Ling tripod

The cultivation of these people is at the early stage of thunder tribulation. Among them, the leaders of each of the three parties are only at the peak of the early stage of thunder tribulation!

"It has been twenty years since the assessment began. I am afraid that the cultivators in the middle stage of thunder tribulation have already reached the second level!"

Chu Yan couldn't help but think, and then he thought, what level has Ling Hongze, who is at the peak of the late stage of thunder tribulation, reached.

Chu Yan must get this spiritual flower. This ninth-grade lower-grade spiritual flower is the one that he found before. It contains 10,000 times the spiritual energy of those eighth-grade lower-grade spiritual flowers. This one can save a lot of time.

However, it is obviously unwise to take action directly and rob. Chu Yan explored with his soul power. There is no one else nearby except these three parties. It is better for him to sit back and reap the benefits.

After thinking about it, Chu Yan continued to pay attention to the three camps below.

The three cultivators fought for a while, and then the situation became very clear.

The Taoist cultivators had a large number of people, and each of them had extraordinary cultivation. They completely occupied the upper hand, and the demon cultivators and Buddhist cultivators gradually retreated.

"Old monk, if we don't join forces, we will both be defeated by this bunch of bull noses today. How about we join forces to deal with this bunch of bull noses first?"

The five demon cultivators were led by a pockmarked cultivator holding a black umbrella. At this moment, his pair of murderous eyes revealed a heavy look, and he said to an old monk with white eyebrows beside him.

"Amitabha, that's what I mean!"

The old monk nodded, and then waved his hand.

The pockmarked demon cultivator also nodded.

Then, the five demon cultivators and the eight Buddhist cultivators killed the fifteen Taoist cultivators together.

"What can you do if you join forces? Today, you will all die!"

Among the Taoist cultivators, the leader was a middle-aged man with only one arm. The one arm held a rusty long sword. At this moment, he spoke coldly and swung the long sword in his hand violently.

This time, the two sides fought together again.

The pockmarked demon cultivator had extraordinary means. Every time he waved the black umbrella in his hand, a black light would spread out. Once the black light fell on someone, it would immediately turn into a black magic pattern. Where the black magic pattern spread, the flesh and blood would immediately be demonized, and all the power would be lost for a while.

Above the head of the pockmarked demon cultivator, there were thirteen white token phantoms, which showed that he had killed thirteen people.

The old monk was also very good. He bent his fingers and held a Zen stick. The Zen stick had great power. With a sound of "Amitabha", he seriously injured one person. There was no so-called mercy of a monk at all.

Above his head, there were seventeen white token phantoms!

The most powerful one was the one-armed Taoist cultivator. The rusty long sword in his hand seemed ordinary, but every time he swung the sword, the whole void trembled, and a sword energy that had condensed to the extreme exploded in it in an instant, extremely fierce.

Above the head of this one-armed Taoist cultivator, there were thirty-two white token phantoms floating.

Seeing his overbearing methods, the old monk and the pockmarked demon cultivator joined forces and attacked the one-armed Taoist cultivator.

The one-armed Taoist cultivator was not afraid at all and fought two enemies alone, and he even had the upper hand.

"This person is at the peak of the early stage of thunder tribulation, and is only one step away from the middle stage of thunder tribulation!"

Chu Yan's True Demon Eye opened and he immediately made a conclusion.

"Magic umbrella, open!"

The pockmarked demon cultivator waved his hand, and the black umbrella that had not been opened suddenly opened!

At this moment, countless black flying insects rushed towards the one-armed Taoist cultivator with a buzzing sound!

These black insects were very impressive, and each of them had the cultivation of the Void Refining Stage. There were tens of thousands of them in that area. If they joined forces, they could definitely kill a cultivator in the Thunder Tribulation Stage.

"Old Niu Bizi, this is my own demon insect that I have cultivated for tens of thousands of years. Let's see how you can break it!"

The demon cultivator's eyes showed a crazy look, and he muttered in his mouth, and a spell was cast.

Immediately, the demon worms transformed into a huge black head with two horns. It immediately opened its huge mouth and bit the one-armed Taoist.

"Break!"

The one-armed Taoist saw the situation, and a mocking look flashed in his eyes. He pointed the rusty black sword in his hand!

That's right, it was a point. This sword seemed very slow, but it was as fast as thunder.

"Bang!"

A terrifying sword energy burst out from the tip of the sword, directly blasting all the black demon worms.

"Subduing Tiger Palm!"

The old Buddhist cultivator saw the situation, and a light flashed in his eyes. His right arm suddenly became as thick as a bucket, and on it, boundless golden light flashed!

The most special thing was that his flesh palm suddenly transformed into the size of a door panel, and it exuded a golden luster, and slapped the one-armed Taoist.

"Body cultivation!"

Chu Yan's eyes changed. He had seen that the old Buddhist cultivator had an extraordinary body, and this technique could be seen at a glance that he was a body cultivator.

