The #1 Pretty Boy of the Immortal Path

Chapter 62: Mistake the string

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Yun Lan also drew his sword out of the scabbard, and the tip of the sword was clear and cold, as if revealing the cold air above the snow-capped mountains.

The one who is suspected to be Cangmin, he doesn't have to draw his sword, the epee has no sharp edge, and it has no scabbard.

The top of the mountain is already cold, and the sun is blocked at this time, like the dark night, the wind is blowing, and the chill is even greater.

Lin Shu looked at the sky.

When the thick cloud becomes darker, like a drop of thick ink—

A white light ripped apart the sky, making people dazzled for a moment.

Lin Shu silently counted seconds in his heart.

three.

two.

one.

The cat shuddered violently.

The thunder burst out in an instant, deafening, and the whole mountain even shook slightly.

Lin Shu clanked three times in a row, his spiritual power flew, and he protected the cat, and then continued "End of the Clouds" to help the three people who were facing the thunder to gather their minds.

I saw above the sky, a thick purple and black thunder, slashing straight towards this side!

It seems that everything has slowed down, and there is only that powerful thunderbolt left between the heavens and the earth.

- How do you prove to the Dao of Heaven that the cultivation has been accomplished, the heart of the sword has been clear, and the Dao has been proved

Only with his extraordinary martial arts cultivation, he can block the nine tribulation thunders that contain the true meaning of heaven and earth!

Lin Shu blinked, almost thinking he was back a few months ago.

He came back to his senses and saw Ling Xiao raised his knife to the sky, hunting with his sleeves.

The surging sword qi shot straight into the sky and collided with the robbery thunder in mid-air!

Only this time, Lin Shu could already see that his cousin's cultivation might be on par with Xiao Shao's.

Heaven and earth were silent, and after a brief moment, Tianlei slowly pressed down.

Ling Xiao jumped up, his figure was astonishing, and it was another knife.

After the huge explosion of thunder, the purple thunder was silent for a while in the air, and then slowly dissipated.

The bunch of disciples gathered in front of the hall didn't care which school he was from, they just cheered: "Senior brother, good sword!"

The cat is not shaking so much, and it seems to be quite knowledgeable.

Lin Shuqin's voice gradually decreased, and then became continuous and clear.

After all, Ling Xiao is not in the period of tribulation. He is hard against the power of the thunder. Even if it is not obvious on the surface, he will still suffer from dark injuries. Therefore, while the second thunder has not yet come down, he replaced it with a song of healing, hoping it will work.

After half a stick of incense, the dull and dull thunder sounded from the sky again.

Second course!

Nine thunders, one is better than one.

Yun Lan pointed his sword to the sky and wiped the edge of the sword with his finger. With his movements, the clear light on the sword suddenly lit up, and it was the intent of the sword.

I saw that under the thunder, the sword light was like snow, and the sword energy was vertical and horizontal. He used the light-weight exercise technique to jump in the air, facing the thunder and retreating. , at the moment when Tianlei was about to press into the crowd, his sword intent rose sharply and stabbed towards Zilei!

Under the thunder light, the human body looks extremely small, but after years of cultivation in the immortal way, with a small body, it has the power to fight against the sword with heaven and earth.

The purple thunder that had been consumed by most of it dissipated under that sword.

The onlookers continued to applaud: "Senior brother, good sword!"

The young man said: "Two senior brothers, you are far better than me in attacking Tianlei, but when it comes to defense, I am the best at it."

Ling Xiao said: "Wait and see."

The dark clouds rolled, and the third thunder came in a low voice.

He did not use the sword, but thrust the black epee into the ground!

The thick spiritual power is centered on the epee, and the ripples are like ripples, and then it is suddenly retracted and turned upward, forming a circular spiritual power shield that just protects the four people and one cat. This barrier is thick and strong, and the spiritual power The flow of it is extremely mysterious, it is obviously an intangible thing, but it feels like cast iron, indestructible.

Lin Shu confirmed that this young man was Cang Min!

On that day, Cang Min showed such a vigorous style in the discussion with Xiao Shao, and the control of the mysterious and profound spiritual power.

Cang Min held the hilt of the sword in both hands, his eyes were tightly closed, the momentum of the whole body rose steadily, and the spiritual power mask became more and more solid.

Zi Lei slashed straight at them!

The black cat twitched violently, hugging Lin Shu's neck even tighter, almost making him unable to breathe.

Facing the Jiuxiao Zilei who was slashing straight, Lin Shu instinctively closed his eyes.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Nothing happened.

