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With Haiqing standing outside Yuandu Cave, no one dared to disturb him.

But in all directions, there are still many monks paying attention to the situation here.

For example, Feng Shijing and Qin Yishu, who are sitting opposite each other with a son, for example, for example, the disciples of the monks on and off Mount Xihe, and the rest of the people in the other caves who have long been curious about Zhao Chun.

Chi Yu stood at the same place with several elders of Kuimen Cave, and also watched intently at the black and purple robbery cloud that was getting thicker and thicker, almost frightening.

In front of him, there stood a middle-aged Taoist man with no beard, dressed in an apricot yellow robe, wearing a square flat scarf, holding a sapphire ruyi in his hand. , although there is a bit of vicissitudes between the brows and eyes, they are also elegant and handsome, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that are longer, making the expression gentle and quiet.

Er'er heard the Taoist ask, "Chi Yu, how are the younger generations of your clan doing?"

Seeing his question, Chi Yu, who usually looked arrogant, lowered his eyebrows, and respectfully stepped forward and said: "Master, since worshiping under Hui Ying's sect, Zang Feng has broken through the catastrophe and become a baby 50 years ago. , and now he is traveling abroad to temper the dharma body, and he may be able to achieve consummation on the way of external training."

The Taoist hummed lightly after hearing the words, and without turning back, he just nodded slightly and said: "It may be difficult for others to achieve perfection in external training, but for me, Zhaoyan disciple, everyone can look forward to it. It’s difficult for Neidu and Kaiyuan. Chi Zangfeng’s innate aptitude is good, and now he has Huiying’s help, but there is no need for me to go to Kuimen Dongtian to do extra things.”

His gaze was like a torch, and he turned his body slightly at this moment, passing in front of several elders.

"Because the lost god is in this world, Master respects him as an old man, and there is a possibility of leaving the customs at any time recently," the middle-aged Taoist said with deep meaning in his eyes, the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his tone softened. I have never deliberately suppressed my disciples' minds, but my master is upright, and I will not allow you to go beyond the rules, for this reason, I will remind you to take good care of your disciples, and don't make any troubles."

After another three days and nights passed, the catastrophe in Leiyun was finally brewed. At this time, the scale of Leiyun could even reach half of the six or nine catastrophes. Many real baby monks who had already passed the catastrophe , Seeing this, I have to weigh it secretly, if my thunder calamity back then was replaced by today's, would I still be able to get through it smoothly?

With two fingers together, she caressed the icy sword body. The long ember sword spirit was connected with her mind. Facing the coming catastrophe, she also had a gesture of eagerness to try.

When I saw it now, I was instantly shocked, no thunder and punishment from the sky can shake the might of the Heavenly Sword!
In a row, another five or six tribulation thunders fell, the momentum was huge, the battle reached the sky, the rumbling thunder continued, and the spiritual energy in all directions seemed to be boiling, and began to roll and riot.

The square-faced young man bowed his head and agreed.

The elders all bowed their heads in response, and seeing the Taoist staring at the thick clouds outside Yuandu Cave, they murmured: "According to Zhao Chun's age, I'm afraid it's only a hundred and fifty. Asking is much younger."

Ordinary monks may be shaken by worry and nervousness when this catastrophe is brewing, but Zhao Chun is extremely calm, as if the catastrophe cloud on the top does not exist at all. Put it on your knees.

Hearing him mention Chaowen, the young man with square face and bushy eyebrows behind him paused, his eyes flickered a little, but he never opened his mouth to make any remarks.

The name of Sword Lord Zhao Chun has been established in the Middle Thousand World, and because he has not stayed in the Upper Realm for a long time, people in the sect have only heard of it a little bit. Encountering an unattainable spiritual object, he forged a heavenly sword that was born with spirit, and even Zhan Tianzun, who was famous at the beginning, was short of one of the nine talents.

It is transforming!
Just as he wants to break through the catastrophe and become a baby, Chang Jin also wants to overcome the catastrophe!

But this new disciple seldom shows his face in front of the public, and he has not been seen in recent decades. Therefore, although everyone is curious about it, they have never really seen the appearance of Tian Tianjian.

In the eyes of others, the thunder that could almost tear apart the sky and the earth crashed into the jumping long sword, but it did not leave a trace of a star. The thunder that exploded, like stars smashed by the sword energy, quickly moved towards the sky. Scattered in all directions, they couldn't threaten Zhao Chun at all!

What a strong sword!

Chang Jin is not afraid at all, in the violent thunderstorm, he is like a sea needle, standing still and indestructible!
Every tribulation thunder made the sword spirit more excited, Zhao Chun felt that it seemed to absorb some aura of tribulation thunder from it, and then used it for its own use, making the sword sharper, revealing a mysterious purple light faintly.

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder above the head, and in the eyes of all the people, a purple thunder like a wandering dragon passed through the thick clouds, dashed down with shocking momentum, and struck towards where Zhao Chun was!
And faster than this tribulation thunder is a long sword that is completely black!
Since Chang Jin left his hand, he immediately faced the tribulation thunder with unstoppable force!

But the Taoist turned to look at him, and suddenly said: "When this person becomes a baby after breaking through catastrophe and becoming a baby, Zhenrong, you can prepare a generous gift and send it in the name of my Kuimen cave."

Invisibly, the Jieyun outside Yuandu Cave has attracted many eyes.They were all curious about what kind of powerful sky thunder would be rained down by such a terrifying robbery cloud, and what kind of new true baby would be born!
Zhao Chun waited quietly for the catastrophe to happen, without any sense of panic in his heart.

Suddenly understanding this point, Zhao Chun also took back some of his consciousness from the sword, and let Changjin Sword Spirit perform freely under the tribulation and thunder.Among the spirits that cast Changchen, there is a thing called fused gold essence, which was born from the convergence of heaven, spirit and earth. It was cast off in the event of a catastrophe and thunder, and it will only become stronger and sharper from then on. God kills Tao.

I don't know how long it has passed, there have been eighteen calamity thunders falling between the sky and the earth, all of which were smashed by Changjin, and they never endangered Zhao Chun.

And from the No. 19 tribulation thunder, in the faint purple light of the thunder, there was a daunting darkness, which shows that the power of the subsequent tribulation thunder has greatly increased!
boom!
The black and purple tribulation thunder fell, and at this moment Changjin had nothing to hold back, the sword spirit escaped from it, turning into a three-legged golden crow fluttering its wings, opened its sharp beak and swallowed all the tribulation thunder into its belly, and was still not satisfied The ground let out a hoarse cry, and waited until it swallowed nine thunderbolts in a row, before it let it disperse into a mysterious light again, covering the entire blade of the sword!

Such a vision really made the onlookers dumbfounded, they only thought it was the might of the Heavenly Sword, and they dared to temper themselves with the thunder.

After all, the last person who forged the Heavenly Sword was Taiyi Jinxian, the head of the third generation. These descendants really don't know the mystery of the magic weapon made with all nine talents.