Chapter 5282: The only way for the strong

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Ling Chuxi at this time did not know that the pseudonym he had taken for a while was easily recognized by Gongye Bo. But to speak, even if she tried her best to get another voice, she could not escape the eyes of Gong Yebo.
As a refiner, Gong Yebo certainly knows how hard it is to be a good refiner, and how can there be so many coincidences in the world.
Outside the body, the Dan Yun, the merging spirit of the Danshen, has been fully incorporated into the body, the sea of ​​mind, the Yuanshen issued a whistle, and soared into the sky!
At this time, Yuanshen's dark-colored armor sat on the guardian unicorn, his long hair fluttering heroically.
Unlike Yuan Yuanshen’s slightly vague sense of sorrow, Yuanshen’s eyebrows were as vivid and vivid as if he had substance, and his strength was obviously improved.
As Yuanshen recovered, a stream of congenital venerable Yuan flowed into the meridians, flowing like a river, Ling Chuxi's strength, like the river after the summer rain, and the water level continued to rise.
"Boom" made a muffled noise, and the dam above Hongfeng, the last bottleneck of Wei Zun Peak, was easily broken.
Sky spirit clouds converged, a thunder pierced the sky, and fell towards Ling Chuxi unstoppable.
Ling Chuxi did not expect that when Yuanshen first recovered, she was immediately promoted to Xuanzun, and she had no preparation at all.
This is how to practice God's thunder and thunder. How many cultivators have endured hardships and hardships, and practiced like a dripping stone to the realm of the Xuanzun, but in the end it was destroyed by this thunder.
Ling Chuxi regretted that if she knew that she would be promoted to Xuanzun so soon, she should first open the Jiuzhou Mountains and Rivers map with Daoyuan Stone, learn a few more ways of Heavenly Dao Swordsmanship, and then refining the Fushen Spirit Pill, so the thunder would fall. At the same time, you can be more protective.
Unfortunately, it's too late to regret now, Ling Chuxi can only draw out the falling dust sword, a sword pointed to Jiuzhou cut towards the thunder.
Dao Dao flashed blue, scattered like a snake and a dragon, that thunderstorm was split by Ling Chuxi.
So weak! Ling Chuxi couldn't help but show a smile, thinking how powerful this thunder was, it turned out to be nothing more than that.
But soon, she couldn't laugh, because another thunderstorm immediately fell, and the power was obviously stronger than the previous one. In the dark and dark cloud, thunderous thunders continued, and apparently other robbery was still brewing.
Ling Chuxi suddenly reacted, and there were nine spiritual purges for the promotion of the holy order, the prince order was 2918, and the emperor order was 3929, and so on. It is six, nine, fifty four.
This was just a hit, but it was the first thunder.
The second line of thunder hadn't fallen to the top of the head, and the third line had already exposed anger, falling down like a roar of an angry dragon.
Ling Chuxi smiled bitterly, gritted his teeth, and flew up. While the thunder was in midair, the power had not yet been fully released, and he cut it out with a sword.
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In the loud noise, Ling Chuxi was chopped out one by one, and the robberies of thunder dissipated under the sword power, and Ling Chuxi's face also became pale, and the right hand holding the sword was cracked by the tiger's mouth. Like a spring, the figure keeps falling.
Wei Wuming had already withdrew from cultivation, his expression was solemn, and he gripped the long knife again.
He knows that this thunder-refining is the only way for every Xuanzun master. Only after withstanding the test of fifty-four thunder-robes, Ling Chuxi can be regarded as a real step into the realm of Xuanzun. So even if Ling Chuxi was seriously injured, she couldn't help.