Under the cliff, Ling Hu Heng had a bitter word in his heart, and the three spiritual power barriers that he had worked so hard to arrange were wiped out under the bombardment of the first heavenly thunder. Yu Lei also slashed straight down on Ling Hu Heng's body, and the electricity made Hu Heng's whole body numb. This made Ling Huheng have an urge to scold his mother: "Thief God, are you embarrassing me! Others are tribulating, three spiritual power barriers are enough to resist two heavenly thunders, and my three barriers and one heavenly thunder can't resist them!"

Depressed to depressed, Ling Hu Heng still didn't dare to slack off, while the second heavenly thunder had not fallen, Ling Hu Heng stiffly supported his numb body, desperately spent half of his spiritual power, and laid down five barriers again, and scolded fiercely in his heart: "Thief God, come again if you have the ability!"

The fifth barrier had just been laid out, and the electric light in the dark clouds began to "crackle" again, and before Ling Hu Heng could make mental preparations, a heavenly thunder that was three points thicker than the first heavenly thunder slammed down, impartial, and smashed right above Ling Hu Heng's head. Only a loud "boom" was heard, and the five barriers that Ling Hu Heng had painstakingly laid were wiped out again, and the residual thunder once again fell on Ling Hu Heng's body, making him feel the taste of paralysis all over his body.

Ling Hu Heng was chopped by Yu Thunder and even his consciousness paused, fortunately, his body that had been transformed by spiritual power was still quite strong, otherwise, Ling Hu Heng carried the heavenly thunder with a mortal body, and it would be a strange thing not to die. After a while, the paralysis gradually receded, so that Hu Heng didn't have time to scold, and hurriedly used his whole body spiritual power again, and tried his whole body to resist the last thunder, after all, this is not a joke, if you are not careful, your life will be explained here. This thunder tribulation is an unpredictable heavenly might, even if you hide to the ends of the earth, the thunder tribulation will also find you, mercilessly a few heavenly thunders fall, if you can resist it, it will naturally be the ancestral tomb smoking; if you can't resist, you can only sigh your own fate.

There are three heavenly thunders in the Yuan infant stage, and the number of heavenly thunders will increase by three more for each promotion, and in the Mahayana period, the number of heavenly thunders is full of fifteen, and if you want to soar, you need to cross eighteen heavenly thunders to fly into the immortal realm.

Ling Hu Heng didn't have time to think about the ascension, the three heavenly thunders in front of him had already made him want to die, where could he take care of anything else? Let's get through the thunder tribulation in front of him first! I saw that Ling Hu Heng took advantage of the gap where the third thunder tribulation fell, and laid spiritual power barriers one after another, can it be clothed one by one! This is the truest thought in Ling Hu Heng's heart, who doesn't want to live forever? But the thunder tribulation in front of him really made Ling Hu Heng feel powerless for a while, and he was about to lose his Dao heart, so he almost didn't disarm and surrender.

After finally exhausting a trace of spiritual power, Hu Heng lay on the ground, so tired that he didn't want to move, quietly waiting for the thunder to fall, and quietly watching himself perish in the thunderstorm at that moment.

In the dark clouds, a lightning storm was slowly brewing, as if it was about to destroy Ling Hu Heng in one fell swoop. A wry smile appeared at the corner of Linghu Heng's mouth, and he thought to himself: "Father-in-law, I'm sorry, Heng'er is useless, I can't even survive the Yuanying Tribulation, I'm going to die soon, and it's really unfilial to let you down and send me to the Ancient Sword Sect!" Old Taoist, I know you're good to me, but I don't have time to listen to you once, as soon as the thunder tribulation falls, I'm going to turn into dust......, right? The thunder tribulation brewed for a long time, and finally fell down with an irresistible momentum, Ling Hu Heng smiled and looked at the wonderful electric light, watching it bombard the barriers laid by Ling Hu Heng one by one, and in the blink of an eye, the thunder had already blasted the last barrier, and Ling Hu Heng still didn't want to move, because he knew that no one could save him at this moment......

Just when the thunder touched him, he felt that his surroundings were dark, and he seemed to have fallen into an abyss, and the whole person fell into a deep coma......

Ling Hu Heng was in a coma, but the tall and short old men who were watching on the cliff looked at this scene, and originally thought that Ling Hu Heng was about to finish, but suddenly saw an incredible scene: Ling Hu Heng's eyes suddenly spewed out two rays of light, one blue and one red, the left eye was blue, and the right eye was red......

The tall and short old men were so shocked that they couldn't hold their tongues and looked at each other. The short old man cried out, "This ...... What is this?"

The old man also looked at the blue light that flew straight for nine days in a daze, and muttered, "Is it ......?"

The old man asked eagerly, "Senior brother, do you know what is going on with this kid?"

The old man retracted his eyes looking at the sky, looked at Ling Huheng, who was surrounded by red light, and said uncertainly: "If I remember correctly, this kid should be the one who should be lucky!"

The old man was puzzled and asked, "What kind of person should be lucky?"

The old man seemed to fall into a memory, and said to himself: "I still remember, fifty years ago, when the master was chatting with our disciples, he said one thing, an old man who can foresee five thousand years of magic machine once predicted, 'Blue and red double light, the world is in chaos!', I only thought that the master was just talking to relieve boredom, but I didn't expect to see the blue and red double light today!"

The old man said, "Could it be that this kid is the man?"

The old man retracted his thoughts from his memories and said, "Nine times out of ten!"

The short old man said, "What does the 'chaos in the world' mean?"

