk on the second layer of Jindan. Zhuo Bufan fought with him, and the chance of winning was greater.

However, Wang Ping has the Zhenzong Supreme Treasure of Huayin Sect covering Tianluo, and even the sword qi of Ximen Chunqiu can resist it, and he still consumes the sword qi alive, Zhuo Bufan may not be able to hurt him. An Yun was not worried, since she agreed to Zhuo Bufan's going, she had an arrangement to ensure that when Zhuo Bufan saw Wang Ping, Wang Ping would not have the existence of covering the sky.

Zhuo Bufan's voice spread all over the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, and Wang Ping could naturally hear it. Hearing this, he sneered and said, "Hahahaha, it's ridiculous." Zhuo Bufan junior, have you forgotten the incident when you knelt in front of the old man? Just after the success of the catastrophe, you dared to challenge the old man, and you were ashamed to say that the old man couldn't hurt you, which is really ridiculous. ”

"It's not ridiculous, don't you know if you've beaten it?" Zhuo Bufan's faint voice sounded, and in just two breaths, he had already come to a distance not far from Wang Ping. The Taiyin stealth technique cultivated by Zhuo Bufan was the most concealed and fast, and even An Yun's eyes lit up when he saw it when he saw it. At this time, his cultivation was promoted to the Jindan stage, and the Taiyin stealth technique was even faster and weirder, and his speed was far from comparable to the original.

Wang Ping was very depressed, he had just entered the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, and before he could kill a disciple on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, he was stopped by a blue light. This blue light is extremely strange, and it is as fast as lightning. Wang Ping tried his best, but he couldn't defeat this blue light. His eyes lit up, and he saw that this was a shuttle-type magic weapon, and a fierce look of greed flashed in his eyes, wanting to subdue this blue light.

However, it took a quarter of an hour, and Wang Ping even used it to cover the sky, but he still couldn't catch this blue light, let alone submit it. He originally planned to let go of this blue light for the time being, and go to kill An Yun first, but this treasure lost the control of its master, so it was naturally easy to subdue. It's a pity that this blue light is extremely fast, and it has repeatedly stopped in front of him, so he is firmly trapped in this less than three feet.

Wang Ping tried all the methods, but he couldn't get out. If it weren't for the Heaven Covering Protector, he himself would have died under the impact of the blue light.

Just as Zhuo Bufan was about to arrive, this seemingly harmless blue light suddenly disappeared into the air, but when it reappeared, it was above Wang Ping's head. And as soon as it appeared, it shattered the void directly.

Wang Ping was so shocked that he didn't have time to think about it at all, so he hurriedly sacrificed countless small spatial cracks that would cover the heavens and block his head, covering the void when it shattered. At that moment, the blue light rushed downward. Rolled up and left quickly, handing over Wang Ping to Zhuo Bufan, who came here.

It turned out that the blue light had been playing with Wang Ping, if it really wanted to kill Wang Ping, Wang Ping had been dead I don't know how many times. Wang Ping was obviously also aware of this problem, and in fright, he hurriedly pinched the trick to urge Sha Tianluo, wanting to take it back.

That blue light was naturally a Chaos Shuttle, and because An Yun wanted to be distracted to deal with Mrs. Qin, he did not distract himself from manipulating the Chaos Shuttle, but let the Chaos Shuttle trap trap Wang Ping. At this time, Chaos sensed that the Sky Covering on the shuttle seemed to be about to fly away. Without hesitation, shatter the void again. Then he traveled through the void, cutting off the connection between Wang Ping and Shatianluo.

"No!" Wang Ping roared angrily, got up and wanted to chase the chaos shuttle.

"Where to go!" Zhuo Bufan shouted, and the sword light skyrocketed. Swing a sword in your hand.

A sharp and thick sword light appeared on Wang Ping's head. With the movement of Zhuo Bufan's light wave. He also cut it down. Wang Ping's eyes narrowed, his two palms slapped towards his head, and his left hand made a black handprint. A red handprint was made in his right hand. The black and red handprints collided violently with the huge sword qi in the air, and the sword qi and handprints collapsed at the same time.

Zhuo Bufan snorted, and slowly withdrew ten steps in a row before standing firm. He looked at Wang Ping, who had fallen back to the ground, with awe-inspiring murderous intent in his eyes and high fighting intent all over his body.

"Zhuo Xiao'er, if you dare to stop the old man from taking back Sha Tianluo, the old man will definitely break your body into pieces!" Wang Ping felt that the connection with Sha Tianluo had disappeared, and he turned his head sharply and glared at Zhuo Bufan, the emotion in his eyes was extremely violent.

A trace of hatred flashed in Zhuo Bufan's eyes, and he sneered: "This is also what Zhuo wants to say to you." Old puppet, when Zhuo Mou married the Dan, if it weren't for you, the old puppet, who had to take advantage of Zhuo's weakness when he had just married the Dan, and wanted to dig out Zhuo's golden pill with the cultivation of the third layer of Jindan, how could Zhuo's cultivation fall back to the sixth layer of the foundation building period? If Zhuo hadn't escaped with his life in your hands, I'm afraid Zhuo's bones would have turned into dirt today. ”

Wang Ping looked at Zhuo Bufan gloomily and said coldly: "It's not too late, now dig up your golden pill, the old man can still refine a magic weapon." Zhuo Xiao'er, how should the old man escape this time? ”

Hearing this, Zhuo Bufan seemed to remember the past, gritted his teeth hard, and the muscles on his face trembled.

