Successfully swallowed a tribulation thunder.

The Sky Eye butterfly flaps its wings gently, descends a certain distance, and hovers in mid-air.

After resting for a while, the Heavenly Eye Butterfly flapped its wings and flew upward again. Qin Sang leaked a thunderbolt at the right time, creating a safe environment for the Heavenly Eye Butterfly.

The power of the first wave of calamity thunder was slightly weaker. Qin Sang only used the Golden Sinking Sword and the sword formation to block the calamity, and it was not time to use the Xuanjing Hanlie Formation.

Soon, the first wave of thunder came to an end.

The Heavenly Eye Butterfly only had time to swallow two tribulation thunders.

There were traces of lightning flashing on her wings, and her pair of heavenly eyes were like eyes of thunder, emitting a strange light and a breathtaking aura of thunder.

In addition, no obvious changes can be seen in the Tianmu butterfly itself.

Bai once commented on Tianmudie that swallowing thunder tribulation means that she has unlimited potential, but there is still a long way to go before she can truly grow up and help Qin Sang overcome the tribulation.

The gap between catastrophes.

The Tianmu Butterfly fell back on Qin Sang's shoulder, absorbing the power of the tribulation thunder in the body with all its strength.

Qin Sang stared at the sky.

The catastrophe caused celestial phenomena, the tribulation clouds could not be seen to the edge, strong winds could directly lift up the turf, and the nearby wasteland was in a mess.

The clouds in the center of the calamity cloud are surging, and thunder is brewing. Explosions like earth-shattering sounds are heard from high in the sky continuously. The center of the calamity cloud is getting brighter and brighter, and electric arcs are flashing continuously.

The electric arc tore apart the Tribulation Cloud, revealing the tip of the iceberg inside. There were countless thunder pythons crawling there, containing the terrifying power of Tribulation Thunder.

Seeing this scene, Qin Sang's expression gradually became serious.

The rumbling sound continued, and the arcs in the calamity cloud became more and more dense. Before the calamity thunder came out, the sound was already stronger than the first wave.

Countless electric arcs filled the sky and merged together on the surface of the Tribulation Cloud, forming electric snakes as thick as a thumb, which broke away from the Tribulation Cloud and fell down.

All the thunderbolts pointed at Qin Sang at the same time. Countless electric snakes gathered in the same direction and gathered above Qin Sang's head. It was no longer visible to the naked eye whether they were fused or not. An extremely thick thunder pillar suddenly fell!

Qin Sang's scalp was numb and he didn't dare to raise his head. He quickly used his chanting skills to activate the Xuanjing Cold Formation.

'Huhu...'

A cold wind blew inside the spiritual array, and the temperature dropped sharply.

Thick black ice condensed on the ground, and winter suddenly entered.

However, the power of the spiritual formation was only limited to the area around Qin Sang. The cold wind was like substance, and the white air was thick and flying around Qin Sang.

The cold wind formed hundreds of cyclones. The location was very clever, just three feet above Qin Sang, and they were distributed very regularly, forming a hemisphere with Qin Sang as the center.

The cyclone formed rapidly, then suddenly stagnated, turning into circular ice mirrors. The mirrors faced the calamity clouds above, reflecting the thunder and shining brightly.

The cold wind in the formation became more and more fierce, and Qin Sang's figure could hardly be seen clearly. The cold air continued to support and strengthen the ice mirror.

The moment the spiritual formation was formed, the tribulation thunder descended!

Qin Sang repeated his old skills, silently using the sword technique, and a sword light shot into the sky. The space illuminated by the tribulation thunder suddenly became dark, and countless sword threads formed a dense sword network, and then was knocked in by the fierce tribulation thunder.

, becomes unusually bright.

The sword net and the tribulation thunder were intertwined in an instant, and there was a loud crackling sound. Countless tribulation thunders collapsed in the sword formation, but the sword net was also torn apart layer by layer.

Moreover, there was more than just one thunderstorm, there were also a steady stream of electric snakes falling from above.

With a thought in Qin Sang's mind, the sword formation landed on its own initiative and almost merged with the Xuanjing Hanlie formation. The sword silk and the ice mirror were both me and you, and then they were both submerged by the tribulation thunder.

'Bang bang bang...'

The ice mirror was struck by lightning and trembled continuously. Balls of cold light burst out on the surface of the mirror, like blooming ice flowers. It was cold and beautiful.

Binghua, Jiansi and Jie Lei jointly create a rare spectacle.

The seemingly thin ice mirror turned out to be extremely strong, continuously absorbing the cold wind below, and working with the sword formation, reflected countless tribulation thunders back. Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Qin Sang allowed the tribulation thunders to leak in and be absorbed by the Tianmu Butterfly.

While he was concentrating on overcoming the disaster.

In the northern area of ​​the wasteland, there are some scattered mountains.

In an unknown valley.

The valley is blocked by fog all year round, and there is a powerful family of immortal cultivators inside.

