There was already a large amount of thunder power stored in the cauldron. As soon as Bai Ze used it, the power of thunder tribulation attracted each other and immediately entangled together, erupting with a world-shaking loud noise.
"Konglong!!!——"
Thunder clouds rolled up in anger, spreading out a huge network of thunder and lightning in the sky. Endless electric light shuttled through it, terrifying thunder shook the entire wasteland, and the sight like divine punishment dazzled the entire Suiyang City.
"Blessings and Infinite Heavenly Lord." Someone was so frightened by the horrifying scene in the sky that he fell to the ground, his face pale, "Who is it that is overcoming such a terrifying thunder tribulation here?!"
The eighth thunderbolt was effortlessly caught by Qingyuan Ding.
Two layers of thunder struck each other in the sky, and Bai Ze was directly blasted down from the sky by the huge energy. His insides were shaken, and he did not dare to hold back any longer. He cast the golden light spell with all his strength, covering his whole body.
"Since the sky thunder can temper the body, it can also sharpen the sword." Bai Ze stared at the thunderclouds in the sky, the lightning criss-crossed into a giant net, and the sound of thunder was like thousands of armies charging against each other.
The ninth thunder was brewing at this moment and hit Qingding directly. The remaining energy of the thunder passed through the cauldron and headed straight for Baize!
"Jianjiu, the sea smiles!" Bai Ze roared angrily, and the sword energy of the blue sea rose into the sky, trying to tear the sky apart!
The remaining strength of the sky thunder was cut down by the sword.
With high fighting spirit, Bai Ze ascended to the sky again. The injuries on his body that were struck by the thunder quickly healed under the cover of golden light.
The tenth thunder struck.
Bai Ze moved the Qing Yuan Cauldron away, his sword energy soaring to the sky, he raised his hand and hit the pinnacle of Jian Jiu again, he saw the blue sea churning, and the terrifying sword energy appeared from the sky, slashing with thunder!
"Boom!!!——"
The huge thunder pillar was cut off by the blue sea sword energy, and the remaining thunder power struck Bai Ze, and was blocked by the golden light spell. The real force that fell on Bai Ze was neither painful nor itchy.
But Bai Ze's sword-cutting of the thunder seemed to have angered Heavenly Tribulation, and the eleventh thunder did not fall to the world for a long time. Bai Ze looked up and saw that in the dark thundercloud, the endless thunder power converged toward the center, forming a blazing bright light.
That ball of lightning was as big as a small lake. After gathering together, the thunderstorm shook the entire space! The mighty coercion shrouded the surrounding areas, and Bai Ze was so frightened by the horrifying scene that his scalp numbed. But now, he could only go against the will of heaven and fight for a glimmer of life under the suppression of heaven.
Without hesitation, Bai Ze sacrificed the square stone seal, transformed it into the size of a bullfight, and placed it on his head together with the Qingyuan Cauldron.
Then he felt uneasy again, so he took out four psychic flying swords, held the white whale in his hand, took a deep breath, and the sword intent around him became fierce again!
At this moment, the mighty thunder power surrounding Bai Ze's body has been completely refined by him. The thunder power that was too violent and unable to be absorbed was forced out of the body by Bai Ze using the golden light spell, and spread over the world.
Under the thunderclouds, the blazing light of lightning and the ferocious golden light faced each other in the distance, and the collision was imminent!
"Boom!!——"
With a loud noise, the eleventh thunder finally struck!
Bai Ze saw the swift and violent thunder coming towards his head, directly blasting away the stone seal, and then knocked the Qingyuan Cauldron with a deafening bang. The two magic weapons were completely unable to stop the thunder. His eyes were dark, and he held the white whale in his hand, and he made a move that defied the sky. The sword slashed out with a bang, it was Jian Yi Wuliang!
Infinite sword divides yin and yang.
When the sword was slashed out, the color of the world changed, the yin and yang circulated, and the terrifying thunder was cut in half again!
