Tian Qing frowned and said slowly after a moment: "You saw it."
Ye Long grasped the Kunxuan sword in his hand, slowly put it away and said: "It's directly above."
There was a sudden loud noise deep in the black clouds above their heads. The two of them raised their heads, and a purple light that was almost ten times larger than other lightning appeared there, and then it swooped down.
roar!
The thunder dragon roared and hit the sky above Ye Long. Ten feet above his head, the invisible barrier was revealed, which was a round bead covered with profound characters.
That is Ye Long's Mina Bead. According to legend, all Buddhist scriptures from ancient times to the present are contained in it. It is one of the three most precious treasures of Buddhism.
The mina bead shook, and Ye Long's handle gently touched, and the golden light on the characters became more intense, swallowing up the thunder dragon all at once.
The last catastrophe passed on the Black Rock Cliff is called the Heavenly Tribulation, and this purple thunder is the most terrifying existence in this Heavenly Tribulation. Heavenly Thunder, countless Mahayana seniors over the millions of years have been wiped out in this Heavenly Thunder.
Death to hell.
Tian Qing's eyes finally showed a change, but there was not much worry.
The second sky thunder fell, this time more violent than the previous one. All the thunders around them got out of the way, and the purple thunder hit the Mina bead. The golden characters trembled, and then the lightning was swallowed up again.
The third sky thunder fell, with a suffocating sense of oppression, blasting through several golden characters, and then was torn into pieces by subsequent characters, turning into starlight and disappearing.
The fourth and fifth thunderbolts fell one after another, and the Mina Pearl finally couldn't hold on anymore, and the intertwined characters were crumbling. Ye Long did not let it withstand heavier attacks, but waved it back with a wave of his hand.
The two of them were completely exposed under the black clouds, and there were thunder and lightning a few feet away. The calamity was affected by this, and the presence of others was actually a hindrance.
Tian Qing didn't say much. He understood this, so he just took off the wine gourd from his waist and handed it to Ye Long. This is the one item Tian Qing must carry with him, which is the purple gold gourd that contains all the fine wines in the world.
"Bet again on whether I can enter the upper world. I'll give you this gourd first. I'll come and get it when I survive the catastrophe."
"Okay." Ye Long grabbed the gourd and said, "That's it."
"Take care." Before he could say anything, Tian Qing jumped back and exited the Black Rock Cliff.
Thunder was rolling around him, but Ye Long was still holding the gourd. He looked at it and suddenly laughed.
After a while, the laughter stopped suddenly, and Ye Long raised his head and stared into the depths of the black clouds.
"bring it on!"
Outside the Black Rock Cliff, azure flies out of the clouds. The sky is blue and bright outside, and hundreds of figures stand in the sky around them. These are almost a group of people at the top of the Chinese continent, and they are watching the people inside to survive the disaster alone.
Seeing Tian Qing flying out, everyone knew that the critical period of overcoming the tribulation had arrived, and they all straightened their bodies and gathered their concentration. Tian Qing ignored them and stood closest to the black clouds, looking into the clouds. After a long time, he finally
Sighed softly.
The sixth thunder in the cloud fell down, and slammed into Ye Long like a giant. He opened the folded sword in his hand and waved at the thunder. A white air offset the thunder, and both sides collapsed at the same time.
The seventh thunder fell, and Ye Long swung it three times in a row. The three white qi and thunder continued to entangle, and were finally defeated.
The eighth sky thunder followed and surged forward. Ye Long held the sword with his hands behind his back and blocked it with his body. The entire sword surface was burned through, leaving only a green sword bone.
Ye Long's body was hit by the bombardment, and the band that tied his hair came apart, and his long hair flowed down freely, but his figure remained calm, standing on the black stone cliff and looking sideways at the black clouds.
Clues of the ninth thunder light appeared inside. This was the most ferocious one. Before it came, it actually swallowed up the lightning lights next to it one by one. In this way, it went from being dozens of times thicker at first to becoming like a small mountain, turning into a dragon.
shape.
Ye Long raised his eyebrows slightly, retracted the sword in his hand, held the hilt with his right hand and pulled out a snow-white long sword. The purple dragon hovered in the clouds, staring at the young master in white, with evil intentions in his eyes.
Ye Long raised his sword and pointed it slowly.
The purple dragon was furious and swooped down with a roar.
Tian Qing, who was outside the black cloud, watched silently, counting in his heart, there were already eight thunders, but the last one refused to appear, and the thunder light in the black cloud suddenly became less and less. I don't know what happened.
He frowned, please don't die...
An astonishing roar came out, followed by several earth-shaking loud noises.
The white sword light suddenly penetrated the black clouds and separated the sky and the earth.
The man holding the sword flew out, bathing in the pouring sunlight, with sharp eyes like a god. There was a commotion among the onlookers, all the talking stopped, and they could feel the things in the black clouds tumbling.
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The man glanced at it, without stopping, and continued flying upwards. There was a roar behind him, and the giant dragon flew out of thick black clouds and chased after him.
Ye Long turned around and struck again with his sword. The sword light struck the giant dragon's head, tearing open a huge gash.
The dragon became even more furious and slammed into him.
His figure flashed, drawing out a misty shadow. The giant dragon passed by the shadow and rushed thousands of feet into the sky.
The sword light was swung out one after another next to it, and the bones were visible in every stroke.
The giant dragon, whose body was glowing with purple light, roared and turned around, staring at the figure holding the sword with vicious eyes. The surging lightning kept entangled on its body, and finally merged into one, and it suddenly rushed out.
In the flash of lightning, Ye Long had nowhere to dodge and directly faced him with his sword.
The purple thunder was like a whip that was constantly waving. The white figure was as small as a speck of light in front of the whip. However, the speck of light was so nimble that it could not be completely caught by it.
The sword light continued to exchange with Zi Lei, and the loud rumbling sound spread throughout the entire field. It seemed that there were only two of them left in this vast world.
This most pinnacle battle in the world was getting more and more intense, and even the hundreds of powerful Mahayana warriors who were watching had to move back. In the end, the swordsman in white had the upper hand, and the dragon was struck by another slash, and with a roar from his mouth, he stopped.
Above him, there was a roar, and a huge ball of light filled up.
Ye Long looked solemn and raised the sword in his hand backwards. Seven golden magic circles appeared on the sword and kept rotating.
"Excalibur, slay the dragon."
The giant dragon roared, and the ball of light flew towards Ye Long. The swordsman waved his hand, and a golden light flew out from the sword.
The golden light went all the way up, tearing through the void, piercing the light ball, and instantly pierced the purple dragon's body.
The dragon's body trembled, twisted and struggled in pain, and its roar shook the sky.
The sword light passed directly through its bones without hesitation, peeling off the scales on its body piece by piece.
The purple dragon kept roaring in the sky, but could not move. It was not until the sword light finally disappeared that the body lost strength in the fall, and gradually dispersed like wind and dust.
The black clouds receded like a tide, and the sky was filled with seven-color clouds. The golden light was gorgeous, and the entire Ascension Cliff was shrouded in light, making it feel like being in a fairyland.