Even though the ancient temple was full of treasures, Jia Jia and Ruan Siming were not at the point where they were interested in seeing wealth, and they did not move much about the things in the ancient temple, so the two withdrew from the ancient temple. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the moment of leaving the ancient temple, with a wonderful attraction, the two of them looked back almost instinctively, but saw that the ancient temple that was still beside them had disappeared: Can the long feet of the ancient temple run?

Ruan Siming saw that Jia Jia was in a good mood, and couldn't help but ask again: "Lian Zhenren, are you sure we can find that ancient temple?"

"If you have drawings, you shouldn't have a problem. Jia Jia replied, and then laughed at him, "Why, the two of us were able to find it by mistake first, and with this mechanism drawing, are you still afraid that you won't be able to find it?"

"It's the students who are overthinking. Ruan Siming hurriedly replied, and then jumped out of the water with Jia Jia, and the moment he climbed onto the beach, he saw that the sky, which had been cloudless at first, instantly darkened. This sudden change in the clear sky frightened Ruan Siming, and instinctively went to look at Jia Jia.

"Look at what I'm doing, it's not me, I haven't used the Spatial Spirit Root or the Heaven Replenishing Force. Jia Jia said, muttering a little uncertainly, "Someone should be crossing the catastrophe!"

As soon as the words fell, it seemed that in response to her words of "crossing the catastrophe", a long thunder pierced the entire dark void.

Jia Jia's eyes widened: the thunder that she could see with the naked eye slashed from this end of the sky to an unknown distance, and the long thunder was so wide that it crossed the entire canopy.

"God! The legendary Heaven-Breaking Thunder Tribulation!" Ruan Siming was so excited that he shouted, "I really want to go and see it!"

In the orthodox description of the Thunder Tribulation in the cultivation realm, this kind of Thunder Tribulation should be called "Ten Miles Long Thunder", but this name is not very imposing, and it is rarely mentioned. But don't look at this ten-mile long thunder doesn't sound good, in fact, its visual vision can be described as very shocking, as they just looked up and saw that the entire canopy was almost broken by the thunderstorm, this kind of deterrent power is not comparable to ordinary thunderstorms.

This is also a kind of high-level thunderstorm that may appear after the monk enters and exits the body, because the power of the thunder tribulation contained in this thunder tribulation is extraordinary and amazing, and most of the monks who usually respond to the ten-mile-long thunder tribulation are monks of the thunder root. Because of the extraordinary combat effectiveness of the Lei Linggen monks, even if the monks of the mutated spirit root are extremely rare, there are not a few Lei Linggen monks among the high-level monks who survived. The ten-mile-long thunder is a kind of thunder that the Lei Linggen monk will respond to after he goes out of the body, such as saying that the out-of-body entry into the Tibetan God, and the Tibetan God into and out of the dust.

Wait, Monk Lei Linggen's out-of-body entry into the Hidden God swept through Jiajia's heart, and soon a monk who completely met this point jumped out of his mind: Gu Lang!

"Let's take a look, and there's nothing going on. "Even if it's not Gu Lang, then it's very likely that it's the advanced monk of the East China Sea where the monks gather now, and when the time comes, it's good to hand over the jade slip to Mo Wen by the way.

It's easy to know where they are, just look for the direction of the thunderstorm.

After making up their minds, the two of them harnessed the flying swords one after the other and headed in the direction of the tribulation. Monk tribulations, especially high-level monk advanced tribulations, are rare, because every tribulation can cause a large number of monks to stop and watch, along the way, the two of them have encountered several groups of monks flying in the direction of the tribulation.

The hundreds of sky-high majesty in front of him were already within reach, and Jia Jia's heart was as bright as a mirror: this must be the place where monks from all walks of life gathered.

Didn't deliberately hide the power of his body, Jia Jia lowered the height of the flying sword, and soon saw a circle of monks who were automatically let out of the crowd, surrounded by several monks dressed in Kunlun sect uniforms, in the middle of a person in black clothes and gold belts, sitting alone with his eyes closed, an ink-colored long sword placed across his knees, even if he didn't see the front, but a single back Jia Jia recognized it: "It's senior brother!"

"Is it Gu Zhenren?" Ruan Siming's expression seemed to be much more excited than Jia Jia, "He is now in the late stage of his out-of-body life, then, doesn't that mean that he is going to enter the Tibetan God?"

"Not bad. Jia Jia smiled, both happy and a little disappointed, "Senior brother's words, there should be no problem, his realm is already extremely stable." ”

Miao Wuhua had also reminded Gu Lang several times before, and asked him to prepare for retreat and advancement, but he didn't expect that Gu Lang had not yet retreated, but he had advanced at this time, and seeing that he now had enough spiritual power in his body, he thought that under the first ten-mile long thunder, it did not cause any harm to Gu Lang.

