Chapter 628 The Second Thunder Tribulation

Thunderbolts shuttled through the clouds.

It turned and twisted, like a golden snake, and chopped down on the head of the colorful flying sword that dispersed the robbery clouds.

The colorful flying sword did not dodge, just like a seagull flying on the stormy sea, proudly raised its head, flew towards the thunderbolt that exuded a terrifying aura, facing the lightning, fearless, and facing it directly.

"Crack!"

The golden lightning struck the tip of the colorful flying sword.

The colorful flying sword hovered in the air, and the colorful rays of light on it never weakened. In the eyes of the onlookers, it was enough to compete with the lightning, and it was not inferior at all. After the lightning disappeared, it was still there.

The colorful rays of light spread out, like a small colorful sun.

The dark clouds avoided far away, and just gathered again, and then, as if controlled by a certain will, they surged towards the direction of the colorful flying sword.

Below, Cheng Lijun closed her eyes and concentrated, with a faint colorful light emanating from her body.

"What is she going to do?"

In the distance, Xiantian Zhenren asked.

As long as you successfully withstand the blow of thunder and lightning, and the Yin Shen has not been knocked out of the flying sword, it means that you have survived the thunder tribulation.

As long as the flying sword returns to the main body, the Yin Shen washed by the Yang Gang Qi of the thunder can leave the flying sword and appear in the real world.

This is the meaning of overcoming the tribulation.

Yin Shen turns into Yang Shen.

It seems that Cheng Lijun should have succeeded.

But why is the flying sword still suspended in the air, confronting the dark clouds in the sky? What is this for?

That one is Xiantian Zhenren who has just entered Tianjianmen, the latest disciple, and a genius recruited from a subordinate sect.

Puzzled by this, he asked other mentors.

His master is naturally Yangshen Zhenjun, who stroked his three strands of beard on his chin, his eyes full of amazement.

He said to his apprentice.

"When a Yin God goes through a tribulation and is struck by lightning, it is like putting you on a sword-making platform and letting the swordsmith temper you like a sword embryo. The pain is unimaginable to those who have not experienced it!"

"As long as you survive this level, you will have survived the tribulation and condensed the Yang God! But..."

He sighed.

"Yang Gods are different from each other!"

"Just like Yin Gods are different from each other!"

He looked at his apprentice with some encouragement in his eyes.

"Just like you and your fellow apprentices entered the sect at the same time, now, only you have condensed the Yin God and become the Xiantian, and the flying sword is in harmony with yourself, which is a top-grade flying sword, while they are still opening their minds and struggling..."

"Even if they successfully condense the Yin God and become the Xiantian, in the end, they dare not go to the thunder nine heavens. Most of them will choose to surrender like most people, and can only be Yin Shen Zhenren for the rest of their lives!"

"You are different. In the future, you will also go to the nine heavens like this senior sister and endure the impact of thunder!"

"If you can survive it, you will be Yang Shen Zhenjun, and if you can't survive it, you will die!"

"Yes!"

The apprentice nodded vigorously.

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely go up there in the future, otherwise, I will be sorry for the Zixiao Sword in my hand!"

"However, hasn't the senior sister survived the thunder tribulation, why did she leave the flying sword in the air and not return?"

The apprentice did not forget the previous topic.

"Just like you are different from your fellow disciples, Yangshen is also different. Although Yangshen Zhenjun who has survived a thunder tribulation is powerful, he will only see the end of his life. He will be a Zhenjun for his whole life and it is impossible for him to make another breakthrough!"

"If you want to become a Dharma Ancestor, or even advance to the level of Huashen Tianjun, or even a Hedao Saint, one thunder tribulation is not enough. You need to accept more thunder tribulations and absorb more Yang Gang Qi. Only in this way can you lay a more solid foundation and have the confidence to break through in the future and enter the next stage!"

The Yangshen Zhenjun looked up at the sky, his eyes full of admiration.

"Master, how many thunder tribulations have you survived?"

The apprentice asked.

How many times?

Yangshen Zhenjun wanted to slap his apprentice. What did he think of the thunder tribulation? Was he a child playing at home?

"Once!"

He shook his head and said.

"Tianjianmen's Guizang Hall, except for a few Dharma-image ancestors, the living Yangshen Zhenjun has only survived one thunder tribulation. In the past, there were also predecessors who survived two thunder tribulations, but they either died in the battle or disappeared!"

"What about three times?"

The apprentice asked again.

"Wait a minute, the second thunder tribulation has begun!"

"I wonder if this genius who appears only once in a thousand years can survive the second thunder tribulation. The power of the second thunder tribulation is several times that of the first thunder tribulation!"

After saying that, the Yangshen Zhenjun also looked up at the sky, his eyes full of concern.

In the Guizang Hall, in a secret house, the atmosphere suddenly became violent, and a voice echoed in the secret house.

"The second thunder tribulation!"

"Who told her?"

"Someone wants to ruin the ancestor's business?"

...

Mingde Zhenjun was also among the crowd.

The expression on his face was very complicated, full of envy, jealousy and hatred.

The second thunder tribulation!

If Cheng Lijun can survive the second thunder tribulation, not only the Guizang Palace, but even the Tianjian Sect will be shaken. At that time, can the plan still be implemented?

Mingde Zhenjun smiled bitterly and shook his head.

That plan will definitely continue. For the ancestor of Faxiang, the sect is precious, but when his life is about to end, the sect is meaningless. Most people will make the same choice between choosing himself or the sect.

After all, he has worked hard to get to this place. He is almost the top of the world's combat power. How can he bear to fall?

"Crack!"

It was as if a hole was split in the sky, and a golden dragon flew out of the hole.

If the first thunder was a golden snake, a normal thunderbolt, then this thunder seemed to be composed of several lightnings, which was obviously thicker and more terrifying.

In front of it, Cheng Lijun's colorful flying sword seemed so small.

Even so, the flying sword was still proud and still flew towards the lightning, like a moth flying into the fire.

The lightning fell and hit the flying sword.

The colorful rays of light shattered.

In the eyes of the crowd, lightning merged into the flying sword, and with the flying sword as the center, dazzling golden light began to burst out in all directions.

At the same time, Cheng Lijun's Yin Shen shone with colorful light and appeared on the flying sword, illuminated by the golden light and swallowed by the golden light.

"It's over!"

The previous Yang Shen Zhenjun sighed.

"If the Yin Shen is driven away from the flying sword by the power of thunder, it means failure!"

At the same time, Mingde Zhenjun also had this idea.

Not only them, but most of the people below thought so.

Nie Wushuang did not make a move. He knew that this was not Cheng Lijun's limit, and this lightning was not enough to shatter her Yin Shen.

She still had a trick up her sleeve!