In the distance, Mr. Academy witnessed Bai Ze cutting off the thunder with his sword, and exclaimed: "What a powerful sword! But this sword, why does it feel so familiar?"
Here, Mr. Academy is deep in thought.
Over there, all the casual cultivators in Suiyang City saw the scene of a black shadow sword cutting through the sky and thunder, and their eyes were about to burst.
"God..." Someone was in a state of ecstasy, and was so frightened by Bai Ze's sword that the root of his tongue was bitter, "Under the thunder tribulation, all living beings are equal! I have been walking in the world for half my life, and I have never heard of anyone being able to fight back under the thunder tribulation." The one who cut off the thunder! Could this fellow Taoist who has overcome the tribulation be the reincarnation of an immortal?!"
"Brother Mo... do you think those two swords from before look a bit familiar?" Someone suddenly said among the people watching Bai Ze's tribulation in Suiyang City.
The sword cultivator surnamed Mo was thoughtful, suddenly remembered something, jumped up, yelled, and shouted: "Who do I think I am? It turns out that Confucian swordsman is here to overcome the tribulation!!"
"What?!" Everyone who heard this was shocked.
"You can't be wrong!" The sword cultivator surnamed Mo shouted, with a crazy look on his face, "Those two swords before were clearly used by Song Zhiwen to cut off the river with one sword in Lancang River!"
"It turns out to be a Confucian sword!"
"General Song is back?!"
"Great, General Song is back! What are I waiting for? Get out of the city quickly and welcome General Song back!"
The crowd burst into cheers, and some people had already raised their weapons into the sky and flew out of the city.
It's just that those people were afraid of the power of thunder and did not dare to get close. They had to stare wide-eyed from a safe distance, wanting to take a good look at this famous Confucian swordsman in the north and admire his invincible heroic appearance of cutting the thunder with his sword.
"I, the Great Song Dynasty, will be reborn!" Someone cried bitterly and shouted loudly: "General Song Dynasty has the appearance of a heavenly man. Today, he will be invincible in the five realms!"
Someone in the crowd retorted loudly: "You mediocre people, Confucian Sword has already entered the fifth realm and survived the yin thunder tribulation, how can it lead to the yang thunder tribulation?!"
"You know nothing!" Someone shouted enthusiastically, "General Song has realized the peerless sword intention that surpasses the "Dahe Sword Intention". This thunder disaster happened just for this reason. It has nothing to do with cultivation, why can't it be Yang Thunder disaster?!"
The man's face turned red from being sprayed. He snorted heavily and walked away, saying, "I won't argue with you short-sighted people. Just keep your eyes open and wait for that man to pass the tribulation and take a closer look. Is he actually Song Zhiwen?"
Flying out of Suiyang, more and more people gathered to watch Bai Ze's tribulation.
Soon, they discovered the figure of Mr. Academy.
"What did I see?" someone exclaimed, "Is that old gentleman the second gentleman of the academy?"
"Mr. 2 is also watching Confucian Sword Crossing the Tribulation?"
Everyone who flew out of Suiyang City was shocked and confused. When they saw the figure of the scholar in Confucian shirt from a distance, they were shocked, but they did not dare to come near to disturb him.
But the appearance of Mr. Er made these people even more certain that the person who could overcome the calamity was Ru Jian! I wonder who in the entire Song Dynasty doesn’t know that Song Zhiwen is Mr. Er’s most proud disciple?
The second gentleman of Yuelu Academy has extremely profound cultivation and extremely high knowledge. On weekdays, he lives in seclusion. Even as a disciple of the academy, Nineteen never sees Mr. Er in person. But when Rujian was studying in the academy, he was deeply favored by Mr. Second, and he was often called to Wenyuan Pavilion to test his knowledge.
Now Mr. Er's favorite disciple Song Zhiwen is here to survive the disaster, how can he ignore it?
The thunderstorm continues.
