The cultivation of these people is all in the early stage of the Thunder Tribulation, among them, the three parties have their own leaders, and only the peak of the early stage of the Thunder Tribulation!

"It's been twenty years since the assessment began, I'm afraid that the cultivators in the middle stage of the Thunder Tribulation have already reached the second level!"

Chu Yan couldn't help but think, and then he thought about what level the cultivation of the peak of the late stage of the Linghong Ze Thunder Tribulation had reached.

This spirit flower, Chu Yan is bound to get, this ninth-order lower-grade spirit flower is 10,000 times the spiritual energy contained in those eighth-order lower-grade spirit flowers that he found before, and getting this one can save a lot of time.

However, it is obviously unwise to take a direct shot, snatching it is obviously unwise, Chu Yan's divine soul power probed, except for these three people in this vicinity, there is no one else for the time being, it is better to sit and reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Thinking about it, Chu Yan continued to pay attention to the three camps below.

The cultivators of the three parties fought each other for a while, and then the situation became obvious.

There were a large number of cultivators, and one by one they cultivated to be extraordinary, and they completely gained the upper hand, and both demon cultivators and Buddhist cultivators were gradually defeated.

"Old monk, if you and I don't join forces, we will be defeated in the hands of this gang of bullnoses today, how about you and I join forces to deal with this gang of bullnoses first?"

The five demon cultivators were led by a pock-faced cultivator holding a black umbrella, and at this moment, a heavy look appeared in his eyes with a sinister aura, and he said to an old monk with white eyebrows on the side.

"Amitabha, that's exactly what I mean!"

The old monk nodded, and then waved his hand.

The pock-faced demon cultivator also nodded.

Immediately, five demon cultivators and eight Buddhist cultivators killed fifteen Taoist cultivators together.

"What can you do together, there is only one death today!"

In that cultivation, the first middle-aged man had only one one-armed, and that one-armed man was holding a long sword with rust, and at this moment, he said coldly, and the long sword in his hand swung suddenly.

This time, the two parties fought together again.

The hemp face demon cultivator is extraordinary, every time he waves the black umbrella in his hand, when even a black light spreads, once the black light falls on others, it immediately turns into a black magic pattern, and where the black magic pattern spreads, the flesh and blood are immediately demonized, and the power is lost for a while.

And above the head of the pock-faced demon cultivator, there were thirteen white token phantoms, which showed that he had killed thirteen people.

The old monk is also very good, he is a Zen staff, the strength of the Zen staff is huge, and his voice 'Amitabha' is a serious injury, and there is no so-called monk's mercy at all.

Above its head, there are seventeen white token phantoms!

And the most powerful is the one-armed Dao cultivator, the rusty long sword in his hand looks ordinary, but every time under the seemingly ordinary sword, the entire void trembles, and a sword aura condensed to the extreme explodes in it in an instant, extremely fierce.

This one-armed Dao cultivator, above his head, there were thirty-two white token phantoms floating impressively.

The old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator saw that his methods were domineering, so they directly joined forces and went towards the one-armed Dao cultivator.

The one-armed Taoist cultivator was not afraid at all, and directly defeated one against two, and he actually had the upper hand.

"This person, the peak of the early stage of the Thunder Tribulation, is only one step away from the middle stage of the Thunder Tribulation!"

Chu Yan's True Demon Eye opened, and he immediately made up his mind.

"Magic umbrella, open!"

The pock-faced demon cultivator waved his big hand, and immediately the black umbrella that had not been unfolded suddenly opened!

At this moment, countless of these black flying insects rushed towards the one-armed Dao cultivator with a buzzing sound!

These black insects, one by one, have a very good momentum, each of them actually has the cultivation of the Refining Period, and that one, densely packed, there are tens of thousands, and together, they can definitely kill the cultivators of the Thunder Tribulation Period.

"Old Niubi, this is the Natal Demon Worm that the deity has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, see how you break it!"

Demon Xiu's eyes showed a look of madness, and he whispered in his mouth, and a law was played.

Immediately, the piece of demon insect transformed into a huge black head, which was born with two horns, and immediately opened its huge mouth and bit it towards the one-armed Dao Xiu.

"Broken!"

Seeing the situation, the one-armed Dao cultivator flashed the rusty black sword in his hand with a mocking look in his eyes, and pointed out with a sword!

That's right, this sword seems to be very slow, but it is as fast as lightning.

"Bang!"

An extremely terrifying sword aura erupted from the tip of the sword, directly blasting all the black demon insects apart.

"Tiger Palm!"

Seeing the situation, the light flashed in the Buddha's eyes, and his right arm suddenly became the thickness of a bucket, and on it, boundless golden light flashed out!

The most special thing is that its fleshy palm is the size of an instant transformation door panel, and it exudes a golden luster, and it slaps towards the one-armed Dao Xiu is palm.

"Physical cultivation!"

Chu Yan's gaze changed, he had already seen that this old man of Buddha cultivation was extraordinary, and this technique, at a glance, he could know that it was physical cultivation.

