After Qiu Changshou stepped into the sky, in the face of the surging thunder tribulation, he did not take out any powerful magic weapon talismans, but only relied on his own body to withstand the thunder and lightning bombardment.

In the eyes of the onlookers, they couldn't help but be surprised.

When did Taoism come out with such a freak majoring in the flesh?

Jiang Chuan waved his robe, set up a barrier, and protected the Taoist people around him, while silently looking at Qiu Changshou, his eyes full of appreciation.

Nowadays, there are not many people in the ancient cultivation body, and it can even be said that this is the only one, even if this kind of thunder tribulation is replaced by him, it will take a lot of effort to deal with it, and Qiu Changshou can deal with it with his body, and he can even handle it with ease.

The cultivator of the body is worthy of his name.

The lightning was shining, the thunder was roaring, and the sound was endless, and the entire Dragon and Tiger Mountain Secret Realm could see this shocking scene, and when they couldn't help but stop their hands for a while, they all looked at Qiu Changshou.

Qiu Changshou looked at the dragon that had been turned into a thunderbolt, and there was pride in his heart.

There are dragons in the world, but it was also ten thousand years ago, and today's dragons can only be dragons instead of real dragons.

A body refining monk is born with a pair of gods and demon bones, and he can tear dragons alive!

Qiu Changshou laughed and said: "I have a physical body, I can turn over the river and the sea, I can shrink thousands of mountains to take the sun and the moon, and kill the dragon today, thank you for the generous gift of heaven and earth." ”

The robe on his body shattered in response, revealing a body of steel and iron bones, Qiu Changshou stepped on it, and a huge Taiji Bagua map appeared on the four sides, and infinite power poured out from the Taiji Bagua diagram, setting off Qiu Changshou like a god and demon.

With a loud laugh, Qiu Changshou stepped out and went straight to the clouds, holding Jiaolong's neck tightly like this, and smashing punch after punch.

Every time a punch falls, Tai Chi is born, and the strength is increased by three points.

Jiaolong is condensed by the power of heaven and earth, psychic, knowing people's words, at this time aware that the death period is coming, and it will dissipate after a while, and it exudes a heavy and sad whine, the sky is in the human ear, and it empathizes.

Qiu Changshou was unmoved, and the last punch fell, and the dragon turned into thunder and lightning and poured into Qiu Changshou's body.

Half of this catastrophe has passed.

The thunderstorm in the sky was still thick and expanding, and in the thunderclouds full of white light, even a little purple light appeared.

The Taoist monk was good at thunder, so soon an old monk recognized the purple light and couldn't help but shout.

"Zixiao Shenlei, this and this...... Isn't the Thunder Tribulation over? How can there still be a Purple Sky Divine Thunder?"

It is inevitable that the old monk was surprised, in the Taoist thunder method, the Zixiao Divine Thunder is the best thunder method that can be ranked, and the power is endless, even if it is a saint, it must be solemn, usually the thunder law can cross the border to kill the enemy with a little breath, and looking at the current situation, I am afraid that it is necessary to gather a thundercloud.

What kind of catastrophe did Qiu Changshou endure?

Heaven and earth value it so much.

The old monk didn't understand, but someone did, so he asked the sage Jiang Chuan who was guarding here.

Jiang Chuan also sighed, "There are two kinds of saint tribulations, one is to borrow the power of heaven and earth with incense and fire, and the other is the thunder tribulation that Qiu Changshou is facing now, and the power to seize heaven and earth with his own body." ”

Jiang Chuan didn't say much, just clicked and stopped, but this also solved the old monk's confusion.

Borrowing and seizing, there is no difference between the two, and it is inevitable that heaven and earth will rain down such a terrifying thunderstorm.

The old monk paused, and couldn't help but ask again, "Jiang Sheng, is he okay?"

Jiang Chuan was silent for a moment and said softly: "I don't know, it's up to him." ”

At the same time, the surging thunder tribulation in the sky had already descended, and a purple pillar of light that went straight to the sky descended on Qiu Changshou in an instant, and its might, even if it was protected by Jiang Chuan, but these aftermaths were enough to make the rest of the monks lose their minds.

And among these Taoist monks, there are also many people with extremely high spirits, meditating like this, and forcibly comprehending this rare Zixiao Divine Thunder.

As for whether or not we can comprehend things from within, that is the view of the benevolent and the wise, and each of them depends on their own comprehension and fate.

There was black and white qi on Qiu Changshou's body, and the Taiji diagram under his feet became more and more grandiose, but even so, it was still reluctant, and his body continued to ooze blood under the bombardment of thunder and lightning, but it was reunited in an instant, and then it was torn out of the wound...... The cycle goes on and on, and it never stops.

