The original power of thunder mixed with the thunder dragon wine that Ling Lin had just refined turned into a blessing and was given to all Shenzong disciples.

Although the original power of thunder is completely different from the power of thunder. The former is full of vitality, while the latter is full of strong destructive power. However, even though it is full of vitality, the original power of thunder is much softer in comparison. Ordinary monks cannot directly

Absorbed. Therefore, Ling Lin also added the newly refined Thunder Dragon Wine into it.

With Thunder Dragon Wine and a large amount of spiritual energy from heaven and earth as a blend, the original gentle power of thunder can be absorbed by even monks in the innate realm. And the lower the monk's cultivation level, the better the effect after absorption.

After all, the power of thunder has a great effect on improving the physical fitness and even the qualifications of the monks. Improving the qualifications and structure is of course more useful when the monks are weak. When the monks become stronger, some meridians and other meridians in the body will be finalized.

It has become serious, and it is not as easy as before to improve it.

Glancing down at the Shenzong disciples sitting cross-legged and starting to practice, bathing in the rainwater transformed from the origin of thunder, Ling Lin smiled with satisfaction. Although this rain of origin of thunder was just for him,

What happened with a wave of hands, but for the many disciples of the Shen Sect, it was a matter of lifelong benefit. Even Ling Lin himself did not expect that it was because of his rain of fortune today that the Shen Sect would be better for hundreds of years to come.

The year ushered in an unprecedented prosperous period.

"Thunder Dragon Wine is gone, but I can barely make it by brewing some Thunder Dragon Wine." Ling Lin murmured to himself. He was still thinking about the wine problem. Because of the leadership of his senior brother Li Xuan, Ling Lin was unknowingly

During his sleep, he became half an alcoholic.

As a result, a bizarre scene that made people drop their eyes was staged in the mid-air above Shenzong.

Under the vast immortal catastrophe, one could hardly see the figures of those who had overcome the tribulation. Instead, rows of wine bottles appeared in the violent thunder catastrophe. And if you look carefully, you will find that these wine bottles are actually absorbing water.

The power of thunder fell down from the sky one after another.

Under the violent bombardment of the thunder, although the rows of wine bottles made one or two crisp sounds from time to time, none of the wine bottles was exploded by the power of thunder. There seemed to be an invisible force shrouding this place.

Rows of wine bottles.

"Huh? The thunder has become smaller." Not far from the rows of wine bottles, Ling Lin was sitting on a chair. Suddenly he looked up thoughtfully at the dark thunderclouds. At this time, this group was originally dark.

Like ink, the size of the huge thundercloud covering hundreds of thousands of miles of starry sky is constantly shrinking. The thunder that falls from the nine heavens is also much weaker than before.

"The immortal calamity is about to pass." Ling Lin said to himself, glancing at the row of wine bottles beside him, "It's almost over."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Lin rolled up his sleeves and put all the rows of wine bottles into his bag.

After putting all the bottles of wine into his bag, Ling Lin looked up at the thunder clouds above the sky, and a mysterious smile suddenly flashed across his face.

Brilliant purple light spurted out in front of him, and Zi Lin's figure stepped out from the Purple Blood Sword and appeared next to Ling Lin. Although he had become a real body and could survive alone without the Purple Blood Sword, he seemed to be used to it.

After living in the Purple Blood Sword, Zi Lin was not used to being outside. Only when Ling Lin summoned the Purple Blood Sword did Zi Lin come out of the Purple Blood Sword.

"Zilin, what do you think of cutting off the thunder cloud above?" Ling Lin rubbed Zi Lin's head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a smile.

Zi Lin, who has achieved his true body, is no weaker than Ling Lin before seclusion. He is quite powerful even in the immortal realm. And because he is a weapon spirit, Zi Lin seems to be only a teenager.

An ordinary childish body is far more powerful than the body of a monk in the Immortal Realm. But even so, Zi Lin's mind is still like that of a child.

After listening to Ling Lin's words, Zi Lin raised his head and looked at the slowly shrinking thunderclouds above the sky. He suddenly nodded solemnly and said, "What my brother said, Zi Lin will do it."

After rubbing Zi Lin's head again, Ling Lin said with a smile, "Brother, I'm not asking you to go. You can just watch."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ling Lin stretched out his palm, and the Purple Blood Sword immediately jumped into his palm. Holding the Purple Blood Sword in his hand, Ling Lin did not burst out with a powerful aura. It seemed ordinary, and he raised the Purple Blood Sword in his hand.

The blood sword slowly slashed towards the thunder cloud far above the nine heavens.

At this time, Ling Lin was hundreds of thousands of miles away from this thundercloud of eternal calamity, and with such a mediocre sword, there was no shocking sword energy rising into the sky. However, just as Ling Lin struck out with his sword,

In an instant, the thundercloud that was slowly shrinking suddenly made a thin sound.

It was said to be a thin sound, but it was strange and seemed to ring in everyone's ears. Within the Shenzong, some elders who were paying attention to Ling Lin's tribulation suddenly shrank their pupils, with a look of disbelief on their faces. Because in their sight

, a purple sword mark suddenly appeared in the center of the huge thundercloud hundreds of thousands of miles away.

The purple sword mark was tens of thousands of feet in size, and it looked extremely dazzling in the vast thundercloud. Moreover, this huge sword mark seemed to split the entire thundercloud into two. Moreover, in this sword mark, there were also purple streaks.

Light spurted out from it. As the purple light became more and more intense, the huge thundercloud began to vibrate. This vibration continued to intensify. After just a few breaths, around the tens of thousands of feet of sky-reaching sword marks in the center of the thundercloud,

Space cracks began to appear one after another, and the entire thundercloud continued to collapse! And after Ling Lin's sword, there was no more thunder falling from the thundercloud above the nine heavens.

"Amazing skills, amazing skills!" A white-robed Shenzong elder blushed, looking up at the almost unbelievable scene in his sight, his body trembling with excitement.

Standing hundreds of thousands of miles away, you can actually cut through the thunder clouds with one sword. This kind of power has greatly exceeded their imagination. Even in their impression, even the powerful Immortal Realm masters with powerful means can hardly do it.

People can do it, this is simply beyond the means of immortal monks!

"Scatter." After slashing out with his sword, Ling Lin stopped taking action and just looked at the thunder clouds that were breaking apart. A moment after Ling Lin's words fell...

Boom!
Chapter completed!