The old man shook his head and said, "Master said that the old man of the god machine did not say it explicitly, but only said that the fate of the person who was fulfilled was not up to him but to the sky, sure enough!" Obviously, the old man Gao was referring to Ling Huheng, who was unconscious.

The short old man sighed and said, "Then this kid is miserable enough, don't think about having a good life in the future." Senior brother, shall we go down and help him?"

The old man shook his head and said, "His life is only up to the heavens, not to him, and if he dies like this, it means that he is not the one who has fulfilled it." At this point, both men fell silent......

I don't know how long it took for Ling Hu Heng to wake up slowly, very strange, the whole body is warm but there is no trace of aura. Ling Hu Heng thought back to what happened before he fell into a coma, pinched himself in disbelief, and screamed in pain: "Pain, pain, pain! It turns out that I really didn't die, no, I was obviously hit by the thunder!"

It turned out that Ling Hu Hengyi looked inward, and the original Jin Dan was gone, replaced by a little doll less than the size of a thumb that was seven or eight points similar to him, staying quietly in the dantian, absorbing the aura for a while, and slowly transforming it into spiritual power.

Ling Hu Heng thought about the situation of the tribulation carefully, obviously he couldn't even survive the thunder tribulation, but at this moment, he had already formed a primordial baby, and even the four major heart demon tribulations of "love, hate, affection, and hatred" had also been passed, how could this not shock Ling Hu Heng?

But after thinking about it, Ling Hu Heng didn't understand what happened in the middle, and in the end he had no choice but to stop it. After returning to the hut, Ling Huheng immediately sat cross-legged and recovered his spiritual power, and this cultivation was another night......

The years of cultivation always pass in a hurry, in the blink of an eye, it has been two years ago that he was punished by the head of the sect to face the wall, and this is already Ling Hu Heng's seventh year in the ancient sword sect, he is now a sixteen-year-old boy, his height is comparable to Wu Zhen, but his body is weak, if it weren't for the clothes of the ancient sword sect, everyone would regard him as a scholar with good manners. Wu Zhen was busy teaching the palm technique taught by the short old man to all the juniors and disciples who had entered the sect later, and he was running around all day long. And Lan Yan has to supervise Yue'er's cultivation of the Imperial Sword Technique, and the number of visits to the door in the past year has been very small, so that the old man can't cultivate with peace of mind, and he has a cold face all day long, as if someone owes him money.

On this day, the old man handed a letter to Ling Huheng and asked him to bring it to Lan Yan. Linghu Heng, who had not moved around for a long time, had long been itching, so he naturally agreed. After taking the letter, he flew towards Yaolu Pavilion with his sword.

Along the way, watching the white clouds being quickly left behind, Ling Hu Heng was in a good mood, and couldn't help humming an out-of-tune tune. After a while, Yaolu Pavilion was already faintly in sight. Suddenly, Ling Hu Heng's eyes found something very unusual: the entire Yaolu Pavilion was quiet, not as full of fairy bell-like Yingge Yan as in the past, and the surrounding scenery seemed to have traces of fighting. Ling Hu Heng felt that there was something wrong, and he didn't dare to hold it up, so he found a hidden corner and landed slowly, and then let go of his perception, and after learning that there was no danger around, he carefully explored the piece of land that seemed to have been burned by the fire and blackened. Ling Hu Heng was in a hurry, and hurriedly ran to Yaolutan.

Before arriving at Yaolu Pond, Ling Hu Heng was already shocked by the puddles of blood on the ground that had not yet dried, although he already knew in his heart that there might really be someone in the Demon Dao who had invaded, although he didn't know how the people in the Demon Dao broke through the Ten Thousand Swords Ancient Array, but the bloodstains in front of him had already shown the severity of the matter. Facing the people in the demon path for the first time, Hu Heng was a little apprehensive in his heart, and there was also twelve points of caution.

Raising his feet and landing gently, Ling Hu Heng approached Yaolutan step by step. Before he came to Yaolutan, Ling Huheng heard a rough voice: "Hahaha, Blue Fairy, what if you let your swordsmanship dominate the world?" Your obedient disciple is in my hands, if you promise to give me a divine fish, I will naturally let her go, otherwise, hehe, such a beautiful little beauty is going to die of incense, although the old man can't bear to do this spicy thing to destroy flowers, but if you don't go to the Tao......"

"Master, save my ......" The voice suddenly retracted, obviously restrained, Ling Hu Heng recognized this voice, who was the little witch named Yue'er?

"Red-haired demon refining, if you dare to touch a single hair of my apprentice, you don't want to get out of this Yaolu Pavilion!" There was a chill in the words, but who was it not Blue Smoke?

Ling Hu Heng said secretly: "Oh no, the little witch has been arrested, if I go back to report the news at this time, I will definitely alarm the demon inside, this demon dares to break into the ancient sword sect single-handedly, he must be a person with advanced skills, and he has completely penetrated the ten thousand swords ancient array, so he has no fear, what should I do?" For a while, Ling Hu Heng, who was known as the most ghost ideas, was also hesitant and couldn't think of a good way.

Suddenly, Ling Hu Heng saw that in a boudoir in the building of Yaolu Pavilion, a mirror was reflecting the sunlight, Ling Hu Heng's eyes lit up, and he said happily in his heart: "There is!" With a movement of his heart, Ling Hu Heng restrained his breath and slowly moved towards Yaolu Pavilion, afraid that one would accidentally alarm the red-haired demon refiner.

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