Hearing the apprentice's exclamation, the master smiled and said, "Can this be changed casually? The strength of the thunderstorm changes according to the strength of the cultivator's own strength. ”

"Lord Qingdi's thunder robbery is powerful, which can only show that his strength is strong, and your assumption is just an illusion. ”

It is not a secret that the strength of the thunder robbery is related to the strength of the raider himself, hearing the master's lesson, the apprentice suddenly felt a burst of blush for his gaffe just now, this kind of assumption that does not go through the brain really should not come from the mouth of the first day of his sect.

At this moment, the eighth thunderbolt fell.

It was a pale golden pillar of thunder.

Compared to the previous Seven Heavenly Thunders, it was not too thick, but the moment it appeared, everyone felt a suffocating breath rushing towards them, and the straight thunder pillar, like a real pillar, tore through the clouds and fell on Zhang Qingfeng's head!

Zhang Qingfeng didn't sit still, a sword light suddenly rushed out behind him, and he slashed out against the pillar!

The sword light and the golden thunder pillar collided together, there was no earth-shattering roar, and no violent energy tore through the surrounding space, only a circle of qi waves visible to the naked eye rippled like water ripples!

"Retreat!"

Seeing the rushing wave of qi, the faces of the guards of the Ice Phoenix Palace changed greatly, and they didn't need to be greeted by Yin Bing'er at all, and began to flee in all directions.

The waves of air covered the entire mountain, and everywhere they passed, everything turned to ashes, the living beings were silenced, and the earth three feet thick was cut into a pile of powder!

The thunder pillar that looked like a substance, but in fact it was just a condensed thunder pillar of energy, was cut off by the sword qi swung by Zhang Qingfeng, and the remaining thunder pillar continued to smash, Zhang Qingfeng's arm waved again, and another sword light flew out, and the thunder pillar suddenly lost a section, but the residual thunder still did not reduce the momentum of landing, and smashed down, Zhang Qingfeng swung his sword again......

In this way, Zhang Qingfeng swung nine swords in a row, and slashed the thunder to nine stages, and when the last remaining half of the thunder pillar hit him, the power had been reduced by half.

"Wow!"

But even so, Lei Zhu's power was not something he could bear, with a big mouth, Zhang Qingfeng sprayed four or five mouthfuls of blood in a row before he could recover his strength, because the aura was overdrawn, and his ruddy face had become as pale as paper.

"The Heavenly Sword Slashes the Thunder!

There was a dead silence at first, and then thunderous applause, exclamations and screams like a tide.

"He is worthy of being the first person in the cultivation world in the past ten thousand years, with this thunder sword alone, no one in the mainland is his opponent. ”

The master, who was not good-looking, had stepped into the Nine Realms thousands of years ago, was full of emotion, and looked at the Qingdi Mountain after the baptism of the Eight Tribulations and Thunders, and his eyes showed awe for the first time.

The apprentice behind him changed his face even more when he heard this, in his memory, although his master looked approachable, he was actually very competitive, over the years, he had traveled all over the five regions of the continent, I don't know how many masters he had provoked, and no one had ever let him appreciate it like this.

He said that no one is Zhang Qingfeng's opponent, that is, no, it can be seen that the name of the strongest person in the continent is by no means blown by others.

"Master, there is still one last heavenly thunder left, if the Lord Qingdi ......"

"There is no hope. ”

The master, who had already guessed what the apprentice would say, interrupted him and said: "This last thunderstorm, the power is the sum of the first eight powers, if the Qingdi is not injured, the aura in his body is still at its peak, and there may be a glimmer of life, but he is too seriously injured, and the aura in his body is consumed too much, even if there are any hole cards that have not been used, he can't resist it." ”

"That's a shame. ”

The apprentice's mood suddenly fell, although he and Zhang Qingfeng had never known each other, but he was kind-hearted and sincerely hoped to see Zhang Qingfeng soar to success, but listening to the master's meaning, this wish was about to be disappointed.

It seems that in order to verify the judgment of this Nine Realms powerhouse, the ninth heavenly thunder has not yet arrived, and the terrifying and powerful nature of this thunder tribulation can be predicted just from the fierceness of the cloud calamity.

The clouds in the entire sky tumbled violently like boiling water, and a huge ball of fire became bigger and bigger in the depths of the clouds, and finally turned into a hundred-zhang thick thunder pillar and struck Zhang Qingfeng!

"Hey, up!"

It was a matter of life and death, Zhang Qingfeng no longer kept it, suddenly roared, there was a gurgling sound of metal collision in his body, and the sword in his hand drew an arc with the lifting of his arm, and the burning aura in his body made him instantly turn into a huge fireball, and one after another violent sword intent rose from the ground, meeting this last thunder!

Click!

The roar of the thunder was deafening, most of the top of the Qingdi Mountain was cut off, and Zhang Qingfeng carried the last thunder with one sword and one sword!

The cultivators under the mountain only saw a kilometer-long giant sword appear on the Blue Emperor Mountain, and the light emitted by the thunder was like the sword qi blooming from the giant sword, frozen between heaven and earth.

"Succeeded?!"

Seeing this scene, cheers rang out from the mountain and down the mountain, and everyone could see that Zhang Qingfeng had blocked the thunder!

"Master, it's a success!" the young apprentice grabbed Master's sleeve excitedly and shook it vigorously, his expression was even more nervous and excited than his own tragedy.

"Success, how can it be so easy?"

Master was extraordinarily calm.

"If the last heavenly thunder can be resisted so easily, I don't know how many people on the continent have flown to the god realm, be patient, the power of the thunder has not yet begun to play. ”

"What? hasn't played yet?" the apprentice felt a little incredible, what do you mean?

The master, who knew this apprentice well, explained: "Soaring to cross the tribulation, the first eight heavenly thunders are all one-time thunderstorms that will die if you are addicted, if you can resist it, you will die, it will be neat, it will never drag mud and water, it looks powerful, but it is actually a test of the explosive power of the crosser." ”

"And this last thunderstorm is a test of the endurance of the tribulator, it will continue to lure the thunder down and smash it on the tribulator, why has no one been able to succeed in the tribulation for so many years? The root cause is that the aura in the body of the ordinary Nine Realms powerhouse is simply not enough to last until the end of the thunderstorm, and the cultivator's cultivation is against the sky, and this tribulation is equivalent to the power of the entire heaven and earth with the mortal body of the flesh, and the difficulty can be imagined. ”

"After crossing, he became a god and entered the holy certificate of immortality, failed, fell and died and returned to dust, the master stayed in the Nine Realms for a thousand years without crossing the catastrophe, not that he didn't want to, but he didn't dare, if he died, what do you say?"

“......”

The apprentice looked at this master who existed like a god in his mind, and his eyes were dumbfounded, and he suddenly felt that after so many years, had he misunderstood something?