"Boom!"

The black clouds stirred and the thunder was deafening.

Lu Qingye, who was standing on the lonely boat, looked up at the sky.

The wind stirred up the waves around her, like huge mouths, as if they wanted to swallow her along with the lonely boat.

The spiritual power in the body finally rioted, and it was time to break through.

Lu Qingye looked at the huge thunder tribulation, without fear, let alone retreating.

Her breakthrough through the Thunder Tribulation of the Merge Period seems to be particularly powerful.

Even monks thousands of miles away noticed this.

The energy in the air around them began to riot.

Above the canopy, there was even blood.

In that thunder tribulation, there is the power of heavenly punishment!

Lu Qingye carried the glass light sword, and under the gaze of countless desolate beasts, he rushed into the thunder tribulation.

The huge sword, with the aura of destruction, directly split a bucket-thick thunder tribulation.

The sword qi swept in all directions and fell into the sea, setting off even more stormy waves.

Yuan Ze and Jiuji also caused an energy riot in their bodies because of Lu Qingye's breakthrough thunder tribulation.

In the blink of an eye, they also ushered in the thunderstorm of breakthrough.

Xiao Jiu helped them to prevent other desolate beasts or monks from taking advantage of the opportunity to rob.

Lu Qingye bowed her head in the furious thunderstorm, as if she saw countless black shadows hidden in the Spirit Source Sea.

After the destruction of the blood array, they were finally liberated!

"Boom!"

Another thunderstorm fell, slashing straight at Lu Qingye, causing lightning flashes around her.

The Spiritual Source Sea and Sky they were in had been completely shrouded in black clouds and thunder.

The monks watching from the periphery retreated again and again.

The thunder spirit root in Lu Qingye's body quickly absorbed the surrounding thunder spirit power, and the wood spirit power was constantly providing her with vitality.

The tribulation lasted for three days before it gradually dissipated.

Everyone was guessing who the monk who broke through, and Song Qingwu and the others had already guessed their answer from that earth-shattering sword.

After the thunder tribulation dissipated, they didn't feel the breath of the Yuan Infant dispersing in the air, and Song Qingwu and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Sister Lu, she ...... It's amazing! ”

Less than a hundred years after entering the secret realm, he actually broke through all the way to the peak of Yuanying! Now it has made a breakthrough and entered the merger period!

But it also means that she will face a more dangerous environment!

They seem to have to speed up their cultivation!

"Buzz!"

The moment Lu Qingye broke through, he felt a suction force coming from the south of the Lingyuan Sea.

A burst of spatial fluctuations came, and Jiuji and Yuanze, who had successfully broken through, immediately entered the Hongmeng space and were teleported to the merger stage with her.

The moment he felt the rapid fall of his body, Lu Qingye immediately summoned the Glass Light Sword.

After Edgeworth flew and stabilized his body, Lu Qingye saw the scene around him clearly.

Everywhere there are rocks and Gobi, and the rags on the branches of dead trees are swaying in the wind.

After falling to the ground, Lu Qingye immediately found that under the rocks, it was an extremely cold temperature.

It's very dry, and you don't seem to feel much life.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound under his feet, and Lu Qingye immediately retreated vigilantly, and the glass light sword in his hand also split the pile of rocks.

The embarrassed monk inside was revealed.

The monk seemed frightened at the sight of the sun, and shrank back into the hole.

"Come out!"

In the face of Lu Qingye's snort, the monk's face turned pale, but he had to stand up tremblingly.

Lu Qingye felt that the other party was also a cultivator in the early stage of the merger, and when his eyes fell on the bright red font on the male cultivator's face, he couldn't help frowning.

Crime?

The monk with such handwriting on his face, Lu Qingye didn't know if the other party had offended someone or had committed something.