Chapter 5282: The path of the strong
 

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At this moment, Ling Chuxi did not know that the alias she had created in a moment of laziness had been easily seen through by Gongye Bo. However, no matter how much effort she put in to change her tone, it would not escape Gongye Bo’s sharp eyes.

As an armament master, Gongye Bo naturally knew how difficult it was to become an outstanding armament master. How could there be so many coincidences in the world?

Outside his body, the pill cloud formed by the pill force of the spirit Recovery pill had already entered his body. His sea of mind and Yuan Shen let out a clear cry and soared into the sky!

At this moment, his primordial spirit was wearing black armor and sitting on The Guardian Qilin. His long hair was dancing in the wind, and he looked valiant and heroic.

It was different from the faint and ethereal feeling of his primordial spirit in the past. At this time, his primordial spirit was as handsome as a painting, as if it had a physical form. It was obvious that his strength had increased to another level.

With the recovery of her primordial spirit, streams of innate venerate origin Qi gushed into her meridians and flowed like a river. Ling Chuxi’s cultivation was also like a river after a summer rain, the water level rising continuously.

“BOOM!” With a muffled sound, the last bottleneck at the peak of the revered level, tiba, under Hong peak, was easily broken through.

Spiritual clouds gathered in the sky and a bolt of lightning pierced through the firmament, falling towards Ling Chuxi with unstoppable force.

Ling Chuxi did not expect that she would immediately advance to dark Supreme when her primordial spirit had just recovered. She was not prepared at all.

This was the God-refining tribulation lightning! How many cultivators had gone through all kinds of hardships to reach the mystique venerable rank? in the end, they were destroyed by this God-refining tribulation lightning.

Ling Chuxi was a little regretful. If she had known that she would be able to advance to dark Supreme so quickly, she would have used the Dao origin stone to open the nine provinces mountain and river diagram and learned a few more moves of the heaven’s path sword technique. Then, she would have refined the spirit Recovery spiritual pill. This way, she would have more power to protect herself when the Tribulation lightning fell.

Unfortunately, it was too late to regret now. Ling Chuxi could only draw out the Luo Chen sword and use sword point nine provinces to slash towards the Tribulation lightning.

Rays of blue light flickered and scattered in all directions like frightened snakes and Dragons. That bolt of tribulation lightning had actually been dispersed by Ling Chuxi’s sword.

So weak! Ling Chuxi could not help but smile. She had thought that the Tribulation lightning would be very powerful. It turned out that it was just so-so.

But very soon, she couldn’t laugh anymore, because another bolt of tribulation lightning fell right after, and its power was obviously much stronger than the previous one. In the dark spiritual clouds, the rumbling of Thunder continued. It was obvious that other lightning tribulations were brewing.

Ling Chuxi suddenly came to a realization. Advancing to the sage rank would give nine rays of marrow cleansing spiritual lightning, monarch rank would give 2918 rays, monarch rank would give 3927 rays, and so on. Advancing to the dark Supreme rank would give 6954 rays.

The one that couldn’t even withstand a single blow was only the first tribulation lightning bolt.

Before the second tribulation lightning bolt could land on his head, the third tribulation lightning bolt had already revealed its loftiness and smashed down like an angry dragon roaring.

Ling Chuxi smiled bitterly. She gritted her teeth and flew up. Taking advantage of the fact that the lightning tribulation was still in mid-air and had not yet released its full power, she slashed out with her sword.

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With a loud sound, Ling Chuxi slashed out with her sword again and again. One after another, the lightning of tribulation dissipated under the sword power. Ling Chuxi’s face also became pale. The web between the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, which was holding the sword, cracked and blood gushed out like a fountain. Her figure also fell continuously.

Wei Wuming had stopped his cultivation long ago. He clenched his long saber again with a serious expression.

He knew that this tribulation lightning was a path that every mystique venerable rank master had to take. Only by enduring the test of these 54 bolts of tribulation lightning could Ling Chuxi be considered to have truly entered the mystique venerable rank. Therefore, even though he saw that Ling Chuxi was seriously injured, he could not go forward to help.