Just now, Ning Lin was afraid that something would happen to Xian'er, so he hugged him tightly. But the two of them were not even spared in the dragon skin inner armor in the catastrophe, and their clothes were already in tatters, and under this hug, it was inevitable that they would go on a blind date. Xian'er writhed, and Ning Lin felt as if a silky silk horse had slid over him, and it was fragrant!

Seeing Ning Lin's red face, Xian'er reached out to touch Ning Lin's face and said with concern: "Are you injured?"

"No, it's okay!" Ning Lin hurriedly let go of Xian'er as if he was holding a hot yam, and stretched out his hand to take out a robe from the divine consciousness space and drape it on Xian'er.

"Giggle...... Xian'er chuckled, her voice as clear as a silver bell! She never thought that her seemingly omnipotent master would blush one day!

Xian'er had already been touched by Ning Lin all over her body a few years ago, and recognized Ning Lin as the master, and it was impossible to leave Ning Lin in this life, so she had already been prepared. And she is a fierce beast transformation, straightforward by nature, took a step forward, took Ning Lin's big hand, put it on her waist, looked at Ning Lin and whispered: "Is it soft?"

Ning Lin nodded in a ghostly manner!

"Hmph, rascal!" Xian'er pinched Ning Lin fiercely, scolded him, turned around and ran away!

Ning Lin touched the place where he was pinched, but he didn't react for a long time! Obviously, Xian'er grabbed his hand and put it on, why did he pinch himself? No wonder they all say that girls think boys, don't guess!

Xian'er left Ning Lin, didn't care about changing into a skirt, took out her sword and looked up and down carefully!

The sword that has experienced the thunder tribulation has been connected to the fairy's mind, and it is waved at will, it is as flexible as an arm and finger, without the slightest sense of jerky!

"From now on, I'll call you the Phantom Cloud Sword!" Xian'er danced out a cloud of sword light, the sword shadow was like a dragon, the whistling sound was everywhere, and it was mixed with gusts of wind, and the whole person was like a phantom, and he couldn't see the entity at all!

"What a treasure weapon! I just don't know how many levels of treasure it is!" Qing Yan and the others in the distance saw that the thunder tribulation had passed, and they all rushed over. Seeing the Phantom Cloud Sword in Xian'er's hand, Qing Yan couldn't help but sigh.

"I've seen the master of the door, I've seen the master, all the uncles, and the uncles!" Ning Lin hurriedly saluted everyone.

Swallowing Heaven also rushed over, saw Ning Lin in a mess, and asked in a low voice, "Master, are you not injured?"

"It's okay! That thief can't stop me!" Ning Lin said with a smile.

Swallowing Heaven really had to obey Ning Lin at this time, and even God dared to scold him! What's even more amazing is that God seems to be really afraid of Ning Lin, and he actually dissipated the thunder tribulation!

"Girl, how about lending me your sword!" Qing Yan couldn't help but be curious, and said to Xian'er.

"Don't borrow!" Xian'er simply rejected Qingyan directly.

Qing Yan was stunned, for so many years, no one dared to refuse herself! But Qing Yan immediately smiled bitterly, if this little girl refused to borrow it, she really couldn't do anything with her! Judging from Ning Lin and Xian'er's performance when they crossed the thunder tribulation just now, her cultivation was really not necessarily Xian'er's opponent, and as for her proud casting ability, she was even less than Ning Lin. People can't ask for their own heads no matter what, so why do they have to please themselves?

"Xian'er, let Master Qingyan give me some advice!" Ning Lin hurriedly said for fear that Master Qingyan would be angry.

"Oh!" Xian'er reluctantly handed the Phantom Cloud Sword to Qing Yan.

Qing Yan looked at the Phantom Cloud Sword, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but sigh: "What a sword, at least it is also a seventh-level treasure, just because the two of you cross the tribulation together, there are nine thunder tribulations, especially the last few are cyan thunder tribulations that I have never seen before, after the baptism of thunder tribulation, the quality of this sword will inevitably improve, it is really difficult to judge the level of this sword!"

Treasures above level 6 only recognize the owner who accompanied him through the thunder tribulation, and when the master dies, the aura of the treasure dissipates, and it may even drop a few levels. Outsiders can't stimulate the strength of the treasure weapon, and of course it is impossible to judge the level of the treasure weapon. In the past, treasures above level six like this were judged by the number of thunder tribulations, but today's thunder tribulations made it impossible for Qing Yan to determine.

Qing Yan reluctantly returned the Phantom Cloud Sword to Xian'er, and borrowed Ning Lin's Sky Splitting Halberd, but after watching it carefully, he was full of emotion, only to know that this Sky Splitting Halberd was definitely an extraordinary product, but it was also an inconclusive level. However, today's view gave Qingyan greater confidence, and with a flash of inspiration, he said loudly to the Blazing Flame Master: "Door Master, I have a feeling in my heart, I want to return to the hall and immediately reforge my pair of golden hammers, I am lost!" After speaking, without waiting for the others to speak, he had already risen into the air and returned to the Qingyan Palace.

The Ruthless Hall was destroyed by the Thunder Tribulation, and Ning Lin didn't even have a place to stay now, so he could only follow his master back to the Purple Fire Hall to repair temporarily. A week later, Ning Lin's injuries were completely destroyed, and he was ready to carry the Shadowless Sword to survive the thunder tribulation.

This time, Ning Lin didn't dare to be careless, stayed away from the Purple Fire Palace, found a barren mountain, took out the Shadowless Sword, put the spar, and prepared to meet the baptism of the Thunder Tribulation.

As soon as the spar was placed, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the clouds roared, and in a moment, thousands of miles of clouds had been gathered.

This time, only the Shadowless Sword crossed the Tribulation, and the Purple Fire Master and the others all rushed over, hoping to see how many thunder tribulations this Shadowless Sword would have to go through, and judge the level of the Shadowless Sword from this, so as to know Ning Lin's strength.

The thunder tribulation in the sky became thicker and thicker, but in the hope of everyone, only a black thunder tribulation with the thickness of a finger shot out of the calamity clouds.

Blazing Flame, Purple Fire and the others are at least fifth-level treasure casters, even if they haven't experienced the Thunder Tribulation in person, they have all watched it many times, but they have never seen the Black Thunder Tribulation!

I thought that this was a thunder tribulation to hate Ning Lin, and used a more powerful thunder tribulation to repay Ning Lin's mistake for daring to insult heaven and earth, but who knew that this black thunder tribulation was actually a thunderous and powerful one, and it was slashed on the shadowless sword, and it didn't even make a fart sound.

Everyone thought that this was just a temptation of the Thunder Tribulation, but they had thought that the Tribulation Cloud in the sky would slowly dissipate after releasing this black Thunder Tribulation!

"What the hell is going on?" Not to mention Chi Yan and the others, even Ning Lin, who was in the Thunder Tribulation, was completely confused! There are at least six Thunder Tribulations, this has been a rule for millions of years, how can there be only one here today? This is too contemptuous of people!

Ning Lin couldn't laugh or cry when he held the Shadowless Sword in his hand, the Shadowless Sword he had worked so hard to build had not been baptized by the Thunder Tribulation, what should he do? At this time, Ning Lin suddenly found that the black paint on the Shadowless Sword was slowly fading, and after a while, it returned to his original color, shining silver.

Ning Lin was so angry that he shouted: "This thief is playing with me!

The Shadowless Sword suddenly flashed with silver light, and the tip of the sword turned into a cloud of ink, and this cloud of ink seemed to flow, and in the blink of an eye, it had flowed to the hilt of the sword, and the Shadowless Sword was once again black!