The sword spirit is gone, and the suffocating coercion is also gone.

Long Batian was dressed in green clothes and fluttered, and his long golden hair was floating in his mind.

Suddenly, he looked at Lin Fan in the immortal ladder, his eyes full of irrepressible greed.

This son is a pure dragon spirit, even if he steps into the realm of breaking the void, he can't compare, if he can get it, practice it into a dragon pill, and let the dragon dance devour it, then the first real dragon clan on Sirius will be born.

Then the whole continent will tremble at its feet.

His cheeks were slightly red at the thought of the wonderful, as if he was already the overlord of this Sirius.

The fingers in the big sleeve moved slightly, and a pitch-black small tripod appeared in front of him.

This tripod is ancient and vicissitudes, and it is the dragon dance that won the Fengtian tripod from Lin Fan.

Long Batian turned Xiao Ding on his fingertips, and although he used his own essence blood to refine it, he couldn't control it all.

It seemed that something in Dingzhong was resisting him.

But that's not a big deal, just use this tripod to train Lin Fan into a Ascending Dragon Pill, which will definitely make the Dan product a few grades.

Just when Long Batian was secretly calculating, the wind and clouds above Bulao Mountain suddenly changed.

Dark clouds covered the sky, countless lightning roared,

The entire sky gradually dimmed, and the thunder and lightning that broke through the sky gathered towards the Immortal Mountain under the wrapping of the clouds.

The sky was full of clouds, like a huge wave rolling black clouds mixed with the breath of death.

"Could it be that someone wants to cross the catastrophe?".

Countless monks in the Immortal Mountain were stunned as they looked at the thunderclouds above the sky.

Looking at this calamity, there are hundreds of miles in a radius, and it is clearly the Yuanying tribulation that only existed when the monk broke through the Yuan Infant.

The wind was raging, the rain was pouring down, and the Yuan Infant Monks in mid-air hurriedly withdrew from the range of the clouds.

Tianwei has no eyes, and he is not careful for fear that he will not be implicated in the robbery.

One after another, the figures flickered, and they didn't dare to stay for half a moment.

On the edge of the clouds, Feng Wuxian looked anxious, and he stared at Wu Qianshu, who stepped on the stone steps of Yuanying with one foot, and sighed.

"How can the catastrophe of the Yuan Infant be lightly crossed, without all preparations, it is like sending him to death, could it be that the genius of my Sword Sect is going to die like this?"

His face was full of regret, his eyes were full of distress, but how could the clouds dissipate easily when the calamity was coming, and it depended on his fate whether he lived or died.

He stomped his foot hard, and the wind walked away without a trace.

At this time, Wu Qianshu's black hair gradually turned blood red, and he stepped on the stone steps of the peak of Jindan slowly.

After a thunderous "boom", Wu Qianshu roared in the sky, and the whole person stood straight on the stone steps of Yuanying.

The dark clouds tumbled like boiling water, and a furious bolt of lightning fell from the sky.

Countless people's eyes flashed white, and the lightning with the thickness of their arms struck Wu Qianshu in the Immortal Ladder like a spear.

Wu Qianshu's face was calm at this time, and his dark eyes did not have a trace of waves.

He looked at the lightning that arrived in an instant, and there was no trace of evasion or resistance, only muttering to himself.

"I killed my brother with my own hands for the sake of cultivation, no matter what the world thinks of me, I deserve a blow from heaven, and I should be able to cut off this cause and effect, if I don't die, I don't owe it!"

The lightning that broke through the sky flashed, and in the lightning, one of Wu Qianshu's arms flew high.

His body flickered, and his face suddenly turned extremely pale, with only a few traces of scarlet in his dark pupils.

The arm that flew high in his eyes rolled in the air, and disappeared into a handful of flying ash before he landed.

The torrential rain was pouring down, and Wu Qianshu had a hint of relief on his face, and his golden pill aura suddenly changed.

Before countless raindrops could fall on his slender body, they were bounced away by the coercion that he leaked out.

At this time, his breath was actually changing to Yuan Ying.

"Hahaha!"

Wu Qianshu straightened his body, raised his smile and smiled, and his broken arm was scorched.

