Dark clouds cover thousands of miles, the entire island is covered in it, and the surrounding waters are not spared.

At first glance, the world is dark.

At first glance, it covers the sky and the sun.

The sky and the earth seemed to be in the dark clouds and thunder.

Qin Xianyu looked down at Qingli Sword and smiled and said, "This sword should be a small success."

He opened his left hand and lightning burst out from his palm.

Thunder tear apart the sky and soared into the sky in an instant, as if it turned into a thunder dragon, roaring and roaring.

Thunder entered the clouds, and suddenly activated the original thunder in the clouds, disrupting the original balance. The thunder immediately rolled around, and every cloud revealed lightning.

Thunder covers thousands of miles.

Then billions of thunders attacked each other and came to the same dynasty, which was where Yuan Shoufeng was retreating.

Qin Xianyu threw the sword and turned into a sword light, forming a sword curtain, blocking it.

Thunder is the power of heaven, and it will die if it touches it.

And the sword curtain is transformed by the sword light.

A long needle can pierce a human body, but countless long needles will turn into a steel plate, no longer sharp, it will only feel smooth and cannot hurt people. But the sword light is different, a sword light can hurt people, and countless sword lights condense together can still hurt people.

The sword curtain where countless sword lights gathered seemed as peaceful as a thin mirror, but in fact it was countless sword lights. When touching the sword curtain, it was like touching thousands of sword lights gathered together.

Thunder attacked, moving forward, full of mightyness, and overbearing.

The sword curtain seems to be under the attack of thunder, but in fact it also uses attack as its defense and attacks with countless sword lights.

The two attacked each other and set off a huge momentum.

Qin Xianyu carried his hands on his back and his eyes were slightly condensed.

He is not afraid of ordinary thunder, even if thunder is spreading thousands of miles away?

With his current Taoist practice, he can move mountains and seas with his hand, or turn over rivers and seas, which can sink islands, make no life for thousands of miles, and make the heaven and earth change color.

But this is not ordinary thunder, but heavenly punishment!

Yuan Shoufeng is not an ordinary person. Even now, he, the Eight-Turning Earth Immortal, feels extremely mysterious. He can't see clearly and can't see clearly. He only feels that there is a layer of fog on him at all times.

Such figures have now attracted the punishment of heaven.

Qin Xianyu knew that this was because the innate gods violated the secrets of heaven, but there must be other reasons. However, this was Yuan Shoufeng's matter, so he didn't speak, and Qin Xianyu had no intention of asking.

On the contrary, this heavenly disaster made Qin Xianyu feel more excited.

Thunder is the power of heaven. For this reason, he also practiced the Five Thunder Dharma, and combined with the thunder in his palm, condensed into the six yang realm of divine thunder.

Now facing the heavenly tribulation, countless Taoist rhymes are turbulent. Many of the insights in my heart are shattered and reborn.

Thousands of miles of thunder gather together and can almost penetrate the void.

The sword curtain transformed by Qingli Sword could no longer be supported and shattered in an instant.

And this sword was trapped in the ocean of thunder.

The sword is gold, and gold can guide thunder, so the sword is covered with thunder.

However, thunder is the power of heaven, and it is also a hot object with high temperature. It can be called thunder and fire.

Fire overcomes metal.

The Qingli sword is gradually melting.

The fire symbol depicted inside lights up slightly.

At this moment, the incarnation used its means to block the remaining thunder. After all, it was Qin Xianyu's incarnation. However, Daoxing was much taller than the ordinary seven-turn earth immortal.

The thunder that this incarnation blocked was just the aftermath that flowed over.

Although the sword curtain is damaged, the Qingli sword is still there.

The sword was almost melting in the thunder, but it was still resisting the thunder and even absorbing the thunder.

Because Qin Xianyu used ** power to carve the fire talisman to facilitate the absorption of thunder and fire.

"Just wait until all the thunder in the sky is collected, I believe that Qingli Sword will be able to achieve a small success. As for this sword, it should be after my Taoist fetus achievement."

Qin Xianyu pondered slightly, then raised his head and whispered: "How many disasters can happen in three disasters and nine difficulties?"

There is a wind blowing.

It is conceived by Xun Qi, so it is called Xun Feng.

The sea water blew up and tsunami, almost destroying the island.

Qin Xianyu used his strength to suppress the surrounding area and was not invaded by tsunami.

However, the Xun Feng comes from the sky and cannot resist it.

When the wind blows, the trees turn into ashes. Whether it is the leaves or the torso, they all go with the wind without leaving any drops.

The wind blew again, the rocks shattered, dissipated into dust, and followed the wind.

The cliff was blown by the wind and was shorter. The wind continued to come back and the cliff disappeared.

The wind blew across the earth, blew three feet into the ground, scattered into ashes, and left with the wind.

Qin Xianyu saw that the wind was originally clear and colorless. As he wiped out all things, it gradually became dirty and turbid. The wind was unclear, the color was low and dark, with yellow and black, and blue and purple.

Countless creatures on the deserted island, such as tigers and wolves, were also trembling, and the genus such as deer and sheep were almost scared to death.

The wind blew, and then any creature would turn into ashes along with rocks, trees and other objects.

Some monsters were barely calmed down and flew high. In an instant, they were blown out by the wind and their corpses were gone. Some monsters were running around in 6, trying to escape the wind, but it was useless.

However, some little monsters were good at burrowing into the ground and threw themselves into the ground.

The wind blows three meters of the ground, and these little monsters who are less than three meters of the ground are barely dead, and those who are less than three meters of the ground are all turned into ashes with the soil and rocks.

But the wind has not stopped yet, and the crisis has naturally not passed.

A wind in front will blow three meters away, and a wind in the back will also blow three meters away.

The wind is endless.

If there is no one to protect, the island will sooner or later turn into ashes.

Qin Xianyu thought for a moment, then suddenly closed his eyes.

The wind blew through his silk, shattering inch by inch, and then his magic power was used to regenerate his head.

The Taoist clothes were torn apart, and he ignored them.

Xunfeng failed to turn him into ashes, but he blew the immortal with immortal roots and Taoist bones to his body, and was in a mess.

But he was still standing there, not moving for a moment.

It is like him in the wind, as stable as a rock.

The thunder there has stopped.

There is a sword hanging in the sky, as clear as water, like a pool of autumn waves, only traces of the sword body, like runes, shining with blue and red luster, which is the mutual generation of thunder and fire.

Qingli Sword has been a little successful since then, and even if it is in the hands of the Nine-Turn Earth Immortal, it is still a rare treasure.

Qin Xianyu stretched out his hand and the sword broke through the void and landed on his hand.

The wind blows wildly beside you, blowing out countless things, no matter how living, dead, they are not spared.

The land under his feet has been scraped many feet away, so Qin Xianyu is hanging in the sky.

He was in the air, and there was still strong wind blowing, and it didn't move at all.

It was not until this time that he saw him raise his sword toward the sky.

The wind is a strong wind, and it is also a Xun wind. When the Qingli sword blows through it and dyes the sword intent, it is the sword wind.

The sword wind blows, the sharper it is, it is even more amazing than before.

Not to mention that on this deserted island, even the sea outside, was torn apart when the wind blew by, countless traces were torn, like a blue cloth that had been cut.

The traces on the sea cannot stop because the wind comes one after another, endless.

Qin Xianyu looked up and saw a little dark red color faintly in the clouds, flowing in the clouds, as thick as magma.

"The sword rises!"

Qin Xianyu raised his sword upwards.

A thousand miles acres.

The sword wind is rolling.

Roll up! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!