I'm picking up attributes in the wasteland

Chapter 424 Nine-Colored Thunder, Specialized in Fighting Monsters

All kinds of changes in the outside world, Leng Qiu, who is running the exercises with all his strength, doesn't know at all.

The whole mind is completely immersed in the spinal cord, constantly refining.

They didn't stop until they became like the spine, as white as jade, mixed with a touch of blood.

It was only at this moment that he discovered that the 33 Taoist palaces, under the action of the spinal cord, turned into huge overlapping Taoist palaces.

With thought, they can be arranged in a straight line, they can be brought together, and they can be transformed into any other shape.

It is no longer what it used to be, independent of each other, independent of each other, and independent individuals.

At this moment, he felt a huge change in his mental power, like his own eyes, penetrating the surrounding buildings and seeing everything within a kilometer.

I saw the maids changing clothes, saw ants crawling, saw butterflies fluttering their wings, and saw the nine-color thunder in the sky.

"This is the power of the soul? How is it possible! The aptitude has improved again!"

Leng Qiu himself was shocked, he didn't expect to cultivate his soul and feel the improvement of his aptitude at the same time.

When the soul can truly cultivate successfully, it is after the seventh level of the four-polarized dragon realm.

Incredible!

At the same time, Leng Qiu found that the true energy in his body could no longer be controlled, and he opened the Tongtian Pillar in the Dao Palace, intending to go straight to the sky and officially step into the four-polarization dragon realm!
The change came so fast that he was caught off guard.

An even more terrifying change followed. The nine-colored divine clouds in the sky brewed thunder that was as thick as an arm, and fell rapidly.

The speed is so fast that only shadows are left in people's eyes.

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by bursts of explosions, the formation guarding the sky above the palace was instantly breached.

"Rumble..."

The explosions continued, and the divine thunder continued, reaching the palace!

Fan Saihua's dormitory where Leng Qiu was located fell apart in an instant, turning into boundless fragments, flying in all directions!
In his spiritual induction, Fan Saihua in the sky, and the red and green outside the palace, all of them changed their expressions drastically and rushed towards them.

As the palace dissipated, all the people in the palace could see the Nine-Colored Thunder falling towards Leng Qiu who was sitting cross-legged on the big bed.

And he is still practicing now, he is naked and does not dodge or avoid.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Dabai's white hair exploded all over his body, and he raised his head to the sky and screamed.

"Crack clap..."

A series of explosions sounded, and nine thunderbolts landed on Leng Qiu's body.

In an instant, the body that could compete with the holy artifact exploded with wounds, blood spattered, muscles shattered, and bones as white as jade could be seen.

It was the first time Leng Qiu had suffered such a heavy injury since he entered the ancient times, and immediately howled angrily.

"Ah...God, how dare you hurt me!"

With a roar, his body rushed to the sky like an arrow.

The roar spread throughout the panic-stricken imperial city.

Many warriors put down the things in their hands and rushed out of the house one after another, just in time to see the scene where Leng Qiu rushed to the sky with anger and sprinkled blood.

The key is that he doesn't wear a single thread, which really makes many women secretly cast aside, but they have to look at it.

Because, he was speaking from the direction of the palace.

"Oh my God, who is he? He rushed towards the Nine-Color Thunder Cloud. It's terrifying to be so far away!"

"Dare to scold the thief God, what an unruly temper, truly lawless!"

"Shh, keep your voice down, he is the peerless powerhouse who helped the empress ascend to the throne, even the masters of the Eighth Palace Realm were killed by him!"

When he saw that it was Leng Qiu, all kinds of discussions sounded one after another, and he deeply knew how powerful Leng Qiu was.

And there are more people in the palace who know him, such as Fan Chenghe, Prince Zhengong, the ancestor of the Fan family, etc.

They are all masters of the Eighth Palace Realm. Seeing Leng Qiu's speed and arrogance, they felt the oppression in their hearts.

They are obviously in the same realm, but the difference in combat power is huge, beyond imagination.

Fan Cheng, He Zhengong and others appeared beside Fan Saihua, and asked solemnly:

"Your Majesty, what happened to him?"

Where did Fan Saihua know, she just shook her head and looked at the sky worriedly.

The ancestor of the Fan family appeared, looked at the sky with cloudy eyes, and said in horror:

"Nine-Colored Divine Thunder, it specializes in beating monsters! Prove that Leng Qiu has practiced incredible skills, God will destroy him!"

His words made the Fan family present feel cold and fear instantly.

Specialize in fighting monsters!

It represents not only monsters, but also terrifying fighting power.

Among the many people in the imperial city, some people knew that Leng Qiu practiced a terrifying exercise and was condemned by the heavens, and took the opportunity to spread the news to all directions.

The news of Leng Qiu being struck by lightning spread to all sects like wings.

Leng Qiu doesn't know anything about what's going on below, she leaps in the air, she just doesn't want to implicate Fan Saihua's palace.

At the same time, when he wanted to rush over, he shattered the dark clouds in the sky.

It's just that his idea is too bizarre to do it at all.

The true essence in his body was hitting the four-polarization dragon realm, and he couldn't move outward, let alone smash the thunder.

Everything can only rely on a strong body to resist, and even the exercises cannot be used, in the realm of shock.

Fortunately, he had practiced Ba Xia Jue and the Immemorial Devouring Sutra, even if he didn't circulate his true energy, his body was still healing quickly.

If you look inside, you can see the four poles of a Taoist palace, each with a white jade pillar, constantly emerging, leading to the unknown high place in the sky.

That is the four poles of the human body!
As long as they open up a piece of heaven and earth, they have entered the four-polarized dragon realm.

As for the dragon, it is a dragon with four limbs, which condenses the spirit of a real dragon and has a power of over [-] million.

The only thing that can make him feel lucky is that the progress is very fast, the four poles reach the sky, and it is about to be completed.

But the bombardment of the nine-color god thunder from the outside world did not stop at all.

After each divine thunder ended, there were eight more to follow, continuously, and sometimes they would attack together.

On the body, the skin was torn apart, and everywhere was scorched black, and the bone was visible deep in the wound, and the blood flowed continuously.

Drops of golden blood kept falling on the ground, smashing houses one by one, but there was nothing to do.

He tried his best to move out of the imperial city and came to the open area in the outskirts, and finally he didn't have any scruples.

The warriors in the imperial city, Royal Fan Saihua and others all followed behind him and moved outside.

Dabai kept following, but he couldn't fly into the sky, but he stopped shouting.

The target of the Nine-Color Sky Thunder is Leng Qiu, it doesn't do any harm to other people, and it even looks extremely dazzling, like the glare of light outside the sky, extremely beautiful.

However, Fan Saihua didn't appreciate it at all, all her thoughts were focused on Leng Qiu, and she didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

If it is true that she is bound to die as the ancestor said, then her future must be very difficult, and she may even be buried with her.

Leng Qiu has offended too many people, and she will not let her live easily.

There are many thoughts in my heart, and my eyes are focused on the master.

Seeing his flesh and blood falling down and blood flowing, my heart aches.

The two girls, Yihong and Cui, were almost tearful, worried about their master, but unable to help, they could only watch helplessly.

This is an unimaginable catastrophe.

(End of this chapter)