Eastern Boundary, Purple Cloud Sect.

A young man in a white robe stood in the air, his clothes rising in the wind, quite temperamental.

He was Wen Shu from the Upper Realm, and in the nearly two years since he came to the Lower Realm, his cultivation had been improved to the Nine Transformations Realm, and he was only one step away from the Holy Xuan Realm.

Behind Wen Shu stood a girl with a goose egg face in a pink coat, and the girl's cultivation had already reached the Holy Infant Realm for six turns.

She is Wen Shu's favorite purple bell.

Their eyes were to the northwest, where the clouds looked huge.

"Brother Qi is really amazing!" Zi Ling'er couldn't help but admire when she saw a brilliant golden color.

Qi Ming helped her in the secret realm, and she has an easy-going personality, and she has a good impression of Qi Ming.

Wen Shu smiled lightly, turned back to Zi Ling'er and said, "It's not bad, but it's worse than me." ”

Zi Ling'er glanced at Wen Shu and said: "Don't be narcissistic there, at that time, Brother Qi was only four turns of cultivation, you don't know whether it was six or five turns, now that Brother Qi has crossed the tribulation, you are still 108,000 miles away from the tribulation!"

Wen Shu said: "If I want to cross the tribulation, I can cross the tribulation at any time, but I just want to lead the thunder tribulation that caused a sensation on the mainland, I didn't expect to be preempted by that kid, I am really angry!"

Zi Ling'er asked rhetorically: "I think the people in the upper realm are more powerful in bragging!"

"You ......," Wen Shu said, "I won't argue with you, when I break through the Holy Xuan Realm, you will definitely worship me!"

Zi Ling'er said with a smile: "You are daydreaming, I still continue to worship Brother Qi!"

She turned her gaze to the northwest again, a hint of nervousness in her eyes.

Zilong, who was paying attention to the battlefield in the northwest not far away, couldn't help but sigh softly, he should have really given reinforcements to the Immortal Sword Sect at the beginning, if Qi Ming's son could survive the catastrophe, the northern realm would rise.

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"That's ...... A golden glow!"

"Golden Thunder Tribulation!?How is this possible?"

"According to history, in the past million years, there has only been an invincible Tianjiao who has led down the Golden Thunder Tribulation!"

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All the people in the Western Realm came back to their senses from the stunning gold.

In a space in front of several ancestors in the Western Realm, the space fluctuated, and a figure appeared out of thin air.

This is a middle-aged-looking man, dressed in black, with golden lines painted on it, and his body is shrouded in a ray of light, which makes it difficult to see.

His slightly vicissitudes of life looked at the golden thunder tribulation in front of him with a hint of solemnity.

He is the evil dragon, the second ancestor of the Western Realm, and he has not appeared for nearly a thousand years!

His arrival did not cause a sensation, and at this moment everyone's eyes were on the golden thunder tribulation.

The golden thunder tribulation gradually expanded, and the golden light emitted lit up the sky.

In the churning of the dark clouds, the golden thunder tribulation absorbed all the colorful thunder tribulations that were born again from the dark clouds!

After the colorful thunder tribulation merged into the golden thunder light, the light faded, as if it was covered by the golden light.

After a while, the golden light also became a little lighter, like a golden mist, rushing down with the power of the law of thunder!

"Little Lei, come here!"

Lei Ling grinned at Qi Ming and walked to Qi Ming's side.

The thunderstorm that exuded a chaotic aura hit the two of them!

The fused golden thunder tribulation was like a mist blown by a light wind, and its speed was incomparable, but it didn't make any sound.

But the aura exuded was truly terrifying.

That golden light instantly enveloped Lei Ling and Qi Ming, and then instantly converged into a golden ball, including Qi Ming and Lei Ling.

When all the golden thunder was integrated into the ball, the diameter of the ball reached nearly 10,000 zhang, like a statue approaching the sun!

When the golden thunder tribulation fell, Qi Ming's skin was directly corroded, and the flesh and blood seemed to evaporate, and only the tough meridians were shining.

That kind of pain made Qi Ming's mind go blank, and he only had one thought, and that was to persevere, and he did his best to run the Nine Thunder Technique.

The skin on his face was torn and his face was in shambles......

His skin was gone, and his flesh was dissipating......

Eventually, his bones were eroded away by the golden mist......

He was left with intertwined slender crystalline cyan meridians!

The Holy Child was protected by the meridians and was not eroded!

Nourished by all kinds of thunder, the meridians became extremely tough, and the light flickered on them, slowly absorbing the golden mist.

I don't know how long it took, the meridians that emitted cyan light flashed with a dense colored light, full of divine color, but no one could see it.

Then, a streak of flesh grew out of the meridian again......

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That big golden ball in the sky was like a tomb where two people were buried.

The armies of both sides staring nervously at the golden orb, waiting for the outcome.