Back then, he worked hard and spent his life savings in exchange for a golden pill, and only after he was ready did he find a remote place to impact the realm of golden pills. However, the moment he had just succeeded in marrying the Dan, he didn't have time to be happy, let alone fight against the thunder tribulation in the sky, and was attacked by Wang Ping. Zhuo Bufan tried his best to resist, but he was weak at the time, and he was caught off guard, where was Wang Ping's opponent? was succeeded by Wang Ping's sneak attack, causing the golden pill he had just formed to shatter immediately, and Xiuwei fell back to the foundation building period, and only stopped when he fell to the fifth layer of the foundation building period.

Fortunately, although Zhuo Bufan's golden pill has been shattered, the Dan Qi is still in his body, and the three-color Dan Thunder Tribulation in the sky is still there. Zhuo Bufan's soul was in danger, where did he dare to fight against the three-color Dan Thunder Tribulation at this time, he immediately used his life-saving magic power and fled desperately.

However, it was precisely because of the existence of the Heavenly Tribulation that Wang Ping did not dare to chase and kill Zhuo Bufan, for fear of being accidentally injured by the Heavenly Tribulation. In addition, Zhuo Bufan's Jin Dan has been shattered, it is no longer useful to him, and he is too lazy to bother to chase and kill, and he does not think that Zhuo Bufan can escape with his life under the catastrophe. Originally, it was indeed as he thought, Zhuo Bufan was supposed to die, but he was lucky enough to let him rush into an ancient monk's cave before the Heavenly Tribulation fell, and with the help of the prohibition of the cave to fight against the Heavenly Tribulation, he finally survived.

After Zhuo Bufan survived, he barely recovered from his injuries, but he didn't dare to go to Wang Ping for revenge. In order to prevent Wang Ping from finding him, he joined Kuaiyimen, hid under the protection of other Daosheng, and from then on kept a low profile, cultivated hard, and wanted to re-cultivate to the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building Period, and seek revenge on Wang Ping after re-marrying Dan.

However, Zhuo Bufan knew in his heart that there was little hope for revenge, and he was afraid that there would be no chance in this life. Not to mention that his dantian and meridians were seriously damaged, it was still a question of whether he could re-cultivate to the late stage of the foundation building period, not to mention where he could get another golden pill?

But An Yun's appearance gave him hope, originally a wish that he could not achieve in his life, but when An Yun really gave him a golden pill, hope burned again in Zhuo Bufan's heart. He originally planned to wait for An Yun to come back from Xuantian Sect and then forcibly marry Dan, but who knew that An Yun would be gone for five years. But he finally got married, and even the enemy was automatically sent to the door.

Zhuo Bufan waited too long for this day, and when he saw Wang Ping at this moment, the new hatred and old hatred were combined, he could no longer suppress the revenge anger in his heart, and shouted at Wang Ping: "Old horseman, take your life!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared, as if he had escaped into the surrounding night. Zhuo Bufan practiced the ancient wonderful Hidden Shadow Formation Exercise, which was not very strong, but it was very distinctive, and the biggest feature was the Tibetan Form. At this time, it was pitch black all around, and it was on the thirteenth floor of Tsing Yi, which made Zhuo Bufan's exercise like a fish in water.

Wang Ping looked at the place where Zhuo Bufan disappeared vigilantly, and his divine sense swept away, but he did not find Zhuo Bufan's breath. A hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and his face suddenly changed, and his body instantly took off. His feet suddenly exploded, and a sword light swept dangerously across his feet. If he hadn't reacted quickly just now, he would have been cut into two pieces by the sword light at this time.

"Turning the sky upside down." Wang Ping roared angrily, his hand flipped over, and a magic weapon shaped in the shape of a hill appeared in his hand, and as soon as he threw it away, the magic weapon in the shape of a small mountain rose in the wind, and suddenly turned into a big mountain, pressing heavily on the ground.

Zhuo Bufan's figure disappeared again, but it reappeared when Wang Ping's earth-turning seal fell to the ground, and the three figures each handed out three sword lights.

"Left palm yin." Wang Ping slapped his left hand, and the huge black handprint immediately scattered the three figures, but there was an extra sword mark on his back. The sword mark was not fatal, only a trail of blood flowed.

However, Zhuo Bufan disappeared again, but when he appeared, he grabbed his figure, and nine sword lights enveloped Wang Ping like a sword net.

"Right hand palm yang." Wang Ping retreated violently, and the red handprint scattered seven of the figures, but there were still two figures that left crossed sword marks on his chest.

Zhuo Bufan's figure disappeared again, but when it appeared again, it was eighteen figures, leaving three sword marks on Wang Ping's body.

"Hidden rats, come out to fight with the old man." Wang Ping roared.

Zhuo Bufan ignored it, and each time he appeared, the figure was twice as large as the last time, until three hundred and sixty figures finally appeared. At this time, Wang Ping's body was covered with sword marks, his whole body was stained with blood, and he no longer had the power to dodge, and he couldn't even speak.

"Die." The three hundred and sixty figures merged into one, and a bright sword light slashed down on Wang Ping, who was like a bloody man. (To be continued......)