Everyone looked at the thousands of miles in front of them covered by the thunder clouds, even if they escaped tens of thousands of miles away, the palpitations in their hearts still lingered.

Wang Maoyuan looked frightened, as if he was in shock.

At this moment, he was suddenly captured by Wu Yaohui, and he immediately became angry, "That little bastard is crazy, how do I know." ”

Xiao Lin on the side sneered, "Are you deaf when I wait?" Obviously, it was your old thing that stimulated him. ”

That Sacred Spring Country Cui Yu also fell into the ground, and sneered: "The elixir is on him, it has not fallen into the hands of us and others, try not to annoy him, in case this kid jumps off the wall in a hurry, don't you understand such a simple truth?"

"How did you survive like a fool until now? It's a shame to be a prince and a prince!"

As for that Spirit Leaf Country, Fan Laoshan watched coldly, and after his gaze swept over the Zixiao Sect, his eyes were gloomy.

It was inseparable from the entanglement with His Royal Highness the 'Crown Prince', but it made him very angry.

Gain, he was in the intention of quickly capturing him, but he didn't expect the other party to be on a par with him, which was much more than he expected.

Wang Maoyuan was angry when he heard this, his breath spread, and a mighty half-step spiritual aura swayed.

As soon as this aura dispersed, the huge stratocumulated thundercloud swept towards this place as if it had been pulled.

Wu Yaohui's expression changed, his face turned ruthless, and he slapped Wang Maoyuan in the face.

Immediately, his old face was flushed, and he was also pumped away.

However, this slap also dispersed Wang Maoyuan's gathered qi.

Wu Yaohui glanced at Wang Maoyuan in disgust, and shouted: "You still think that we are not embarrassed enough, and we still want to summon the heavenly punishment?"

Wang Maoyuan's eyes were full of humiliation, and at this moment, he really wanted to die.

is also a half-step spirit god, and he has no power to fight back.

At this moment, there was a roar in the sky.

Wang Maoyuan's eyes are full of resentment, it's all caused by that little bastard!

That little bastard who had no father and no mother caused him to suffer such a great humiliation, and he should have humiliated that woman to death.

He suddenly looked at the Zixiao Sect below, and his eyes were full of madness.

Since the little bastard woman is dead, then arrest all his disciples and female disciples.

One by one, in front of him, tortured them all to death.

His eyes shone with anger, rage, and madness, like a beast that was almost out of control, eager to eat people.

At this time, high in the sky of the Western Underworld, Sima Yuan's hair was scattered, and his sleeve robe was shaking in the wind.

A huge force rolled away.

Under the face of Wu Yaohui and the others, who were tens of thousands of miles away, changed again, they saw Sima Yuan cross several steps in succession between breaths.

The peak of the half-step Spirit God Primal Realm.

Russia, the middle border.

Their hearts were holding their breath and their hearts were shaken.

Subsequently, the peak of the Middle Realm.

At this moment, even Wu Yaohui was a little gloomy, and after the huge aura spread out involuntarily, he suddenly woke up and immediately retracted.

Overhead, the dark clouds gathered rapidly, lingered for a few moments, and then dispersed unwillingly.

Wu Yaohui and others breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, there was a click.

They hurriedly looked over, only to see an incandescent thunderbolt slashing down in the air.

I saw Sima Yuan's sleeve robe flying in the distance, his black hair fluttering, and a dark black long sword immediately turned into a hundred zhang and slashed towards the sky.

Their pupils narrowed.

Suddenly, under the attention of everyone, the sword shadow and the thunder light collided together.

There was a thud.

A deafening loud bang was heard.

The sound wave instantly swept away thousands of miles away, blowing away the robes of several people in the Eastern Wilderness.

Immediately, a loud cheer came.

They hurriedly looked over and saw Sima Yuan holding the dark long sword and slashing into the sky.

It was heading towards the thunder clouds tens of thousands of feet in the sky.

They immediately gasped, and Wang Maoyuan blurted out, "This little bastard is crazy?"

Xiao Lin on the side couldn't help but snort coldly when he saw this, "It's just a matter of killing yourself as a child, don't involve the elixir."

