The whole funnel-shaped cloud of calamity was comprehended by the Zhuxian Sword Sutra, and the Qinglin Taoist Sect who intended to try the sword edge was turned upside down, among which the electric snake danced wildly, the thunder god burst, and there was a sword clanging, and in all these sounds, everyone could faintly hear the long whistle that continued to burst out from the mouth of Qinglin Dao.

Because the clouds were very thick and everyone was far away, they naturally couldn't see clearly what state the Qinglin Daoist was in within the clouds, and they could only judge his situation by the long howls that kept coming out.

Xuanxian Thunder Tribulation, a total of nine, and each heavy Thunder Tribulation has three to nine thunder tribulations, and the number of times each thunder tribulation is also determined by the martial artist's own Dao realm.

In the long history of the Spirit Realm, it is not that there are no warriors who can break several thunder tribulations in a row, and even directly ascend to the sky in one step, but these characters have already turned into legends, and the nearest one is naturally Kunlun's Chongguang Tianzun.

It seems that a person like Qinglin Dao who dares to rush into the thunder tribulation has not seen it for thousands of years.

After the initial shock, everyone's faces inevitably brought a look of worry, and the long howl from the clouds fell on their ears, and it seemed that it gradually took on some of the screams of being struck by lightning.

"Senior Brother Qinglin won't play and take it off, isn't it good to be honestly hacked, why do you want to be a hero in the limelight and rush into the thunder tribulation, this is really too unstable!" While worried, Ye Qingxuan secretly complained in his heart, and at the same time, he also thought of Qinglin's master Chong Void Daoist, as if Tianjian Peak had been acting in a very good style since the Chong Void Daoist, or the head iron, wasn't it his own Daoist who was angry with the Void Dao life that day, and fell into the decline of the Dao heart, and then the front was stiff for a long time, until he couldn't hold it anymore before he opened his mouth to ask for help?

"Isn't it the style of this iron, but the tradition of Tongtian Peak?"

After complaining for a while, Ye Qingxuan was even a little worried about whether his new worship master Chonghe would also be a positive existence in case of trouble, thinking of this, Ye Qingxuan could only shake his head silently, and said a low number in his mouth.

Everyone's worries didn't last long, after the time when the Qinglin Dao people rushed into the clouds to touch a stick of incense, everyone seemed to hear a roar in their ears, but this roar sounded a little angry.

And then, the huge cloud of calamity suspended in mid-air, like a funnel, seemed to be unable to withstand the sword light of the Zhuxian Sword that was crisscrossing in it, and became fragmented.

Even the shape of the funnel could no longer be maintained, and it gradually collapsed from the bottom, and along with the collapse of the clouds, there were countless cyan electric lights like spirit snakes, and with the endless muffled thunder, they roamed wantonly in the sky.

"It's done, Senior Brother Qinglin is really amazing, and he really let him smash the clouds!"

The faces of the warriors of Shangqingguan are mixed with half shock, half excited, even though they have been looking forward to this scene for a long time in their hearts, but when it really comes, it still makes them excited and excited, and on the giant boat of the Guanghan Palace in the rear, let those female warriors who have the fairy in the moon be cold again, after witnessing the "crazy" behavior of Qinglin Daoren, a pair of beautiful eyes, but also involuntarily release bursts of admiration.

Among them, there were even some female warriors of the Guanghan Palace, staring at the rapidly collapsing clouds with their eyes, with eagerness in their eyes, as if they were searching for the figure of the Qinglin Daoist, and the faces of the warriors of the Guanghan Palace who behaved like this were all full of excitement and excitement.

The funnel-shaped clouds of calamity, under the sharp sword light that seemed to be able to split the sky in half, once again supported for a little time, and then completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

The aura of heaven and earth on this giant ship sailed on land returned to normal again, and just as everyone was wondering, how the clouds had dispersed, but the Qinglin Daoist had disappeared, they saw that above the sky, a small black shadow suddenly appeared from above the nine heavens and then fell down in a daze!

This black shadow almost doesn't need to be seen to know who it is if it is not the Qinglin Daoist who rushed into the clouds before?

Although it is far away, since the clouds have dispersed, there is naturally no obstacle in front of the Qinglin Daoist and everyone, with the current appearance of the Qinglin Daoist, even a martial saint like Ye Qingxuan can be seen at a glance.

At this time, the Qinglin Taoist described it as extremely miserable, only to see that the originally neat and chic cyan Taoist robe had been split by the thunder at this time, and only some scorched black rags were left, hanging on his body to see the key parts, and the dust he was originally holding in his hand was only a black light rod that had been split by the thunder at this time.

As for Qinglin Daoren himself, just by looking at the appearance of him falling from the sky, you can know that he must have been injured in the clouds, and he fell into a coma at this time.

But fortunately, the eighth tribulation of Xuan Xian was finally crossed by him, and since he has passed the thunder tribulation, his life should be safe for the time being!

And the flying immortals on the Shangqingguan giant boat, after seeing the Qinglin Daoist falling from the sky, several people immediately flew up with their magical powers and greeted him, if it weren't for this, then the Qinglin Daoist would probably have to become the first martial artist to fall from a high altitude and fall to his death after surviving the thunder tribulation.

If such an "oolong accident" really happens, then Shangqingguan's face will really be lost to his fellow Taoists!

"Fellow Daoists, how is Senior Brother Qinglin?"

After the flying immortals who arrived at Shangqingguan took the Qinglin Daoist who fell from mid-air in their hands and brought them back to the giant boat, there were warriors from the Guanghan Palace, who used their magical powers to fly into the air, and more than ten zhang away, they sent a message of greeting.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" A Dao trumpet was announced, and it was the chief disciple of the Tianjue Peak who came out to deal with it, and the Dao name was Qingjue, although this Dao person was not famous in the Shangqing Temple on weekdays, but in fact, Xiuwei had already crossed the threshold of Xuan Xian with one foot!

"With the concern of the senior sisters of the Guanghan Palace, Senior Brother Qinglin is fine, it is just a temporary weakness after the thunder tribulation, as long as the senior brother is raised for a while, not only will he return to normal, but his cultivation will also be truly buried in the ninth layer of Xuan Immortal!"

"That's very good, but since we are destined to meet, and Senior Brother Qinglin is in need, my Guanghan Palace has its own healing secret medicine, which can help Senior Brother recover as soon as possible!"

As soon as the words of the Qing Jue Daoist fell, the female cultivator in charge of the Guanghan Palace said briskly, while reaching into her arms and taking out a white and lovely jade bottle!