The rainstorm stops, the clouds disappear, and the sun appears.

The thunderstorm in the mountain behind Qingmang Immortal Island finally stopped, and the island owners of the Seven Great Immortal Islands, the elders of the major and medium islands, and some elite disciples in the sect all flew to Qingmang Immortal Island together under the default of the master's teaching.

All kinds of weapons, colorful lights, like a huge meteor shower, rushed towards Qingmangxian Island.

Of course, the fastest action is Xiao Jianshan on Qingmangxian Island.

When the sun appeared, he knew that the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation had stopped, and immediately took the lead in sacrificing a white fairy sword and flew directly from the cultivation tower to the back mountain.

Now, the entire valley behind the mountains is in chaos.

Here the hills were damaged, the trees were destroyed, and the rocks were scattered and fell into the valley.

"What about Lao Jiu's fool!? He won't be affected by this thunder and turn into ashes, right?"

Xiao Jianshan didn't feel other more powerful people, so he had to look for Zhang Zichen.

Not only in the eyes of Xiao Jianshan, but even in the eyes of everyone else, no one would believe that this Nine Days Thunder Tribulation would be guided by Zhang Zichen.

Xiao Jianshan searched among the rubble, and he was lucky enough to find Zhang Zichen on top of a boulder.

It's just that Zhang Zichen at this time, not to mention that his clothes were broken, and his body was burned to gray and black!

"Lao Jiu!?"

Although Zhang Zichen's body was scorched at this time, Xiao Jianshan recognized him at a glance, because there was no one else in this valley except Zhang Zichen.

At this moment, the sword flashed in the sky, and Yuan Yangzi, Duanmu Batian, Feng Ruolan and other island masters arrived and landed next to Xiao Jian Mountain.

Moreover, behind them, there were many swords approaching inward one after another, landing on the periphery of several island masters, all of whom were at the top of the sect's cultivation.

Today can be described as the most lively day in Qingmangxian Island.

When Yuan Yangzi landed, he asked, "Senior Brother Xiao, what's going on? Could it be that you are crossing the Heavenly Tribulation?"

Xiao Jianshan smiled bitterly and said, "Senior Brother Zhang, how can it be that I am crossing the Heavenly Tribulation? I have only entered the Dao Monarch realm for two hundred years, two hundred years, is it possible for me to enter the Saint Monarch realm?"

"Impossible!" Yuan Yangzi affirmed, "But everything in the world is not strange, Senior Brother Xiao, you are a genius in cultivation, it is not impossible." But since it's not you, who could it be?"

"I don't know because I've just arrived here too. Xiao Jianshan shook his head and said.

"Is this the person? He couldn't survive the catastrophe, he was seriously injured by the thunder, and his soul was scattered?" Duanmu Batian answered, because he saw a charred man, lying on a boulder, motionless, seemingly dead.

"It's not him. Xiao Jianshan shook his head again and said, "Senior Brother Duanmu, this person is Zhang Zichen, a new disciple on my island, when the thunder tribulation came, he happened to be cultivating here, ready to open his mind. Alas, I was helpless, I was afraid that I would be affected and lose my life. ”

"Is it!?" Duanmu Batian was startled, as if he remembered this waste, but his face changed a few times, and he seemed to remember the day when he climbed the Spirit Weapon Mountain on Jiling Island, and his expression was very strange.

Like Duanmu Batian, there are several other island owners who have a bad face, but it seems that Zhang Zichen's death can bring them a trace of pleasure.

Only Yuan Yangzi, with a look of pity on his face, said: "Although this son is dull and has poor qualifications, he has good perseverance. This can be called a miracle for thousands of years, and if you cultivate it with your heart, you may be a good disciple. ”

Duanmu Batian listened, but objected: "Senior brother, this is serious, this son's qualifications are low, the dantian is vague, and the mountain of spiritual weapons that day is eighty percent lucky." I think he is, no matter how much he cultivates, he is just a waste. ”

The others listened and nodded their heads.

Xiao Jianshan smiled bitterly and said, "Senior brothers and sisters, no matter how you say it, Zhang Zichen is already dead, so we don't have to say bad things about him later, right?"

As soon as these words came out, other people immediately turned red, as an elder, it is really shameless to slander a junior like this.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound in the air.

I only heard Duanmu Xue, the daughter of Duanmu Batian, pointing to the ground and exclaiming, "The scorched shell on Zhang Zichen's body is cracked!"

When everyone heard this, they looked carefully, and sure enough, they saw Zhang Zichen, who was lying on the boulder and had been burned to a black scorched shell, starting from his chest, a slight crack appeared.

Syllable!

There was a crisp sound, and this crack was expanding more and more, Yuan Yangzi was startled, pointed to Zhang Zichen's heart and said, "He, Zhang Zichen, he is still alive, and his heart is still beating!"

Yes, that's right! It was Zhang Zichen's heartbeat, moving and moving, that shattered the scorched shell outside his body!

Puff! Puff!

After such a reminder, everyone seemed to hear Zhang Zichen's heartbeat, which was strong and powerful, steady and rhythmic.

"Not only is he not dead, but this heartbeat is stronger than before!" Duanmu Batian was a little unconvinced, but the facts were in front of him, which made him very entangled in his heart.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhang Zichen, who was burned black, was slowly changing, and the black scorched shells on the periphery of his body began to burst from his heart, and with his heartbeat, there were more and more cracks, which had covered his entire chest.

And this is not enough, the rift is still spreading, from the chest, to the stomach, then to the limbs and head.

Suddenly, under the black scorched shell, there was a cry of pain: "Ahhhhhh

Everyone was shocked, and then they saw a newborn adult, as if breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly, out of this scorched shell.

Zhang Zichen sat up screaming, and slowly tore off the scorched shells all over his body, first of all, the scorched shells on his eyes and head.

When Zhang Zichen grabbed these scorched shells in his hand and observed them carefully, he muttered, "What is this? What's going on? Why does it smell burnt?"

After that, Zhang Zichen tore off all the scorched shells on his body, revealing a snow-white body, and he was not wearing any clothes at all.

Seeing this situation, many female disciples were red-faced and very shy.

And among them, there are many female disciples who are obsessed with cultivation and have never seen a man's body.

Especially between Zhang Zichen's legs, somewhere......

It makes many female disciples yearn for it very much.

Among them, Duanmu Xue saw Zhang Zichen come out of the scorched shell, and then saw that he had nothing on his body, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the long thing, so he turned his head and covered his eyes with his hands.