The black cat gave a happy "meow".

He opened his eyes and saw Cang Min grinning despite his pale face.

Most of that spiritual barrier was destroyed by the thunder, leaving only a thin layer. However, after all, it successfully resisted the third thunder that was stronger than the first two!

The disciples over there continued to applaud: "Junior Brother, good mana!"

- It's all because Cang Min's face is too small, and everyone wants to call him Junior Brother.

After a brief silence, the sky continued to roar with thunder.

The first three thunder tribulations were indeed successfully blocked, but the power of the following tribulation thunders increased exponentially.

Yun Lan said: "The three of you and I join forces."

Ling Xiao and Cang Min have no objection.

Ling Xiao and Yun Lan are good at confronting Tianlei head-on, consuming its power, while Cang Min is better at defending. The three of them cooperated and actually blocked three Tianlei.

The disciples onlookers didn't know how to praise, and the cheers were replaced by a unified: "Good!"

If you only listened to the sound, you would have thought that the storyteller in the teahouse had mentioned a wonderful scene, which attracted a loud applause from the audience.

But Lin Shu has stopped playing offensive or auxiliary tunes since Si Dao.

He was frantically healing those three people.

No matter how talented they were, no matter how powerful their cultivation was, they couldn't hide the fact that they were still in the Nascent Soul stage, and there was a whole big gap between them and Transcendence Tribulation.

Or not.

The wounds that the sound of the piano can heal is far more than the wounds they suffered under the thunder.

The seventh tribulation thunder slowly dissipated.

Cang Min spat out a large mouthful of blood, the color of golden paper, and he could barely keep from falling down by leaning on a heavy sword.

Yun Lan's hand holding the sword was also trembling slightly, obviously his spiritual power had been overdrawn.

As for Ling Xiao, Lin Shu couldn't see it.

However, the members of the Phoenix family have always been cruel to themselves, so Lin Shu suspected that he had suffered the same serious injury, but he was better at covering it up.

It is impossible for the three severely injured people to survive the next two thunderstorms.

In this case, they can walk away, but the gentleman promises a lot of money, and no one wants to give up.

The disciples onlookers did not applaud this time, but silently looked at the four people in the center.

In the silence, a disciple of Nascent Soul cultivation stepped forward and stood with them.

the second.

The third.

Then, the disciples of the Jindan stage stepped forward together.

There are twenty-three people who have climbed to the top of the mountain, all standing under the thunder.

When the eighth path came down, all the disciples tried their best, intertwined with various spiritual powers, and together they blocked the eighth path of tribulation thunder!

However, the power of Tianlei does not allow these disciples with low cultivation to be provocative.

No one was unscathed, all were seriously injured.

Ling Xiao wiped the blood from the corners of his lips and said lightly, "You spread out."

The disciples also know that with their own strength, when the next thunderbolt strikes, it will be the day of death, so they retreat silently.

Then he said to Cangmin, "You go too."

Cang Min gave him a deep look and nodded.

Under the sky, only Ling Xiao and Yun Lan remained.

Lin Shu listened to the rolling thunder in the sky, felt the terrifying pressure between the sky and the earth, and felt extremely uneasy, and called out his name: "Ling Xiao..."

Ling Xiao turned his head and smiled at him: "I'm fine."

Lin Shu pursed his lips.

Ling Xiao asked, "Are your hands okay?"

With such a high-intensity playing of the piano, and without a finger-protecting device in a hurry, Lin Shu's fingers had already turned red and tingled slightly.

He knew that this was negligible compared to the internal injuries suffered by those who fought against Tianlei.

Lin Shu said: "It's okay, you..."

Ling Xiao gently stroked the blade with his left hand and said, "Reassure."

Lin Shu said "um", still a little uneasy.

But he also thought that although the time together was very short, his cousin's character was beyond reproach, and he was a true gentleman. If he did not have the confidence to survive the thunder tribulation, he would definitely not leave Yun Lan to die together. Keep yourself close by.

Therefore, since Ling Xiao did this, he was sure that he would not die, and neither would anyone else.

Thinking like this, the sound of the violin finally returned to calm.

Ling Xiao said: "It sounds good."

Lin Shu had not heard anyone compliment him for many years, and with a flick of his mind, he accidentally played a wrong tune.

Ling Xiao looked at him and smiled slightly.

There was a sound of thunder in the sky, which was more powerful than all the previous thunder tribulations.

Yun Lan coughed.

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