"Boom!"
A dazzling thunder roared down from the sky and landed hard on the wide lake.
This kind of power is enough to destroy the heaven and earth, and shake the sky.
However, the surface of the lake was peaceful and calm. The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, which seemed as thick as a pillar, actually only caused a slight ripple on the water.
It seemed that what fell on it was not thunder, but an inconspicuous drop of water.
At the final position where the thunder fell, Zhong Wenzheng was sitting cross-legged on a huge lotus leaf. There was a forging platform in front of him, and a sword about four feet long lying quietly on it.
A sword that shines with colorful light!
Yes, he was currently in the lake of the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion".
He was actually refining weapons in the consciousness space!
It is said that things in the consciousness are illusory and cannot enter the real world. However, with the Space Color Lotus, everything has changed.
Everything is possible!
After extracting the purpose of the Heaven-Mending Stone from the Lotus God, Zhong Wen generously "lent" him a thousand spiritual crystals as gambling capital with a wave of his hand.
After the black-skinned child jumped away, without saying a word, he took a piece of colored boulders from the bottom of the lake according to red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, set up a forging platform on the lake, and lit a spiritual fire. It started to be forged with bang bang bang.
It happened that the Thousand Killing Sword was destroyed by the Holy Lotus, and his goal was to make a new sword.
After trying this, he found that things were not simple.
The Sky Mending Stone is extremely hard, seemingly even better than Dragonite Iron, and it is not afraid of spiritual fire. With the forging tools he has at his disposal, he is completely unable to change the shape of the stone.
How to fix this?
Do you still want me to hammer out a spiritual weapon with my fist?
Looking at the seven-colored rocks in front of him, Zhong Wen couldn't help but frown and was helpless.
"What are you doing?"
At this moment, his younger brother Lu was attracted by his strange behavior, jumped to the edge, and asked curiously.
"I'm refining weapons." Zhong Wen replied instinctively.
"What is weapon refining?" Brother Lu asked because he didn't understand.
"It's about turning these stones into a spiritual weapon."
Zhong Wen blurted out, "But the stones are too hard, and I can't find a way to change their shape."
"Is it hard?"
Brother Lu seemed a little surprised, "No way."
After saying that, it stretched out its small tongue, licked a patchwork stone, and tapped it lightly with its right hoof.
Later, in Zhong Wen's shocked eyes, the part of the patching stone that had been licked by his brother's deer actually sunk as deep as mud.
"It's not very hard."
Brother Lu turned his head, looked at him with big eyes and said, "Is your body too weak?"
Zhong Wen was so ecstatic that he didn't care whether there was anything wrong with his words. He just caught his younger brother Lu and talked him nicely, boasted and flattered him, and drank the ecstasy soup.
The little white deer was so dizzy from being held by him that before he could even react, he had already licked the seven-colored pebbles all over.
With the help of his younger brother Shikanono, Zhong Wen took action decisively. He used the Sky-Building Stone as a sword embryo, and supplemented it with various top-grade ores in the ring. After hammering and hammering, he quickly created the prototype of a sword.
Following his past habit, he dipped the hot sword into the lake next to him to temper it.
Unexpectedly, the blade of the sword barely touched the lake, and several star gems under the water actually shone together, emitting a brilliant light, illuminating the entire lake.
The holy beam of light shot out from the bottom of the lake, went straight up into the sky, and broke through the clouds. The whole world instantly became a little brighter.
After a long time, the strong light gradually dissipated, and Zhong Wen took out the sword from the water. When he saw it, he was surprised.
I saw that the surface of the sword body, which was already emitting colorful light, was actually covered with a layer of holy and bright radiance.
The brilliance of the protoss gem!
Another layer of BUFF?
Looking at the gleaming sword in his hand, Zhong Wen felt happy and could not help but feel a bit of anticipation.
Top refining masters, top refining materials, undisturbed spiritual space...
With such a perfect configuration, when the sword was completed, the thunder disaster came as expected.
I don’t know how this divine punishment can transcend reality and appear in a person’s consciousness.
"Boom!"
What fell at this time was already the ninth thunderbolt. In other words, the quality of this sword would surpass the Thousand Killing Sword of the Eight Thunder Tribulations and reach a level comparable to the acquired spiritual treasure.
However, in the face of this terrifying thunder that could shatter the sky, Zhong Wen still sat quietly on the lotus leaves, not raising his hands, not moving his feet, not even turning his eyelids, as if what fell on his head was just... A leaf.
"呲~呲~"
The thick thunderbolt fell on the lotus leaf, emitting bursts of electricity. The dazzling thunder light wandered back and forth on the surface of the sword blade for a moment, and then disappeared without a trace, as if it had been absorbed, and there was no more movement.
Is this the end?
Even though he was full of confidence in himself and the sword in his hand, Zhong Wen did not expect to survive the ninth thunder tribulation so easily, and actually felt a sense of emptiness that he had no power to use.
"Boom!"
However, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another thunderbolt appeared like a silver snake, winding down, and its terrifying aura was several times more exaggerated than the ninth thunderbolt.
Damn it!
The Tenth Thunder?
