Chapter 950 Feng Caichen’s Life Soul Thunder Tribulation
"Hidden Sword Tomb... The Master of the Sword of Killing, the Master of the Sword of the West has arrived!"
"Dongtu...the great city lord has arrived with his disciple Mo Bufan!"
A loud voice resounded from the disciples on duty from the Holy Way of All Heavens, announcing the identity of the visitor.
In the ceremony square, Holy Lord Tianya immediately stood up from his throne, looked up at the sky, and said with a big smile: "A friend has come from afar, and the saints of the heavens are honored!"
Whoosh!
In the void above the Holy Way of the Heavens, two bright sword lights came from the left at great speed, one was deep and deep, and the other was as bright as the sky!
And from the void above on the right, there is a bright white vast stream of light, full of holy flavor!
Three streams of light fell on the ceremony square, and two tall and arrogant figures were revealed, with sharp intent gushing out from all over their bodies. They were none other than the Sword Master of Killing Era and the Master of Xilai Sword!
Under the bright light on the other side, Mo Bufan appeared first, and Gu Qingchen's figure was shrouded in it, extremely mysterious.
"The Holy Paths of the Heavens congratulate you on the grand event. The Holy Son has entered the Life Soul Realm. This sect is invited, how can you not come?"
The Master of the Sword Killer smiled and spoke, a faint brilliance appeared in his dark eyes, which was unpredictable.
Ye Wuque stepped out, cupped his fists and saluted Master Zhane Sword Master and Xilai Sword Master and said, "Wuque would like to thank Master Zhane Sword Master and Master Xilai Sword Master for coming here. It's really a great surprise!"
"Haha! Wuque, now that you have entered the Life Soul Realm, you have already surpassed us. With such achievements at such an age, Beitian is astonished!"
The Xi Lai Sword Master spoke with a smile, the admiration in his tone unabashed and beyond words.
Looking at the young figure of Tianzong Shenwu in front of him, a deep emotion flashed in the eyes of the Xilai Sword Master.
When he went to the east to pick up the elegant minister and enter the Tibetan Sword Tomb, he knew that Ye Wuque was extraordinary, but he did not expect that in just one and a half years, he would have such glorious achievements. It was really a deep feeling.
A sense of trance.
"Thank you Xilai Sword Master for your praise. It's just good luck. It's nothing."
Ye Wuque smiled at the praise from the Sword Master from the West, showing no hint of pride or complacency, but instead appeared extremely low-key and humble.
"Wuque, congratulations on entering the Soul Realm!"
On the other side, Gu Qingchen's voice sounded, with a sonorous tone. It was obvious that in this large public, Aunt Chen did not reveal her true identity, and she also covered up her words.
"Thank you so much to the Lord of the City! The Lord of the City has been so busy all the way, so I don't know how to thank you!"
Looking at the blurry figure submerged in the brilliant light, Ye Wuque was a little surprised. He never expected that Aunt Chen would come to Dongtu in person to congratulate him.
"Brother Mo! It's been a hard journey!"
Ye Wuque also cupped his fists and saluted Mo Bufan, and Mo Bufan also cupped his fists in return.
At this moment, next to the three holy masters, there were three huge thrones again. The two sword masters and Aunt Chen took their seats, while Mo Bufan joined Ye Wuque and Ximen Zun at the table.
But Ye Wuque soon noticed something was wrong, because he suddenly realized that Aunt Chen was sitting next to Aunt Linglong, whether it was accidental or deliberate.
Although from a distance, Ye Wuque also saw Aunt Chen and Aunt Linglong seeming to be toasting each other, but for some reason he always felt that there seemed to be a hint of competition and comparison between them.
He let out a nervous breath, and Ye Wuque suddenly felt slightly uneasy. He was afraid that if Aunt Linglong and Aunt Chen got into a fight over a disagreement, who would he help?
The tall and arrogant figure of Uncle Fu appeared in his mind, and Ye Wuque had to sigh in his heart, "I'm convinced!"
But then, his expression suddenly changed, his body flashed, and he reappeared on the throne of the Holy Son. He asked the master of the sword from a distance: "Excuse me, sword master, why didn't Brother Feng come?"
