(Thanks to the support of "I owed a tobacco". By the way, this name is so cool!)

Originally, among the five elements, water is the best effect to overcome fire, but the three-legged golden crows fly away and its power burns the sky and boils the sea. It can be said that water overcomes fire or fire overcomes water, so we need to see who has a higher power. However, there is no such problem with earth overcomes fire. Ordinary flames can be extinguished by just covering it with sand and soil. Although the fire extinguishing speed is slow, it is better to be stable.

Tang Cheng flapped his wings and flew, and the dim sword light was about to rush, and no matter how the three-legged golden crows that had changed, there was no way to hide from the world. The sword light was like the sea, completely submerging the three-legged golden crows.

The sound of thunder rolled and resounded through the mountains. Each slash of the Thick Earth Divine Thunder Sword of Gen Mountain flew the red flames of the golden crow. Every strand of flying flames was transformed by the vitality of Monk Bianji.

The size of the golden crow is too large, like a foolish target, allowing Tangcheng to slaughter. Bian Ji has been practicing the Buddha's voice thunder formation and its advanced magic seven transformations of Xuantian since he was a child, but he only initially cultivated the Golden Crow Transformation and the White Tiger Transformation. The remaining five types have not yet been dabbled in.

Moreover, he could not change his body shape at will. If the situation does not change now, Monk Bianji will sooner or later be blown by Tang Cheng's sword light.

Originally, the golden crow transformed into Bian Ji flapped its wings for a thousand miles, advancing and retreating, like light and lightning. However, Tang Cheng was never afraid of competing for speed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Monk Bianji heard a long cry, the flame on the golden crow's body retracted inward, transformed into a tiger full of evil spirits.

The tiger was all white, with only a pair of cold and ruthless eyes. It suddenly opened its mouth and showed its shrill fangs. The tiger roared into the sky. The roar made the monk Yixuan on the ground change his color. If this battle and debate kill Tang Cheng, it would not be a good thing for either side, but it was too late to regret it.

Among the holy beasts in all directions, the White Tiger lives in the west, belongs to metal, and is responsible for killing. After Monk Bianji transformed into the White Tiger, his murderous intent increased dramatically and he abandoned all his original good thoughts. This is an inevitable flaw in the seven transformations of Xuantian.

Although the speed of the white tiger is not far from that of the golden crow, it is not about escaping, but about using the talented magical powers of the white tiger to swallow the sky and kill it.

When Tangcheng saw the white tiger transformed into a red cloud in the blink of an eye, he turned half of the sky into a red cloud. At this time, it was too late, the scorching sun was about to fall, and the sun was shining brightly in the west. At this moment, there were radiant clouds of radiances of hundreds of miles in the sky, and there was no room for the radiance of the sun.

The white tiger slowly turned his head, his amber pupils were indifferent, and his cold and ruthless aura instantly locked on Tang Cheng. The strong murderous intent only made Tang Cheng's hands and feet cold.

"Roar!"

A fierce roar fell from the sky, and the plants and trees on Kunlun Mountain were invaded by this murderous intent, instantly turned yellow and then withered into ashes. The aftermath was still so powerful, not to mention that Tang Cheng, who faced this murderous intent, felt like a small boat sailing on the violent sea.

Tang Cheng understood that all this was murderous invasion in the mind, and the Yuan Dan in his dantian was operating, and his spiritual consciousness was as solid as a rock. However, this delay gave the White Tiger a chance.

Suddenly, his mouth opened and his fangs exposed, Tangcheng suddenly felt that the sky and earth were dark, as if the sky had lost all its brilliance, and the darkness was as dark as ink.

The White Tiger Swallows the Sky and Kills.

Tang Cheng said intimately that something was wrong, so he quickly flapped his wings and retreated. He had retreated thousands of miles away in the blink of an eye. He avoided this must-kill move, then flapped his wings and stepped forward, and came to the white tiger again a hundred feet away. It was only half a breath between advancing and retreating.

The white tiger's big mouth was about to close, and Tang Cheng suddenly had a whim. Among the idle books he had read, there was a travelogue that the protagonist liked to get into the enemy's belly and make a fuss.

This is not unreasonable. If you attack from the outside, even if you attack from the sky, even if you are the strongest of Gantian’s true yang divine thunder, the battle will not be ended in a short time. However, if you attack from the inside out, it will inevitably be much easier. Moreover, most of the opponent’s strange murderous intent has disappeared. Obviously, that trick is useless. This move should be caught by the other party off guard. When you think about it, Tang Cheng flapped his wings and flashed through the cracks of the white tiger’s teeth.

"Oh, Master is not good! Master is eaten by that tiger!" Shangguan Hong nervously grabbed Mingyue's arm and shook it non-stop. In such a battle in the sky, Jianzhai and the people in Jianzhai are not dead, so they will naturally pay attention.

Therefore, after Tang Cheng and Monk Bian Ji fought for a stick of incense, more than a dozen people came to Jianzhai. Don’t look at the number of people too small. In fact, except for the monks with fixed deacons, this is already half of the population of Jianzhai.

Mingyue smiled slightly and said, "Don't be afraid of Hong'er, a mere tiger can't eat him!"

Yuan Buxie held Baili Bing's hand and smiled and said, "With the wind and thunder wings here, Junior Brother Tang is invincible. Seeing him taking the initiative to throw himself into his arms, he must be very sure."

Ming Yue and others did not know that the monk Bian Ji who fought with Tang Cheng was a Yuanshen cultivator, otherwise he would not have been so easy and freehand. However, God took good care of their face. As soon as the two of them finished speaking, the white tiger, who was stunned in the sky, suddenly shook his body, and thousands of sword lights burst out from his body, and collapsed with a bang.