Destroy, that's really a pity to die. ”

Wu Yaohui frowned, his cloudy eyes staring at the figure under the thunder tribulation.

He suddenly spoke: "That's not heaven's punishment!"

Everyone looked stunned, and then showed joy, since it is not a heavenly punishment, the elixir will definitely not be damaged.

Wang Maoyuan smiled gloomily and cursed viciously: "Even if it is not a heavenly punishment, it is enough to kill this little bastard, and then the elixir will not be automatically sent to the door?"

Fan Laoshan glanced at Wang Maoyuan, who had suffered great humiliation on his side, and said lightly: "Don't forget, that kid still has helpers." ”

Everyone frowned slightly, and their eyes fell on the several qi machines further west.

I saw that Jizang, Qin Mao and others were on guard outside the thunder tribulation, and their eyes swept towards Wu Yaohui from time to time, full of tigerish eyes.

At this moment, there was another clicking sound from high in the sky.

A shining light burst out, like a heavenly sun.

It was even more of a sudden appearance.

Wu Yaohui and others subconsciously stretched out their hands to cover their eyes.

In an instant, the brilliance flashed, like a flash in the pan.

Then there was a clear, thorough, joyful tremble.

It was the sound of a sword trembling.

The joyful cheers of the rebirth of the sword spirit.

Oh, under the horror of Wu Yaohui and the others, the surprise of Jizang's eyes, and the ecstasy of the disciples of Zixiao Sword Peak.

Above thousands of feet in the sky, a huge figure levitated.

His appearance is the same as Sima Yuan's, and his breath is ninety percent similar.

The only difference is that its body seems to be full of sword energy.

It seems to be full of sword energy, sword intent, and sword soul creation.

The sword qi casts the robe, the sword intent turns into divine will, and the sword soul becomes spiritual consciousness.

The moment this figure appeared, the entire Zixiao Sect disciples were shocked physically and mentally, and after their ecstasy, color change, and exclamation, the sword soul pool, sword mound, sword cliff and other places above the sword peak erupted one after another.

Tens of thousands of disciples of the Zixiao Sect subconsciously felt empty in their hands, and when they lowered their heads, they saw that the sword in their hands had disappeared.

Looking at the sky again, countless sword qi and sword shadows filled the entire blue sky.

As if greeting the gods in the sword, the sword body bent one after another, like worshipping and prostrating.

Suddenly, a deafening roaring cheer came from within the Zixiao Sect.

"Congratulations to the head of the sword spirit !!"

At this moment, Jianfeng Zhong Lingyun and Qin Xin were sincerely happy, and their miserable faces full of worry immediately bloomed with a smile.

The disciples around were almost stunned and stupid.

The rest of the Zixiao Sect elders and peak masters cheered loudly, roared, and laughed.

The real sword spirit of the head is transformed into a god!

What does this mean, it shows that the sword path of the Zixiao Sect can indeed be channeled to the gods in the future, and it can advance to the Supreme Heaven Realm!

This seems to be the generous avenue of the Zixiao Sect's sword path!

At this time, under the uncertainty of Wu Yaohui and others, Sima Yuan, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly raised his head and began to walk in the sky.

I saw Sima Yuan holding his head high and ascending step by step.

The thunder in the sky is rolling, and it almost wants to destroy the city.

A person below ascended the height, and the human body and sword shadow followed side by side.

After three breaths, Sima Yuan took a light breath.

20,000 miles of inspiration are surging.

At the moment of five breaths, ten red blood thunderbolts swooped down with the breath of destruction, breaking through the air.

Sima Yuan opened his mouth and spit lightly.

The spirit machine collided with the red thunder and shattered in an instant.

At the same time, a long sword that had changed into a blue and red color appeared in his hand.

The humanoid sword shadow on the side slowly dissipated, and walked into the green red long sword.

Sima Yuan's eyes were condensed, and he muttered to himself: "Since my debut, Sima Yuan, I have beheaded people, destroyed sects, punished evil demons, and even cut down spirit gods, and of course I have survived the thunder tribulation. ”

He raised his head and said word by word: "Today, I will come to test the power of your Heavenly Tribulation!"

As soon as the words fell, the thunder clouds in the sky seemed to have a spirit, as if they heard this provocation.

