Chapter 2217

The cultivation bases of these people are all in the early stage of thunder tribulation. Among them, the three parties have leaders, and only the peak of the early stage of thunder robbery!

"Twenty years have passed since the beginning of the assessment. I am afraid that the cultivators in the middle stage of the Thunder Tribulation have already reached the second level!"

Chu Yan couldn't help thinking, and then he thought again, which level of Linghongze's peak cultivation in the later stage of the Thunder Tribulation had reached.

Chu Yan must obtain this spirit flower. This ninth-rank low-grade spirit flower is 10,000 times more powerful than the eighth-rank low-grade spirit flower that he had been looking for before. Obtaining this one can save a lot of time.

However, it is obviously unwise to take a direct shot. Chu Yan's soul power has been investigated. Apart from these three people, there is no one else nearby.

After thinking about it, Chu Yan continued to pay attention to the three camps below.

The three-party cultivators fought each other for a while, and then the situation became obvious.

That Taoist cultivator has a large number of people, each of them has extraordinary cultivation bases, and completely occupies the upper hand. Both the magic cultivator and the Buddhist cultivator are gradually retreating.

"Old monk, if you and I don't join forces, we will be defeated by these bull noses today. How about you and I join forces to deal with these bull noses?"

The five magic cultivators were led by a pock-marked cultivator holding a black umbrella. At this moment, a pair of suffocating eyes showed a heavy color, and said to an old monk with white eyebrows.

"Amitabha, that's exactly what it means!"

The old monk nodded and then waved his hand.

The pock-faced demon cultivator also nodded.

Immediately, the five demon cultivators and the eight Buddhist cultivators attacked the fifteen famous Taoist cultivators together.

"What can you do together, there is only one death today!"

Among the cultivators, the leader was a middle-aged man with only one arm, and that one arm was holding a long sword with rust.

This time, the two sides fought together again.

The pock-marked magician has extraordinary means. Every time he waved the black umbrella in his hand, when even a piece of black light spread out, once the black light fell on others, it immediately turned into a black magic pattern, and the place where the black magic pattern spread, immediately The flesh and blood were demonized, and all the power was lost for a while.

And there are thirteen white token phantoms on the top of the pock-faced demon cultivator's head, which shows that he has killed thirteen people.

The old monk is also very good. He bends his fingers to a Zen stick, and the strength on the stick is huge. When he utters 'Amitabha Buddha', he seriously hurts one person. There is no such thing as the kindness of monks.

Above his head, there are seventeen white token phantoms!

And the most tyrannical is the one-armed Dao Xiu. The rusty long sword in his hand looks ordinary, but every time under the seemingly ordinary sword, the entire void trembles, and a condensate reaches The extreme sword energy exploded in it in an instant, extremely ferocious.

This one-armed cultivator had thirty-two white token phantoms floating above his head.

The old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator saw their domineering methods, so they directly joined forces to kill the one-armed cultivator.

The one-armed Dao Cultivator was not afraid at all, and directly defeated two, and he actually had the upper hand.

"This person, the peak of the initial stage of thunder tribulation, is only one step away from the middle stage of thunder robbery!"

Chu Yan's true demon eyes opened, and he immediately came to a conclusion.

"Magic umbrella, open!"

The pock-marked demon cultivator waved his big hand, and the black umbrella that had not been unfolded suddenly opened!

This time, countless black flying insects hummed towards the one-armed cultivator!

These black worms are very imposing, and each of them has a cultivation base in the Void Refinement Stage, and that piece is densely packed, with tens of thousands of them. Together, they can definitely kill the cultivators of the Thunder Tribulation Stage.

"Old Niubi, this is the deity that has cultivated tens of thousands of years of life-like devil insects, let's see how you can break it!"

Mo Xiu's eyes showed madness, and he whispered in his mouth, and a magic decision was played.

Immediately, the piece of magic insect turned into a huge black head, which had two horns, and immediately opened its huge mouth and took a bite towards the one-armed Dao Xiu.

"break!"

Seeing the situation, the one-armed Dao Xiu flashed the rusty black sword in his eyes with ridicule, and pointed it out!

That's right, this sword seems to be very slow, but it is as fast as thunder.

"Bang!"

An extremely terrifying sword energy erupted from the tip of the sword, directly blasting all the black magic insects.

"Fuhu Palm!"

When the old Buddhist cultivator saw the situation, light flashed in his eyes, his right arm suddenly became the thickness of a bucket, and boundless golden light flickered out from it!

The most special thing is that its fleshy palm is the size of the door panel in an instant, and it exudes a golden luster, and it is slapped towards the one-armed Dao Xiu.

"Physical repair!"

Chu Yan's eyes changed, he had seen this old Buddhist monk with extraordinary physical body, and at a glance, he could see that it was a body cultivation.

But he saw that the one-armed sword cultivator still had a mocking look in his eyes, and he raised the long sword in his hand!

