I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

The monks who were originally preparing to leave stopped abruptly.

The body is stiff.

He looked at the scene in front of him in great shock.

Mu Yiqiu didn't care how much of a shock he caused others.

She seemed dead just a moment ago, but now she looked up at the sky again, a crazy smile on her lips: "Come on, keep going!"

The words fell.

She pointed her sword at the sky.

The calamity clouds that had begun to gradually disperse in the sky began to gather again.

The dark clouds rolled in, thicker and more oppressive than before.

The thunder dragon that was flying around was even wearing a heart-pounding dark red color.

"The tenth wave of thunder tribulation? The last person to survive the tenth wave of thunder tribulation was from the Thunder Turtle Clan, right?"

"It's him, number 52 on the Tianjiao list. Who else could it be besides him?"

"The human race... there are actually people who can withstand the tenth wave of thunder tribulation? How is it possible... This... How is this possible!"

"Since ancient times, there have only been nine waves to break through to the eleventh realm. Even if there were ten waves, it would definitely not be possible to survive. The one from the Thunder Turtle Clan also possessed the racial talent, which allowed him to successfully break through... But the human race..."

All the monks turned pale with horror at this moment.

Even Shui Yingxue, who had always looked calm, now showed unprecedented solemnity and shock in her eyes.

Who could have imagined that a mere human breaking through the eleventh realm would cause such a big commotion?

Boom——

Dark red thunder struck down!

In an instant, Mu Yiqiu was submerged again.

The sword light, which had already absorbed the power of heavenly thunder, collided with the dark red lightning, causing a deafening roar.

Violent energy fluctuations swept in all directions.

In the lightning, Mu Yiqiu's body was constantly cycled between collapse and reshaping.

Every time a bolt of lightning struck, it would crush her flesh, blood, and bones, but would be instantly reshaped by the spiritual power that gathered the strength of thunder and lightning.

so repeatedly.

"She's using the lightning tribulation to reshape her body!" The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator's eyes were complicated, and she slowly uttered two words, "Pervert."

"You're a pervert too," she added in a low voice.

Ning Ruan: "???"

"I only have nine waves of thunder tribulation."

Only nine waves?

Nine waves is normal, okay?

How many waves do you need for someone who has broken through from the eighth realm to the ninth realm?

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator moved her lips but forced herself not to speak.

She was really afraid that she would not be able to hold back and curse at her employer out loud.

Although the last wave of thunder was strong, it came and went quickly.

When the last ray of thunder dissipated, the world suddenly became clear again.

Mu Yiqiu's figure finally appeared clearly in front of everyone.

She was covered in blood, but stood proudly, surrounded by the power of thunder that had not yet dissipated.

His eyes were brighter than ever, and the sword in his hand rang loudly.

In an instant, all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to rush towards her.

A moment later.

She flew into the air, sword in hand.

Look in Ning Ruan's direction.

The clear voice was full of arrogance and heroism: "Intermediate level of the eleventh realm, not bad, Ning Ruan, do you dare to fight?"

Ning, who was suddenly named, said softly: "???"

What?

?_? ?

Swah——

Countless eyes were cast towards Ning Ruan.

These two are both perverted human geniuses. If they could fight on the spot... they would really be curious about the result!

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator was also curious.

But we definitely can't let the two of them fight right now.

What if she gets attacked by someone, or something else happens, won't she have to bear it?

"Ning Ruan, don't agree. You two can fight anytime you want, but not now."

She half warned, half pleaded.

Ning Ruan glanced at her strangely and said, "There's no benefit, why should I fight her?"

"Go beat her up."

Ning Ruan spoke with confidence.

Not only the group of monks watching the battle could hear it clearly.

Even Mu Yiqiu heard it clearly.

The smile on her face suddenly froze.

The ambition and fighting spirit that had just arisen in his heart after the breakthrough were instantly choked back by Ning Ruan's matter-of-fact words, "Go beat her up."

Mu Yi Qiu almost couldn't breathe and fell directly from mid-air.

She glared at Ning Ruan, her sword tip shaking with anger: "Ning Ruan! What do you mean?! I'm challenging you!"

Ning Ruan slowly swallowed the last bit of spiritual fruit, clapped her hands, and then looked up at the aggressive person in the air, her tone calm and unperturbed: "Oh, so what?"

"!!!"

When it comes to irritating people, Mu Yi Qiu feels that if there is a list of irritating people, Ning Ruan would definitely be ranked third.

The first is her seventh senior brother.

The second one is that damn little brat Ying Bei!

"As a sword cultivator, don't you want to have a hearty battle with other sword cultivators?"

"I don't want to." Ning Ruan raised her eyes and said slowly, "I've been watching you get struck by lightning for a long time. I'm tired of it."

"I'm still very hungry. I didn't eat in the first place. It's all the fault of those Silver Wings. I guess they didn't hit me hard enough."

Mu Yiqiu: "???"

Onlookers: “???”

Nine-tailed female cultivator: "..."

Others may not have noticed it, but she was very clear about it.

Ning Ruan has never stopped talking since the battle ended.

Always eating.

That's it, and you're still hungry?

Mu Yi Qiu flew down.

The magic sword in his hand also returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

She glanced at the fruit core at Ning Ruan's feet, the corners of her lips twitching, "Is my thunder tribulation so appetizing?"

"You have a good appetite now." Ning Ruan sniffed it, and her stomach, which had not eaten to begin with, felt even hungrier.

In fact, it’s not physiological hunger.

It's just that I consumed too much, and the smell of burnt food on Mu Yiqiu's body made me even more greedy.

Under the gazes of countless people, Ning Ruan strode towards the mermaid cultivator not far away.

Seeing her coming, Hai Jingtao instinctively straightened his body.

He and Ning Ruan don't know each other.

The only people they have in common are the Yinshuang brothers.

Or a vicious enemy...

He immediately raised the trident and glared at Ning Ruan, "What do you want to do?"

"I am a warrior of the mermaid tribe. My cultivation is far superior to yours. Do you think I am afraid of you?"

"Even if it's the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan, I won't..."

The word "not afraid" has not yet been uttered.

Ning Ruan took out ten water-type spirit crystals and said, "The mermaids love water, so water-type spirits are more useful to you, right?"

She made a gesture as if to hand it over.

Hai Jingtao's eyes widened instantly.

He stared at the ten water-type spirit crystals in Ning Ruan's hand, which were emitting pure spiritual energy and flowing with brilliance, and his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously.

"You...what do you mean? You want to bribe me with spirit crystals? Don't even think about it. I won't kill my brother Yin Shuang just for ten spirit crystals!"