Black clouds converge, and the sea of thunder surges.

The vast thunderstorm descended, filling the terrifying heavens.

It's like the vision of the immortal king destroying the world!

"Kill!"

Wang Pei once again hit the Heavenly Robbery Hand, and bombarded Xiao Qian with the general momentum of heaven and earth, and the power bred in it was three points stronger than when it was against Shang Ye Feng!

"Damn, when this guy did it with me, he actually hid his strength?" 、

"Sure enough, there are still some gaps, if I break through to the peak of the Refining Dao Realm, I don't know if I can have the strength to fight with it?"

Ye Feng, who retreated into the distance, flashed an expectant look.

He yearns for strong strength, and even if he improves, he is still a little dissatisfied with the status quo.

I still need to have a good experience!

Lu Yunyi, who was on his side, had a complicated complexion.

He could sense that Wang Pei was stronger than himself, even if there was not much difference between his own realm and him, but the field of strength was clearly distinguished, and there was an obvious gap.

"Is this the existence that can compare to the Great Emperor?"

"The gap between me and him doesn't seem to be explained by the shackles of bloodline power."

"It seems...... I'm still too slacking. ”

He muttered softly.

As the emperor's son, he inherits the blood of the emperor, and he is born with terrifying qualifications, and he is familiar with the rules of his father's generation!

It seems to be blessed, but in fact it is even more shackled.

He can easily become a quasi-emperor-level powerhouse, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky from the Great Emperor.

However, if you always hold such an idea, thinking that your father is an insurmountable mountain for you, I am afraid that you will really die in the quasi-emperor realm in the future, and there is no chance of even one in ten thousand becoming an emperor.

Facing the surging and vast thunderstorm.

Xiao Qian's expression did not change in any way, the sword qi around his body roared continuously, and the sword light roared endlessly!

"Go!"

A sword mark condensed.

Ten thousand sharp blades then converged into a long river of swordsmanship, like a galaxy reversing, like a sea hitting the sky!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

Thunder blazing.

The blade shattered.

The roar continued, and the terrifying aftermath swept away, sweeping away all the celestial arrogance around them.

Only the Holy Son-level Tianjiao, who is like Chen Qiang, Ding Jiaming, Xiao Tianxian and the like, is still in the same place.

But they are also feeling a lot of pressure.

Several people looked at each other, their expressions all shocked.

They all know that the two of them are powerful, but they never thought that they would be so strong, if they get involved, I am afraid that they will only become cannon fodder!

It's hard to believe.

Tianjiao, who is the most proud of the Holy Land, is just an ant under the torrent of the times in front of those demons who really stand at the peak of the times and are comparable to the ancients.

In the first round of confrontations, Xiao Qian temporarily fell into the disadvantage.

The thunder is still raging, and the blade is gone.

However...... Xiao Qian didn't show a surprised look, his eyes were indifferent, as if he had expected it.

How can a saint-level supernatural power be able to deal with a means comparable to imperial art? And he doesn't have any advantage in terms of realm, and it is obvious that he has fallen into a disadvantage.

Although Wang Pei had the upper hand, he frowned.

The secret technique he had relied on in the past was useless at this moment.

I can't understand Xiao Qian's heart, and it is difficult to predict his next move, I can only see a scene of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, and nothing else.

This secret technique has always been invincible, and today it actually failed?

Unless...... Xiao Qian has a supreme secret treasure, which can cover up the heavens, or he has practiced the hidden Dao method of the emperor level!

Xiao Qian didn't know why Wang Pei stopped attacking and killing.

He was a little puzzled, but the sword qi around him kept raging, and a trace of mixed yuan qi was enveloped in it to prevent Wang Pei's sudden attack.

After reaching the state of enlightenment, he can faintly use the power of his own physique.

Wang Pei stood in the void, his eyes indifferent.

Since the secret technique is useless, then there is no need to do it, his strength is not based on the secret technique.

Black clouds covered the sky, and thunder swirled like poisonous snakes.

"Kill!"

A rune flickered, and it returned to heaven and earth in an instant.

The thunder, which was originally incandescent, suddenly gave birth to purple rays.

"Zixiao Divine Thunder?"

"How is it possible, this Wang Pei can actually master the real Thunder Tribulation?!"

