As the calamity cloud surged, a huge whirlpool formed, and the crimson thunder pillar struck down, carrying terrifying power that could destroy the heaven and earth.
The shackles on Lin Xixue's wrists were like red volcanic lava at the moment, with bursts of black smoke rising up continuously. Under the severe pain, her shouts were weak and were soon drowned in the rolling thunder.
When Patriarch Huasheng saw the thunder pillar fall, he sheathed the long sword in his hand, leisurely held the sword in front of his chest, closed his eyes and concentrated.
The next moment, all the monks present felt that the spiritual swords and spiritual knives being sacrificed in their bodies trembled fiercely, the spiritual swords resonated, and the clear and clear sound echoed in the sky.
"Transparent Sword Heart! This is the Patriarch using the Transparent Sword Heart to control the supreme sword intention. All disciples will obey the order and immediately understand the Patriarch's sword intention!"
Faced with such an opportunity, everyone present naturally meditated and understood, and Bai Qing was no exception.
But she suddenly looked at Lin Xixue, who was sitting on her knees and retching frantically, and frowned, as if she had remembered something.
Although Lin Xixue was crazy all the way here, things always happened to her that she couldn't explain. She was so excited at the moment. Could it be that there was really something wrong with this calamity cloud?
To be on the safe side, she still used her spiritual consciousness to investigate with some suspicion.
However, behind the dark clouds, there is nothing.
She suddenly felt a little funny and thought to herself that she was stupid. The ancestor's spiritual consciousness was all over the sky and the earth. At this moment, he could control the supreme sword with his spiritual consciousness. If there was something wrong with this black cloud, how could the ancestor not find it?
She simply ignored Lin Xixue, who was kneeling on the ground, and concentrated on understanding the sword intention of her ancestor. Such an opportunity was rare. If you miss this time, I'm afraid you will never have such an opportunity again in this life.
The mighty sword intent and the crimson thunder collided in mid-air, and the majestic power spread to all sides. The mountain-protecting formation was operating to the extreme. Although it was not completely destroyed, at this moment, the spiritual light was already flickering and was about to die out.
After the huge shock wave, the first thunderstorm had dissipated, but Patriarch Huasheng did not draw his sword.
The calamity cloud seemed to be conscious. At this moment, it felt that it had been slighted. The speed of gathering was actually countless times faster than before. Eight thunderbolts struck down in succession, but Patriarch Huasheng still closed his eyes calmly.
The unparalleled sharp sword intention actually faced the eight falling thunders and went against the trend, directly scattering the calamity cloud.
This calamity cloud seemed to be activated by real fire. A purple-gold thunderbolt that was as thick as dozens of people hugging each other struck down directly without any preparation.
Patriarch Huasheng's face turned stern, he opened his eyes suddenly, drew his sword and slashed with his backhand. The speed of the sword was actually a few seconds faster than the thunder falling!
There is nothing special about this sword except that it is fast. It is like a three-year-old child in the village who picked up a wooden sword and swung it casually.
However, even the space seemed to be cut off by this sword, and Jie Yun seemed to have a slight dislocation in the middle, as if looking at a straw through a water glass, a subtle sense of dislocation.
The calamity cloud suddenly dispersed, purple-gold thunder intertwined in the sky, turning into a huge thunder pool, and a steady stream of purple-red liquid leaked from the void.
"Thunder Tribulation Liquid! It is rumored that one drop of it can transform the body into a holy object!"
Patriarch Huasheng laughed loudly and said: "Cultivating immortals is contrary to nature. If not today, I will cut through this thunder pond and feast with you all!"
With that said, he floated up and flew towards the thunder pool.
"No! This is not some Thunder Tribulation Liquid! Don't touch these purple liquids!" Lin Xixue shouted at the top of her lungs, but no one present would care about what a madman said.
In her eyes, this was nothing but the Thunder Tribulation Liquid. It was simply the purple-red mucus flowing out of the pitted holes on the surface of the oval flesh ball.
Moreover, she could clearly feel that the nature of the purple-red mucus had obviously changed after it flowed out of the flesh ball.
Just like her black feather coat, and the Seven Emotions Mask that turns into reality when it falls on the ground, this is a way to turn reality into reality!
She opened her eyes wide, grabbed Bai Qing's arm a little madly, and said: "This is not Thunder Tribulation Liquid, run quickly, let's run quickly, something irreversible will happen if we get exposed to this purple-red liquid, I don't know what will happen." How about it, but you must not touch it!”
Bai Qing frowned and looked at her coldly without saying a word.
Lin Xixue opened her mouth, gasped a few times, and said, "If you don't believe me, okay, it doesn't matter. Let's go, Zhiyi, and we must not get any contact with this purple-red mucus."
She turned around and wanted to pull Xu Zhiyi away from the square, but Xu Zhiyi stood still without any movement. She just said with a worried look on her face: "Sister Lin..."
"You don't believe me either, why don't you believe me either, I'm not crazy, what I saw is true, why don't you believe me, why don't you believe me, we are from the same hometown, odd changes to even, the same, symbols look at the quadrant , you don’t believe me, why don’t you believe me, why, why, why!”
Lin Xixue knelt on the ground crying and wailing.
"Sister Lin, you are too tired and need a good rest." Xu Zhiyi quickly squatted down to comfort her.
However, at this moment, the thunder pool had been cut through by Patriarch Huasheng's sword, and the purple mucus poured down from the sky like a rolling galaxy, turning into dense purple raindrops.
The purple raindrops fell so fast that it was impossible to dodge them, and Lin Xixue's heart sank completely.
At the moment of life and death, she suddenly had a very strange idea. If I get contaminated by these purple raindrops, I will turn into a monster. But I am already a monster and there is no hope anymore. What will happen if I get contaminated?
But Xu Zhiyi is still an ordinary person. Maybe she still has a future?
With such strange thoughts, she made strange actions.
She pulled Xu Zhiyi over, held her down, and raised her black feather coat to block the falling purple-red mucus.
Xu Zhiyi's face instantly turned red, and she said calmly: "Sister Lin, what are you..."
However, before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the cheers of the people in front of the hall.
"What a pure spiritual energy. It is worthy of being fed back by heaven. I am going to make a breakthrough. I am going to make a breakthrough!"
"Thank you Taoist Huasheng for giving me this opportunity!"
"The Law of Thunder. This Thunder Tribulation Liquid actually contains extremely pure Law of Thunder. My understanding of the Law of Thunder has gone one step further!"
Patriarch Huasheng was bathing in Thunder Tribulation Liquid in mid-air. Thunder arcs flashed across his surface. The purple-red Thunder Tribulation Liquid poured in from every pore on his body. However, perhaps because it was too saturated, his whole body swelled up. It looked like a floating corpse that had been soaked in water for several days.
Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, laughed wildly, and drew out his natal spiritual sword, but at this moment, the natal spiritual sword that was supposed to be connected to his mind was actually trembling in his hand, as if trying to escape.
Then, with a fierce look in his eyes, he pinched and twisted his two fingers and broke the spirit sword.
The spirit sword let out a mournful cry, fell straight down, and was inserted in front of the temple.
When everyone on the ground saw this, they were all confused and asked: "Why did the real person break his own spiritual sword?"
Patriarch Huasheng laughed maniacally.
"Hahaha, I understand, I understand, the way to enter gold with the sword is just a side door after all. Today I will perform it for you, so that you can see what the real way to gold is!"
