The villain, the big brother and the master are HE [Wearing the Book]

Overcast clouds covered the top, dull thunder exploded overhead, and the wind whizzed in with flying dust. Song Yan stood on the peak in a white shirt, covered with an invisible lightning vestment, holding a floating dust sword, with a complex expression on his face. Calm, all emotions seemed to be far away from him.

There is only one thought in his mind, that is, he must survive the thunder disaster and go to the spirit world to see how powerful monks are, before he will treat them as worthless.

It is rumored that there are generally 28 thunder calamities to be promoted to the Mahayana stage. The better the talent, the more thunder calamities will fall. Moisturizes all things, soars directly in situ.

"Look! Is there a rising robbery cloud over Yue Huazong?" In other parts of the cultivation world, a cultivator saw the dense dark clouds in the direction of Yue Huazong, and hurriedly tugged at the sleeves of his companions.

"Hiss—really?!" After seeing it clearly, the companion gasped, "Didn't there be Jieyun in Wenling a few days ago? Now Yue Huazong also has one?"

The monk looked a little excited: "This time it must be the true king! Finally, there are monks in our vast continent who can ascend!"

There are not a few people who are as excited as these two monks. The head elders and disciples of other sects in the cultivation world are all paying attention to Yue Huazong's movements. Big sects such as Qingyuanzong Yuxi Sect urgently order the elders in the sect to prepare With generous gifts, I went to Yue Huazong with my talented disciples to congratulate him.

But in Yue Huazong, the disciples crowded under Fuchen Peak one after another, looking helplessly at the top of the mountain who was fearless in the face of danger, the noble and pure Lord of the Show, and the admiration in their hearts grew wildly like a blowout.

"The Thunder Tribulation has come down!"

I don't know who shouted, all the disciples kept silent, for fear of disturbing the people on the top of the mountain.

On the top of Fuchen Peak, a thunderbolt as thick as an arm struck straight at Song Yan, his eyes froze, and he flew up with the Fuchen Sword in his hand, facing the sky.

The body of the sword is wrapped in a strong fire spirit, and it is not afraid of being struck by thunder and lightning. When the tip of the sword touches the thunder, the surrounding air will visibly cause layers of waves.

With a "bang", the earth shook and the mountains shook.

Lei Jie slashed down one after another, Song Yan half-knelt, propped the tip of his sword on the ground, raised the back of his hand to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, and swallowed a bottle of healing elixir, his eyes became more determined.

"How many ways?" A disciple at the foot of the mountain asked.

"Fifteen." The person next to him replied worriedly, "Zhenjun has resisted fifteen thunders."

Only by witnessing the horror of the sky thunder with one's own eyes can one deeply understand why so many powerful monks died under the thunder calamity in history.

"The True Monarch is No. 1 in the cultivation world, and he will surely survive the thunder disaster and ascend to immortality!"

This is also the most sincere wish of the disciples.

However, Song Yan himself was not so good, because the system kept sounding alarms in his mind to remind him.

[The host is requested to use the Lightning Strike Vestment now. The most basic Thunder Tribulation has a total of 28 ways, and the last three are used to temper the root bones. It is inevitable. If the host wants to use the Lightning Strike Vestment to resist the thunder, then now is the best time to use it. 】

Song Yan immediately gave up resisting and let the thunder strike him.

But this scene fell in the eyes of the worrying disciples and elders below. It was undoubtedly that True Monarch Vanity lost to Tianlei and gave up resistance.

Standing on Fuyao Peak, Mu Wan's eyes turned red when she saw this scene, her hands clenched into fists, and her nails left deep marks on her palms, as if she didn't know the pain at all.

Seeing this scene, Yuan Mingzi on Lanyue Peak flew up with his sword and rushed towards Fuchen Peak, but was blocked by the barrier on Fuchen Peak. The elder who caught up saw Yuan Mingzi's red eyes , also froze in place for a while.

However, I was only stunned for a moment, and I was glad that the enchantment set by Song Yan blocked everyone, and dissuaded me: "Master, you can't go, you are the head of our Yuehua Sect, and you have to be responsible for the disciples of the entire sect." ah."

Yuan Mingzi pursed his lips and said word by word: "That's my junior brother."

