A huge purple vortex suddenly appeared above the sky of the Ethereal Illusion Mansion.

The thunderstorm in the whirlpool surged, and the flickering purple electric blue frost was like a whip from the Heavenly Dao, slashing fiercely on the black sky.

The lightning flashed, leaving a terrifying trace like a tree branch, like the sky being split into flesh, and it was terrifying.

In the cave, Wen Yi, who had condensed various enchantments, felt a kind of coercion from heaven and earth, she couldn't help the fear, her lips and teeth trembled, and the blood was surging and trembling.

This near-death stress made Wen Yi tremble.

She clenched her hands, a beastly roar in her throat, and sharp silver rays broke through the cave's barrier and soared into the sky.

In an instant, nine hundred and ninety-nine sword formations were connected into a ruthless killing sword formation with a radius of 100,000 miles, and countless spiritual lights rose to the sky.

"Boom—"

The Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation, which had been prepared for a long time, fell from the sky, roared, and slashed directly at Wen Yi's sword array.

The two powerful forces collided together, and in an instant, countless spiritual light sword intent soared into the sky, and countless purple lightning and blue frost were wrapped around the murderous little sword gushing out of the sea of blood in the corpse mountain.

The thunderstorm in the Mahayana realm is even more fierce than Wen Yi's previous life, and it is bound to crush it and crush it to ashes.

"Click-"

The first sword formation was easily shattered into pieces by the thunderbolt.

Hearing only a click, the sword array formed by the condensation of those black and red intertwined spiritual power instantly turned into ashes.

In the cave, Wen Yi's body flashed with dense electric light, her smooth forehead was covered with cold sweat, and the blue tendons on her slender neck burst out.

"It hurts, it hurts—"

The invisible pressure rushed in, and Wen Yi felt as if his heart was being pinched by an invisible giant hand.

A strong spiritual power erupted from his palm, and Wen Yi knew that he couldn't be distracted at this time.

If you are distracted, you will surely die in this violent thunderstorm.

And she sensed a taste of revenge, which her spiritual instincts told her.

Revenge, who is taking revenge on her?

Who has the ability to do anything about the Heavenly Dao Thunder Tribulation?

This thought was followed by a blinding white light erupting from the cave.

A bolt of lightning struck Wen Yi's shoulder, and her clothes were instantly burned by the thunderbolt into a huge hole, and hideous wounds appeared, and the deep white bones were stained black, and the flesh was rolled.

A steady stream of blood gushed out of the hole, and the flowing fountain of life made Wen Yi's face pale, and she was busy offering the Buddha Heart Lotus to heal the wounds on her body.

The more painful the wounds on her body, the stronger and more violent the murderous aura on Wen Yi's face, her amazingly bright eyes were full of bloodthirsty madness and the battle intent to die and survive.

Spiritual power poured out from the dantian, and the place where Wen Yi was pranayama cross-legged was dyed red with scarlet blood at some point.

This is not from Wen Yi's body, but her own artistic conception of the corpse mountain and sea of blood.

At the same time, a peach tree behind her was slowly growing, sprouting buds, new branches, and the first delicate pink peach blossoms.

"Boom—"

The second and third thunderbolts followed, slashing at the top of the thermometer's head.

She sacrificed her natal fairy sword, and the fairy sword swallowed, and the killing intent of the mountains and seas rushed straight into the sky, resisting the terrifying thunder that rushed down.

The two spiritual powers collided together, and the Ethereal Illusion Mansion seemed to be hit by an indescribably huge monster, and the ground shook and the mountains shook, flying sand and rocks.

Lin Yinong, who was protecting Wen Yi's Dharma outside the cave, stepped a little, and one after another ethereal phantom arrays flew out from around her.

Then a huge stone slab flew above her head and into the sky.

The slate flew higher and higher, and turned into a curtain that enveloped the entire Ethereal Fantasy Mansion.

With the stone slab blocking, Wen Yi was able to breathe, she re-condensed her sword intent and sword qi while healing her wounds, her hands swiped in the air, and a large hole appeared in the cave of retreat, and her slender figure flew in mid-air.

"Little junior sister, why did you come out? Go back quickly. Lin Yinong saw that Wen Yi rushed out of his protective circle without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and his heart was extremely anxious.

"Ruthless swordsmanship, killing intent seeks in the sword, and swordsmanship is realized in death." Wen Yi raised her life sword and floated in the air, she stepped on the void, circles of scarlet blood faintly appeared under her feet, and behind her were blooming and withering peach blossoms.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yinong breathed in unison: "This is the artistic conception of the dual cultivation of the Affectionate Dao and the Ruthless Dao?" ”

No one in the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm had ever cultivated the Dao of Affection and Ruthlessness to the ultimate realm.

Lin Yinong didn't know what Wen Yi had experienced.

But when she saw the scene in front of her, her mind went blank.

No wonder Shizun Xian said before his death that Wen Yi was the best genius in the past, and he was a generation of Tianjiao, even if the prince Shen Yu was here, he would have to be a head shorter.

"Boom—"

The raging thunderstorm tore through Lin Yinong's block.

Ninety-nine heavenly thunderbolts fell into the sword array, Wen Yi only felt that her hands and feet were numb, her heart throbbed fiercely, and the whole person instantly lost her strength, and almost fell from mid-air.

The electricity on his body scrambled into the thermometer's flesh and bones, as if to tear it to shreds.

"I'll just say why it's so difficult to achieve the Mahayana realm in this lifetime." Wen Yi looked up at the sky, she saw a pink aura revealed in the violent purple thunder tribulation whirlpool, and her face turned white, "It turned out that the double thunder tribulation of the Ruthless Dao and the Affectionate Dao actually appeared at the same time and place. ”

Her voice was very soft, but Lin Yinong could hear it very clearly.

"How so?" Lin Yinong was so shocked that he couldn't speak again, "It is impossible for the thunder of the Affectionate Dao and the Ruthless Dao to appear at the same time, someone must have done something in secret, and in the entire Immortal Cultivation Realm, except for those few hidden sects, no one has the ability to shake the natural laws of heaven and earth." ”

"Senior sister, don't be afraid." Wen Yi was a person who had died once, she knew how terrifying the Thunder Tribulation was, and she had tasted it.

In the previous life, Wen Yi finally reached the top, but he was ruthlessly kicked up the cliff and the pain brought by the pain of breaking his bones and new feelings.

Wen Yi floated the Natal Immortal Sword in mid-air, and she grabbed it fiercely in the air.

In an instant, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and the storm surged.

A thick white light suddenly appeared in mid-air, and opened up little by little with the tearing action of the thermometer.

That light was like the reddish-white blood flowing from the black sky, which made people palpitate.

"Little junior sister, what are you doing here?" Lin Yinong didn't understand why Wen Yi tore open the canopy.

"Ruthlessly kill the sword, kill to kill, and kill to violence." Wen Yihe whispered in response to her senior sister, "Affectionate Tao is to comprehend the truth of life and manipulate the lust of others. ”

The coercion from heaven and earth made Wen Yi's face pale, and she suddenly grabbed the life sword in her palm, and blood fell down her arm from the clouds.