[Comprehensive] Ask the wine fairy

The sky thunder struck the sky, the purple clouds surged, the eardrums were pierced by the explosion and roar from a distance, a group of immortal cultivators gathered on the top of the mountains not far from the East China Sea, their eyes were either serious or indifferent. Complicated things only you know.

It is difficult to see the situation of the person who has experienced the catastrophe clearly with the vision that has been separated from the mortal level, but they know that if he cannot succeed, then no one in the world can hope to be a high-ranking martial artist.

One of them couldn't help but let out a foul breath, and muttered to himself: "Can he succeed?"

"If he can't succeed, who else can break through the blockade of heaven and successfully break into the upper fairy world?"

The person who answered also looked nervous with insufficient xinxing cultivation, but who in the room was not like this?

You must know that it has been tens of thousands of years since the last time the Tianmen was opened in Liyong Realm. One after another is older than him, but now he can't help staying here like a brat.

Make it or not!

Seriously affecting their Taoist hearts that are close to enlightenment.

The man couldn't help showing a wry smile: "It's still not enough practice, why is my heart so chaotic."

"It's not just you, why not me."

A group of powers from different forces, who hadn't necessarily met before, looked at each other and sighed in unison.

After feeling emotional, someone asked: "What method do you think he will use to survive this thunder calamity? In my opinion, this is probably not the alien species that wiped out the Five Elements God Thunder, Zixiao Jielei!"

The color is purple jade, and the epiphyllum blooms faintly. Jieyun looks like a slowly blooming epiphyllum in the distance.

At least not many of you present here can retreat under such Tianwei.

For a while, everyone was speechless, and after a while, someone tentatively said: "Speaking of that one, it really is a sword." Judging from the timid appearance of the speaker, it seems that even if the cultivation level is not good among these people, Low is still considered a junior.

But speaking of it, how many people in the world are Dong Xiangyan?

Unconsciously looking in the direction of Thunder Dragon Power Grid, he imagined with longing, the calm, unrestrained and stern "Number One Swordsmith in the World" under Jie Lei.

"If he succeeds this time, the swordsmith will also be changed to Martial Immortal."

After carefully savoring the word, this person felt that there was no more suitable title for Dong Xiangyan.

Martial Immortals, Martial Immortals, Martial Immortals!

Everyone in the room yearns for that realm.

"It's also Dong Xiangyan's style," said a joking smile from the crowd, "If he hadn't brought Jie Lei from Kunlun to East China Sea, this thunder disaster would not have been so cruel."

While speaking, Zixiao Shenlei, whose cloud quality is as delicate as beautiful jade, slowly opened the last layer of "petals". Suddenly, the overwhelming thunder and lightning even stung the eyes of these "supermen" for a while, forcing them to look away In order to maintain the field of vision is not a blank.

At this time, the hearts of all the people present were shocked, and they put away their gossip thoughts, they all knew——

coming!

On the way of martial arts, he climbed to the immortals and crossed the gate of heaven.

Fly in the sky, do anything!

The moment that countless martial artists look up to has finally come!

Dong Xiangyan, who was heavily suspected by the outside world, threw the hammer that forged countless famous swords at the top of his head, as if he was beating an invisible sharp sword, blocking a thunder dragon that was chopping down on his head.

The sparks flickering in the air loomed under the shadow of the purple clouds, and the furnace floating in the air continuously absorbed lightning, making the temperature in the fire pit constantly rising. The blazing fire reflected in the eyes of the swordsmith was extremely beautiful.

The handsome man was bare-chested, with burn marks on the muscles on his arms and shoulders, but his expression was unprecedentedly fanatical.

The magic weapon for body protection that was left to be guessed by others, and the magic weapon that was enough to keep him safe under the thunder of the Zixiao God, actually did not exist at all.

They are all so naive!

As a strict forging of good swords, how could a swordsmith who made good swords as his life have any magic weapon!

All he had was his hammer and...

Whoosh throws something.

Taking a closer look that it wasn't the Yimu Qingjing used for cooling, then he waved his sleeves and turned around relentlessly, and thunder roared from behind his head, and unexpectedly smashed from the top of his head to the middle of the mountain!

It's time to bring the age of the forging hands!

Dong Xiangyan had a serious face, even though he was crossing the catastrophe, he did not delay the "business".

Under the oppression of Jieyun, the space froze as if it were real, and the thunder snake and electric python danced wildly above his head into a crazy picture scroll.

However, Dong Xiangyan took out the black peach wood meticulously. It was ten thousand years old, making it as black as ink from top to bottom. After being polished by the swordsmith's exquisite technique, it now looks as warm and graceful as black jade.

After beating the ancient and clumsy wooden body twice, Dong Xiangyan said with a smile, "If it wasn't for looking for you, how could I have been chopped like this!"

Although it was a mistake not to suppress the cultivation all at once.

But it doesn't matter, there is no more suitable time to "cross the catastrophe" than this time!

