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Chapter 575 Ten days
Seven days.

eight days.

For eight full days, Ning Lang's body did not move the slightest bit.

Until the early morning of the ninth day.

When Ning Lang's physical strength was also gradually exhausted, and his strength was also severely depleted, a Jinyao sky thunder that was stronger than any sky thunder in the previous eight days suddenly fell.

When Jinyao Tianlei, which was as powerful as a full-strength blow from the Heavenly Exalted Realm, hit him, Ning Lang visibly trembled.

The onlookers were not as excited as before. This was not because the power of Jin Yao Tianlei had diminished, but because they were used to such a scene.

Duan Juan noticed the change in Ning Lang, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and muttered to himself: "Aren't you going to come out?"

Ning Lang took a deep breath and sat down again.

Pulling the surrounding thunder power into his body one by one, Ning Lang could feel that other aspects of his body were slowly collapsing, but the strength of his physical body was increasing at an extremely fast speed.

This is also the fundamental reason why Ning Lang did not leave Tianlei Prison.

Although Ning Lang has never fought 'that person' face to face, but 'that person' is definitely much stronger than himself. Since this experience is to deal with him many years later, any opportunity to make himself stronger, Ning Lang would not let it go.

Ning Lang licked his dry lips, looked up at the thunderclouds in the sky, and then closed his eyes again.

"Boom!"

A series of Jinyao Tianlei appeared every once in a while. Gradually, the speed at which Ning Lang absorbed the power of thunder could not keep up with the speed at which the residual power of the thunder dissipated. This also caused his body to be surrounded by a circle of electric arcs all the time. The person cannot see his body.

Wisps of pure thunder power traveled through the body, then merged into every part of the body, and finally turned into the purest energy, flowing out.

Ning Lang seemed to be able to hear the sizzling electric sound of the thunder force traveling in his body. The countless cells in his body, not only did not reject this energy, but were very eager for this energy.

Nine days!

A whole nine days!

Ning Lang didn't even come out of Tianlei Prison.

When the night came again, the surrounding monks once again erupted into endless discussions.

Duan Jun's eyelids trembled, as if he was also shocked by Ning Lang's stubbornness.

No one has ever stayed in it for more than nine days before. Ning Lang is the No.1 person in history, and it is likely to be the last person.

The little slug looked at Ning Lang sitting there motionless, he took his father's hand and asked, "Daddy, uncle, why hasn't he come out yet?"

The man shook his head and said, "I don't know either."

"Uncle, he is so powerful, will no one dare to bully us in the future?"

The man froze for a moment, and suddenly realized.

He finally knew why Ning Lang asked his family to watch the thunder with him. In front of so many people, Ning Lang showed such strength, not to mention those two burly men, no matter how high the realm was. In the future, he would never think of his family again. At this moment, the man was extremely moved.

Time passed by minute by minute.

The last day was particularly long for Ning Lang.

For nine whole days, there were hundreds of thunderstorms every day, and the power of each thunderbolt was no less than that of a Daoxuan realm or even an ordinary monk in the Heavenly Exalted realm. Under constant attack, his body was already very weak.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

At noon, Jin Yaotian Lei became more and more violent, as if launching a wave of offensive at last, because after tonight, Jin Yao Tianlei would disappear completely, and then its power would drop suddenly.

"Pfft!" Under the violent bombardment of Jinyao Tianlei, Ning Lang finally couldn't help but protruding a mouthful of blood. Feeling the severe pain in his body, Ning Lang clenched his fist subconsciously and bit his teeth hard. Biting together, I kept telling myself in my heart: "It will be over soon, hold on!"

But Tianlei was merciless.

When Ning Lang vomited blood and hadn't rested for a cup of tea, he made another blow.

Originally, the afternoon should have been cloudless and the sky was clear for a hundred days, but now it was really thunderclouds and the sky was dark, like the end of the world.

an hour.

two hours.

three hours.

When it was completely dark, Ning Lang finally fell down.

A whole bolt of Jin Yaotian thunder struck his back, causing him to twitch involuntarily. With Ning Lang's landing, the audience who hadn't left couldn't help but let out an exclamation.

"Is it over?" These four words emerged from the bottom of everyone's heart.

In the past ten days, Ning Lang's performance in Tianlei Prison has amazed everyone. If it really ends here, many people will feel sorry.

"Uncle, Uncle!"

Amidst the whispers, a childish cry suddenly sounded.

The little slug yelled in the direction of Tianlei Prison while wiping away his tears. Two lines of hot tears flowed from his eyes unstoppably, looking very sad.

This scene attracted many people to turn their heads to watch.

The little slug's father held his son tightly, and when he saw Ning Lang fell to the ground, he also had a lonely and sad expression on his face.

Time goes on.

Jin Yao Tianlei also kept falling.

Every time Ning Lang was bombarded, his body would twitch, which made him look like the dead corpses not far from him.

In the spotlight.

At a moment's notice, the thunderclouds in the sky suddenly disappeared.

When this scene happened, it meant that the Jin Yao Tianlei that lasted for ten days also came to an end.

Hundreds of people around looked at the place where Ning Lang fell to the ground. Although they thought that the probability of Ning Lang's survival was very small, due to Ning Lang's previous performance, they still wanted to wait a little longer before leaving.

But one breath, two breaths, ten breaths, a quarter of an hour, half an hour passed, and when Ning Lang remained motionless, the people around him shook their heads and prepared to leave.

When most of the crowd dispersed.

After two hours had passed, the little slug who had been refusing to leave seemed to have noticed something suddenly, and he suddenly shouted: "Uncle moved, uncle moved."

This voice made the people who had already swept out stop one after another.

The little slug's father didn't notice any abnormalities, he just thought his son was wrong, he sighed and said, "Be quiet, don't shout."

The little slug pointed to the inside of Tianlei Prison, and still shouted: "Daddy, I really saw it. Uncle made a move."

"I can't even see clearly, how can you see clearly?"

"But...but I'm really not mistaken." The little slug was about to cry when he explained.

Just when everyone thought it was a child's nonsense, there was a sudden burst of intense coughing in Tianlei Prison. This coughing made the eyes of a group of people around them widen suddenly.

People who had walked a long way, heard the movement behind them, and rushed back again out of curiosity.

In the basin.

After struggling on the ground for a long time, a white figure propped himself on the ground with one hand, and slowly stood up from the ground. He wiped the blood from his mouth, stretched himself, and finally rose into the air under the eyes of everyone. It was easy to get out of Tianlei Prison.

Seeing this scene, many people opened their mouths wide and stared like copper bells, as if they had witnessed the most surprising thing in their lives.

Ten days of Jinyao Tianlei did not cause Ning Lang to lose his life, and after the end of Jinyao Tianlei, Ning Lang's body also began to recover, because the power of the five elements was transformed into innate power in the Holy Spirit Pool, so the speed of recovery of the power of the five elements was restored. The abnormally fast speed, coupled with the extra three hearts of the world in Ning Lang's body, made up for the lack of spiritual energy in his body in a short time, and after recovering a little energy, he naturally woke up.

Ning Lang swooped in front of the little slug, patted his head and said with a smile, "Cultivate well, and you will be like me in the future."

The little slug held the wooden sword and nodded heavily.

Ning Lang smiled, without the shocked eyes of the people around him, he left directly.

Just now.

Duan Juan suddenly said loudly: "Young hero, stop!"

……

(End of this chapter)