The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

After the 81 thunder tribulations have been struck, it just corresponds to the number of ninety-nine.

Song Yu looked at the young man who was going through the tribulation in front of him from a distance, and thought, this boy must be extraordinary.

After the shocking thunder calamity, everyone present breathed a sigh of relief. If the thunder calamity continued, they would doubt their lives!

Damn, ninety-nine and 81 purple sky thunder tribulations!

Unexpectedly, someone really survived such a terrifying thunder disaster.

Before today, they always thought that this kind of heaven-defying thunder calamity only existed in legends, and they heard it as an anecdote, but they didn't expect to be lucky enough to witness it with their own eyes today!

Shocked and frightened.

After the massive thunder calamity, the thick and dark clouds above gradually dispersed, revealing an exceptionally clear blue sky, and a golden light soared down from the sky.

Straight, projected on the young man in the ruins.

Golden Light.

Bright, dazzling, eye-catching.

Immediately—

The sun shines brightly, and golden lotuses emerge from the earth.

The fairy sound is worn in the ring, and the bright moon is born on the sea.

The vision of pill formation appears!

The scene of such a fairy family is full of auspiciousness, which makes everyone dazzled and amazed.

Suddenly.

There was a phoenix cry, clear and sharp.

When everyone heard the sound, they couldn't help but be fascinated.

Immediately opened his eyes wide.

I saw a five-color phoenix flying out from behind the boy.

Dragging its gorgeous and long feathers, it soared into the distance, and disappeared into the sky.

"It's Phoenix!"

"The colorful phoenix sings!"

"..."

"..."

There was a burst of exclamation from the crowd, staring intently at the five-color phoenix that suddenly appeared. After it disappeared in the sky, regretful and lost expressions appeared on their faces.

Phoenix, to this city, is special to Qin Xiu.

It is rumored that the Phoenix can make the most beautiful sound in the world, which is the supreme movement.

And there is a Fengming Pavilion in Tianyin City, and a piano is taken from Fengming.

At this time, a phoenix suddenly flew out of Ye Wuchen's alchemy vision, which made people think too much.

Most people who cultivate immortals have holes in their brains and think too much.

Song Yu looked back from the sky where the five-color phoenix disappeared, and looked at the young man standing in the ruins in front of him with a complicated expression. Could this be God's will foretelling something?

Did he...

No no no, impossible.

Song Yu then immediately vetoed his ridiculous thought that flashed just now, I can't lose, how could I lose to such a junior.

However, a bad premonition faintly appeared in Song Yu's heart.

Things are out of control...

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A bad premonition of a cultivator is really a bad warning.

Very clever!

Never underestimate a monk's hunch.

Just after a bad premonition emerged in Song Yu's heart, in front of him——

After crossing the thunder tribulation, the upgrade was successful.

Ye Wuchen, who successfully entered the golden core stage, suddenly opened his eyes.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were dark and heavy, and purple lightning flashed faintly in his eyes.

I saw that he raised his hands.

Fuxiqin appeared in front of him.

Compared with before (before crossing the catastrophe), the color of Fuxiqin's body is a little darker, and streamers can be seen faintly flashing on the dark black body of the piano, and a few more lines are added on it, outlining a mysterious pattern.

"Zheng-!"

There was a sharp, crisp piano sound.

Immediately after—

"Clang! Clank! Clank!!"

A rush of passionate piano sounds came like a storm.

"Clang clank clank clank clank——!!!!!!"

On the fingertips of Ye Wu's Shen Fuqin, streamers of purple light emerged, and the sound of the piano turned into purple lights——

Constant savings.

savings.

Then--

Then only heard, "Boom!"

There was a thunder in the clear sky.

"Fuck!"

"Thunder Tribulation!?"

"Again!"

"..."

"..."

When the people below heard the familiar thunder, they couldn't help but wailed, "Oh my god!"

Why did it strike again!

"and many more--"

After the conditioned wailing, everyone who eats melons immediately realized, "Where is the thunder coming from?"

"Who has crossed the robbery again?"

It's not crossing robbery!

Somewhere in the City Lord's Mansion.

A certain devil who was breathing heavily in relief just now, was shocked by the sudden thunder and trembled all over, trembling his lips, and said loudly, "There is no end!"

"I want, I must kill that kid!"

"Kill you ah ah ah ah!"

And in the arena venue.

"Look up, look, what is that!"

With an exclamation, everyone looked up.

I saw-

Above their heads, countless purple lightning lights are densely packed and intertwined, like a grid of lightning lights.

It makes one's scalp tingle.

"what is this!?"

"Look, fellow Daoist Ye!"

"..."

