In the south of the Hundred Refining Gate, where the fire vitality is the strongest, the main hall collapsed, the jade pillar collapsed, and the ground was pitted and pitted, and it was a mess.

A figure stood in the middle of the ruins, with his head raised to the sky, long white hair, hunting and fluttering, and a square face, without a trace of expression, not angry and arrogant, and his eyes were full of light.

The intense flame vitality emanated from his body, imprinting his body extremely tall and majestic, like a god who came out of the flames.

Wang Shi was under the dark sky, facing the thunderstorm in the sky alone.

In the palm of his right hand, he held a fiery red bead the size of an adult's fist, this bead seemed to be hollow, and it seemed to be a world of its own, with fiery red air currents and countless golden imprints, whistling and flying in it, like life, fully venting the joy of coming to this world.

The hot heat, accompanied by a terrifying aura, came from the beads, as if it was about to melt all the existence between heaven and earth into nothingness.

This bead is the spirit treasure refined by Master Wang from the depths of the underground fire veins of the Hundred Refining Gate, the Liehuang Pearl.

A strong humming sound came from the palm of his hand.

Looking closely, Wang Shi's right arm was trembling slightly, and although Lie Huang Zhu was held in the palm of his hand, it had been vibrating violently, as if it was about to flutter its wings and fly away.

"Don't worry, little thing, your zuihou meal hasn't come yet!"

Wang Shi lowered his head and glanced at Lie Huangzhu, his eyes were shining, and he rarely suddenly became soft,

The humming sound gradually faded away, and Lie Huang Zhu seemed to understand his words, and the movements of the fiery red air flow and golden mark in Lianzhu were also much slower.

Wang Shi smiled slightly. In my mind, a figure suddenly flashed to me.

A thousand years ago, the eldest disciple he valued the most, in order to pursue his dream of refining spiritual treasures, was abducted by an old guy from the Eastern Continent and betrayed the Hundred Refining Sect. Far away.

Thinking of this, Wang Shi's heart was full of unspeakable pain.

"Little thing, you must win, you must pass this level!"

Master Wang roared, and suddenly raised his head and looked into the depths of the sky.

His hands were tightly clenched, and there was a struggle in his eyes. It seems that until now, it is impossible to make a decision for certain things.

Thousands of years ago, when his teacher "Qijun" Xie Jian was refining the Lingbao, he watched it in the closest place, coupled with his own supreme refining talent, so he knew better than anyone the power of the Lingbao Heavenly Tribulation. Extremely strong.

Liehuang Zhu is indeed the strongest magic weapon he has refined in his life, but can he withstand a thunderbolt from Zuihou. In Wang Shi's heart, there is no certainty, if it really comes to a critical moment, should he make a move?

As Ye Bai said, this time the Lingbao Heavenly Tribulation is for Master Wang. Isn't it a test?

Outside the Hundred Refining Sect, thousands of refining disciples were kneeling on the ground or floating in the sky, their eyes shooting in the direction of the Wang Master. All of them looked awe-inspiring, waiting for the most glorious moment of the Hundred Refining Gate, or the arrival of a new sinking.

Woo woo -

The sound of the wind like a ghost crying wolf hovered in the streets and alleys, the wind danced wildly, and the thick clouds of calamity gradually unfolded, revealing a hole as black as ink.

Laugh at!

A thin but creepy lightning bolt poked its head out of the black hole, swam a few times, and suddenly Xiangxia fell, and behind it, it began to pull out a large piece of silver-white electric light, dense into a torrential rain, and smashed in the direction of Wang Shi.

Between heaven and earth, a piece of silver!

The ninth thunder finally fell, and this thunder was as powerful as a tide, as if it was going to destroy the heavens and the earth!

"Go ahead!"

Wang Shi shouted, raised his hand and threw the Lie Huang Zhu out, smashing it into the thinnest thunder wire in the lead.

At this moment, the eyes of all the monks were focused on the Liehuang Pearl!

Disheveled!

The Liehuang Bead had only just a dozen feet high before it made a muffled sound, and then burst out into a purple light that was not dazzling, but thick and deep to the extreme, as if it was about to compete with the silver-white thunder and lightning falling from the sky.

Outside the Blazing Pearl, a layer of light curtain was condensed again, but this time, the color was dark purple!

Zizi-

The thunder in the lead fell on the dark purple light curtain, and it only lasted for seven breaths, and the dark purple light curtain was pierced by this seemingly subtle and weak thunderbolt, breaking a hole!