The Buddha's voice thunder formation was completely disintegrated and broken. Although Monk Bianji could still reorganize the offensive, it was meaningless. Because, the moment the formation was broken, Tang Cheng stabbed with a sword, leaving a blood mark on Monk Bianji's neck.

The winner has been decided.

It was the first time for Tang Cheng to defeat a soul monk head-on. He was extremely happy in his heart, celebrating to defeat a powerful enemy, and finally having a powerful attack for himself.

The colorful clouds in the sky were slowly retracted, and Tangcheng withdrew the sword domain's control over the vitality. All kinds of vitality came back, stirring each other, transforming into colorful rays of light, which was extremely beautiful.

Monk Bian Ji stroked his neck with his hand and said in a dim light: "I lost!" Even though there were too many unwillingness, Bian Ji was not a person who couldn't get involved. After admitting his defeat, he immediately pressed the cloud head and landed on Jianzhai's platform.

However, Tang Cheng was still staying in the sky, realizing the power of the heavenly tribulation. Suddenly, Tang Cheng laughed, and the surrounding energy changed like lightning, and several sword lights as high as meter high rose from behind him in turn.

The first sword light is as bright as snow, with a sharp edge; the second sword light is green and pleasant, full of vitality; the third sword light is as deep as ink, devouring light; the fourth sword light is as red as fire, with a very violent and violent; while the last sword light is dim, but heavy as a mountain.

These five sword lights rotate like folding fans, and the colors change, magnificent and fantastic, like poetry and painting. Tang Cheng was extremely satisfied and laughed so hard that he couldn't stop. With a slight flapping of his wings, Tang Cheng fell from the sky.

He glanced at him and found that Monk Yixuan and Bian Ji had already left. Tang Cheng felt quite regretful. He still had a good impression of Monk Bian Ji, so he was unable to get to know him further.

Zhenren Mingye was already laughing from ear to ear, and the old Taoist Wangyou looked extremely calm, but he must have been overjoyed!

"You are the teacher uncle, fortunately, my disciple will not be humiliated!"

"Okay! OK! The eldest brother has accepted a good disciple!" Zhenren Mingye immediately praised. Old Taoist Wangyou drank a sip of wine and said disdainfully: "It will take so long to retreat a little monk. You have to work harder!"

Tang Cheng lowered his head and said yes, but rolled his eyes secretly and whispered: Do you think that is as perverted as you! I am a normal person!

Zhenren Mingye teased: "Come on! If you want to laugh, just laugh, pretend that you are strict and you will be a good disciple!"

The old Taoist Wangyou curled his lips and said, "Leiyin Temple is going to ride on our heads this time. Do you, the head teacher, have no idea?"

Zhenren Mingye waved his hand and signaled Tang Cheng to retreat, and retorted casually: "You have caused trouble for yourself. When the injury is healed, I don't know anything and don't want to care about it!" Obviously, the behavior of Monk Yixuan made Zhenren Mingye quite unhappy, so he let the old Taoist Wangyou take revenge.

Tang Cheng smiled and walked towards Ming Yue and others. Shangguan Hong cheered and rushed over, hugged Tang Cheng's arm and said softly: "Master, I just heard from Master, that monk is a real person in the soul! Hey, these five sword lights are so beautiful, what's the name!"

Tang Cheng shook his hand, and pulled his arm back in the extreme of his strength, and said quietly: "Hong'er, this is the sword light I formed by simulated the heavenly tribulation. The white tiger transformed into the monk was broken by this sword light!"

Shangguan Hong's eyes shone, and he hurriedly reached out to touch it, but Tang Cheng did not stop it. Although the sword light was condensed from thunder, it was very stable and would not be hindered when touched casually.

Mingyue, Yuan Buxie and others came forward to congratulate him and chatted for a few words. Wei Chaoying and the other two were also stumbled on the way. Tang Cheng did not have a cold personality. After chatting for a few words, he sent them away.

Shangguan Hong touched the five sword lights all over, reluctantly let go of his hand, and suddenly asked, "Master, does this sword light have a name?"

Tang Cheng smiled and said, "Each sword light is named after the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation, corresponding to gold, wood, water, fire and earth, namely Duize Xinjin Divine Thunder Sword, Wanhe Bimu Divine Thunder Sword, Kanshui Liuren Divine Thunder Sword, Qiantian Zhenyang Divine Thunder Sword, Genshan Thick Earth Divine Thunder Sword."

Shangguan Hong was extremely disappointed and said in a depressed mood: "Ah, they actually have names!"

Mingyue touched Shangguan Hong's head and smiled and said, "There is no general term yet, so why not have Hong'er to pick one!" Tang Cheng said irresistible: "Okay!"

Shangguan Hong immediately cheered up and said, "Okay! What's the name? This is based on the five elements, comparable to the heavenly tribulation, so it is called the Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation Sword? Well, it's too powerless. You must choose a name that tells people to escape when they hear it. If there is one, it's called the Shenxiao Five Elements Heavenly Tribulation Sword!"

After saying that, Shangguan Hong shook his head, obviously very proud. Yuan Buxie smiled strangely and said, "What a long name, it's really a rush to escape!" As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Li Bing pinched his soft flesh, twisted it twice, and said softly: "Is this name not good?"

Yuan Buxie gasped, looked at Shangguan Hong, who was crying and Ming Yue, who was eyeing him, and said wisely: "Okay! Good name! The nephew Hong is indeed a talented person. For example, I can only take some names like Amao Sword and Dog Dan Sword! It's so powerful and so talented!"

Shangguan Hong was still unconfident and stared at Tang Cheng with tears in his eyes and asked, "Master, is that true?"

Tang Cheng touched his nose, smiled, nodded very wisely, and said, "Of course the name Hong'er gave is good, it's not fake at all."
Chapter completed!