Above the sky, Chu Ling and Yan Ting stood in the distance, their eyes intertwined, and they seemed to have sparks bursting out.

Yan Ting was bathed in endless thunder brilliance, and in the void, there was a thundercloud storm forming and roaring, and dazzling lightning kept bursting out of it. Waves of devastating terror were released from the Thunder Hammer in his hand. Yan Ting's natal divine weapon seems to be formed by the pure Nine Heavens Thunder, and it has the power to destroy all beings.

Yan Ting's natal divine weapon found a place where thunder converged in this pale yellow realm. There, under the precipitation of thunder for countless years, a magical thing called Thunder Crystal was formed.

Thunder Crystal is a treasure of heaven and earth, derived from the essence of thunder, which contains extremely violent thunder power. In order to get this thunder crystal, Yan Ting himself also died in his life, and it took a lot of trouble to get it by chance. For this reason, the Purple Thunder Sect has several Tianjiao who were killed out of the Canghuang Realm.

After paying a great price, Yan Ting got the thunder crystal, and then integrated it with his own blood, which lasted half a year before he successfully condensed.

Successfully condensed the natal divine weapon, Yan Ting slaughtered all directions in the blood spirit realm, and entered the silver blood spirit list alive, which shows how terrifying its power is. Before, Yan Ting blasted out with a hammer, annihilating and destroying Chu Ling's decomposition demon light, and the powerful power can be seen.

After taking out the natal divine weapon, Yan Ting's confidence skyrocketed. He himself is a cultivator in the middle stage of the Divine Fetus Realm, how powerful. Coupled with the help of the Divine Soldiers, even some of the late-stage powerhouses of the Divine Fetal Realm in the Canghuang Realm could fight head-on. At this moment, he couldn't think of any more capital that Chu Ling could have to fight against him.

"It's a terrible breath. Looking at Yan Ting at this moment, many strong people secretly trembled, and in an instant, their eyes were all projected on Chu Ling in the other direction, and their eyes became sarcastic and playful. Like Yan Ting, they also didn't think that Chu Ling would have the ability to resist.

"Do you think that after blocking my heavenly punishment, you will have the strength to fight with me? Now, how can you fight with me?" Yan Ting took a step forward, and after the soles of his feet fell, there seemed to be a violent thunder sound on the sky. The arrogance is monstrous and extremely strong.

"Why do people like you always like to be self-righteous and underestimate the world? It's just a natal divine weapon, so it's really worthy of your pride?" Chu Ling looked at Yan Ting with a playful look in his eyes, and his smile was sarcastic and cold. "Do you think that you are the only one who has the natal divine weapon?"

"What!"

When everyone heard this, their eyes suddenly flashed wildly, staring at Chu Ling in disbelief. What did Chu Ling mean by this? Could it be that he also had a natal divine weapon?

A person who has just entered the Divine Fetus Realm, will he have a Natal Divine Weapon? You must know that in this Pale Yellow Realm, how many Heavenly Proud cultivators have broken through to the middle stage of the Divine Fetus Realm, but they still haven't been able to condense the Natal Divine Weapon. He Chu Ling, why?

Among the crowd, Fang Sheng's heart suddenly sank. He had heard the news that Chu Ling had slaughtered all sides in a historic site before and captured a divine soldier embryo. Could it be that he really succeeded in condensing?

The news of the battle of the monuments had not yet been completely disseminated at this time, so some of the details that Fang Sheng knew were not detailed. Therefore, he still doesn't know that Chu Ling's body has more than one natal divine weapon.

"Until now, are you still bluffing there?" Yan Ting's eyes narrowed, staring at Chu Ling deadly, but at the bottom of his heart, a strong sense of uneasiness rose. This feeling made him quite uncomfortable, but it lingered.

"Bluff?" Chu Ling sneered and shook his head. "In the eyes of people like you, I'm afraid that you will always be a dog looking down on people. ”

As the words fell, Chu Ling's eyes suddenly sharpened, and the next moment, an incomparably fierce and powerful demon power suddenly bloomed from his body, and a majestic light rose into the sky, bursting out from his heavenly spirit cover.

The sound of the demon roar resounded in the sky. Everyone's faces suddenly froze at this moment, and their eyes looked blankly in the direction where Chu Ling was.

There, a black and white bone knife with an extremely hideous shape circled and flew around Chu Ling's body, and the strong demonic qi turbulent the Eight Desolations, trampling the heavens and the earth.

An astonishing ferocious demonic power swept away from the bone knife, filling the heavens and the earth, like an ancient murderous thing.

"Smack!"

Chu Ling's palm stretched out and shook it gently, and suddenly the demon knife fell into his palm like a very spiritual one, and the blade body trembled, and it rang out.

Flicking the demon knife lightly, the blade slashed a graceful arc in mid-air, Chu Ling's arm hung down to his side, looking at Yan Ting, who had an ugly face on the opposite side, and smiled slightly, revealing two rows of white teeth. However, in that smile, not only was there no warmth, but there was also a strong taste of sarcasm.

"Even if you have a natal divine weapon, what if that kind of garbage is vulnerable in front of my Heavenly Hammer!" Chu Ling's smile made Yan Ting's eyes suddenly red, and the arm holding the Thunder Heavenly Hammer suddenly raised high. "Now, I'll give you a taste of true destruction!"

