"You are the Master of Tianji Pavilion?"
Lin Qianmo heard the voice and looked around, only to see a handsome young man with red lips and white teeth standing in front of the door, with a warm smile on his face, which made people feel like spring breeze.
She had heard Qi Ruyu's introduction and knew Ye Xu's identity.
When I look at it today, it looks a bit childish.
But a pair of eyes are as deep as an abyss, making it difficult to see through.
"It's me."
Ye Xu smiled and nodded.
"Fellow Taoist has great supernatural powers. He was able to calculate that we were coming to Tianji Pavilion a few days ago. Why don't we ask fellow Taoist to calculate, what are the chances of Nangong killing Dao and becoming a saint?" Lin Qianmo asked with a look in his eyes.
Lan Youruo's eyes were bright and she immediately looked at Ye Xu.
"Master, senior is a businessman, you have to make a price first." Qi Ruyu said.
"Let me do it."
Lan Youruo stared at Ye Xu with an eager expression and said, "Pavilion Master, as long as you can calculate the chance of Nangong becoming a saint, I am willing to offer you a piece of the Holy Divine Weapon."
Yang Xuanzhan's eyes lit up, business coming.
The three members of the Daqian royal family looked puzzled. What was the relationship between Lan Youruo and Nangong Zandao? Why were they so eager?
Lan Youruo is quite powerful and is a quasi-emperor.
Therefore, none of the three people thought about the relationship between men and women.
A half-saint and a quasi-emperor sounds so ridiculous.
The price has been paid, but Ye Xu seems to have no intention of doing business. He shakes his head and refuses, saying: "You are all guests from afar, so I will give you a favor." "There is
no charge for this news."
"Thank you, Master. ." Lan Youruo said anxiously: "Please let me know, Pavilion Master."
Ye Xu said: "Nangong Zhandao is the son of luck, adhering to the great luck, this sainthood is destined, and there will be no mistakes. ."
"Child of destiny? Is it really that exaggerated?" Qi Ruyu muttered.
"Senior, what is a child of luck?" Ye Xian'er tilted her head and looked at Ye Xu in confusion.
Ye Xu said: "The son of luck is the biological son of God."
"Where did God get his son?" Ye Xian'er looked like I didn't believe it, "Senior, I'm not stupid, how could you lie to me?"
Lin Qianmo and Lan Youruo It's funny, but it's also speechless.
Ye Xu was speechless and said: "This is just a metaphor, do you understand?"
"Nangong Zhandao inherits part of Yuanjie's luck. Every time he is able to turn disaster into good luck, it is because he has strong luck, so I I will call him the Son of Destiny."
Ye Xianer suddenly realized.
"So that's what happened."
Sure enough.
A quarter of an hour later, Nangong Zhandao's mood gradually stabilized, but his aura became stronger and stronger, his magic power surged, and his cultivation level rose in a straight line.
Boom!
A sudden thunder exploded over Linglong City, and the dark clouds that had just dispersed due to the death of the sword slave gathered again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The calamity cloud was dark, covering 30,000 miles, and was vast and boundless.
"Is there another powerful attack?"
People in Linglong City were panicking. After experiencing the sword slave incident, everyone still had not recovered from the shock.
"It doesn't look like a master is attacking, it's more like someone is overcoming a tribulation."
A senior saint witnessed this scene and said: "The cloud of tribulation can cover 30,000 miles. Is this a great sage who is overcoming a tribulation and wants to become a quasi-emperor? "
The calamity of a saint has six heavens.
Going up, the great sage will advance to the quasi-emperor level, and then he will bring down the heavenly calamity.
However, judging from the power of the Heavenly Tribulation, if the Great Sage advanced, the movement would be too small, completely inconsistent with the power of a quasi-emperor.
Everyone speculated.
"The calamity cloud of thirty thousand miles is really powerful."
When Ye Hongchen became a saint, the calamity was only three thousand miles, which was only one-tenth of Nangong Zhandao.
One can imagine how powerful Nangong Zhandao's background is.
