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Chapter five hundred and fifty-seven, crossing the robbery

A sword stabbed into the sky, and the sword light was nearly a hundred feet long and loud, and it was swept into the rolling dark clouds with the intent of Zhoutian.

The dark clouds in the sky were instantly unfolded with a terrifying crack, but this was ultimately a punishment formed by the convergence of the laws of heaven, so it was not so easy to be scattered by Wei Yuan's sword.

After a sword, the thunder tribulation seemed to be angered. Just a mere monk dared to disobey the way of heaven. The next moment, the lightning light that appeared in the clouds turned from blue to gold, and a golden thunder roared down. Thunder that was several feet wide was vented on Wei Yuan's body, passed through and exploded the peak mountain below.

Wei Yuan, bathed in the light of lightning, was raging all his sword lights. The sword that cut the way of heaven was the great way of heaven. All the way in the world could be cut, let alone a golden thunder.

The lightning poured down, and it could not hurt Wei Yuan at all. Then another sword was slashed out, and a huge sword light spanning hundreds of feet rushed straight into the sky.

The sky was furious, and the golden thunder suddenly turned into the purple thunder that was one higher level, roaring out of the clouds, colliding with the sword light slashed on Wei Yuan.

At that moment, even the onlookers a hundred miles away felt that their eyes were blank and they could not see anything. After counting breaths, they heard the roar that reached the hearts of the people.

Even if they didn't go to see it, they knew that the master of the sect was fighting against the sky. Such ambition was so terrifying that even if they just thought about it, they would be frightened, let alone put it into action.

The white light passed away, the purple thunder and the sword light disappeared, and Wei Yuan stood in the sky holding the sword, and the purple arc on the ox in his hand was entangled for a long time and could not be lingered.

Wei Yuan looked down at the sword in his hand, stunned for a moment, and then smiled unexpectedly, "It seems that you are going to cross the sky, too!"

The Ruziniu is one of the rare growth magic weapons, but since he arrived at Wei Yuan, he has shown no sign of growth. Unexpectedly, under this thunder tribulation, it began to absorb the power of thunder to help it grow from a famous sword to an immortal sword! "Okay! In this way, this tribulation is not completely unrealized!"

As he said that, Wei Yuan was in a good mood. He turned his wrist and shook a sword flower. Then he pointed his sword at the Tianmen and roared angrily, "What can I do to me just thunder tribulation!"

One person and one sword were facing the heavenly tribulation, and the thunder above the clouds changed again, and countless purple thunders gathered and compressed into a red thunder.

It was not until the moment he saw the red thunder that Wei Yuan's face became slightly solemn. This was the real world-destroying thunder tribulation. The previous ones were only appetizers.

Wei Yuan experienced too many disasters in his previous life, and there were no less than 300 light thunder tribulations. This world-destroying thunder tribulations was considered to be the gentlest one. If Wei Yuan had not only the realm of magical powers now, he would probably not have paid any attention to it.

This red thunder is considered a thunder tribulation that has truly entered the threshold. The power contained in it is no longer comparable to that of the golden thunder and purple thunder.

Even if some monks in the realm of magical powers are not paid attention, they may have to die under the red thunder.

Wei Yuan held the ox in his hand and stood proudly between heaven and earth. Facing the red thunder that broke through the clouds like a bloody dragon, his sword was shining inward, but the sword in his hand was shining.

The next moment, Wei Yuan rushed straight into the sky, and a sword was ahead, whistling towards the red thunder.

The thunder was powerful. The moment it touched the tip of the Ruzi Niu sword, millions of sword intents burst out in an instant, competing with the lightning arc, neither showing any weakness.

Although he had just entered the first realm of magical powers, Wei Yuan's own perception was no longer comparable to that of a cultivator in the realm of magical powers. Even the Demon Lord of the Immortal Emperor in front of him was like a child. This sword was the strongest sword that Wei Yuan swung after his rebirth. How could he not give all his strength to fight against the sky?

The sword light and thunder were only stalemate for a moment. The next moment, the sword light passed by, and the red dragon condensed from the lightning exploded, completely disappearing in the flash of the electric arc.

After breaking through the Red Thunder, Wei Yuan's figure did not stop. He was still as powerful as he was about to pierce the rolling dark clouds and completely disperse the thunder tribulation.

Above the body of the Ruzi Niu, surrounded by red electric arcs, and they drilled into the dark clouds with the sword holder.

Thunder lightning gathered again in the clouds. Every time the thunder was more terrifying and more terrifying than the previous one. This time, although the gathering of thunder was still red, you could vaguely see that there was a sign of red turning black in the shining arc.

Wei Yuan frowned when he noticed this. This probably had already surpassed the scope of the world-destroying thunder tribulation. The power contained in the red black thunder may not be able to withstand even some magical cultivators. No matter how high Wei Yuan's state of mind and strong swordsmanship were, he was still just the first level of magical powers. It would be difficult to block this attack without any damage.

Fortunately, Wei Yuan had already escaped into the clouds. As long as the thunder thunder gathered, the thunder tribulation would have completely disappeared.

Thinking of this, Wei Yuan did not dare to delay any delay. He threw the ox in his hand forward and let the famous sword that had already stepped into the threshold of the immortal weapon fly by itself. He turned his head and rushed in the other direction. His troops were divided into two groups and began to erase the lightning arc that gathered from all over the clouds.

At that moment, the group of onlookers who were far away saw the lightning and sword lights in the clouds shining together, like two nine-day divine dragons fighting in the clouds. The scene was very terrifying.

Ke Qilu looked at the clouds and swallowed unconsciously, "Brother Wei is going to go against the will of heaven. Look at this, it's not that Brother Wei is passing the tribulation, but that God is passing on his great disaster of destruction."

The Dao Bird beside him took a deep breath, "The master of the Palm Sect has outstanding sword skills, and it may really become a disaster for this heavenly way in the future. I heard him talk about it before. Apart from the strength of the realm, everyone's cultivation is divided into three realms: consciousness, entering the Tao, and attaining the Tao. The Palm Sect has already stood at the peak of enlightenment. Gu Ping'an is also moving towards enlightenment, but we are just exploring the threshold for entering the Tao. Once the sutra is compared, the level of the realm is not a little bit worse."

Hearing this, Ke Qilu didn't care about it, "I don't care about these things, as long as I don't care about them, these things will not be able to restrain me. If he can attain enlightenment, as long as he can beat me, he will be a hero, and if he can't beat me, he will be honest and lying down with me!"

When Daoque heard this, he was stunned at first, then smiled bitterly and said, "You are open-minded."
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