Ye Wuque was a little confused as to why Feng Caichen didn't show up, because he knew that with Feng Caichen's character and knowing that he would definitely come to congratulate the grand gathering today.
Hearing Ye Wuque's question, the Master of Sword Killer suddenly showed a smile and a hint of deep expectation on his face.
"How come Caichen didn't come to your grand party? He came, but he suddenly felt something in the middle of the party and stopped temporarily by himself, saying that he wanted to give you a gift!"
Gift?
Ye Wuque's eyes moved slightly, and then he seemed to think of something, and a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes!
"Could it be..."
At this moment, earth-shaking roars suddenly echoed in the Holy Way of the Heavens, coming from the sky in Zhongzhou outside the mountain gate!
"Hahahaha... Caichen's fateful soul thunder disaster has finally come!"
The Master of the Sword Cutting Era suddenly stood up and laughed loudly, seemingly extremely excited.
"That's it! As expected of Brother Feng, Ye really likes such a gift! Hahahaha..."
Ye Wuque also stood up at this moment and burst out laughing. Immediately he took a step forward, and the golden soul sun rolled behind him, turning into a golden stream of light and rising into the sky, leaving the holy way of the heavens and heading to the land of Zhongzhou!
As soon as he left the sect, Ye Wuque noticed that the entire land of Zhongzhou was darkened at the moment. In the high sky, rolling thunder clouds were churning and accumulating, and streaks of extremely bright and brilliant thunder were rolling in it!
Ye Wuque looked around, and finally saw a white-robed figure holding a simple long sword in the void. He was handsome and tall, standing proudly in all directions. He was none other than the elegant minister!
At this moment, Feng Caichen's whole body is filled with an unstoppable edge. He is obviously a humanoid creature, but it seems like a peerless sword has been reincarnated!
The Brilliant Sword God comes to the world, and his supreme edge comes from the sky!
"Brother Ye, you are here!"
Feng Caichen immediately felt Ye Wuque's aura, smiled and opened his mouth, showing off his sharp edge.
"Brother Feng makes me very happy with such a gift. How could I not come?"
Ye Wuque also smiled long and looked at Feng Caichen with bright eyes, full of expectation.
He knew that Feng Caichen's gift was to survive the fateful soul thunder tribulation today and officially enter the fateful soul realm!
Because Ye Wuque once said to Feng Caichen after completing the tribulation: "I'm waiting for you in the Soul Realm. I hope it won't be too late."
Today, Feng Caichen responded to Ye Wuque's original words with practical actions.
Boom!
The thunder tribulation clouds that filled the sky began to erupt with a shocking roar, and Feng Caichen's life soul thunder tribulation was equally terrifying, covering the entire Zhongzhou!
"A peerless prodigy from the swordsmanship lineage embarks on the road to the supreme sword. This is the ultimate realm of swordsmanship. His life and soul thunder disaster is also worth looking forward to."
In Ye Wuque's mind, a voice with a hint of smile and appreciation sounded.
Obviously, even Sora admires Feng Caichen very much, which shows that Feng Caichen has an unparalleled talent in the kendo lineage.
Behind Ye Wuque, several streams of light came at extremely fast speeds. They were the three holy masters and the two sword masters!
Holy Lord Tianya and Master Sword Killer stood side by side in the sky, looking at Feng Caichen's figure with a hint of expectation.
"The perfect life soul thunder tribulation has survived a total of 108 thunders, breaking the record in the Northern Territory. It is unprecedented and probably unprecedented. I wonder how many more thunders will come in Cai Chen's life soul thunder tribulation?
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The master of the sword-killing sword spoke, with a hint of excitement in his tone.
"No matter how many stories there are, the era when the two of them coexisted in the Northern Territory will leave their names in history and be passed down forever."
Holy Lord Tianya also smiled and spoke with a hint of excitement.
Click!
At this moment, above the void, the thunder clouds finally accumulated to the extreme, and a bright thunder of ten thousand feet in size crashed down!
Feng Caichen's fateful soul thunder disaster has begun.