"When I overcame the tribulation, it was only nine thousand miles away." Lan Youruo murmured, "Can Nangong survive such a powerful tribulation?" "
He has become a saint. With his ability, I think he is It's not difficult." Lin Qianmo comforted.
Nangong Qing and Nangong Chengye on the side were extremely excited.
Nangong Zhandao is worthy of being number one on the Hidden Dragon List.
Whoosh!
Nangong Zhandao opened his eyes, his eyes filled with divine light. He was like a magic sword, facing the catastrophe.
"Look!"
A saint's sharp eyes caught the light of Nangong Zhandao's sword. "The person who has overcome the tribulation is a young practitioner. His cultivation... he has just become a saint!"
Another saint exclaimed. He said: "This heavenly calamity...could it be caused by him?"
"Oh my god."
A saint said in shock: "Just after becoming a saint, he can attract calamity clouds thirty thousand miles away. Where does this weird thing come from? Fetus?"
"The land of our Yuan Realm is vast and rich, so it is reasonable for such a genius to be born."
"This Linglong City is really a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger. Not only are there powerful people like the Master of Tianji Pavilion, but there are also such evil and proud sons of heaven. ." One person sighed.
Boom!
The first catastrophe finally broke out after brewing for a cup of tea.
The 30,000-mile calamity cloud turned into a beam of 100,000-foot thunder. The divine thunder of destruction evaporated into the void, and was about to fall on Linglong City, turning the entire city into ashes.
Sonorous!
Nangong Zhandao reached out and drew his sword. After the sound of the sword, he swung the sword towards the first tribulation.
This knife is ordinary, nothing fancy.
After one strike, the lightning disappeared.
The first catastrophe was easily overcome by Nangong Zhandao.
"What a strong strength."
The senior saint's eyes were awe-inspiring, "His current strength is definitely no less than that of me, at least he is in the late stage of the saint realm." "
He has just become a saint, and his future is limitless. I don't know which family he is a disciple of." ?"
Seeing this scene, Lan Youruo felt a little relieved.
In fact, she knew Nangong Zhandao's strength, but she still couldn't let go.
boom!
As he spoke, the second heavenly catastrophe came, and its power increased dramatically. Within a radius of 5,000 miles, the great divine thunder of destruction was everywhere, like a sea of rolling thunder, or like a meteorite from the sky, smashing crazily towards Nangong Zandao.
Nangong Zhandao stepped into the sea of thunder with his sword in hand. His body glowed with a layer of golden light, and he instantly displayed his immortal golden body. The divine sword swept thousands of miles away, sweeping away the great thunder of destruction.
The second heavenly tribulation vanished into nothing in an instant.
Qi Ruyu was frightened.
"Fellow Taoist Nangong's strength really puts me to shame." Qi Ruyu said in shock.
Lin Qianmo glanced at him and said: "The things he has experienced are all kinds of strange, and he has an extremely rich background. It is not surprising at all that he can do this." "It
is strange that he does not have such strength."
Ye Hongchen and Qi Ruyu They both lowered their heads, ashamed.
"You don't have to be ashamed. The population of the Yuan Realm is not calculated. It took such a long time to produce a Nangong Zhandao, which is enough to prove his extraordinaryness." Lin Qianmo said.
Ye Xu smiled and said: "For more than 10 million years, the power of the Yuan Realm has dropped to its lowest point. It is said that the extremes of things must reverse, and a great change in the Yuan Realm is imminent. The birth of Nangong Zhandao may be the reason for the rise in the luck of the Yuan Realm."
Lin Qianmo was surprised. He glanced at Ye Xu.
Ye Xu probably knows a lot.
"Master, how powerful is this heavenly tribulation?" Yang Xuanzhan felt sad. Although he was envious, he knew that his strength was low. Even if a heavenly tribulation of 30,000 miles was imposed on him, he would not be able to bear it. .
As everyone knows.
The stronger the intensity of the tribulation, the stronger the foundation of the person who overcomes the tribulation.
Once you survive the catastrophe, the benefits will be huge.
