Xue Thirteen didn't know what the situation was like at Big Mouth, although that guy was usually crazy, but he was a crazy master in his bones, and he was also extremely ruthless to himself.

Presumably, he was practicing in a hellish style, and of course, some unlucky saint who was dragged by him to practice together would definitely be miserable.

At this time, he had returned to the Sea of Death and was taking a short rest.

In one day, all the saints who fought with him died, so the news has not yet spread, and no one else knows that he has appeared.

He realized that his accumulation had increased a lot in the course of a day. If his previous certainty of sanctification was only thirty percent, then it has probably increased to about forty percent at this moment.

Xue Thirteen was extremely unexpected, could it be that the Supreme Technique was so rebellious?

After fighting with the other party to extract the essence of his magic, it is equivalent to obtaining a part of the accumulation of years?

In fact, this is very understandable, all of the holy arts of others have been cultivated for decades and hundreds of years, and this is originally part of their own Dao Fruit. And Xue Thirteen's thousand-turned-supreme technique is too streamy~ rogue, looking straight for the essence, finding out the context, and stealing the essence of other people's spells.

As a result, every time his Supreme Technique changed by one point, the power was one point stronger, and the Dao Fruit was also deepened by one point.

This is probably why the descendants of the Desolate Clan let him practice this technique to make up for the lack of years.

At the same time, several major events took place during the day.

In the unicorn nest, there are patches of light sprinkled there, the void is covered with light and rain, the sound of the avenue is clear, and the scene is prosperous.

Song Lingyu and the little Qilin have successfully broken through and become holy.

The light on their bodies was as fierce as the sun, and their aura was incomparably terrifying, and the entire void was twisted.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth darkened, the thunder rolled, and the aura of oppression and destruction enveloped the place.

Apocalypse!

Mrs. Luo and the others were still happy a moment ago, but at this moment, their hearts were pinched.

The Saint Tribulation is extraordinary, not to mention that it is still a sensitive period of changes in heaven and earth, and it will not be good if it is targeted.

Soon, a huge whirlpool appeared in the sky, thunder flashed, and the smell of destruction became stronger and stronger.

Song Lingyu suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, and the light was a little bright.

She stood up and walked out first.

The two can't be together, otherwise if they cross the catastrophe together, the power will be superimposed several times, which is unimaginable.

The wind was raging, the sky was dark, and only the thunder of the huge sea of clouds whirlpool above became more and more dazzling.

Song Lingyu stood on a boulder in the Taixuan Forest, standing tall and elegant, wearing a blue long skirt fluttering, smart and detached.

Ka!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt fell without warning, and the water tank was thick and fierce.

I saw Song Lingyu not moving, her jade hand was lightly raised, and a blue and delicate divine sword appeared, she raised her sword so lightly, and suddenly the heavy sword qi turned into a storm and rolled backwards towards the sky, and it actually shattered the thunder in mid-air.

This......

After seeing this scene, everyone in the distance was stunned.

"How can it be so strong?"

Luo Xiaodie covered her mouth and said.

Although their strength is not as good as Song Lingyu's, they can clearly sense the power of the thunderstorm just now, and they can probably smash a star.

Even if the saint who has already attained the fruit position is faced, I am afraid that he may not be able to stop it, and Song Lingyu will be smashed with such a fluttering sword?

On the other side, the little unicorn also started the catastrophe.

It is rare for two saints to cross the catastrophe at the same time, which makes people sigh one after another.

A few years ago, saints were still rare, but I didn't expect that in a blink of an eye, there were actually two people around me who became holy.

The little unicorn was even more exaggerated, only to see the thunderbolt slash down, and a layer of purple flames rose from its petite body, directly incinerating the thunderbolt.

People were a little unable to understand what was in front of them, and some people were worried that the two saints would survive here, and whether the terrifying saint tribulation would sink the entire Taixuan Forest.

But now it doesn't even have the slightest bit of destructive power.

Next, the thunderbolts fell one after another, each stronger than the other, and the void shattered, and the heavens and the earth trembled.

Song Lingyu also couldn't maintain that indifferent posture, she volleyed into the air, and her agile posture turned, and her sword qi was tens of thousands of weights.

Her movements are light, natural and smooth, and her beautiful figure wields her sword, graceful and ethereal.

It can be seen that her sword is entwined with the power of thunder, and it is constantly being tempered to remove impurities, becoming more and more spiritual, and the power is getting stronger and stronger.

It must be known that this sword at this moment is integrated into the Earth Mother Cold Crystal that Xue Thirteen snatched from the Qiu family, which is the immortal material for refining immortal weapons.

And the little unicorn's petite body soared into the air, and the little claws continued to evolve one after another huge magic seals, which were powerful and suppressed the sky.

It's extremely strong, don't look like it's still a little small, but the body is really strong, and the blood is in the sky.

The various inheritance techniques of the Qilin clan reappear here, and there is light and rain everywhere, and there is glow everywhere.

Phew!

Unexpectedly, a crack opened in the center of the little guy's eyebrows, and a vertical eye appeared, bursting out of a monstrous beam, tearing two tribulation thunderbolts in a row, and the powerful one was a mess.

"This ...... Could this be the legendary unicorn method? It is said that it can see through the past and the present and the future, and its power is unpredictable. ”

Someone said with a shudder.

However, the last few thunderstorms are often the most terrifying, and as time goes by, the tribulation is nearing its end.

And Song Lingyu and the little Qilin were both traumatized, but their spirit was extremely strong.

In the end, under the tragedy, the two of them completely survived the baptism of the catastrophe, the beams of light on their bodies were soaring, and the saint Jingyuan was repairing the wounds of the body.

In the center of their eyebrows, there was a fruit mark that flashed away, which was the mark of a saint.

"Oh my God, it's so powerful. ”

"The aura on the palace master's wife is too domineering, where can it be compared to ordinary saints. ”

"The coercion is so terrifying that my primordial spirit is trembling. ”

"It's too fierce to be a little bit, and after the transformation, it becomes more and more like a nine-day fairy. ”

The people let out an exclamation, they knew that there would be two more overlords in the world.

Song Lingyu's body was as bright as water, hazy, and there was a vague blue phoenix manifestation behind her, divine majesty.

With the sanctification, her bloodline was stimulated again, and gradually something from the ancient lineage appeared, or what was sealed in the bloodline.

Song Lingyu was stunned, and there were small pictures flickering alternately in her mind.

There are huge creatures, like demon gods, there are powerful men who are in the world, old people mourn, children cry, and women scream......

It was a picture of killing, of blood and fire......

And the place in the picture is a piece of land that she has never seen before, very mysterious and sacred, like an ancient palace, very prosperous.

"Father, Mother......"

Song Lingyu closed her beautiful eyes slightly, her delicate face had a look of struggle and pain, and two lines of crystal tears had fallen from the corners of her eyes, and the whole person was very sad.

After a moment, she suddenly opened her eyes, and there was a cold and unforgiving look in them.

"The blood of the clansmen, the hatred of the clansmen, I will inherit it!"

She said expressionlessly, and her whole body was filled with a cold and piercing aura.

"Hehe, you've finally woken up......"

At this moment, a figure emerged from the void, it was a man, his breath was deep, and he felt extremely powerful.