The black peach wood was thrown into the air like other self-defense objects, and then stopped as if it was fixed by a hand. Dong Xiangyan tried his best to build its sharpness below, treating serious matters such as Dujie as child's play.

The tribulation thunder that pierced through the air has accumulated enough power. It was originally a purple thunder with the thickness of a bowl, but now it has been upgraded to an ancient tree that is as thick as a thousand years old, and the sky is full of dazzling purple awns.

Dong Xiangyan opened his eyes wide, flicked and fumbled in his sleeves, and then quickly threw out something, Tianlei ran away with it again.

Zixiao Shenlei:? ? ?

Dong Xiangyan said that qualified swordsmiths are all well-educated.

Why do you think I came to Donghai on purpose?

Water conducts electricity!

Tiandao looked at this person who used physics in the world of cultivating immortals.

"..."

Did you go to the wrong set? !

"Boom—"

As if in response, the tribulation thunders fell more frequently and with greater power.

Dong Xiangyan continued to throw things.

Or an ordinary piece of clothing, but inexplicably able to withstand the power of purple thunder, or a bag of white cloth strips, thrown out to touch the electric python, the thunder and lightning suddenly seemed to find prey, and those who mistook the target hit the nearby ones. on the hill.

Rumbling--

The sky fell apart, and the huge peak broke halfway under a thunderbolt.

Seeing this power, Dong Xiangyan immediately concentrated more...forging the sword!

Tiandao: ……………

From this moment on, the painting style began to change irresistibly, and even Jie Yun seemed to be shocked by this strange development and stagnated for a short moment.

Even if the thunderstorm pours down and the thunder is like a curtain, Dong Xiangyan can still calmly use various tricks to survive the nine hundred and ninety-nine thunder calamities, with so many tricks that others will think he is crazy, and at the same time concentrate on washing away impurities from the sword body .

The peach blossom sword is as clear as jade, neither gold nor stone nor wood, but exudes a compelling frost!

If there is a spirit in heaven, it may be said, MDZZ!

But no matter what, when the shape of Zixiao Jielei has completely tended to a blooming epiphyllum, the purple light in the cloud has become so thin that it is almost nothing, only the small piece at the tip of the flower leaf, the rich purple seems to be Real jade generally falls in the sky, arranged in small dots of five elements and eight trigrams.

People who saw this scene don't need to doubt, this is the real highlight after the preparation of Zixiao Shenlei's final blow is over!

God of thunder, god of thunder, no matter how powerful the thunder in front of us is, it is this little thing that is really scary!

In an instant, the sound of wind, water, human voices, or how small the sound all disappeared. I only knew that this bunch of "thunder" pierced the sky soundlessly, but shattered the space and wiped out the vitality. There is no doubt that the Zixiao God thunder.

Dong Xiangyan didn't dodge or evade, and it was really the critical moment to forge the sword.

Feeling something about the black peach wood sword, he entangled Lei Yu with the unfinished sword body and fearlessly met the god Lei's edge.

"it is good!"

Dong Xiangyan swung the last hammer happily, the precious light was bright, and the overwhelming sword shadow and the spade sword collided with Tianwei.

The next moment, the mountains and rivers rolled back, and the terrifying scene of the prehistoric ruins tore apart the boundary between the two worlds, but the Heavenly Gate that appeared afterward was falling with flowers and rain, and the golden light that swept away everywhere fascinated people watching it.

This is... "Tianmen, Dong Xiangyan succeeded!"

Accompanied by indescribable excitement, everyone watched the shadow of Tianmen getting farther and farther until it disappeared from the boundary of vision. The name Dong Xiangyan became a legend praised by countless warriors.

A generation of Martial Immortals, the way of swordsmanship is natural!

History respectfully remembered him, so that his name can still be heard from people's mouths thousands or tens of thousands of years later.

It's just that Dong Xiangyan didn't know about this, and he didn't care about it. The result of his sudden addiction was that he used his body to bear the final power of Shenlei. At first, he thought that he should die anyway, but when he thought of his final achievement The masterpiece is such a good sword, he is so excited that he can't die!

"Hey, anyone?"

Dong Xiangyan groped in the darkness, and the sudden sleepiness made him close his eyes, and then opened them again.

"what??"

Swinging her short limbs, Dong Xiangyan, who had turned into a baby, was lost in thought.

According to common sense, he should indeed be promoted to become a generation of Martial Immortals, but how could he let go of Dong Xiangyan who dared to use physics to play with him?

Therefore, as the first Martial Immortal who was kicked out of the house by Tiandao just after becoming a Martial Immortal, Dong Xiangyan sadly urged him to become the prince of a strange empire in another world with the name of a scumbag bestowed by Tiandao.

As he moved his body, he felt weak, and Dong Xiangyan added: There is still this pair of fragile and fragile bones.

Then when his mother's cry sounded in his ears, he was thinking hard.

Damn it, you actually need to take care of your family?

How hell difficult!