When the main lord appeared, the speed of the thunder tribulation surge accelerated, and the tribulation clouds in a radius of thousands of miles began to shrink rapidly, and at the same time, the center of the tribulation clouds began to rotate.

Xing Tian and the others also came to the outside of the ancestral land at this time, looking up at Qiyuan who was standing in the void.

At this time, the first thunderstorm had already begun to brew, and the Qilin clan elders who were following Xingtian and the others below had a worried look on their faces.

"Lord Xingtian, that's it, the young patriarch will be fine!"

"Don't worry, Qiyuan knows it. Without waiting for Xingtian to speak, Qi Qian interjected on the side.

"Presumptuous, Qiyuan is what you call it. However, Qi Zhen was unhappy and yelled at his son directly.

"Don't worry about this, although Qiyuan is the patriarch of the Qilin clan, he is also my apprentice of Xingtian. After being reprimanded by Qi Zhen, Xing Tian hurriedly stood up, otherwise the majesty of Senior Brother Qi Qian would be destroyed by Qi Zhen.

As soon as Xing Tian opened his mouth, Qi Zhen stopped talking. Xingtian, as Zu Qi's second brother, is also Qiyuan's uncle, and he is also Qiyuan's master.

As Qi Yuan's closest person in this world, Xing Tian's status is no less than that of Zu Qi in Qi Yuan's heart. Therefore, as soon as Xingtian opened his mouth, this matter was settled.

"However, Qi Qian, Qi Ben, although you are senior brothers, that was when you were in West Kunlun. Once the matter involves the Qilin Clan, you need to recognize your identity, and at that time you are no longer a senior brother, understand?"

Xingtian naturally did not maintain the majesty of Senior Brother Qiqian, forgot the identity of the patriarch of Qiyuan, and followed a reprimand, sounding the alarm bell for Qiqian and Qiben.

"Yes, Master!" the two of them did not feel disobedient to Xingtian's words, and obediently lowered their eyebrows and agreed.

Just below this, Xingtian calmed down a turmoil, and in the void, Qiyuan finally made a move.

I saw him, after a moment of silence, suddenly cooperated with the basic footwork and practiced the basic stick technique learned from Qi Ben.

"Hey, how did the junior brother practice the basic footwork and stick technique? This is what Qi Ben is most familiar with, so he can see it at a glance and can't help but be curious.

"Second Senior Brother, have you forgotten that if you want to cultivate the Qinglian Sword Song, you need to forget all the moves you learned before?" Qi Qian couldn't help but complain when he heard this.

"Senior brother, I know this, but don't I forget it? Why do you want to contact, isn't this deepening memory?" Qi Ben respects Qi Qian very much, but the two like to quarrel.

"It's not about nostalgia and then forgetting. "When Qi Qian lies and talks nonsense, he really doesn't blush, he likes to talk serious nonsense!

"......" Qi Ben was speechless for a moment, and he didn't want to deal with his senior brother directly.

"You two, give me a good look and study!" For his two apprentices who are very good at letting go of themselves in private, Xingtian will never stop them.

The practice of basic footwork and stick technique was very fast, and although Qi Yuan did not have a stick in his hand, he still used that kind of spirit.

"Click~!"

At this time, the first thunderstorm was brewed, and it was chopped down.

"Boom!"

Qiyuan didn't have any protection, didn't use internal force and weapons, and just accepted the first thunder tribulation.

For a moment, Qi Yuan's body stiffened, and his face was very hideous at that moment.

Burst!

A mouthful of blood spurted out, Qi Yuan raised his right hand and wiped the corners of his mouth, and in his heart, the information that originally belonged to the basic footwork and stick technique, as well as the instinct formed by the body after a long period of practice, disappeared without a trace at this moment.

The thunder tribulation continued to brew, and Qiyuan once again danced in the void. This time, Qi Yuan used the Seven Wounds Fist, which he learned from Lu Wu.

In the martial arts training ground of West Kunlun, Lu Wu's eyes crossed the void, looking at Qiyuan standing in the sky, his resolute eyes couldn't help but tremble at this moment, he took a deep breath and muttered, "Just let me accompany you to practice." After finishing speaking, Lu Wu's body was synchronized with Qi Yuan's body, and the shouting sound was accompanied by a set of Seven Injuries Fist practice.

"Click~!"

When Qi Yuan finished practicing the Seven Wounds Fist, the calamity clouds in the sky shrank, and a tribulation thunder followed and slashed down.

This time, Qiyuan still didn't have any resistance, and let the thunder split directly on his body.

"Boom!"

The power of the thunder increased, and Qiyuan was split back half a step, but he stubbornly stopped wanting to continue to retreat.

Burst~!

A mouthful of blood spurted out again, and this time, everyone could see a pale appearance on Qi Yuan's face, obviously he had been injured after two hard resistances, but his eyes were still resolute.

Call!

With a light breath, Qi Yuan's body moved again, this time with a set of marksmanship.

"Overlord Gun!" Below, Qi Qian looked at his little junior brother, and his mouth pursed to highlight such a sentence.

The Qiben on the side also saw that the Qiyuan in the sky was not a review of kung fu, but a practice, awakening the dual memory of kung fu in the heart and body, and then borrowing the power of thunder tribulation to forcibly strip it away.

"Master!" Shang Yang couldn't stand it anymore, she looked at Xingtian, her expression was full of unbearable pleading.

But Xing Tian didn't seem to feel it, and said coldly: "Cultivation is a life of nine deaths, as long as you can achieve your goal, even if you suffer some flesh and skin?" Speaking of this, Xing Tian paused and said: "Qiyuan is very small, he has been living under our protection, this is just a small ordeal, if he can't even stick to this, I think this Qilin patriarch position, let's choose a new one!"

Xingtian's words instantly blocked everyone who wanted to say love. At the same time, the elders of the Qilin clan also understood Xingtian's good intentions.

Indeed, although you will be injured if you resist the clouds, you won't be fatal for the time being! If you can't bear this small injury or pain, how can you afford the current Qilin Clan.

Thinking of this, everyone stopped talking, and silently looked at the sky, looking at Qiyuan, who was ravaged by thunder.

"Click~!"

After practicing the overlord gun in Qiyuan, the third thunder fell.

This time, the size of the raider has been doubled. The first thunderbolt is only the thickness of a thumb, the second is no more than the thickness of a thigh, and the third is directly waist thick, up to two meters long.

"Boom!"

Qi Yuan was directly split three steps back, and finally knelt on the ground, coughing up three mouthfuls of blood in his mouth.

"Ahem, ahem!"

Qi Yuan's breath was a little uneven, and he coughed dryly in the air, and spit out another mouthful of blood by the way.

However, after straightening out his breathing, he stood up step by step, staring at the clouds fearlessly, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes.

"Tai Chi!"

This time, there were many people who spoke, including those who had participated in the West Kunlun Spirit Fruit Conference, and the Tai Chi of Xingtian made them dare not forget, and every time they thought of it, they would be dominated by fear and shock.

The clouds began to brew, and by this time the clouds had shrunk to a radius of thousands of miles. But the range of the cloud robbery decreased, but its power and majesty became more and more intense, and both Qi Qian and Qi Ben felt a palpitation.

couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all saw the bottom of each other's eyes, a touch of worry that could not be dissolved.