Chapter 1072

Another group of Tianjiao and Lingxian went to jiuchongtian, but not many people knew about it. For ordinary people, they didn't even know the existence of jiuchongtian.

Han Tianqi chose to stay. Without Ming Huang and Yan Jueshi, he became the most outstanding person of his generation. For a moment, he was in the limelight and even caught up with Qin Feng, trying to surpass him.

Qin Feng doesn't care about it. It's not surprising that a cold sky is strange. In the underworld, he has seen a lot of demons. What's more, he has heard that there are demons with eight kinds of elements. Besides, there are gods like that. Cold sky is too small to mention.

In the following days, he fell into cultivation again. Sometimes he closed up, sometimes he got together with his relatives and friends, and nothing serious happened.

In a hurry, 300 years will be in the twinkling of an eye.

Qin Feng has already reached the peak of triple heaven. He is ready to cross the robbery on this day. If he does, he will be an intermediate immortal.

On this day, the sky suddenly darkened, with dark clouds and lightning looming.

The next moment, as Qin Feng completely released his breath, a sharp sword burst into the sky. The golden light broke through the clouds, attracting thunder rolling down.

Thousands of thunders poured down like a rainstorm, trying to kill the people who had gone through the disaster. It was like a terrible silver spear.

Qin Feng holding Lingtian sword, no fear, no step back, straight up, the sword flying, broken road thunder.

He came like a peerless Sword Fairy, and his long sword was like an arm's command. He kept waving and chopping, and all kinds of sword skills roared out.

The idea of the invincible sword is suddenly released, and it turns into a small world. It doesn't stop the thunder. Instead, it rushes into it with the thunder, and an air sword comes out to destroy it.

The first wave of thunder was easily solved, and the second wave of thunder followed. Each one was 100 Zhang long and 3 Zhang thick, with a strong sense of destruction and terror.

Qin Feng is still on the attack, without any fear, in the hands of the sword constantly chop, will that fall of thunder one by one chop.

The third wave of thunder turned into a spirit beast swooping down, just like countless immortal beasts rushing to the scene.

At the moment, Qin Feng is a little tired. He secretly urges Chun's spirit to recover, but he doesn't use any treasure. He still kills with Lingtian sword, but this time, he bursts out a strong physical force to fight with those immortal beasts.

Endless thunder into endless tide of animals, constantly toward Qin Feng, trying to crush it.

Qin Feng, with one sword and one man, was able to fight against the terrible tide of animals.

After a long time of fierce fighting, the tide of beasts is finally coming to an end, and the shadow of immortals and beasts becomes sparse.

But just then, a huge dragon came down from the sky, and on the huge head of the dragon stood a figure condensed by thunder, holding a sword of thunder, chopping it.

"Boom!"

With this sword cut, heaven and earth split, the world is only dazzling thunder shining.

Qin Feng's eyes narrowed. He didn't expect that this time's thunder robbery would be so fierce. It's not over after the immortal beast. There's still a terrible test waiting for him.

"Out!"

He burst to drink, the same sword cut out, only the golden light burst.

The terrible thunder and the fierce golden light collided suddenly, burst out bursts of sword Qi, rampant around, and split the space.

The Dragon swooped down, and the figure on his head leaped up. He once again made nine swords, one more than the other.