However, after the golden thunder tribulation landed to form a sphere, it remained motionless.

No one knew whether Qi Ming in the golden ball was dead or alive, or whether he had succeeded or failed in the tribulation.

One day

Two days,

Three days

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Eight days passed, and the golden ball remained motionless.

The stalemate battlefield has recovered from the first shock because it can't wait for the results, and the scene is becoming more and more noisy.

Evil Yao took a step forward, and said condescendingly to Ye Fu: "Ye Fu, you can't delay the business because of this kid's tragedy, limit your time to hand over your dreams with a stick of incense, otherwise I will set foot on the Immortal Sword Sect!"

Shout!

The surface of the golden sphere fluctuated, and a figure burst out of it.

Everyone was shocked, and when they fixed their eyes, it was the thunder spirit who was shining with golden light.

By comprehending the Thunder Law of the Golden Thunder Tribulation, Lei Ling's perception of the power of the law has increased a lot, and his body has grown into a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

With a chuckle on his lips, he was uninhibited.

"I really want to see if you have the qualifications to say this!" Lei Ling smiled lightly, his figure flashed, and he raised his fist and smashed it at the Third Ancestor Evil Yao.

Evil Yao snorted coldly, stretched out a hand lightly, and pushed it violently.

Boom!

A violent crash sounded!

The two of them each stepped back three feet.

This blow is evenly divided!

"Attack the whole army!" said the evil man indifferently.

His figure flashed, appeared on top of the huge formation, and stomped down with his right foot!

A footprint nearly a thousand feet long bombarded towards that huge formation!

Yang Taishang hurriedly manipulated the formation, the formation flowed, the light flowed, and rose to the sky.

Rumble!

That huge footprint and that light slammed upward, a ripple burst out, and countless spiritual powers splattered everywhere!

The spiritual power splashed onto the formation, as if a boulder fell down one after another, and the formation trembled!

At this moment, another footprint fell again, and it landed on the formation of light with a thud.

Rumble!

The sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth resounded on the formation, and the formation of the Holy Rank only lasted for two breaths, and it collapsed in an instant.

Yang Taishang, who controlled the formation, and nearly a thousand disciples of the Holy Infant Realm, all spat blood, and their qi and blood were sluggish.

"Kill!"

The evil dragon's rapid breakthrough of the formation, and in an instant, the morale of the monks in the western realm rushed towards the northern realm with a shouting and killing sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

At the moment of breaking the formation, Ye Fu's figure flashed and met the evil spirit.

Ye Fu's strength is similar to that of Evil Yao, and Evil Yao is more powerful than Evil Yao, but it is very limited.

Ye Fu and the evil weed should have similar strengths, but just now they were seriously injured in order to save the dream body, and this time they were defeated after only thirty rounds of confrontation with the evil weed.

Vomited blood and retreated.

The evil man didn't want to have more accidents, and wanted to kill Ye Fu quickly, and his handprint changed, and he exerted all the power of the laws he mastered, forming half a finger to smash at Ye Fu!

The power of this half of the finger is really too great, even on this day, it is estimated that it can poke a big hole!

This half of the black finger is filled with mysterious golden lines, and everywhere it passes, everything is destroyed!

Shout!

The golden ball in the sky fluctuated again, and an arrow rushed out of the golden ball, shooting the half of the finger from the side with a speed close to teleportation!

Rumble!

The colored arrow pierced the massive half of the finger.

A large hole appeared in the middle of the half of the finger, and the half of the finger went down dozens of feet again, and then it collapsed again.

Ye Fu reacted quickly, slapped it violently, and completely scattered the half of his fingers.

The evil dragon missed this blow, and instead of striking again, he shifted his gaze to the golden orb on the side.

The golden ball instantly shrank several times, and then exploded!

Countless fragments of golden light spread out in all directions, and the army that rushed in front of the Western Realm was affected by the golden light emitted, and there were bursts of screams.

Once those powerhouses of the Holy Child Realm were affected by this golden fragment, they were all corroded one after another!

The army of the Western Realm, which was rushing forward, instantly stopped its pace with this burst of screams, and the soaring morale also dropped instantly.

As the golden ball burst open, everyone shifted their eyes to the center of the golden ball again, and saw Qi Ming.

Qi Ming's assassin was shrouded in a stream of colored light, and in his hand he held a huge bow on top of which a three-zhang long arrow gathered and exuded terrifying might.

In addition to the power emitted by this arrow, the coercion exuded by Qi Ming itself made people feel terrifying!

That is the powerful coercion that only the powerhouses of the Semi-Saint Realm can exude!

With the help of the eighth color thunder light, Qi Ming directly stepped into the Semi-Saint Realm!

The arrow in his hand was aimed at the evil spirit, and the evil dragon felt that it was locked by a powerful qi machine, and it couldn't escape if it wanted to!

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