Of course, this is only relative to the nearby area. The patriarch of the family is a late-stage Jindan monk, which is completely unsatisfactory in the entire Central Plains.

Because they were so close, the momentum of Qin Sang's tribulation alarmed the monks in the valley.

'Whizzing!'

Rays of escaping light of different colors rushed out of the fog one after another, and an old man was seen standing there.

"Meet the clan leader!"

Everyone followed the patriarch's gaze and looked towards the center of the wasteland.

They were still far away, and they could only vaguely see the abnormal gathering of clouds in the sky, but the oppression of the power of God was very clear, making them tremble with fear.

"Which senior is there to survive the tribulation?"

A girl covered her mouth and whispered softly, feeling scared and curious.

There are many experts in Zhongzhou. Even if they have never seen it, they have heard various legends.

"The wasteland is inaccessible and there are no major threats nearby. I remember there are records in the clan. It seems that there was a senior who survived the tribulation here before. This senior was not in the sect to survive the tribulation, but was outside. He couldn't be a casual cultivator, right?"

The middle-aged man next to him spoke.

This man was wearing a Taoist robe, his facial features were similar to those of a girl, and he had a high status among the crowd. He looked at the patriarch with questioning eyes.

The clan leader nodded, "Jin Danqi will go with me, and the others will return to the valley!"

The young men and women looked reluctant, but they did not dare to disobey the patriarch's order and fly back to the valley.

The remaining few people followed the clan leader and deliberately landed on the ground, using their body skills to get closer to the place of overcoming the tribulation.

While marching, the old man told the descendants for the first time an unknown secret: "Three thousand years ago, a senior passed by the wasteland and was seriously injured for some unknown reason. He rushed through the tribulation and fell under the catastrophe. The ancestor got the Yuan Dynasty.

The Ying relics are making a fortune... The Hengming Sect and the Lu family should also be on the move. If there is a chance to fight for the Nascent Ying relics, it will be a fierce battle. You must be prepared. But you must remember one thing, unless it is certain that the person who has overcome the tribulation has died.

, otherwise don’t get close!”

"I wish this senior a good death!"

The middle-aged monk smiled sinisterly and looked forward to it.

Several people were walking through the grass, and when they saw the calamity clouds in the sky, they were shocked by the terrible calamity thunder and stopped far away.

"This is a heavenly catastrophe, it will indeed destroy the heaven and earth..."

The middle-aged monk stared at the Tribulation Thunder in awe and fear, and murmured to himself. He was suddenly awakened by a roaring sound. When he looked closely, a sword light flew from high in the sky in front of him.

Everyone was shocked, and the same clansmen cooperated tacitly, sacrificing identical spiritual swords, and formed a sword formation around the clan leader.

'boom!'

The sword light penetrated directly through the sword formation, and its remaining power left a trench hundreds of feet long on the ground. The trench and the surrounding grass were all frozen.

The sword formation was broken on the spot, and the flying swords were scattered on the ground, frozen into lumps of ice, and some even broke on the spot.

"roll!"

A cold drink immediately reached his ears.

Several Jindan stared blankly at the broken sword, with chills running down their spines. They didn't even see the figure on the other side and fled north in a hurry.

On the Feiyun River.

Starting from the Northern Wasteland, pouring into the South China Sea, and running through the Central Plains, Feiyun River is also an important waterway in the mainland. There are countless ships on the river, including treasure ships of cultivators and merchant ships of mortals, each with its own channel.

At this time, a Qingzhang treasure ship came from north to south.

The Qingzhang treasure boat sailed in the center of the river at a speed as fast as lightning.

Not only mortal merchant ships, but also other treasure ships would take the initiative to avoid it when encountering it, because there was an old man sitting cross-legged at the stern of the Qingzhang treasure ship.

The old man's expression was gloomy and his cultivation was undisguised. He was actually a Nascent Soul Patriarch!

There is a gauze curtain on the treasure ship, and there are wonderful sounds and dancing shadows inside the tent. A majestic Nascent Soul is actually staying outside the tent. If this person is not even qualified to enter the tent, how terrifying must the identity of the person in the tent be?

A few monks also noticed that there was a blood moon mark between the old man's eyebrows. Thinking of a certain legend in the world of immortality, they couldn't help but gasp, and they didn't dare to have the slightest intention of conflict.

The treasure boat of Qingzhang sailed down the river without any obstruction.

The gauze curtain is obviously not thick enough, but outsiders can only see a vague shadow, which makes people think.

Inside the account.

There are two tables on one left and one on the right. On the tables are nectar, jade liquid, spiritual fruits and fairy treasures, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Two men were sitting cross-legged after the incident.

Leave a large space in the middle.

A woman plucked the strings of the piano. This woman was dressed in plain clothes and had an extraordinary temperament. She not only had superb piano skills, but she was also a peerless beauty of national beauty.

While playing music, the woman in green didn't look at the strings, but looked at the man in white behind the desk on the left, with beautiful eyes like silk.
To be continued...