Bai Ze used the sky thunder to continuously hone his sword skills.
As the number of thunder tribulations continued to accumulate, Bai Ze felt that his sword was getting heavier and heavier. After the twentieth lightning tribulation, even if Bai Ze tried his best, he could no longer cut through the thunder with his sword. He was so embarrassed by the rolling thunder that his whole body was charred black and his skin and flesh were torn apart.
The Qingyuan Cauldron has always been fixed in the sky above Bai Ze's head, fighting against the thunder. At this moment, a large amount of thunder power has been accumulated in the belly of the cauldron. It overflows and travels around the cauldron, erupting with ferocious thunder.
Bai Ze tried to use "Thunder and Light Sword Technique" to fight against the sky thunder, but he failed one after another. As soon as the sword move was made, the terrifying thunder was like a river bursting its embankment, rushing in, chopping Bai Ze until his hands and feet twitched, and he couldn't control himself.
Bai Ze's original plan was to use the Thunder Light Sword Technique to attract the thunder to the white whale, and then slash it out with one sword to achieve the effect of unloading the force and prevent the body from suffering.
It can be ideally plump, but realistically skinny.
As long as Bai Ze activates the Thunder Light Sword Technique, lightning disaster will come instantly, as if he is a huge magnetic field. Twice in a row, the power of thunder poured into his body crazily, and Bai Ze's Golden Light Spell was already shattered. , his internal organs were repeatedly washed away by the violent thunder, and he was severely injured and vomited blood.
The people who were watching this thunder disaster from a distance couldn't help but sweat for the sword cultivator who was completely injured by the thunder.
Bai Ze had been chopped into pieces, and all his clothes were reduced to ashes. Therefore, the crowd watching could not tell his identity at all, and most people still firmly believed that he was Confucian Sword Song Zhiwen, and cheered for him one after another.
Bai Ze was in the center of the thundercloud, so naturally he couldn't hear the shouts of those people.
At this moment, he was almost reaching the limit, and his whole body was wrapped in the remaining power of the thunder. The speed at which he was refining the thunder power was simply dwarfed by the huge thunder energy.
But even so, Bai Ze's eyes remained firm.
If you can't even climb this mountain in a mere thunderstorm, how can you become the new swordsman in the world of Kyushu? !
The square stone seal was blown away by thunder again.
But what surprised Bai Ze was that the stone seal was not destroyed by the power of thunder. Come to think of it, this stone seal is indeed a treasure. Previously, he was able to smash a corner of the stone seal with his sword energy. It seemed to be luck. The corner of the stone seal itself has been eroded by time and has become fragile.
The twenty-seventh tribulation thunder.
Bai Ze kept offering spiritual treasures in an attempt to weaken the power of Tianlei.
But those spiritual treasures were all New Year's gifts given by the brothers and sisters of the Xianmen. Their grades were high or low, and they were soon torn apart by the terrifying thunder. The spiritual energy was scattered and flew everywhere.
Bai Ye felt heartbroken.
"What a big boy, my father can't hold it anymore, it's up to you!" The twenty-eighth thunder came to the world, Bai Ze saw the ferocious lightning coming towards his face, and he sacrificed the four weapons without hesitation. Ling Fei Sword.
On the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month, when they saw that the situation was not good, they had to run away.
But the twenty-eightth thunderbolt had already fallen on the world. Before the two psychic flying swords had time to escape, they were hit by the thunderbolt and made a shrill cry.
Hui Shuo wanted to dodge, but was knocked headlong into the range of the thunder falling by the white whale. He was immediately struck and twisted wildly.
Only the white whale was hit by the terrifying sky thunder. Not only was it not injured at all, but it also made a very happy sword cry, feeling very proud.
The four psychic flying swords bought Bai Ze time, allowing him to breathe, use the golden light spell to isolate the thunder power criss-crossing his body, and then began to frantically refine the remaining thunder power in his body.
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