The first thousand and forty-fifth chapters are going to the appointment
"Zhu...Zhushen Lei!"
"What kind of terrible swordsmanship has this kid mastered?"
"Is a sword fairy really going to come to this world?"
Seeing the black arc of electricity in the thunder clouds, even the Five Ancestors on the Ancestor Mountain were so shocked that their eyes widened.
"Boy, this is a God-killing thunder, don't underestimate it!" Tan Xizhi reminded loudly.
"Disciple, be careful!" Liu Feihua also shouted worriedly.
In the Wanjian box behind Zhou Jianlai, Wei Ziyu, who was hiding inside, was also solemnly reminding Zhou Jianlai to be careful, and quickly told him about the horror of the God-killing thunder.
They were worried that Zhou Jianlai could not withstand the God-killing thunder, and their hearts were in their throats, but all they could do was remind Zhou Jianlai to be careful, but they could not help Zhou Jianlai resist the God-killing thunder. It was not that they were afraid of death, but that the God-killing thunder was aimed at
Zhou Jianlai’s kendo came from him.
Even if they block the God-killing thunder for Zhou Jianlai, there will be a second and third one - until it hits Zhou Jianlai without any hindrance.
So either Zhou Jianlai can block the God-killing thunder with his own ability, or Zhou Jianlai is killed by the God-killing thunder, or there is another way to destroy his sword before the God-killing thunder falls, so that the God-killing thunder cannot feel the heaven-defying sword in him.
It will dissipate on its own.
However, this will definitely not be Zhou Jianlai's choice.
Click!
Black lightning emerged from the thick clouds, and a thunderbolt made everyone's ears buzz.
A strange black light streaked across the sky, plunging everyone's eyes into darkness, and then a sense of fear of destruction rose uncontrollably in their hearts, making people tremble.
Zhou Jianlai did not dare to raise his sword, so he drew the sword finger of his right hand, and the sharp swords standing around him emitted a clear and loud sword cry, and flew towards the God-killing thunder that fell above his head.
hold head high--!
Thousands of sharp swords formed a stegosaurus, soared into the sky, and then collided with the God-killing Thunder with a bang.
The sword dragon blocked the falling speed of the God-killing Thunder, but it could not stop the terrifying power of the God-killing Thunder. It was torn apart bit by bit by the God-killing Thunder, and the sharp swords turned into fragments and fell from the air.
The disciples of the Wentian Sect who had just recovered their vision immediately began to cry out in pain when they saw this scene, because that was their sword.
Seeing that the sword dragon was about to be completely destroyed by the God-killing Thunder, a sword force shot up from Zhou Jianlai's body. Thousands of sword energy flew out of his body, swirled around his body, and condensed into a hundred-foot giant sword.
Zhou Jianlai stood at the center of the giant sword and pinched the sword secret with his hand, allowing his sword body and the giant sword to merge into one, turning into the sword's heart and the sword's heart of thousands of sword energies.
The God-killing Thunder completely destroyed the Stegosaurus, and just as it was about to accelerate its descent, the giant sword hit it from below.
The two forces collided together, arcs of electricity flew, sword energy surged, one after another, not giving in to each other, trying to eliminate each other, and they were stagnant in the air for a while, no matter who was up or down.
"My sword is the way of heaven!"
"If the gods cannot tolerate it, kill the gods! If the demons cannot tolerate it, destroy the demons! If the heavens cannot tolerate it, kill the gods!"
"How dare a mere thunder and lightning block my sword?"
"Destroy it!" Zhou Jianlai's angry shout came from the giant sword. The sound was like a loud bell, resounding throughout the heaven and earth, and the mighty power spread in all directions.
As the word "break" fell, the power of the giant sword surged, and the sword energy became violent, like a wild beast, revealing its sharp fangs.
Shit!
The bucket-thick God-killing Thunder was penetrated by the sword energy of the giant sword and split in half from the middle.
This scene of victory made everyone who was worried about Zhou Jianlai breathe a sigh of relief. There were even loud cheers on several mountain peaks, happy for Zhou Jianlai's mastery of swordsmanship.
But some people are very disappointed.
These people are narrow-minded, jealous of Zhou Jianlai's talents, and do not wish him well.
For example, Xu Yuankai, a talented young man who was regarded by Patriarch Wu Fang as a key cultivation target in the next hundred years and was brought to Liujia Village to snatch the White Tiger Sacred Beast.
Zhou Jianlai's dazzling brilliance made him feel a strong crisis. He was afraid that Patriarch Wu Fang would give up cultivating him after seeing Zhou Jianlai's excellence, and instead chose to focus on cultivating Zhou Jianlai, so he had been looking forward to Zhou Jianlai's failure in overcoming the tribulation.
However, Zhou Jianlai's extraordinary combat power and ability to break through the God-killing Thunder prevented him from achieving his wish.
boom!
boom!
The black thunder split in half by the giant sword fell on the peak of Guiwu Peak, flattening the top of the mountain by a hundred feet.