"Could it be that he has cultivated the Heavenly Tribulator to the realm of perfection?"

"It's incredible!"

"It is worthy of being the most promising existence to become the Great Emperor!"

“……”

The Heavenly Masters of the Holy Land in the distance said in horror.

They are afraid of the thunderstorm, although the tribulation means being strong, but many predecessors have died tragically under the thunderstorm, how can they not have a trace of awe?

As soon as he thought that Wang Pei could manipulate the Thunder Tribulation, his scalp couldn't stop tingling.

"This is not a thunderstorm, but there is already a trace of form, and if you continue to cultivate, you should be able to master it in the near future."

"It's really outrageous......"

Lu Yunyi stammered.

When Ye Feng heard this, he began to worry a little about his senior brother, and looked at the center of the battlefield quite nervously.

On the mountainside of Djinn Peak.

This is the highest mountain in the secret realm, and even if you are on the mountainside, you can overlook the whole secret realm!

A sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy looked into the distance.

A layer of hazy supernatural shrouded it, and there was a glow in the eyes.

It's a double pupil!

"Shi Qian, do you have the confidence to deal with those two?"

Qin Jiuchuan drove the bronze dragon chariot, his breath was calm and restrained, and his body was covered with golden runes.

Heavy pupils were silent.

For this young emperor of the Qin Dynasty, there seems to be no awe at all.

"Uninteresting."

Qin Jiuchuan sighed for a while.

He urged his eyes to look at the distant gathering of thunderclouds.

The world is brilliant, and the heroes rise together...... It's an interesting time.

"Let's go, it's important to go up the mountain."

After watching for a moment, he pulled Shi Qian and drove the bronze dragon chariot towards the peak.

It seems that there is what they are looking for.

Thundercloud Center.

Wang Pei condensed the seal method and killed Xiao Qian.

The sea of thunder is surging, violent and blazing.

He carried the thunder tribulation down, and the general trend of heaven and earth converged in one.

The existence of the ordinary Four Tribulations Realm, I'm afraid it can't stop him.

"Emperor Sword - Fate is born and perished."

The sword qi was raging, like a tsunami.

Xiao Qian held the Zhaoxue Sword in his hand, and the space vibrated and distorted.

"Slash!"

A sword is slashed out.

Avenue resonance.

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

Airplanes!

The sword around Tianjiao's waist trembled constantly.

Kendo Heavenly Power followed.

A fluttering sword, as if it could open the sky, smash thousands of tribulation thunders and break through the black clouds that cover the sky.

A warm light followed.

Tranquil and magnificent.

A stream of blood flowed from Wang Pei's face, and the sharp sword qi broke through his defenses, leaving a sword wound on his face.

There was still sword qi left in the sword marks, constantly tearing the wound and unable to heal it.

If Xiao Qian is stronger, the realm is higher, and the control of kendo is more accurate...... This sword may be able to separate Wang Pei's corpse!

Wang Pei gently stroked the wound.

The crimson blood stung his eyes.

So far, this is the first time he has suffered an injury, even if it is minor.

The black clouds converge again.

The sea of thunder is raging!

"I was too sleepy to finish writing a chapter in the early morning, so I went to sleep first, this is the third chapter of yesterday!

Thank you all for your support!

(I'll start today's code word after I'm busy in a while)

(I'll pay back the chapters I owe slowly, now stabilize the state first)

[I still have to say it.]

The current update status is about two updates a day or three updates a day.,After stabilizing the state, slowly start three chapters a day.,When you can get three updates a day.,Start trying to repay the chapters that were in arrears.。 (Writing has been in poor condition)

Then sometimes the chapters that are updated in the early hours of the morning, and if it is too late and no one reviews them in the background, they will skip to the next morning before they are released.

For me, writing is a dream when I was young, a kind of feeling and love, I don't want to do it as a kind of work to complete, I am afraid that after becoming a job, it will become a code word machine, slowly wear out the feelings for this industry.

But the author is also a senior soon, and he needs to pave the way for the future and take responsibility for his own life, so he and my brother discussed opening a studio and doing some projects together. Now I'm busy working in the studio, and I may only earn a few hundred yuan a month, but at least it's a good start, and I hope it will get better in the future.

The dreams of my youth have always been clinging to, but I also need to connect with life. 】

May you and I be masters of life,

And then I was happy every day."