He muttered to himself: "For most of my life, I have only fought twice in my life, the first time I lost, I slept for a hundred years, I was very aggrieved, this time the old Tao wants to win, I can't afford to lose......"

Playing with heaven and earth, the stake is one's own life.

If you win, you can live, sit in the clouds from now on, live forever, and lose that makes everything rest.

"Mixed elements are one qi and two instruments, and the four are like a good fortune. ”

Qiu Changshou's body had golden light emitted, straight through the sky.

As a result, the Taiji pictures under his feet changed, and countless black and white breaths appeared, like a milk bird throwing into the forest, and they poured into Qiu Changshou's body.

Then, the body that was about to collapse was blessed by the black and white breath, and it was forced to carry the Zixiao Divine Thunder like this.

There's even room to step on the clouds.

And at the moment when he stepped on the clouds, the thunder tribulation suddenly dissipated, and the original gloomy sky was instantly bright.

There are countless visions in Longhu Mountain.

It can be described as a sky of flowers, and the ground is surging with golden lotus.

This is heaven and earth celebrating.

Qiu Changshou stood in the clouds, his mind turned, he put on a suit of clothes for himself, looked at the big and small Taoist priests on the ground, remembered the talisman in his arms, and then took it out like this, felt the majestic luck incense in it, smiled, and then threw it down.

The talisman spread out in the air, scattering into countless qi luck and pouring into the entire territory of Dragon Tiger Mountain.

Rain and dew are evenly wet, and everyone has it.

As for how much you can have, it depends on your fate.

The Daoists on the ground shouted loudly, "Thank you for the grace of Qiu Sheng!"

Qiu Sheng!

Qiu Changshou raised his eyebrows, he was in a good mood, so he wanted to go to a place to see.

Immediately afterward, it dissipated.

Jiang Chuan's expression was a little weird, obviously guessing where Qiu Changshou was going to find someone, but it didn't matter.

After all, the way of this world is respected by the strong.

Thousands of miles away, fleeting.

Yunzhen is still inhabited, this remote town has not been affected by the war, and the fields are full of farmers on a bright April day.

Exuberant.

Qiu Changshou walked on the country road, his eyes slightly closed, and from time to time asked the farmers passing by about the seed harvest, but he also talked harmoniously.

After walking for half an hour like this, the trail has already come to an end, and after walking a few streets again, it came to a place where people in Yunzhen should not be approached.

This is Yizhuang, even if it is a native of Yunzhen, they don't dare to approach here, for fear of colliding with something in it.

Qiu Changshou is not afraid of the things in it, if you really want to talk about it, you still have to be afraid of the things in it.

Pushing open the door and walking in, I found the old Taoist priest sleeping on the coffin in a coffin pile, looking at the old Taoist priest sleeping soundly, I felt a little funny, smiled, and soon stretched out a hand to pinch the old Taoist's nose.

Sure enough, the old Taoist priest quickly woke up, looking at Qiu Changshou, who had not been seen for a hundred years, and was very surprised.

Isn't this old thing trapped in the Yundao Building sleeping? How can it come out?

The old Taoist priest slapped Qiu Changshou's hand away, and said angrily: "It's not a small person, and you still like to do these things, aren't you ashamed?"

Qiu Changshou smiled: "Don't you like to do it too? When you were in Longhu Mountain, wasn't it also a teasing of you changing the law?"

The old Taoist priest snorted, blushed slightly, his words blurred, and turned the sentence over.

Only then did the old Taoist priest suddenly realize that Qiu Changshou's realm was already very high and unfathomable in his opinion, so he couldn't help asking, "Are you holy?"

His realm is already very high, it can be said that he is standing at the peak of the realm of Tianmen, otherwise, how can he rely on the strength of one person to kill half of Confucianism.

A hundred years ago, the old Taoist realm was recognized by the three sects as the first person in Tianmen, and even Yang Yi at that time could not compare to him, although he was trapped in this broken place for a hundred years and was withdrawn from cultivation every day, and the realm declined, but he was still second to none in the realm of Tianmen, and he could not see it, and he could only be a saint when he thought about it, so he asked this question.

Hearing this question, Qiu Changshou was quite satisfied, and said as if showing off: "That's right, Dao Master, I have stepped into the clouds not long ago, and now I am in the position of a saint. ”

The old Taoist priest nodded, his expression was complicated, and only after half a cup of tea had passed, did he say a word to Qiu Sheng.

Seeing this, Qiu Changshou quickly realized that the old way was what he meant, and he couldn't help sighing.

The old Taoist priest tugged at the corners of his mouth, thinking that you were cheap and behaved, and you came to me to show off, it was really not a thing.