Thousands of thunderbolts, from this opening, surged in, heading towards the body of the Liehuang Bead in the center, if the Liehuang Bead was hit, the consequences would be unpredictable!

Wang Shi's face was expressionless, and he looked at Lie Huangzhu coldly.

"Hold it off for me!"

As the roar of the Wang Shi sounded, the sound of the Blazing Pearls humming loudly, and an even more intense purple light erupted again.

A large area of silver thunder and lightning was isolated above an invisible light curtain, and under the light curtain, purple flames burned wildly, and there was no trace of fluttering, like a huge purple blade, slashing towards lightning!

The air above the Hundred Refining Gate made a chirping sound, and the sky seemed to melt, and now there was a black and faint crack, and the crack became bigger and bigger, forming an irregular shape, like the black ink dripping on the painting scroll.

Disheveled!

The light curtain has broken again!

The silver thunder and lightning catharsis came down, completely enveloping the Liehuang Pearl, and the electric wire seemed to be endless, covering the Liehuang Bead endlessly, even if it was burned into green smoke, it also went forward and followed, and then came here.

The purple glow gradually began to dim, but the thunder and lightning did not stop.

Wang Shi's eyes gradually sank, and at this moment, he could already judge that without the help of external forces, Lie Huang Zhu would never have survived this ninth thunder tribulation.

The violent hum of the Liehuang Bead was painful and sad, although it had no spiritual intelligence, it also had a bit of spirituality, and it seemed to be able to feel that the Wang Shi who had created it single-handedly was drifting away from him......

The speed at which the spatial rift expands has gradually stagnated.

Should you help or not?

After an instant, Wang Shi gave the answer!

"Cheer up the old man, it's not time to admit defeat yet!"

Wang Shi's eyes suddenly opened, and the power of the primordial god was injected straight into the Brilliant Pearls from his eyes!

As if it had been greatly replenished, the Blazing Pearls burst out with a burst of brilliant golden light, and after the golden light, the purple flames were released from the beads again!

Disheveled!

The endless sea of fire and the endless thunder have launched a protracted fierce battle!

Time passed minute by minute, and for the monks who were watching, they only felt that it was passing quickly, but for Master Wang, every minute and every second meant the painful torment of the Yuan Shen!

His eyes gradually became bloodshot, and soon they were scarlet, and even his face gradually became hideous, fierce and abnormal.

A low, painful roar came out of his mouth!

"For this treasure, the old man gambled his life, and he did not hesitate!"

Master Wang gritted his teeth!

There was no other sound in Yujing City, and everyone looked at Wang Shi with awe-inspiring expressions, as if they could empathize with his pain and persistence!

......

Above the Thunder Pavilion, Ye Bai looked at Master Wang, his heart trembled, compared to Dai Xianfeng's dedication to the way of thunder, Master Wang was not inferior in the slightest.

"He's an amazing guy too!"

Ye Bai secretly praised in his heart, Bu Yuan is not counted, Yuelong Daoren, Dai Xianfeng, and Wang Shi, the three of his teachers, can really be regarded as the most outstanding and transcendent monks in their respective fields, regardless of strength, whether it is the will of the heart or the charm of personality, they are far beyond ordinary monks.

A moment later, Ye Bai remembered his forbidden teacher, the small landlord Wanguan Daoren, that one, presumably not too far behind.

......

The silver-white electric light between heaven and earth gradually faded, and after a fierce battle for half an hour, it became a piece of silver electric light, which was finally burned into green smoke and dispersed into nothingness!

Rumble!

Wang Shi fell to the ground with a bang, slumped in the ruins, his breath was extremely weak, but a pair of eyes were firmly fixed on the vortex in the sky.

The clouds dissipated, and the sky cleared!

The light of the Blazing Pearls flickered, sending out a buzzing tremor of joy!

......

"It's done!

The disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect scattered around cheered like thunder, wave after wave.

On this day, it belongs to the Hundred Refining Gate, and the glory is finally there!

Master Wang summoned Liehuang Zhu, lay on his back in the ruins, gently stroked, burst into tears, and couldn't speak, because he couldn't refine the spirit treasure, which led to the humiliation of his eldest disciple betraying the master, and disappeared.

......

Congratulations, teacher!

Ye Bai's eyes were full of smiles, and he said a word in his heart, without saying a word, and walked towards the secret room where he had retreated before. (To be continued......)