In addition to Gu Lang, there were more than a dozen monks who also sat down cross-legged, closing their eyes and pranayama.

Under the ten-mile long thunder, the aftermath of the Heavenly Tribulation can be felt within a radius of ten miles, which is an excellent cultivation time for the Lei Linggen monks, and the more than a dozen monks who have the Lei Linggen present have all sat down, ready to rub the power of the ten-mile long thunder.

Jia Jia put down the flying sword, and at a glance, he saw Qin Ya standing not far from Gu Lang's side, and stepped forward and saluted: "Master!"

Being called by her like this, Qin Ya seemed to have just seen her, stretched out her hand to help her, and nodded to Ruan Siming who saluted Qin Ya behind Jia Jia by the way.

"I didn't expect that my senior brother would advance at this time, I saw the ten-mile thunder tribulation from afar, and I was uneasy, so I came over to take a look, but I didn't think it was really a senior brother. Jia Jia smiled and looked at Gu Lang in the field, the Demon Sword in front of him stopped in mid-air, as if preparing to meet the second thunderstorm.

"This natural progression is also a bit more beneficial than the deliberate impact of retreat. Qin Ya said and did not leave Gu Lang in the field, "In this situation, it would be a good thing if he could advance to my Kunlun." ”

After saying this, Qin Ya's eyes turned around coldly: Shushan aside, the monks of the Demon Dao and the East China Sea are all there, at this time, I am afraid that no one is willing to see Kunlun add one more Tibetan God monk, and they are ready to make a perfect posture: because it is inevitable that no one will interfere with it.

As he spoke, the second thunderstorm had arrived, and the Demon Sword jumped up and met the thunderstorm head-on. At this moment, Qin Ya's eyes suddenly narrowed, and then he shot like lightning, and everyone only heard a "ding-" sound, and then saw Qin Ya holding a silver needle between his fingers, and then looked coldly at a plain-clothed monk in the oblique thorn: "Fang Zhenren, what do you mean by this? Qin knows that you are good at hidden weapons, but you don't need to remind me again and again like this!"

The monk who was taken out by Qin Ya to speak cruelly was Fang Zhenren of the East China Sea Abbot Island, some time ago the East China Sea monk visited Kunlun, he was among them, Jia Jia was very impressed, I heard that this person is very good at secret weapons.

"Hehe, if you're really good at secret weapons, you love to engage in that sneaky little action, this bastard surnamed Fang is so shameless, it seems to be the style of my demon monk!" A female cultivator dressed in red covered her mouth and snickered, for this person, Jia Jia also has a fate, in the past, she was influenced by the magic clothes, and she had seen her when she broke into the Hehuan Sect, and her cultivation was also to the Tibetan God, but this sentence really didn't know whether to praise that Fang Zhenren or damage that Fang Zhenren.

Fang Zhenren's face is not ordinarily thick, and after a "hehe" smile, he sneered: "Slippery hands, hahaha!"

It's just that this laughter stopped abruptly halfway, Fang Zhenren smiled and turned sideways slightly: "Fu Qingniu, what do you mean by this?"

With his reprimand, everyone saw Fu Qingniu's figure appear from behind Fang Zhenren, and they didn't know when to move, Fu Qingniu, who had a rigid face, looked bitter and hateful, and a little difficult to deal with: "The thief surnamed Fang, I think you have itchy hands!"

After saying that, Fang Zhenren frowned when he heard the sound of "Ka Cha", and then everyone saw that his right elbow was bent in a strange posture.

Fu Qingniu, this dead old man, is real!

This was the reaction in the hearts of all the monks of all the sects present except Kunlun.

Seeing this, Jia Jia was really surprised and delighted: no matter how unlikable Fu Qingniu is, it doesn't matter how many words collide with her, it doesn't matter if she rolls her eyes at her regardless of everyone's face, there is one thing that she didn't say, that is, Qin Ya and Gu Lang are really fist-fighting, and they really didn't say it.

Of course, this is also why Fang Zhenren didn't expect Fu Qingniu to be so faceless for a while, he sneered twice, and everyone saw that Fang Qingniu's intact hand touched the elbow that had been removed, and there was another "card rub" The strange posture recovered.

Although the appearance of sneering and groaning made everyone admire the "demeanor" of Fang Zhenren, it also made the scene fall into an extremely strange atmosphere for a while.

Because Fang Zhenren "risked his life" and broke his elbow once, the restless monks present temporarily calmed down a lot.

After the second tribulation, Gu Lang closed his eyes and still didn't move at all, it can be said that the head of this tribulation was really good.

The third Heavenly Tribulation followed, and it was still a ten-mile-long thunder, but there were some signs of thickening, and the sky was large and white. The pale color shone on the faces of the surrounding group cultivators, and it also showed a bit of a sense of slaughter.

The fourth heavenly tribulation was slashed again, and the Demon Sword circled around Gu Lang, and the flexible appearance made everyone sigh again: "It's really a good sword!"

