Envy, jealousy, admiration......

The mood of the cultivators was extremely complicated, but no matter what they thought in their hearts, at this moment, every immortal cultivator was concentrating on the Heavenly Tribulation.

As the saying goes, the stones of other mountains can attack jade.

Those who can have the strength to impact the Yuan Infant Period are also great big shots.

It stands to reason that ninety percent of such an existence exists in the sect family, and when you get a baby, you can get the best protection.

As for the Heavenly Tribulation, it is even more impossible to allow others to observe it.

The remaining Yicheng may be the existence of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, but the vast majority of these are the Existence of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Condensing the Yuan Infant, the treatment he gets will not be much worse than that of the monks of those sect families.

The rest, there may still be a few lonely clouds and wild cranes, there is no big force to rely on, but they can cultivate to the state of the Great Perfection of the Jindan Period, which one is not a person who has lived at least a few hundred years old.

I haven't joined the sect family, but don't I have a few close friends?

There are many bloody storms in the world of cultivating immortals, and there are endless things to deceive and deceive, but there are two sides to everything, some people are as cunning as foxes, and naturally there are also characters who keep their promises.

The eldest husband has no regrets about life and death, and when these monks get married, they will naturally invite friends to protect them.

Moreover, the location was chosen to be extremely secretive, so it was also impossible for everyone to have the opportunity to observe how they survived the catastrophe.

Other words.

A hundred years of opportunity in front of us...... No, once in a lifetime.

Everyone present knew this in their hearts.

Naturally, it was impossible to miss it, not to mention ordinary immortal cultivators, even Elder Ge and the blue-robed monks in the middle stage of the golden pill were also extremely focused.

It's not easy to cultivate to the Jindan stage, and who doesn't want to go further.

The process of this mysterious monk's tribulation. Needless to say, the significance of their reference.

None of them wanted to miss it.

In fact, it's no wonder that so many monks have been deceived, it is really the rarity of the Thousand Jiao Knife is staggering, this tribulation thunder that fell from the sky is compared to the three heavenly tribulations caused by ordinary monks. It may be slightly inferior, but it is far better than the Second Heavenly Tribulation.

Therefore, it is no wonder that everyone is puzzled, and regards Ling Xian as an ascetic cultivator who pays attention to realm improvement and is relatively weak in strength.

After all, such an explanation is reasonable.

And what the people outside thought of themselves, Ling Xian didn't know, at this moment, he was crossing the tribulation, and he was at the most critical moment.

This catastrophe lasted much longer than expected. Now, it has been more than half an hour, and Ling Xian has been chopped into seven meat and eight vegetarians, but fortunately, there is not much power left in the Heavenly Tribulation, and it is already the end of the strong crossbow.

Looks like you should be able to get through it.

Ling Xian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but at this moment, a mutation protruded. The whirlpool formed by the clouds suddenly spun around.

And it's getting faster and faster. As it swirled, arm-thick lightning erupted from inside.

However, unlike just now, this time, the lightning did not fall in unison, but condensed into one strand. With a crackling bolt of lightning, the lightning had merged into one.

The thunderbolt vanished, and in its place was a sharp sword.

The sword was more than three feet long, and it was completely impossible to see that it was gathered by energy, and the whole body was surrounded by azure arcs. At first glance, it is not an ordinary treasure.

"Thunder into soldiers!"

Ling Xian could see it clearly, and the expression on his face couldn't help but be shocked.

This situation is also said in the classics, but it is very unlikely that it will appear, the thunder turns into a weapon, and the power, just thinking about it, is staggering.

Throughout the ages, there have been very few monks who have survived this situation, and most of them have fallen under this terrible thunder.

Of course, the benefits of spending time are also countless, and without exception, they have all become powerful people who are famous all over the world.

It's just that there are very few cases of monks crossing the catastrophe and condensing thunder into soldiers, no matter how rare the Qianjiao knife is, in the final analysis, it is just a treasure, how can it be that such a situation also occurs?

The thought in Ling Xian's mind turned, and he couldn't cry or laugh in his heart.

His face was extremely ugly, even if he was in his prime, he didn't have much confidence in the face of this condensing thunder army, not to mention that after the battle with the Heavenly Tribulation just now, he was not only covered in bruises, but also had little mana left.

Wouldn't it be a dead end if we continued like this?

Ling Xian's heart was anxious and angry.

Of course, he has another option at the moment.

That's a strong man's broken wrist.

After all, the reason why the catastrophe landed, Qianjiao Dao was the initiator, and he was just suffering on his behalf, and now since he can't carry it, he only needs to throw away this treasure, and he can naturally save the day.

Can...... The truth is true, but how could Ling Xian be willing to give it up, this is his natal treasure, and in order to refine it, he has spent countless efforts.

There is nothing wrong with saying that nine deaths are a lifetime.

How many hardships and hardships have been experienced in it, Ling Xian himself knows.

Seeing that this last thunderstorm could be completed, how could Ling Xian be willing to give it up?

Never!

It is true that Ling Xian is very cautious, but if he identifies one thing, it is also extremely stubborn.

After only a brief thought, a glimmer of tenacity flashed in his eyes.

It's not your character to give up.

What about turning thunder into weapons?

Either you will survive the Heavenly Tribulation, or you will fall here with the Thousand Jiao Sword.

This thought turned in his mind, but Ling Xian's heart flashed again.

At the moment, I don't have much mana, and it's true that I am covered in bruises, but don't forget, half an hour has passed, and the magic weapon is no longer fragile, and it can provide help for itself.

Thinking of this, Ling Xian couldn't help but be overjoyed, and hurriedly stretched out his hand, slapped it on the back of his head, and a ball of azure light was sprayed out by him.

The light converged, and an inch of Qianjiao knife came into view.

The runes on the surface were thinner, and in an instant, they became much larger, Ling Xian stretched out his hand to hold it, and suddenly, a feeling of divine soul connection emerged.

It's as if it's not a treasure, but a part of your body.

Ling Xian was overjoyed, and without saying a word, he spewed out a breath of vitality at it.

The sound of "bang" exploded into mist, and then it was quickly absorbed by the Qianjiao knife.

Then Ling Xian let go of his hand, and one spell after another came out.

With his movements, the sound of the dragon's groan came to his ears, and the Thousand Jiaodao turned into a mini dragon.

Speaking of mini, the length of the body is actually more than three feet, and the aura emanating from the top and bottom of the body is even more powerful, almost not inferior to the monks of the Three Heavenly Tribulations.

Then Ling Xian pointed out.

"Hurry!"

Before the words fell, the blue light flashed, and the dragon had rushed over as if it was overhead, just colliding with the thunder sword that stabbed down. (To be continued.) )