However, the one-armed swordsman still had a mocking look in his eyes, and raised the long sword in his hand!

"Ding!"

The sound of metal collision was heard, and this sword not only did not split the flesh palm, but even sparks came out.

The body cultivation secret technique of this old monk was somewhat similar to Chu Yan's immortal golden body!

"Amitabha, you can't break my golden body!"

The old monk chanted a Buddhist chant, and then the strength in his hand increased, and he suddenly grasped the rusty sword.

"I can't break it, old bald donkey, you think too highly of yourself!"

The one-armed swordsman's eyes flashed, and his momentum suddenly burst out. On the rusty iron sword, there was a flash of boundless light for a while, and there was actually a sound of thunder and lightning.

"Puff..."

Blood splashed, the old monk's palm was not only broken, but also cut in half!

"This, Thunder Treasure!"

The old monk's face changed drastically, and he saw that the rusty iron sword was actually entangled with lightning.

That was not the lightning transformed by the thunder spirit, but it actually contained the breath of real heavenly thunder.

Thunder Treasure, ordinary cultivators in the early stage of thunder tribulation cannot have it at all. Only cultivators in the middle stage of thunder tribulation can refine treasures with the remaining power of heavenly thunder when they are passing the thunder tribulation, so as to refine Thunder Treasure!

And this one-armed Taoist cultivator, whose strength has not reached the middle stage of thunder tribulation, can actually possess Thunder Treasure. This is something that the old monk and the pockmarked demon cultivator could never dream of. If they knew, they would never dare to fight here. However, now that it has come to this point, the two sides have already been in a state of life and death, and it is basically impossible to escape.

"My natal soul!"

This time, the pockmarked demon cultivator directly let his natal soul participate in the battle, and his cultivation was no longer reserved!

The old monk's soul also left his body!

The two of them fought desperately and attacked the one-armed Taoist together.

The battle became more and more tragic.

Soon, both of them were injured or killed.

On the Taoist side, except for the one-armed Taoist, there were only seven people left.

On the Buddhist and demonic side, except for the old monk and the pockmarked demonic, it was even worse.

There were only two Buddhists left, and three demonic.

Looking at the one-armed Taoist, he had completely suppressed the old monk and the pockmarked demonic, and the battle situation was very clear.

"Bang!"

With a sword like a rainbow, the one-armed Taoist shocked the old monk and the pockmarked cultivator and made them spurt blood and retreat.

The old monk and the pockmarked demonic were both seriously injured, and the old monk's soul had been cut off. Although the pockmarked demonic's soul had not collapsed, it was also cut off in half.

The winner has been decided!

The one-armed Taoist sneered, raised the sword in his hand and looked at the two: "You two, today, can..."

And at this moment, the one-armed sword cultivator only felt an extremely cold air coming from behind him at a very fast speed!

He turned around suddenly.

"Bang bang bang..."

Just when he turned around, three gray finger forces bombarded him one after another!

The one-armed sword cultivator reacted quickly and blocked two of them. When the third one still bombarded his body, the gray ice layer on his body spread rapidly, and he was frozen in an instant!

Without giving him a chance to react, the surrounding space was instantly still!

I saw a figure flash by!

Then, the still time was restored!

"Bang!"

The one-armed sword cultivator shattered the ice layer, looked at the person who came, and roared: "Kill him!"

"Needless to say, they are all dead!"

Chu Yan spoke lightly, and behind him, the seven Taoists all had gray magic patterns flashing between their eyebrows, and then their bodies all withered.

The seven souls were directly collected by Chu Yan into the magic banner standing beside him.

Above Chu Yan's head, the shadows of the white tokens were not concealed, and there were a total of 23 white token shadows floating.

At this moment, the situation was reversed instantly.

The old monk's eyes showed a look of surprise.

And the seriously injured pockmarked demon cultivator looked at Chu Yan with excitement in his eyes and shouted: "Brother, help me!"

"Die!"

The one-armed sword cultivator was completely furious. He was originally sure to win, but he was thrown into chaos by a cultivator who came out of nowhere.

At this moment, his cultivation power exploded instantly, and the sword energy on the rusty long sword in his hand immediately raged out, and the sword energy also contained the power of heavenly thunder.

"I was originally in the middle stage of the Thunder Tribulation, but I was injured and fell before. How dare you challenge me? Everything can be broken by this sword. Die!"

As he spoke, the one-armed Taoist cultivator's vast sword energy containing the power of heavenly thunder slashed down with the might of destroying everything.

"It's over!"

The old monk and the pockmarked demon cultivator changed their expressions. This sword has the momentum of the middle stage of the Thunder Tribulation!

"Everything can be broken? What a joke!"

Chu Yan said coldly, and a black light spit out from his mouth!

It turned out to be a black stone with green veins. It swelled in the wind and instantly turned into the size of a small mountain.

"Bang!"

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