In the blink of an eye, the fifth heavenly tribulation had fallen, and everyone's divine consciousness swept around Gu Lang's body unabashedly, and under the five heavenly tribulations, there was no injury, which really made the Kunlun monks present involuntarily show a little joy on their faces.

The sixth heavenly tribulation came across ten miles again, and the moment it illuminated the entire dark sky, a sudden change occurred, and a slender finger sword stabbed at Gu Lang, this finger sword did not use any method to hide the traces, and it only appeared when it came to Gu Lang, the group of cultivators was shocked, and the Kunlun monks were caught off guard.

When the monks of the other sects who were watching were surprised, there was a subtle sense of joy in their hearts, but it was up to the Kunlun monks to respond.

Fu Qingniu's eyes widened even more angrily: "Damn, how dare a thief?"

"It has nothing to do with me!" Almost at the same moment, Fang Zhenren hurriedly explained: he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic, but he would never do the stupid thing of pulling up a sect's hatred by one person!

There are so many things that have happened at this moment that it is difficult to explain them in one word: Fu Qingniu was roaring and questioning, Fang Zhenren jumped out to explain, Qin Ya wanted to step forward to stop the finger sword, Li Wangzhen's eyes flashed slightly, and he waved his hand to restrain the Shushan monk who wanted to move, and the group cultivators of the Hehuan Sect laughed heartily......

Jia Jia only felt that it was difficult to explain, but Gu Lang, the center of the group cultivator's attention, opened his eyes at this time, and Jia Jia only felt that the surrounding scene seemed to be dyed with a layer of black in an instant, and there were countless inaudible sounds of flying swords fighting in his ears, it was the sword mound! The sword mound that Gu Lang cultivated appeared in front of the group cultivators again.

It can't be seen with the naked eye, only the slight sound of contention in the ears reminds everyone not to move around, and there are invisible long swords all around.

Only one person in the middle sat alone, looking up at the baptism of thunder that was ten miles long.

Under the sword mound, the ten-mile long thunder was turned into countless thunderous swords by the sword rain and fell, this extremely magnificent sword and thunder rain fell, Jia Jia stood aside, watching the thunder roar in unison, his hands felt the existence of the heavenly tribulation, and the hand of the heavenly tribulation trembled slightly.

Suddenly, I heard someone shouting: "Someone has an epiphany!"

"Brother Lei Lingen is really lucky!"

"I also have a forehead light here, and it seems that I have also benefited from this sword thunderstorm. ”

"I have it here. ”

......

Listening to the shouts one after another, there was the disdain of the Xuan Ling in the dantian, and the pitiful sigh of Ruan Siming on the side: "It's a pity, I also want Lei Linggen to have an epiphany." ”

Jia Jia smiled, and just as he was about to speak, the aura of the surrounding space swept in, and this sudden change made Jia Jia and Ruan Siming beside him make a soft "huh" sound almost at the same time, and then looked to the side, but saw Qin Ya next to him sit down at some point, the sword qi above his head was horizontal, and another space was opened up in Gu Lang's sword shrine, and Jia Jia beside him clearly felt the spiritual power overflowing in his body, this change, she was stunned when she saw it: Shizun had an epiphany?

Yes, Qin Ya is also a single Lei Linggen, how could she forget.

When Qin Ya sat down cross-legged, the surroundings were even quieter: Qin Ya's cultivation was very clear to everyone, and now that he did such actions, how could he still think about it: this is clearly his early stage of Tibetan God and is about to enter the middle stage of Tibetan God.

At the same time, Fu Qingniu's face was more happy, and the whole person looked around tightly like a fighting bull.

Seeing this, Fang Zhenren, who had just explained, couldn't help but sigh, and said with a little unpleasantness: "Monk Kunlun is lucky!"

And Wei Dong, the Kunlun Tibetan God Monk who was present at the same time, also took a few steps forward and walked to Qin Ya Gu Lang's side to guard it: Qin Ya didn't need him to protect the Dharma for Patron Lang here, but now, Qin Ya herself has gained an epiphany advancement, and she can be said to be too busy to take care of herself, how can she protect Gu Lang? Fu Qingniu was taking care of the surrounding monks, and it was inevitable that he would not be able to do something, and the burden would naturally fall on him.

Some of the monks on the lookers chuckled, and everyone followed the prestige, but saw that it was Zhen Yirou, who was known as the fairy of clever words among the two famous double monks of the Hehuan Sect, she laughed, narrowed her eyes, but said to a monk behind her: "Oh, Jing Yunting, Qin Ya has advanced, you also have to add some oil!"

There were no real stupid people here, and Zhen Yirou's sudden voice made the eyes of the onlookers light up: I had heard that the high-ranking monks in the Hehuan Sect were fighting, but now looking at this bright sarcasm, it seems that the rumors are not groundless! )