Holy body, start with the Five Animal Exercises

Looking at the fierce thunderbolt, Qin Jiang took off his shirt. This was the brocade suit made by Xu Yanran and Su Ziye after learning.

The thunderbolt struck his shoulders and splashed along the knotted muscles, like little golden snakes.

His hair fluttered slightly, and then Qin Jiang raised his hand to smooth it.

"It's a little weak, only at the peak of the middle realm of the true immortal."

He said to himself, if it was only this level, it would be a life-and-death struggle for the middle realm of the true immortal.

But for him at this moment, it was nothing.

As if hearing his words, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly surged, and the power instantly rose.

Qin Jiang was a little surprised. Could it be that this thundercloud still had self-awareness?

As soon as this thought came up, several thunderbolts with a terrifying aura fell, and the power was no less than that of the half-step end realm.

A series of electric arcs spread from his body surface to the sea water under his feet, and then spread to the surroundings like a spider web. The sea water along the way was boiled by the high temperature and white mist appeared.

But Qin Jiang was still unharmed, only feeling that the force was slightly weaker.

Boom-boom-boom!

The thunderclouds surged again, and this time they even seemed a little violent. The terrifying lightning snakes shuttled through the dark clouds, swallowing and spitting lightning.

The roar resounded through the world, and the lightning snakes gradually engulfed the calamity clouds, almost dyeing the calamity clouds golden!

The overwhelming pressure from the sky was not inferior to the real end-stage immortals, and it was still getting stronger!

Looking at the surging thunderclouds, Qin Jiang felt a little bad.

If these lightning snakes rushed down, it would be enough to seriously injure him.

The border of the eastern region of Zhongyuan Continent, the Wandao Sea

The sword light was crisscrossed, and a beautiful figure was flying in the air, wearing white sect clothes, with a small jade sword embroidered on the chest.

The long sword swung, and in an instant she swung out dozens of sword lights, each of which had the power of a seventh-level divine warrior.

After a moment, she put away the sword and stood alone, closing her eyes to comprehend the essence of swordsmanship.

After a long time, she sheathed the sword and slowly landed on the wooden warship below.

Although the warship was made of wood, the material used was very precious. It was a divine material called Iron God Wood, which was enough to withstand attacks at the level of a true god.

"Congratulations, Sister Lan! Stepping into the seventh-level divine warrior! Among the young generation of the East Region today, I'm afraid only the saint-level figures of several major holy places can be on par with the young lady!"

A young girl who was also wearing the uniform of a sect disciple smiled brightly, a little immature, a few points younger than Qianying, but her aura had already reached the level comparable to that of a third-level divine warrior.

At this age and at this level, she is also a core disciple in the Changsheng Sword Sect.

"Yaoyao, you are too kind. I am still a little short of the Saint Son-level genius. Those people are about to enter the realm of the eighth-level divine martial arts." Hua Junlan said with a smile.

Although she has entered the seventh-level divine martial arts now, the eighth-level divine martial arts and the seventh-level divine martial arts are a big hurdle, and she may be stuck for a few more years.

Lu Yao pouted, "No way, those few rotten sweet potatoes are no match for you, Sister Lan."

"Okay, it's time to go back. I have some new insights into the East Frequency Magnetic Storm Sword. I have to go back to retreat." Hua Junlan said with a smile.

As soon as the voice fell, a black line suddenly appeared in the distance, and dark clouds spread over. In the blink of an eye, it covered this sea area, lightning flashed, and a heavy fairy pressure came down.

Hua Junlan's face changed drastically, "Not good! It's the thunder of the fairy! Someone is going through the immortal tribulation! Retreat quickly!"

She waved her hand, and the people on the boat immediately started to work and turned around.

Buzz~~~

A layer of divine light enveloped the ship, and after turning around, it instantly accelerated, leaving behind a wave tens of meters high.

After running at high speed for nearly an hour, it barely left the sea area covered by thunderclouds. At this time, in the center of the thundercloud, endless immortal thunder fell, releasing terrifying immortal power.

Lu Yao was a little frightened, and her face turned pale with fear, "I'm so scared! There are people here who are going through the immortal tribulation! Fortunately, I ran fast!"

Although this immortal tribulation is aimed at people who are going through the tribulation, for people below the true god, even if they are just next to it, it is easy to be injured by mistake!

By then, if someone goes through it, he will be a true immortal, and his immortal power will be great from then on, and you are just an ant below the true god, who will care?

Hua Junlan looked at the center of the immortal tribulation in the distance. This kind of terrifying immortal tribulation had never been seen even when she followed her father to watch the ceremony.

And that person was a giant in the holy land, and he once dominated the Eastern Region for an era!

Who is this person? Could it be one of the Thirteen Gods of the Ten Thousand Islands?

But as far as she knew, only three of the thirteen true gods in the Ten Thousand Islands Sea had reached the peak of true gods.

But if it was about transcending the immortal tribulation, they were all a little short of it.

Could it be old man Dongmu? He was almost dead, and he might risk his life.

But how could such an immortal tribulation be triggered by a mere casual cultivator?

For a moment, she was a little confused, wondering who was transcending the tribulation here.

After a while, the immortal light flashed, the thunder rumbled, and several figures who sensed the immortal tribulation appeared.

"Meet Saint Hua."

A divine figure landed on the big ship and bowed slightly to Hua Junlan.

"True God Teng Guang is too polite. My Changsheng Sword Sect is not a holy place. I can't bear the title of Saint." Hua Junlan's voice was cold and even a little cold.

In order to break through to the realm of true god, the True God Tengguang wildly planted the Azure Ivy in the Ten Thousand Islands Sea, killing countless aquatic creatures and almost dyeing the sea bloody. He was definitely not someone who would be easily dealt with.

Teng Guang Zhenshen's face turned cold when he heard this. If it were someone from the Wandao Sea, even those True Gods would have to call him Teng Qing Shenjun!

At the very least, he would still be called Teng Qing Zhenshen.

The word "light" was clearly mocking the fact that he had used all means to break through the True God and did not hesitate to slaughter all the light in the sea!

But he did not dare to say much. After all, she was the daughter of the Sect Master of the Changsheng Sword Sect, and he did not dare to be presumptuous.

If it were someone else, he would have to let her know what the means of a God were!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

"Meet the Changsheng Saint."

Three more figures appeared on the boat, also True Gods from the Wandao Sea. One of them had white hair and beard, holding a wooden staff, and was exactly the old man Qingmu that Hua Junlan had guessed before.

She frowned slightly. It wasn't old man Qingmu? Who else could it be?

Suddenly, while she was thinking, the immortal thunder light was so strong that it almost shattered the space. Her face changed slightly, and she secretly said it was a pity.

Such a powerful immortal tribulation, even a middle-level true immortal would find it difficult to survive, right?

What a pity, a powerful true god, if it was an ordinary immortal tribulation, he would probably be a true immortal by now.

After a while, the tribulation clouds gradually dissipated, and a figure wrapped in immortal thunder fell.

Without the true immortal energy, it was obviously a failure to survive the tribulation.

True God Fujimitsu was eager to make a move. If he could get the legacy of this unknown true god, he would have a chance to break through to the late stage of the true god.

Even the old man Qingmu on the side couldn't help himself. If he could gain something this time, he should also start to survive the immortal tribulation.

"Yaoyao, Uncle Long, let's go over and take a look. If he is not dead, saving him is also a favor." Hua Junlan said.