Zhong Wen's eyes widened in an instant, and his whole body bounced up with a look of disbelief on his face.
Nine is the ultimate number!
No matter whether a cultivator breaks through to become a saint, or whether a divine elixir or a divine weapon is born, the calamity he or she has to go through will usually not exceed the Nine Thunders.
Even the acquired spiritual treasure has only experienced nine thunder tribulations, and is already regarded as the strongest treasure under the innate spiritual treasure.
Before this, the only two tenth thunder tribulations that had occurred were when Zhong Wen and Ye Jiangnan broke through to the Saint.
What kind of monsters are these two people?
This shows how difficult it is to break through the nine thunder tribulations.
But this sword, which was made from the Sky-Mending Stone, actually caused the tenth thunder tribulation so easily.
"Break it for me!"
Feeling the terrifying pressure brought by the Tenth Thunder, Zhong Wen's expression suddenly became serious. He could no longer see the leisure and indifference he had before. He jumped up, held the sword straight into the sky, and let out an angry roar.
The whole body of the sword exuded an extremely dazzling seven-color dazzle, and the sharp sword intent filled the world. With unrivaled power, it fiercely fought with the silver snake descending from the sky.
The terrifying thunder that seemed to destroy the world was defeated by this sword, and instantly turned into strands of electric current, wrapping around the blade of the sword, as docile as a small snake, and quickly disappeared without a trace.
That's it?
Am I too strong?
Or has the Heavenly Tribulation become weaker?
Zhong Wen stared blankly at the sword in his hand, obviously not expecting that the Tenth Thunder that had left a deep impression on him would become so fragile.
"Boom!"
Before he could think clearly, behind the dark clouds in the sky, the sound of lightning and thunder could be heard again.
How can it be?
The eleventh course?
At this point, Zhong Wen's expression completely changed.
Sure enough, another thunderbolt rushed straight down from the sky, roaring, winding and thick, like a violent thunder beast, venting infinite energy and pressure wantonly.
"The first form of Daotian!"
At the critical moment, Zhong Wen stabbed out his sword decisively without even thinking, shouting loudly, "Unknown Heaven and Earth!"
An extremely bright and shocking sword light burst out from the sword blade. It was extremely sharp, and the energy penetrated the rainbow. It carried the dazzling seven-color light, slammed into the thunder beast's mouth, and then shot out from the other end, unexpectedly. This eleventh thunderbolt pierced through.
"Ouch!!!"
The thunder beast let out a shrill howl, but still rushed down with its remaining power. It was not until it was close to Zhong Wen that it finally couldn't hold on any longer and turned into dots of lightning, slowly dissipating between the sky and the earth.
The remaining lightning still hovered over the blade of the sword, making a "squeaking" sound, as if it was still lusting after the beauty of the world.
What a risk!
I almost got struck by lightning!
Zhong Wen looked at the colorful sword with a surge of breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead with his left hand, his heart was beating fast, and he felt a little unable to recover.
"Boom~Boom~"
Unexpectedly, before the dark clouds dispersed, they actually rumbled again, as if something behind them was accumulating energy and getting ready to go.
No way!
Do you want to be so exaggerated?
At this moment, Zhong Wenden's face turned green.
Eleven rays of thunder are unheard of and unseen. What is the concept of twelve rays?
I'm afraid it's not the first time in history?
"Boom!"
However, the arrival of the catastrophe was not based on personal will. When another more terrifying thunder struck, Zhong Wen was really frightened and wanted to cry without tears.
The power of the twelfth thunderbolt has completely exceeded the limit of imagination. It is even much stronger than the full blow of the great power of the Chaos Realm. Its speed is even more incredible.
"road……"
Zhong Wen gritted his teeth and was about to use his spiritual skills to fight, but before he even had time to hand out his sword, he was hit hard by the overbearing thunder. His whole body fell straight down from the air and was hit hard with a "boom" In the lake below, it rushed all the way down and crashed into the bottom of the lake in an instant.
Oh my god!
pill!
Under the domineering attack of this thunderbolt, Zhong Wen felt his soul tremble, his body was in severe pain, and his whole body seemed to evaporate at any moment.
No matter what Tao Yun's golden body or purple body can do, in front of the Twelfth Thunder, they all become younger brothers and have no power to resist at all.
Death is so close!
Just as Zhong Wen was about to lose his soul and body and soul, the surrounding lake suddenly lit up, emitting a dazzling white light that instantly enveloped him.
He felt a warmth coming from nowhere and instantly flowing through his body. The pain in his body immediately eased a lot. Although he was still uncomfortable, he was no longer dead on the spot.
Fight!
While the warmth was still there, Zhong Wen glared, gritted his teeth, used up his last bit of strength to activate the Star Spirit Art, and stabbed out with his sword.
"The ninth form of Daotian, Taoism is natural!"
Along with an angry roar, indescribable sword intent spurted out from the lake and went straight into the sky.
The whole world is pure.
After an unknown amount of time, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the light on the lake no longer shone, leaving only a brilliant, colorful light hanging in the sky.
“Buzz!!!”
The sound of the sword filled with pride resounded throughout the world and soared into the sky!