The God-killing Thunder broke through, the Nine-Nine Thunder Tribulation ended, and the thunder clouds began to dissipate.
Zhou Jianlai did not stop to celebrate, but instead plunged into the dissipating thunder clouds to temper the sword with the thunder and lightning power of the God-killing Thunder remaining in the thunder clouds.
However, even though it is the residual power of the God-killing Thunder, it is not something that the physical body can easily bear.
Black arcs of electricity passed through Zhou Jianlai's body, and a scream like a slaughtered pig roared out of his throat.
The disciples of the Wentian Sect looked at each other in confusion as they listened to the pitiful screams coming from the thunder clouds. They couldn't help but wonder if Zhou Jianlai's brain had been damaged by lightning, otherwise why would he be looking for trouble?
Although the process is extremely painful, the results are very good.
When the thunderclouds dissipated, Zhou Jianlai was left in the sky, his body covered in charred black, puffs of smoke rising, and he would twitch violently from time to time.
There is no image of a swordsman at all.
This made many female disciples of the Wentian Sect who were full of expectations very disappointed.
"Good disciple, congratulations on your mastery of swordsmanship!"
"congratulations!"
"Boy, that's good!"
Liu Feihua and many others immediately flew forward to congratulate him, and even the Five Ancestors flew over from the Ancestor Peak to praise him.
"Everyone..." Zhou Jianlai bowed his hands to everyone and returned the greeting, saying: "I was injured a little and need to adjust my breathing for a few days. Please forgive me for being rude. I will wait for you to recover from your injury before I can talk to you."
His whole body was charred and black, and there was smoke coming out of his mouth. Even when he was talking, smoke was coming out of his mouth, so no one believed him when he said he was injured.
Liu Feihua said quickly: "Don't be careless about the injuries caused by the lightning disaster. Go back to the cave to adjust your breath and heal your injuries. If you have any needs, please ask."
Others nodded in agreement.
Looking at Zhou Jianlai's leaving figure, a man said to Liu Feihua: "Sect Master, when Brother Yelu just passed through the thunder tribulation, he broke everyone's swords. Look..."
"..." When Liu Feihua heard this, the smile on her face suddenly froze, and she replied with a dry smile: "Please don't get angry in a hurry. The destroyed Sword Sect will provide sufficient compensation."
"Thank you, Master!"
Five days later, Zhou Jianlai recovered from his injury and woke up from his breath control.
After washing up, I changed into new clothes.
The whole person was completely transformed, glowing with an otherworldly look.
Wei Ziyan looked Zhou Jianlai up and down, and couldn't help but curiously asked: "Disciple, what kind of cultivation are you doing now? My master can't see through you at all. It feels like you have stepped into the holy realm, but you don't seem to have."
In order to allow Zhou Jianlai to practice peacefully in Wentian Sect, he had been staying by Zhou Jianlai's side for more than ten months and never left.
"Master, you feel good. Now I have my first glimpse of the gate of the Holy Realm, but I haven't stepped into it yet. However, in terms of combat power, I should be able to fight against the strong ones in the Holy Realm. Of course, for someone like you, Master,
With super strong combat power, I am definitely far from being my opponent. Overall, I finally...have the ability to protect myself to a certain extent."
After saying the last sentence, Zhou Jianlai couldn't help but let out a long breath, expelling the oppression of the powerful saint from his heart, and felt that his body and mind had never been more relaxed.
When Wei Ziyan heard this, he laughed dumbly and said, "Your ability to protect yourself is really high."
However, thinking about the powerful enemies Zhou Jianlai and the others had faced all along, I felt that there was nothing wrong with what he said.
He patted Zhou Jianlai on the shoulder and said, "Young man is right, your era has just begun!"
"Master, your era has just begun." Zhou Jian said back.
Wei Ziyan shook his head and smiled bitterly.
When he first set foot in the Holy Realm, compared with those powerful ones in the Holy Realm who were often two to three hundred, four or five hundred years old, he was like a newborn baby, extremely young.
Indeed, his era has just begun.
But compared with Zhou Jianlai, he is already an old man.
He couldn't help but think of another sentence of Zhang Xiaozu: One foot crushes the era of the predecessors, and the other foot tramples the era of those who come after.
And he may be the predecessor who was overshadowed by juniors like Zhang Xiaozu before he could shine.
However, he didn't care because he didn't care about these vanities.
Zhou Jianlai has taken an important step towards his era, and in the ruins of the Three Realms, Zhang Xiaopou is also moving forward bravely.
Shit!
He tore open the space barrier between the mortal world and the heavenly world, and took Qi Yoyo and Ye Mingyue to the heavenly world again, preparing to confront the gods.
In fact, he can practice for another year or two. The training resources in Xumi Mustard Seed are enough to support his practice for such a long time. Even three or four years will not be a problem. When he has stronger combat power and greater confidence,
Later, he went to heaven to confront the gods, but he had a five-year agreement with a ghost.
The appointed time was approaching and he had to go out to keep the appointment.
