The seven-colored tribulation thunder smashed into the Spirit Lake like raindrops, one, ten, hundred, and the roaring sound resounded through the heavens and the earth, and everyone in the Qianyang Sect could feel the aura of destruction that came from the heavens and the earth. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

One breath, three breaths, ten breaths, a hundred breaths, and a stick of incense passed, and the clouds of calamity in the sky did not dissipate at all, but on the contrary, they gathered more and more from all directions, and these countless seven-colored tribulation thunders all disappeared into the spirit lake, but the strange thing was that they did not set off the slightest wave.

"No, with such a splitting method, that little guy has already been split into ashes, why hasn't this cloud dispersed!"

The ancestor of the Lian family showed doubts in his eyes, and looked directly at the palace.

As soon as these words came out, Yang Xuanzi and several people showed solemn expressions on their faces.

Wang Xiaomo's head was blood-red, and countless seven-colored thunderbolts around him smashed on his body with destruction, along the skin that had been blackened to the flesh and bones, and then rushed directly to the dantian through the meridians, directly stirring the spiritual sea in the dantian, which had almost turned into gold, churning even more fiercely.

As the devastating thunderbolts drilled into Wang Xiaomo's body, Wang Xiaomo vomited blood, his breath was sluggish, and he was about to be hacked to death on the spot, and he couldn't help but feel a strong unwillingness in his heart.

"Damn, if this goes on like this, I'm going to die here!"

Wang Xiaomo gritted his teeth fiercely, and ran frantically to resist the calamity clouds that came to mid-air, as time passed, Wang Xiaomo gradually felt strange that the power contained in the seven-colored tribulation thunder could make Wang Xiaomo's soul annihilate when it came down, but so many calamity thunders bombarded his body, although he was embarrassed, but after entering the dantian through the meridians, most of the power of destruction was absorbed by the clouds and mist turned into the jade plate in the middle of the spiritual sea, after absorbing countless such tribulation thunders, Wang Xiaomo's mind actually faintly heard another extremely comfortable moan from the mist.

"Hell again!"

Wang Xiaomo was so frightened that his scalp was numb, but because of the countless colorful thunderbolts that smashed his head and face, he could only silently condense his qi and work hard to support, and if he went on like this, he actually insisted on a stick of incense for a long time.

The clouds in mid-air seemed to be stimulated by Wang Xiaomo, and the seven-colored thunderstorms fell more, even affecting the entire palace, and a few heavenly thunderbolts split this golden palace into ruins.

In the end, even Yang Xuanzi's face showed a look of pain, that palace was the accumulation of tens of thousands of years in the Qianyang Sect, and countless skilled craftsmen in the sect had worked hard to build it, and it was destroyed by a catastrophe in this way, how could it not make Yang Xuanzi's flesh hurt, looking at the clouds of the sky that had no intention of dissipating at all, he couldn't help but cry bitterly.

"Whether this kid is alive or dead, the entire Qianyang Sect will be destroyed if it goes on like this!"

Another pillar of incense passed, and the last trace of blue in the spiritual sea in Wang Xiaomo's dantian finally turned into gold, and at the moment when the spiritual sea turned into gold, Wang Xiaomo immediately felt that his divine soul had increased nearly a hundred times compared with before, and the release of his divine consciousness had also increased a hundred times, and an unprecedented power enveloped Wang Xiaomo's entire person.

An extremely clear roar rose from the spiritual lake where Wang Xiaomo was located, like a long dragon breaking through the sky, and rushed directly into the clouds, and the howling sound caused countless people in the Qianyang Sect to be shocked.

"Is the foundation laid?"

"How is this possible!"

Yang Xuanzi and the other four Yuan Infant Ancestors were all in a trance, how could they not have thought that Wang Xiaomo could actually build a foundation successfully in such a terrifying cloud calamity, and the other five swordsmen of the Qianyang Sect, the Great Elder of Jiedan, the Elder of Zhuji, and the disciples of the inner and outer sects were even more dumbfounded.