Immediately tumbling and crumbling, the rumbling sound shook the heavens and the earth.

Suddenly, there was a series of clicks again.

The faces of the rest of the half-step spirit gods changed greatly, and their figures were even more slight

Without hesitation, he fled 100,000 miles away.

They screamed and cursed in the center of their hearts, crazy, this is a madman!!

More than 100 red thunderbolts poured down!!

A powerful, majestic, and indifferent power of destruction descended with a bang.

At this time, Sima Yuan moved.

I saw him Sima Yuan open his mouth and gently suck out.

Immediately, the spirit machine from 100,000 miles away was pulled by it.

He opened his mouth slightly, and spit lightly towards the hundred thunder tribulations.

A dull crash sounded.

Then came the snorting of the spirit, the scattered thunderstorms, and the constant explosions.

Sima Yuan's robe shook, and his breath dispersed.

He began to step into the air, soaring.

Under the panic of everyone in the Quartet, Sima Yuan held a green red long sword and slashed upward.

In an instant, the whole heaven and earth froze.

Wu Yaohui and the others froze in the air, their expressions sluggish, as if they were frozen.

The expressions of Jizo, Qin Mao and the others around him changed, and there seemed to be surprise, ecstasy, and horror in their eyes.

And then, the clicking sound kept ringing.

Coming from tens of thousands of feet in the sky.

The people below began to thaw, and their expressions changed drastically.

Then he raised his head suddenly, only to see a gap in the sky as if the sky had opened up.

The thunder cloud revealed a gap as large as the thickness of a thumb.

Then the gap gradually expands, opens, and even expands to the sides.

A few moments, a crashing sound came from high in the sky.

Their faces changed dramatically, and a thunderous roar came out.

Like the wrath of Thor.

It's more like the pain and moaning of Lei Ling's slash.

Then, the figure that kept climbing up finally stood between the huge gaps.

I saw him put away the Qingchi long sword, and gently pressed it downward with an indifferent face.

Suddenly, a clearer roar came down from above.

Sima Yuan laughed loudly, and there seemed to be rampant, cheerful and proud in his laughter.

Then the smile suddenly stopped.

After pressing his two big hands, he grabbed it suddenly.

The Quartet Thunder Tribulation Cloud first sank, and after letting out a burst of unwilling roars, it began to gather towards Sima Yuan.

Below, Wang Maoyuan even screamed: "What is he going to do?"

Xiao Lin on the side had already changed color, and his face was pale.

Cui Yu's eyes were even more dead, his chest was undulating, as if a stormy wave was about to erupt.

Wu Yaohui's breath was vigorous, his eyes were bloodshot, and the eyes that looked up at the sky were bloodshot, as if he had a look of disbelief.

He said word by word: "He wants to swallow thunder !!"

Everyone gasped in unison, and then said in unison, "He's really crazy!!"

There was hoarseness, moaning, and even weakness in the voice.

At this time, above the thunder tribulation, Sima Yuan's body slowly swelled and transformed into a thousand-zhang giant.

I saw that his eyes were indifferent, his face was majestic, and his aura was even more unfathomable.

It's like a celestial power.

He grabbed it with both hands, and the thunder cloud kept shrinking.

Then, under Wu Yaohui's liver and gallbladder below, Sima Yuan indifferently opened his mouth and inhaled.

The thunder cloud turned into a thunderball and was swallowed by it.

Suddenly, the sky was clear, the sky was clear, and there were no clouds.

Wu Yaohui and others are like millions of miles of clouds.

It was gloomy.

At this time, Wu Yaohui's eyes were in a trance, and he muttered to himself: "Run!"

"Escape !!"

He turned around and let out a terrible roar from his mouth: "Run away!!"

At this time, Cui Yu, Wang Maoyuan, Xiao Lin and Fan Laoshan finally came back to their senses.

Without hesitation, he fled madly to the eastern wilderness.

Above the sky, Sima Yuan slowly lowered his eyes and looked at a few small insects below with an expressionless face.

A few half-step spirit god bugs.

Suddenly, he suddenly poured out his mouth.

It is thousands of thunderstorms that fall.

Submerged Wu Yaohui and other five people.