But seeing that the one-armed sword cultivator still had a mocking look in his eyes, the long sword in his hand was raised!

"Phew!"

The sound of metal striking was heard, and the sword not only did not split the fleshy palm, but even burst into flames.

This old monk's body cultivation secret technique is actually somewhat similar to Chu Yan's immortal golden body!

"Amitabha, you can't break the golden body of a poor monk!"

The old monk opened his mouth with a Buddha horn, and then the strength in his hand was even greater, and he suddenly grasped the rusty sword.

"Can't be broken, old bald donkey, you think too highly of yourself!"

The light flashed in the eyes of the one-armed sword cultivator, and the momentum of his body suddenly exploded, and on the rusty iron sword, boundless light flashed for a while, and there was actually the sound of thunder and lightning in it.

"Poof......

Blood splattered, and the old monk's palm was not only broken, but even cut off in half!

"This, Lei Bao!"

The old monk's complexion changed greatly, and he saw that the rusty iron sword was actually entangled with thunder and lightning at this moment.

It was not thunder and lightning transformed by thunder spiritual power, but it actually contained the breath of real heavenly thunder.

Thunder Treasure, ordinary Thunder Tribulation early stage cultivators can't have it at all, only the mid-stage Thunder Tribulation cultivators use the Heavenly Thunder Aftermath to refine the treasure when they cross the Thunder Tribulation, so that they can refine the Thunder Treasure!

And this one-armed Dao cultivator's strength has not reached the middle stage of the Thunder Tribulation, and he can actually have Lei Bao, which is something that the old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator never dreamed of, if they knew, they would not dare to fight in this domain, but now that it has reached this point, the two parties have long been in a state of endless death, and it is basically impossible to escape.

"Natal Genshin!"

This time, the pock-faced demon cultivator directly let the natal primordial god participate in the battle, and he cultivated himself and never kept it again!

The old monk is also a natal primordial god who came out of his body!

The two of them had already fought desperately, killing the one-armed Dao cultivator together.

The battle situation became more and more tragic for a while.

Soon, both men were killed or wounded.

On the side of Dao Xiu, except for the one-armed Dao Xiu, there are only seven people left.

And the side of Buddha cultivation and demon cultivation is even more miserable except for the old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator.

There are only two people left in the Buddha Cultivator, and there are still three people left in the Demon Cultivator.

Looking at the one-armed Dao cultivator again, he had completely suppressed the old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator, and the battle situation was already very clear.

"Bang!"

A sword was like a rainbow, and the one-armed Taoist cultivator shook the old monk and the numb-faced cultivator so much that blood spurted out and retreated.

The old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator were both seriously injured, among which the old monk's natal primordial god had been beheaded, and although the numb-faced demon cultivator's natal primordial god had not collapsed, it had also been cut off in half.

The winner has been decided!

The one-armed Dao Xiu sneered, raised the sword in his hand and looked at the two: "You two, today, you can ......"

And at this moment, the one-armed sword cultivator only felt an incomparably cold aura behind him coming at an extremely fast speed!

It spun abruptly.

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

Just as he turned around, three gray fingers bombarded one after another!

The one-armed sword cultivator reflected that it was also a block, blocking two of them, and when the third one still bombarded its body, immediately above its body, the gray ice layer spread rapidly, and in an instant, it was frozen in ice!

Without giving it a chance to reflect, the surrounding space stands still instantly!

I saw a figure flash!

Then, time stood still was restored!

"Bang!"

The one-armed sword cultivator shattered the ice, looked at the comer, and roared: "Kill him!"

"Needless to say, they're all dead!"

Chu Yan spoke lightly, and behind him, the seven Dao cultivators all had gray magic patterns flickering on their eyebrows, and immediately, their bodies all withered.

And the Seven Souls were directly included in the magic banner standing beside him by Chu Yan.

Above Chu Yan's head, the white token phantom was not concealed, and a full twenty-three white token phantoms floated.

This time, the form of the scene was reversed in an instant.

The old monk's eyes showed surprise.

And the seriously injured pock-faced demon cultivator looked at Chu Yan, his eyes were full of excitement, and he roared: "Brother help me!"

"Die!"

The one-armed sword cultivator was completely furious, and he was actually in chaos by a cultivator who appeared out of nowhere.

At this moment, the power of his cultivation exploded instantly, and on the rusty long sword in his hand, the sword qi immediately raged out, and in that sword qi, there was also the power of heavenly thunder.

"The deity was originally cultivated in the middle of the thunder tribulation, because he was injured and fell before, how dare you cultivate to challenge the deity, under this sword, everything can be broken, give me death!"

Between the words, the one-armed Dao cultivator's vast sword qi containing the power of heavenly thunder slashed down with the power of destroying everything.

"It's over!"

The old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator's complexion changed, this sword has the momentum of the middle stage of the thunder tribulation!

"Anything can be broken?"

Chu Yan said coldly, and a black light spat out from his mouth!

It turned out to be a jet-black stone with blue lines, and it rose in the wind, instantly transforming into the size of a small mountain.

"Bang!"

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