And before everyone could react, suddenly a cloud mist rolled in the clouds in mid-air, and a breath that made everyone want to bow down and worship suddenly came, and the countless colorful lightning bolts in the clouds disappeared in a blink of an eye, and a big face was revealed from it, the face could not be seen clearly, but I felt two extremely cold eyes staring at Wang Xiaomo in the Spirit Lake.

Wang Xiaomo was looked at by this, the soul in his body seemed to be about to break his body and fly out, and the joy of successfully building the foundation just now disappeared in an instant, and he couldn't sit still anymore, he forcibly got up in trembling, looked at the big face in the clouds, and felt that he was like an ant, and the other party only needed a glance to make his soul fly away immediately.

"So, what's that?"

The ancestor of the Bu family couldn't make a statement, looking at the face he had never seen in mid-air, he had never seen such an earth-shattering catastrophe in the years he had lived, the entire Qianyang Sect seemed to have stood still in time, and all the people couldn't move a bit, including the five Yuan Infant Ancestors including Yang Xuanzi.

"It's a death calamity! This is a death calamity, that Wang Xiaomo is not the person who should appear in this world! ”

With the roar of fear from the ancestor of the Lian family like a god in the soul, everyone seemed to be awakened by a word, as if they suddenly understood something, and looked at the big face in the clouds, their faces were full of horror.

But anyone's panic is not as real as Wang Xiaomo's feelings, at this time Wang Xiaomo has a strong feeling in his heart, as long as he moves his body a little now, including mobilizing a trace of spiritual power in his body, then the big face in mid-air will not hesitate to turn himself into ashes, and he is suppressed in place by a powerful coercion that he has never encountered before, and the power of the coercion is like heaven and earth, which makes Wang Xiaomo's upright body gradually soften, and in the blink of an eye, he will be crushed into pulp by this coercion, Finally, despair rose in Wang Xiaomo's heart, this was a kind of despair that he had never had, because the big face in the calamity cloud was not an existence that he could fight against at all.

"I have to die!"

At this moment, the corners of Wang Xiaomo's mouth, nostrils, eyes, and ears are slowly oozing blood, the bones around his body are clicking, and several blood flowers burst from his body, and then more blood flowers explode, and in a blink of an eye, Wang Xiaomo has become a bloody man, and the huge face in mid-air is still staring expressionlessly at Wang Xiaomo, who is about to explode all over his body at this moment, without any emotional fluctuations, and what makes everyone feel even more terrible is that the cloud of calamity in mid-air has turned into a colorful color, which makes people look at it at a glance, it is so dazzling and colorful.

"It's so fucking annoying, how can that drug-loving guy's apprentices and grandchildren be as annoying as he is."

Just when everyone, including Wang Xiaomo, decided that Wang Xiaomo was in danger, a young voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.

As the voice sounded, Wang Xiaomo's body suddenly rose into the sky, and from his right hand frantically bred a giant sword of more than 3,000 zhang with a simple and vicissitudes of life.

"Get out!"

The immature voice resounded through the world again, and Wang Xiaomo seemed to have changed at this moment, his eyes were full of coldness, he raised the giant sword of more than 3,000 zhang in his hand, and slashed at the big face in the clouds.

An earth-shattering scream like ten thousand thunders gathered together sounded from the colorful tribulation clouds, and with a bang, the colorful tribulation clouds in mid-air and the big face were swept away by a sword, and in the blink of an eye, the sky of the entire Qianyang Sect became cloudless.

And after Wang Xiaomo swept out this sword, his eyes rolled suddenly, and he fainted directly, and fell directly into the spirit lake again from mid-air.

"That sword, that sword!"

Yang Xuanzi's voice trembled, his eyes stared at the giant sword that disappeared between heaven and earth, and he muttered in his mouth, as if he had been demonized

And at this moment, in the distant sky, there was a large shadow coming quickly in the direction of the Qianyang Sect, and in the blink of an eye, it was in mid-air.

When everyone looked into the air mechanically, they saw a red giant python hovering thousands of feet in the air, and on top of its beautiful face, there was a big white cat lying faintly, looking at Wang Xiaomo in the Spirit Lake below with an excited face.

"Master, I'm back, congratulations on the success of the master's foundation!"

A lazy voice sounded in Wang Xiaomo's mind.

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