The laughter was filled with endless disdain, as if mocking the Tribulation for being so incompetent that it could not kill him with a single blow.

In his long laughter, the dark clouds were like huge waves, and a scorching white thunder appeared.

The roaring thunder set off a huge ripple in the sky, and in the center of the ripple, lightning struck out an air hole several feet thick.

"I, Wu Qianshu, am by no means a good person, I killed my wife with my own hands for cultivation, and I should understand the cause and effect!"

After speaking, he puffed up his chest to meet the thunder.

The lightning flickered, and the long thunderbolt pierced his heart like a peerless sword.

Wu Qianshu stumbled under his feet and almost fell to the ground, and a hole the size of a bowl appeared in his heart.

Through the hole, one of the golden drops of blood could be seen flickering, but there was no trace of a heart in his heart.

"He didn't have the heart?"

"This person can survive without a heart, and the Flying Immortal Sword Sect is really unfathomable!".

"What kind of kung fu is he practicing, and he is so domineering?".

"In order not to resist the thunderstorm, he only used his body to fight, which is clearly seeking death!"

Outside the clouds, many Yuanying monks were dumbfounded, and one by one they looked at Feng Wuxi, who was also puzzled.

At this time, Feng Wuxian was also shocked, he had never seen such a method of crossing the tribulation, the transparent hole in Wu Qianshu's chest made him not know how to explain it.

With difficulty stabilizing his swaying body, Wu Qianshu's pitch-black pupils were scarlet at this time.

He looked at the clouds above the sky with scarlet eyes and roared, "If you can't kill me in one blow, I will cut you off in two."

The clouds in the sky were shattered, and among the tumbling clouds, a scarlet lightning burst out.

A breath of destruction made the onlookers retreat again in a panic.

The world-destroying thunder, this is the thunder that the monk will only have when he steps into the void, why does he, a monk who has just broken through the primordial infant, have this thunder coming?

Wu Qianshu sat cross-legged on the ground, his eyes closed.

"My Wu Qianshu has been cared for by my father since I was a child, all the way to shield me from the wind and rain, and finally he personally ripped out his own golden pill, without him there would be no me Wu Qianshu today, deserve the punishment of this thunder, and from then on there is no cause and effect!".

"If you can not die, when the Taishang forgets love, I don't have anything to do with him, I want to cut off the love first, and from then on there is no mercy and no desire, just for eternal life!"

"Boom"

There was an earth-shattering bang, and in countless eyes, Wu Qianshu's body was annihilated by the scarlet world-destroying thunder.

A huge pit appeared in the Immortal Ladder, and countless scarlet electric lights flashed in the pit.

Feng Wuxian looked sorry, and just as he was about to speak, he saw a cloud of Yin Hong's smoke rising from the huge pit.

Countless world-destroying thunders that had not yet dispersed in a hurry were shrouded in this smoke and quickly disappeared.

"The extreme of the sky, north and south, east and west, there is no other reason for each other."

A gentle singing voice faintly came, and in the horrified eyes of everyone, the smoke of Yin Hong turned into a peerless woman.

She looked lovesick, held the scarlet thunder in the palm of her hand, and sang softly in her mouth.

In just a few breaths, Wu Qianshu's slender body slowly appeared in the woman's palm.

Countless world-destroying thunderbolts merged into his gradually emerging body.

The woman's slender hand gently brushed Wu Qianshu's fair cheeks, and his closed pupils suddenly opened.

A scarlet gaze flashed through the sky like thunder and lightning, and with a wave of his hand, a bright red gown draped over his naked body, a robe that was only worn at weddings.

He was half-leaning in the woman's arms, and a hundred zhang sword light broke out from his fingertips.

The sword light was scarlet, like the thunder of annihilation, and the clouds on the sky were divided into two under his sword.

A bright ray of sunlight shone through the clouds that had been divided into two sections on Wu Qianshu's white cheeks.

The clouds disappeared, and his eyes were scarlet, cold and merciless.

"Heaven and earth are ruthless and can decide the life and death of monks, and my ruthlessness can kill the life of heaven and earth! Lin Fan, I, Wu Qianshu, are waiting for you to fight, do you dare to come!".