Standing in the ruins, Ye Wuchen played the piano expressionlessly, his whole body was covered with purple thunder, thick and shiny.

And the purple lightning grid above their heads was created by the lightning that overflowed from his body.

"!!!!!!"

"What is he going to do!?"

"..."

"..."

Everyone looked at Ye Wuchen's actions in horror and inexplicable, as if they were looking at a monster.

"It's Dongfeng Song."

In the distance, on the platform.

Elder Mo He stared at the young man playing the piano in front of him, and said in a serious voice, "It's really calculating!"

"Has he calculated to such an extent!"

Did he have this idea from the beginning?Step by step.

Dongfeng Song, also known as Borrowing Potential Song.

And what power did Ye Wuchen borrow, and who did he borrow it from?

Naturally borrow from the sky!

Play a song with Jun (Heaven), please Jun (Heaven) listen to me!

Borrowing the power and prestige of the king (heaven), I hope that the king (heaven) will answer my request!

"God damn it!"

With the high-pitched sound of the piano, straight up——

"Boom, boom!"

A purple thunderstorm, carrying the power of destroying the world and the power of thunder, struck Song Yu fiercely from the sky.

Seeing this, Song Yu's complexion changed drastically.

As a last resort——

I had no choice but to sacrifice the zither and run my whole body's spiritual power to resist!

"boom--"

Zixiao Shenlei caused a sensation in the audience.

Everyone on the field was turned on their backs by the people who were shocked by the aftermath.

At some point, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly.

Wait for the thunder and lightning to dissipate.

Expose the situation on the field.

I saw-

Song Yu was dressed in a disheveled Taoist robe, looking slightly embarrassed, and stood in front of him with a somewhat pale expression.

In front of him, Ye Wuchen had already stopped playing the piano, the young man looked at him with a sly smile on his handsome face, blinked, and said, "You admit defeat."

"Hmph!" Song Yu snorted coldly and said, "I haven't lost yet, why should I admit defeat?"

"But..." The young man looked at him, and said with a distressed face: "Your spiritual power has been exhausted, can you continue to fight?"

"I can!" the boy said proudly, "I feel better than ever now, I feel like I can fight for [-] rounds!"

"..." Song Yu exhausted his remaining spiritual energy in order to resist and defend against the purple sky thunder.

His face turned blue immediately.

"you do this delibrately."

Gritting his teeth, he said to the boy in front of him, "You've already made up your mind!"

"mean!"

"Please call me wit, thank you." Ye Wushen said modestly.

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone in the audience was stunned and looked at him with admiration. What a shameless person!

In the distance, on the platform.

Those Taoist monarchs leaned forward and backward laughing, unable to control themselves.

"Should!"

"This kid... Tsk, with such a shameless demeanor, I don't know who he looks like, Quqin is obviously not such a person!"

"Could it be like Ye Guanghan? Ye Guanghan is not as obvious as him."

↑It means that Ye Guanghan is Mensao, and Ye Wushen is Mingjian?

The group of dao lords who were killed by Song Yu saw that he had suffered a big loss and fell on Ye Wuchen, and they were immediately relieved, thinking that it was not a repayment!The time came so fast.

They couldn't get the Qin Emperor position, so instead of giving it to Song Yu, it would be better to give it to Ye Wushen, a junior.

Ye Wushen, a young man with no foundation and no climate, won the title of Qin Emperor when he was born late, which is completely different from Song Yu, Taoist Monarch of Jiuqu Palace, who won the title of Qin Emperor.

Therefore, no one would object to him getting Fengmingqin and Qinhuang honor.

And as long as these zither masters don't object, others will question it, so what if they have opinions?After all, Ye Wuchen won it by virtue of his own ability, so hold back!

If you have the ability, go and compete with Daoist Song Yu!

Elder Mo He listened to the light laughter of the fellow Taoists around him who felt relieved, and did not speak.

He just kept his face calm and stared at the young man who was confronting Song Yu in front of him.

Xindao, are these... including their reactions, all in his calculations?

Has he calculated everything from the beginning?

Since when did he plan this?

What a shrewd and intelligent young man!

And ahead——

Song Yu looked at the young man who was patiently waiting for him to admit defeat. He felt aggrieved, his face darkened, and he said after a long time, "You are very good!"

"It was you who won!"

After finishing speaking, his face was ashen, without saying a word, he turned and left.

"hey-hey!"

Hearing his words, Ye Wuchen couldn't help but let out a burst of triumphant laughter, and said to Fuxi in the sea of ​​consciousness, "I won!"

"I won!!"

"Qin Emperor is mine!"

Hearing his smug laughter, Fu Xi couldn't help laughing, and said in a tone full of indulgence and love, "Yes, yes, it's yours."