"Uncle, what's wrong with Brother Feiyu?" Zhang Yunfei asked with concern. Although he and Xiang Feiyu did not have a deep friendship, Xiang Feiyu was also a lifesaver to him, and there were two more times of help later. If Xiang Feiyu can be rescued, he will be able to repay this kindness.

Xiang Haozhen sighed and said, "This is a long story. ”

A year and a half ago.

The black dragon candle left with a tide of demon beasts, and Xiang Feiyu used the Haotian Sword and a Zhuxian sword style to "scare away" the black dragon candle to gain a three-month buffer time. This found the target as soon as possible, and he decided to use his example as bait and let the two seniors, Shen Canghai and Xiao Wuji, put a soul mark on him. After cultivating for another month with his head closed, he went to Gugan Mountain to cross the Divine Thunder Tribulation after reaching the peak of the ninth layer of Jindan.

When the Jindan period arrives at the Transformation God Realm, it is necessary to go through a baptism of the Nine Days Thunder Tribulation, and only by standing the test can you truly step into the Transformation God Realm.

Gugan Mountain is on the border of the east of Yunzhou, it is not more than 1,000 meters high, the surrounding swamps are all over, the miasma is smoky, the environment is harsh, there is no one to live, it is very suitable for crossing the thunder tribulation.

Xiang Feiyu stepped on the Feihong Sword and went straight to the top of Gugan Mountain, took out a large piece of super spirit stone, sat down cross-legged to absorb it, and the golden pill in his body soon came to the critical point, and the originally cloudless sky came with a thunderclap, and then suddenly a violent wind blew within a radius of thousands of miles, and dark clouds appeared out of thin air, and the entire sky became black and abnormal in a blink of an eye, and it rained heavily in the thunder.

Xiang Feiyu swept towards the foot of the mountain, and soon landed on a clearing. The dark clouds above him suddenly rolled violently, and arm-thick cyan arcs emerged from the dark clouds, and with each flash, there was a roaring and amazing thunder. A huge power grid is vaguely formed.

There was a loud bang, and an arc of lightning that seemed to be a giant sword came out from the depths of the dark clouds and hit Xiang Feiyu's body. Xiang Feiyu didn't dodge, he couldn't dodge, he screamed, and his spiritual power turned sharply to form a golden shield, carrying this lightning strike.

Thunder continued to come, and in a burst of dark clouds, arcs of electricity fell from the sky one by one, at first one by one, but in the blink of an eye, it was dense, pouring down like a torrential rain. Condensed into two thunder dragons in mid-air, wound down, and bombarded Xiang Feiyu again. Xiang Feiyu's figure shook for a moment, and the golden shield dimmed a little.

In the deafening thunder, a large arc of electric arcs fell one after another from the power grid, and the area of more than ten miles was shrouded in thunder and lightning. In this way, in just half an hour, Xiang Feiyu has experienced six waves of lightning strikes, one wave is more terrifying than one wave, and one wave is more shocking than another, but he actually carried all of them hard. The golden shroud was shattered, but soon regrouped.

Shen Canghai and Xiao Wuji had to marvel that Xiang Feiyu's combat power was too much beyond their imagination, and they didn't rely on any weapons and magic weapons, but only relied on their own strength to carry six waves of heavenly thunder in a row. There are also the last three waves, if he can withstand it, he will be the second youngest person to step into the realm of transforming gods in 10,000 years. The first is naturally the sword god publicity!

Suddenly, the form of the cyan thunder falling from the dark clouds changed, and the arc disappeared, turning into large thunderballs the size of fists, beating and falling down like raindrops.

This is the seventh wave, this time Xiang Feiyu moved, holding the Flying Rainbow Sword in the air, rushing straight into the thunderball rain, his figure was completely invisible from the outside, only the cyan thunder explosion and the golden sword qi crossed and shone. Finally, the cyan thunderball rain disappeared, but Xiang Fei flew upside down and smashed into the ground, smashing out a deep pit. But he still stood up tenaciously, but he was not in good shape, his hair was scattered, his skin was open, and his clothes were blasted open by lightning and countless small holes. This is a celestial silkworm coat, known for its invulnerability to water and fire.

In the eighth wave, Xiang Feiyu was scorched black and flew out hundreds of feet away, blood spurting wildly. With electricity flowing all over his body, he endured the severe pain and stood up again.

