Dark clouds cover the entire island, and the surrounding waters are not spared.

At a glance, the sky and the earth are dark.

As far as the eye can see, the sky is obscured.

Heaven and earth, as if in the clouds and thunder.

Qin Xianyu looked down at Qingli Sword and said with a slight smile: "This sword should be able to become a small success." ”

He opened his left hand, and thunder burst out from his palm.

The thunder tore through the sky and soared into the sky in an instant, as if turning into a thunder dragon, roaring and roaring.

The thunder entered the clouds, and suddenly the original thunder in the clouds was triggered, disrupting the original balance, and immediately the thunder rolled, and every dark cloud revealed thunder.

Thunder covers thousands of miles.

Then hundreds of millions of thunderbolts were fought together, coming in the same place, which was the place where Yuan Shoufeng retreated.

Qin Xianyu threw the sword and turned it into a sword light, forming a sword curtain, blocking the front.

Thunder is the power of heaven, and if you touch it, you will die.

And the sword curtain is transformed by the light of the sword.

A long needle can pierce a person's body, but when countless long needles are combined, it will turn into a steel plate, no longer sharp, only smooth, and cannot hurt people. But the sword light is different, one sword light can hurt people, and countless sword lights can still hurt people when they are condensed together.

The sword curtain where countless sword lights converge seems to be as peaceful as a thin mirror, but in fact it is countless sword lights, touching the sword curtain is like touching thousands of sword lights gathered together.

Thunder attacked, unstoppable, full of might, strong and domineering.

And the sword curtain seems to withstand the thunder attack, but in fact, it is also attacking and defending, attacking with countless sword lights.

The two-phase attack set off a huge momentum.

Qin Xianyu put his hands behind his back. His gaze was slightly condensed.

Ordinary thunder. He's not afraid. What if the thunder spreads thousands of miles?

With his current way, he can move mountains and reclaim the sea with a wave of his hand, or turn over rivers and seas, sink islands, make thousands of miles lifeless, and change the color of heaven and earth.

But this is no ordinary thunder, but a heavenly punishment!

......

Yuan Shoufeng is not an ordinary person, even now. All of them made him, the eight-turn earth immortal, feel extremely mysterious, unable to see through, unable to see clearly, only felt that there was a layer of fog on him all the time.

Such characters have now attracted heavenly punishment.

Qin Xianyu knew that this was because the innate gods had committed a heavenly accident, but there must be another reason. It's just that this is a matter that belongs to Yuan Shoufeng, he doesn't speak, and Qin Xianyu has no intention of asking.

Rather, it's a catastrophe. It made Qin Xianyu's mood more agitated.

Thunder is the power of heaven, for this. He also practiced the Five Thunder Righteous Method, and combined it with the palm thunder to condense into the Six Yang Realm Divine Thunder.

Now facing the catastrophe, countless rhymes are stirring, and many of the feelings in my heart are being broken and reborn.

......

Thousands of miles of thunder, gathered in one place, can almost pierce the void.

The sword curtain turned into a clear sword could no longer be supported, and it was shattered in an instant.

And this sword was trapped in the ocean of thunder.

The sword is gold, and gold can guide thunder, so the sword is covered with thunder.

However, thunder is a heavenly power, and it is a hot thing, which can be called thunder fire.

Fire Gram Gold.

The Qingli Sword is gradually dissolving.

The fire talisman carved inside lit up slightly.

At this moment, the avatar used its means to block the front, stopping the rest of the thunder. After all, he is the incarnation of Qin Xianyu, but his Dao Xing is also much higher than the ordinary Seven Turns Earth Immortal.

The thunder that this avatar blocked was only the aftermath that overflowed.

Although the sword curtain was damaged, the Qingli sword was still there.

The sword is in the thunder, almost melting, but it is still resisting the thunder, and even absorbing the thunder.

Because Qin Xianyu used great mana to depict the fire talisman in it, it was easy to absorb thunder and fire.

"Just wait to collect this thunder in the sky, presumably you can clear the sword and become a small success...... As for this sword masterpiece, it should be after my Dao Fetus achievement......"

Qin Xianyu groaned slightly, then raised his head and whispered, "Three calamities and nine tribulations...... How many can come?"

......

The wind is up.

It is conceived by Xunqi, so it is called Xunfeng.

The sea whipped up strong winds and a tsunami that almost wiped out the island.

Qin Xianyu used great mana to suppress the surrounding area and was not invaded by the tsunami.

However, the Xunfeng came from heaven and could not be resisted.

When the wind blows, the trees turn to ashes, regardless of whether they are leaves or torsos, all of them go with the wind, leaving no trace behind.

The wind blew again, and the rocks shattered and scattered into dust, and carried with the wind.

The cliff was blown by the wind, and it was shorter, and then the wind came again, and the cliff disappeared.

The wind blew across the earth, and the ground was scattered into ashes, and it went away with the wind.

Qin Xianyu saw that the wind was clear and colorless, and as it swept away all kinds of things, it gradually became turbid, the wind was not clear, the color was low and dark, yellow and black, and bruises and purples were accompanied.

Countless creatures on the desert island, such as tigers and wolves, are also trembling, such as deer and sheep, almost scared to death.

The wind blows, and then any living thing is also turned into ashes along with rocks, trees, and other things.

Some monsters barely calmed down, flapped their wings and flew high, only in an instant, they were blown away by the wind, and their bones were gone. There are monsters running around the land, trying to escape the wind, but to no avail.

However, there are some little demons who are good at drilling into the ground, so they throw themselves into the ground.

The wind blows three feet on the ground, and these little demons drill below three feet of the ground, barely dying, and those who are less than three feet old have all turned to ashes along with the soil and rocks.

But the wind has not stopped, and the crisis has not passed.

The first wind blows three feet to the ground, and the back wind also blows three feet.

The wind is endless.

Without someone to support it, sooner or later the island will be reduced to ashes.

Qin Xianyu thought for a moment, then suddenly closed his eyes.

The wind blew through his hair, shattering inch by inch, and then he used his mana to regrow his hair.

The Taoist robe was torn, and he turned a blind eye.

Xunfeng failed to turn him into ashes, but it blew this immortal with immortal roots and bones all over his body scarred and embarrassed.

But he still stood in place, not moving.

Like him in the wind, steady as a rock.

The thunder over there has stopped.

There is a sword hanging in the air, clear as water, like a wave of autumn, only the sword body one after another traces, like runes, shining blue and red luster, is thunder and fire.

Since then, the Qingli Sword has become a small success, even if it is in the hands of the Nine Turns Earth Immortal, it is also a rare treasure.

Qin Xianyu stretched out his hand and made a move, and the sword shook through the void and landed in his hand.

The wind blows wildly around him, blowing away countless things, whether living or dead.

The ground under his feet had been scraped off many feet, so Qin Xianyu was hanging in the air.

He was in the air, and the wind was still blowing, and he didn't move.

Only then did he see him raise his sword to the sky.

The wind is a strong wind, and it is also a Xun wind, blowing through the Qingli sword and dying the sword intent, it is the sword wind.

The sword wind blew, sharpening and sharpening, even more amazing than before.

Don't say that on this deserted island, even the sea outside, when the wind blows, it tears countless traces, like shredded blue cloth.

The traces of the sea did not stop, because the wind was endless, one after the other.

Qin Xianyu glanced up, and there was a faint dark red color in the clouds, circulating in the clouds, like magma condensation.

"Sword up!"

Qin Xianyu raised his sword upward.

Thousands of miles away.

The sword wind is rolling.

Rewind up!(To be continued.) )