It was his junior brother who watched him grow up and loved him since he was a child.

The elder persuaded him earnestly: "Master, Zhenjun set up an enchantment because he didn't want people to disturb him to resist the thunder disaster. You are not only Zhenjun's senior brother, but also the head of Yue Huazong. Before doing anything, you must first consider Yue Huazong. "

Yuan Mingzi didn't speak anymore, he just stared at the people inside from outside the barrier, tightly gripped the sword in his hand, and the veins in his hand were bulging.

……

After ten thunderstorms, Song Yan's cassock dissipated automatically, revealing his original clothes. He still didn't resist the next three thunderstorms, allowing Tianlei to temper his bones.

No.20 six.

boom--

Since the thunderstorm, Song Yan has clearly noticed the difference.

The 25 thunders in front are terrifying, but they are not impossible to resist. Starting from the No. 20 six thunders, the energy contained in them becomes more terrifying.

But the benefits are also very obvious.

He felt that after the lightning hit his body, the lightning traveled around the meridian, and the meridian expanded a little.

27 tracks.

28 tracks.

The disciple who had been staring at the top of Fuchen Peak tugged the sleeves of the person beside him in surprise: "Zhenjun has carried 28 thunders!"

"With the talent of the real monarch, there must be more than 28 thunders!"

……

"49 points!!"

"True Monarch is worthy of being a True Monarch, the thunder calamity is not over yet!" Seeing the still thick dark clouds in the sky, the disciples began to worry again.

At the top of the peak, Song Yan had just received two thunderstorms, his white clothes were already covered with dust, tattered, and his hair was a little messy, he spat out a mouthful of blood, seeing another lightning strike, he had to hold the floating dust again The sword went up to meet him.

There are 53 thunderstorms, when will the thunder tribulation be over? !

No.70 Two Thunders——

The Fuchen sword in his hand was already incomplete, and the blade became bumpy. Song Yan felt the spiritual power in his body had dried up, and felt a little desperate for a while.

【Host!Quickly swallow the spirit pill in your hand! 】

A bottle of elixir suddenly appeared in his hand, Song Yan gritted his teeth and swallowed the whole bottle of elixir.

Immediately, the aura around him poured into his body. Feeling the strength in his hands again, Song Yan raised his head and looked towards the sky.

What is there to be afraid of mere thunder?

It wasn't until after 81 thunderstorms that the black cloud of robbery gathered above Fuchen Peak slowly dissipated. At this time, Song Yan was sitting on the ground without any image, and he had no strength in his body.

After Jieyun disappeared, a cloud with golden light suddenly appeared above his head, and the golden light fell on Song Yan's body. He only felt warm on his body, and a strange force poured into the dantian where Yuan Ying was originally. It was a miniature version of Song Yan's Yuan Ying, who had grown into his current appearance at this time.

Except for the difference in size, the rest is simply a one-to-one replica.

Song Yan took out a new suit from the Qiankun bag and changed into it, and then felt a huge suction.

The people of Yue Huazong only saw the purple light emerging from the sky, leading the Vanity True Monarch they were proud of to step through the void and disappear into the sky.

In the countless years that followed, people in the vast continent deeply remembered this moment, and regarded Song Yan as their lifelong goal.

The moment he left the vast continent, Song Yan's calm voice sounded in the void: "System, use the barrier to crack the ring."

[Used successfully, successfully broke through the enchantment, the cracked enchantment ring disappeared, Didi Didi-detected danger, the emergency transfer function was activated, and the host automatically consumed [-] points, the landing location is unknown, please prepare the host! 】

[The current remaining points are 112. 】

Song Yan only felt the chilling murderous intent rushing towards his face, but before the murderous intent touched him, he felt a whirlwind and then lost consciousness.

On the Lingshan Mountain, Su Cheng stood alone in the barrier on the top of the mountain, and there were still fluctuations in the aura around him that had occurred after the attack just now.

His eyes were full of murderous intent: "However, the ants that came out of the humble place can escape the full blow of this deity."

Feeling the heavenly dao above his head that was about to move, Su Cheng walked out of the barrier with a cold face, and reinforced another layer to block the prying eyes of the heavenly dao.

What do you want to perceive from him?delusion.

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