In the ninth wave, the form of the heavenly thunder changed again, and in the cyan flashing thunder, the red thunder light slowly danced. The blue and red thunder between the heavens and the earth is shining, deafening, the thunder snake is dancing, and there is lightning everywhere, like an ocean, for example, I don't know how many times the momentum is huge.

Shen Canghai and Xiao Wuji were stunned almost at the same time, didn't this two-color heavenly thunder only appear when the Transformation Realm crossed the Refining Void Realm? Why did it appear at this time? Could it be that his talent was even jealous of the heavens?

However, Xiang Feiyu had no fear, but the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, he roared angrily, and soared into the sky again, and the incomplete version of the "Zhuxian Sword Style" was cast, colliding with the two-color Heavenly Thunder Tribulation. The lightning was swirling, and the sky trembled, unable to withstand this kind of coercion. Suddenly, Xiang Feiyu's expression changed, and just as he was casting a non-complete version of the "Zhuxian Sword Saint" to meet the last heavenly thunder, there seemed to be a few pairs of eyes peeping at the center of the thunderstorm!

Shen Canghai and Xiao Wuji were also completely shocked, because they had injected a wisp of soul into Xiang Feiyu's soul, and they could clearly see all this! They had also experienced more than a dozen heavenly tribulations, large and small, and had never been spied on. Who could it be? Why did they appear in the center of the thunderstorm? Could it be those people in the Mahayana realm who had crossed the Flying Immortals?

They are skeptical, but they are destined not to know the answer unless they wait until the day when they too can survive the catastrophe and ascend. However, while being suspicious, they also had incomparable ecstasy, Xiang Feiyu did not shy away from casting the incomplete version of the "Zhuxian Sword Saint", but in an instant, they had completely understood the mystery of this "Zhuxian Sword Saint", and the problem that had plagued them for thousands of years was solved. But in addition to ecstasy, he was a little embarrassed, because of the soul imprint, which was equivalent to peeping.

The Heavenly Tribulation receded, the Thunder Sea dissipated, and Xiang Feiyu successfully stepped into the realm of transforming gods, a height that countless people could not reach in their lifetime. He changed into a suit and stood up, and now he was full of energy, his eyes were deep, his skin was crystal clear, and he was clear and flawless. At this moment, four black shadows appeared out of thin air around him, and at the same time, a net glowing with a faint blue light quickly enveloped him. Xiang Feiyu slapped out his palm directly, and the violent spiritual power swept away, wanting to shatter the blue net directly, but found that it was like bombardment in the void. The nets ignored his counterattack and covered him straight on the ground.

Xiang Feiyu was surprised to find that the spiritual power of his whole body was completely imprisoned, and he had completely become a mortal. Four men in black dragged him with nets and fled to the east.

Shen Canghai and Xiao Wuji, who were originally immersed in the mystery of the "Zhu Style Sword Style", were completely shocked, and they didn't care about the taste, so they turned into two streamers and flew after them. However, Xiang Feiyu communicated through the soul imprint, asking them not to chase too fast and too close, keep their distance, and finally lure the fish to the hook, don't directly scare the fish away.

This net that could imprison spiritual power in an instant made Shen Canghai and Xiao Wuji fall into endless contemplation and worry. At the same time, they thought of the dark and turbulent years of 10,000 years ago, could it be that they were about to restart again?

The man in black took Xiang Feiyu to run for about thousands of miles like the wind, leaving Yunzhou, entering the border of Qizhou, coming to a low mountain range, burrowing into a hidden cave, and slowing down.

Although Xiang Feiyu lost his spiritual power, he was not flustered, and the communication with the two seniors was not broken.

The man in black took him down in the cave, and walked half a column of incense before he came to a huge underground cave.

Just by glancing, Xiang Feiyu's face turned white, even though he was brave, he was still frightened by the scene in front of him, only to see hundreds of iron cages hanging from the top of the cave, each cage held a person or demon beast, it was those masters and fierce beasts who had disappeared one after another for more than a year. And they all have a tube connected to them, and the blood flows into a tumbling pool of blood in the middle.

In the center of the pool of blood was a sword, and the blood was entwined, and the ferocity was monstrous, as if the devil was howling angrily.

Someone is going to sacrifice their blood to the peerless murderer!()

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