"when!"

The sound of metal crashing came out, this sword not only did not split the fleshy palm, but even bursts of sparks appeared.

This old monk's body repair secret technique is actually somewhat similar to Chu Yan's immortal golden body!

"Amitabha, you can't break the golden body of a poor monk!"

The old monk opened his mouth with a Buddha's horn, and then with more strength in his hand, he suddenly grasped the rusty sword.

"You can't break it, old bald donkey, you think too highly of yourself!"

The one-armed swordsman's eyes flashed with light, and his aura suddenly exploded. Above the rusty iron sword, boundless light flickered for a while, and there was actually the sound of thunder and lightning.

"puff……"

Blood splashed, and the old monk's palm was not only torn open, but even cut in half!

"This, Lei Bao!"

The old monk's complexion changed greatly, and he saw that the rusted iron sword was entwined with lightning at this moment.

It was not the lightning that was transformed by the thunder spirit power, but actually contained the aura of real thunder.

Thunder Treasures are generally not available to cultivators in the early stages of Thunder Tribulation. Only those in the middle stage of Thunder Tribulation use the remaining power of the Thunder to temper treasures when they cross the Thunder Tribulation, so that they can refine Thunder Treasures!

And this one-armed Taoist cultivator has not reached the middle stage of the Thunder Tribulation, yet he can have Lei Bao. This is something that the old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator never dreamed of. If they knew, they wouldn't dare to fight it here, but now At this point, the two sides have long been in a state of immortality, and it is basically impossible to escape.

"The Primordial Spirit!"

This time, the pock-marked magic cultivator directly let the primordial spirit participate in the battle, and the cultivation base is no longer reserved!

The old monk is also born out of the soul!

The two have already tried their best to kill the one-armed Dao Xiu together.

The battle situation became more and more tragic for a while.

Soon, both were injured.

On the side of Dao Xiu, except for the one-armed Dao Xiu, there are only seven people left.

And the side of the Buddhist cultivator and the demon cultivator is even worse except for the old monk and the pock-faced cultivator.

There are only two Buddhist cultivators left, and three magic cultivators left.

Looking at the one-armed Daoist cultivator, he has completely suppressed the old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator, and the battle situation is very clear.

"Bang!"

With a sword like a rainbow, the one-armed Daoist cultivator, the old monk and the pock-faced cultivator, spat out blood in shock.

Both the old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator were seriously injured. Among them, the old monk's original soul had been beheaded. Although the pock-faced demon cultivator's original soul had not collapsed, it was also cut in half.

Victory has been won!

One-armed Daoxiu sneered, raised the sword in his hand and looked at the two of them: "You two, today, you can..."

And at this moment, the one-armed sword cultivator only felt an extremely cold aura coming from behind him!

It turned around suddenly.

"Boom bang bang..."

Just when he turned around, three gray fingers bombarded one after another!

The one-armed sword repairer's reaction was also considered a block, blocking two of them. When the third one still bombarded his body, immediately above his body, the gray layer of ice spread rapidly, and he was frozen in an instant!

Without giving it a chance to reflect, the surrounding space is instantly still!

I saw a figure flashed by!

Then, the still time is restored!

"Bang!"

The one-armed sword repairer shattered the ice layer, looked at the person who came, and roared, "Kill him!"

"Needless to say, they're all dead!"

Chu Yan spoke lightly, and behind the seven Taoist cultivators, gray magic lines flickered between their eyebrows, and then their bodies all withered away.

And the seven souls were directly collected by Chu Yan into the magic flag standing beside him.

Above Chu Yan's head, the phantom of the white token has never been concealed, and a full twenty-three phantoms of the white token are floating.

This time, the scene was instantly reversed.

The old monk's eyes showed a look of surprise.

And the seriously injured pock-faced demon cultivator looked at Chu Yan with excitement in his eyes and shouted, "Brother help me!"

"die!"

The one-armed sword cultivator was completely furious. He who had won the victory ticket with confidence was actually chaotically disturbed by a cultivator who appeared out of nowhere.

This time, the power of his cultivation broke out in an instant, and the rusty sword in his hand immediately raged out, and the sword qi also contained the might of heavenly thunder.

"This deity was originally in the middle of the thunder calamity. Because of the previous injury and fall, how dare you to challenge the deity. Under this sword, everything can be broken, give me death!"

Between the words, the one-armed Dao Cultivator's vast sword qi that contained the might of the sky thunder slashed down with the might to kill everything.

"It's over!"

The expressions of the old monk and the pock-faced demon cultivator changed, this sword has the momentum of the middle stage of the thunder tribulation!

"Everything can be broken? Joke!"

Chu Yan said in a cold voice, and a black light spit out from his mouth!

It was actually a jet-black stone with blue veins, and it rose in the wind, instantly transforming into the size of a hill.

"Bang!"

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