As the words fell, Yan Ting's arm blasted out, and bright thunder patterns suddenly appeared on top of the Thunder Sky Hammer. In the void, there were thunder and light ancient characters reflected out, and endless thunder appeared out of thin air, turning into a destructive thunder, covering the sky, like a catastrophe of heaven and earth, heading straight for Chu Ling.

"Thunder Robbery!"

Those Destruction Thunders changed from the previous purple, but faintly showed a dark golden hue. Yan Ting is the holy son of the Purple Thunder Sect, peerless Tianjiao, his own realm is extremely high, and he has always been known for his strong combat power. Now that he is using the Natal Divine Weapon, the strength of that attack is simply terrifying.

The terrifying thunder fell, but Chu Ling did not move and did not dodge at all. Brilliant light burst out of its body again, enveloping its entire body, blocking all the destructive Ugin thunder.

"What is the use of that kind of thing under my Heavenly Tribulation Thunder!" Yan Ting's eyes were fierce and he shouted violently. For a while, the Thunder Hammer slammed down again.

This time, those brilliant lights were annihilated and dispersed little by little under the crazy bombardment of the furious thunder, and they could disappear at any time. Endless thunder was endless, as if Chu Ling would not be killed, and he would not give up.

"Break it for me!"

Yan Ting shouted violently, and the heavenly hammer in his hand was pressed suddenly, and the thunder exploded in the sky, and the violent thunder fell down like a torrential rain. Chu Ling's defenses suddenly collapsed and were crushed by him.

Everyone was moved when they saw this, this was Yan Ting, the pride of heaven of the Purple Thunder Sect, the most powerful saint son. His toughness will not be in vain. He is arrogant and arrogant, and naturally has his capital.

"Bear my wrath, Heavenly Punishment and Thunder!" Yan Ting looked at Chu Ling with a strong murderous intent in his eyes. Being forced to use the natal divine weapon by a person whose background is not as good as his own and whose realm is inferior to himself is definitely a great shame. Only by killing Chu Ling and completely defeating Chu Ling can this shame be washed away.

The bright thunder light covered the sky and the sun, and a huge thunder-patterned ancient character appeared in the void, which contained the power of destroying the heavens and the earth, confusing the heavens and the earth, and descending towards Chu Lingzhen.

The brilliant colored light was all annihilated under the terrifying thunder light, Chu Ling looked at the sky, compared to those huge thunder pattern ancient characters, he was like a small ant, as if he would be bombarded at any time.

However, there was no hint of panic on Chu Ling's face, but a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Heavenly Punishment Tribulation Thunder? I have said a long time ago, what qualifications do you have to control the punishment on behalf of the heavens? What is Heavenly Tribulation, have you ever seen it?"

Chu Ling's arm was raised slightly, and on the reincarnation of the demon knife, the black and white light flickered slightly, and there were faint thunder lights reflecting out.

"The frog at the bottom of the well is arrogant. I'll show you what the real Tribulation is!"

In Chu Ling's pair of demonic eyes, the thunder on the demon knife was reflected, revealing a hideous color. Immediately, the reincarnation tribulation crossed a semicircular arc trajectory in the void in front of him, and where it passed, a trace of dark purple thunder light as thin as a hair appeared.

The faint purple thunder light was inconspicuous, and if you didn't even look closely, you wouldn't notice its existence. However, the moment it appeared, those terrifying thunder pattern ancient characters that descended were suddenly and violently twisted, as if they had encountered something that made them fearful.

Yan Ting's eyes also flashed suddenly, and his gaze fell, looking at the dark purple thunder light in front of Chu Ling. Immediately, his face changed suddenly, because he felt a strong sense of crisis from it. That feeling of danger, almost deadly.

"What's that?!" Yan Ting's skin tightened violently, he was carrying the Thunder Saint bloodline, refining the power of thunder. He had seen a lot of various thunderbolts in heaven and earth, but there had never been any kind of thunder that could bring him such a strong sense of crisis. Even, even the thunder that he had obtained from the Land of Thunder Crystals was far inferior to the tiny arc of thunder that was quietly flickering in front of Chu Ling.

The circle of dark purple thunder in front of Chu Ling was the Tribulation Thunder Power contained in the Demon Sword Reincarnation Tribulation, which was the real Heavenly Tribulation Tribulation Thunder. Although it is not the strongest thunder power in heaven and earth, it is by no means comparable to the bloodline thunder that Yan Ting urges.

Chu Ling looked at Yan Ting, who was pale, the corners of his mouth lifted a cold arc, and then his arm trembled, and he slashed down with a volley.

Suddenly, in the sky and the earth, there was a sudden roar of rolling thunder, and that dark purple thunder flashed out, directly hitting those thunder ancient characters.

The next moment, a scene that shocked everyone appeared, and where the dark purple thunder light passed, it was completely like destroying and decaying, unstoppable, and annihilating all those thunder pattern ancient characters.

It was also the power of thunder, but the thunder pattern ancient characters were vulnerable in front of the dark purple thunder light, like paper paste, and they were easily wiped out.

(End of chapter)