"This Saint Heavenly Tribulation has a total of seven levels, and there will also be a Chaos Divine Thunder. The power of that Divine Thunder is estimated to be equivalent to a full blow of a Saint King."
Lin Qianmo said slowly: "After this blow, , Nangong Zhandao will be injured."
As he spoke, Nangong Zhandao had already passed the fifth inner demon tribulation.
The next moment.
The aura of the Heavenly Tribulation suddenly changed, the void suddenly shattered, and majestic Chaos Qi surged out from the depths of the void. Just as Lin Qianmo said, the Chaos Qi merged with the power of the Thunder Tribulation to brew the Chaos Divine Thunder of Great Destruction.
Click!
After a moment of effort, the scope of the calamity cloud suddenly shrank, and a divine thunder that penetrated the sky and the earth and contained the power of chaos turned into a thunder knife.
Above the nine heavens, there seemed to be a god-man holding a ten-thousand-foot magic sword, and he struck Nangong Zhandao with one strike.
boom!
Wherever the divine sword passed, everything was shattered, decayed, and extinct under the crushing force of chaos.
Even the laws turned into nothingness.
Nangong Zhandao closed his eyes and concentrated. When the magic sword was about to come, he also took out a sword.
Sonorous!
The divine sword in his hand was made of unknown materials. After experiencing repeated blasts from the Great Destruction Divine Thunder, it actually absorbed the power of the thunder tribulation, and its aura was strong and sharp.
Nangong Zhandao sacrificed his sword, and the world lost its color.
Everyone saw a gray world.
Thousands of miles around turned into the knife in Nangong Zhandao's hand.
He holds thousands of miles of heaven and earth in his hand, and uses heaven and earth as a sword.
Bang!
Nangong Zhandao slashed towards the Heavenly Tribulation Divine Sword.
In an instant.
The Divine Tribulation Sword began to collapse, but Nangong Zhandao's sword also trembled suddenly, and the gray world collapsed and began to disintegrate inferiorly.
The impact of the two terrifying forces caused a billowing wave of air to erupt from the heavens and the earth, spreading tens of thousands of miles away.
The practitioners in Linglong City were terrified.
The aftermath of this level is enough to kill them.
Lin Qian Mosu waved his hand and the air wave dispersed, saving all living beings in an instant.
puff!
Nangong Zhandao spit out a mouthful of golden blood. His immortal golden body was broken, his magical powers were broken, and he suffered heavy injuries.
However, this great chaos divine thunder was also destroyed by Nangong Zhandao.
He had finally survived the sixth heavenly tribulation.
"There is another one."
Nangong Zhandao looked up at the sky. The vast calamity clouds condensed into a sword of nothingness, and the sword cut into his heart.
A moment.
Nangong Zhandao sat cross-legged in the void and began to crack the catastrophe of transformation.
I don't know how long it will take.
Nangong Zandao opened his eyes.
That magical sword has been completely refined by him. His soul has been strengthened, his magic power has increased dramatically, and his physical strength has also made great progress.
The sky is clear and cloudless.
Nangong Zhandao walked down into the void.
"Congratulations, fellow Taoist, for being promoted to a saint." Qi Ruyu congratulated him with cupped hands.
"Congratulations."
Ye Hongchen also congratulated.
"Congratulations, Ninth Brother." Nangong Yi said happily.
"Good job."
Nangong Qing said excitedly.
Nangong Zhandao smiled, glanced at Nangong Qing's ancestors and grandson, and said: "Without you, I would not have been able to be promoted to a saint so quickly."
"We are all one family, no need to say thank you." Nangong Chengye said.
"You guys go back to Daqian first. After I finish my work, I will go to the Eastern Region." Nangong Zhandao said with a smile.
Nangong Qing's smile faltered.
He suddenly felt that Nangong Zhandao seemed to be a different person.
Compared with Nangong Zhandao just now, there is less human touch.
"Okay."
Nangong Qing forced a smile, "Then let's go back and tell Wan Jun that we will wait for you in Yujing City."
"Brother Ninth, you must come back."
Nangong Yi waved to Nangong Zandao, "I'm here Changning Palace is waiting for you."