Martial arts become gods

Chapter 1345 Thunder Saint
"Boy, you should know that this silver thunder bead is a replica of the silver thunder in the sky." The middle-aged man said.

"En!" Mo Xian nodded.

"I was born with a lightning-inducing body, and practicing lightning-attribute skills is even more powerful. But the thief God gave me such a good skin, but he refused to give me the silver thunder in the sky. After 100 years of searching, I found nothing. You say, this Thief God, is there something wrong with his mother, you are teasing me!" The middle-aged man said, and after talking about it, he became even more emotional.

"Uh, this..." Mo Xian didn't know what to say for a while, this mouth is really weird, and it doesn't fit the status of a peerless powerhouse.

"It's fine for you to listen to me, boy. Later, I was so angry that I decided to go against the sky and use my own lightning-guiding body to create a silver thunder in the sky." The middle-aged man said.

"Failed?" Mo Xian asked with a strange expression. This middle-aged man is indeed a strange person, who actually thought of using human power to create the most powerful force in the world.

"Hey, that thief God is jealous of my brilliance and martial arts. He is afraid that if I really succeed, he will casually send down a punishment from heaven and kill me." The middle-aged man sighed and said with great regret.

What Mo Xian heard was secretly startled, although what the middle-aged man said was simple.

But he is very clear about the power of it.

Attracting divine punishment, this shows that the middle-aged man has already touched Tianwei, which also means that he is almost really about to succeed.

To be able to do this, this middle-aged man was definitely a top powerhouse back then, and he was so crazy that he actually went against the heavens and wanted to copy the unique silver thunder in the sky.

This courage, I am afraid few people can match.

"However, that thief would never have imagined that at the last moment, a ray of my soul hid in this silver thunder bead, and my breath was covered by the seal. I just waited for a chance to continue to fight against him one day." The middle-aged man said. .

Although his remark was brief, it also told Mo Xian a shocking story of weeping ghosts and gods.

"So, my wish is to find the silver thunder in the sky, and then use my silver thunder beads to devour it." The middle-aged man said again.

"What will happen then?" Mo Xian was startled, this wish was indeed big enough.

"Hmph, the real Sky Silver Thunder will no longer exist, and the replica I made will become the real Sky Silver Thunder, haha, I'm happy to think about it." The middle-aged man laughed wildly and continued: "Boy , I am optimistic about you, and complete this great cause with me!"

"Uh, yes, it's possible, but the younger generation's strength is low, so I'm afraid it will be difficult!" Mo Xian said pretendingly, he can agree to the other party, but the time will naturally be extended indefinitely.

"What kind of garlic is it, isn't it just for the benefit of the world? The sky attracting thunder body was created specifically to deal with the sky silver thunder, and it was left behind desperately. Although it is only a quasi-yuan martial skill, it can be used in the process of tempering the body. Evolution is enough for you to use for life. Moreover, if you refine the silver thunder of the sky, then the silver thunder of the sky will undergo immeasurable changes." The middle-aged man said lightly.

Mo Xian knew that the other party was making a big deal for him.

But being able to evolve this point made his eyes shine.

The Sky Silver Thunder Body itself is a quasi-prime martial skill, if it can really evolve, wouldn't it be able to reach the category of primordial martial skill?
"Evolution is not that simple, so don't think about it, but this quasi-yuan martial skill should be enough." The middle-aged man said, holding his palm in the air.

"Shh!"

Immediately, all the thunder in this space gathered towards his palm, and instantly condensed into a ferocious thunder dragon thousands of feet in size.

"Boy, take one blow from me, the thunder of Tianwei!"

"boom!"

Amidst the earth-shattering explosion, the huge thunder dragon roared angrily, and instantly bombarded Mo Xian's body.

Mo Xian trembled all over, and felt that his soul was instantly scattered, and the terrifying power of thunder spread through his body, crazily destroying every trace of his flesh and blood.

However, under this kind of destruction, there is a rapid rebirth.

However, the pain that goes deep into the soul is self-evident.

Mo Xian gritted his teeth to bear the terrible attack, and finally did not let out a scream.

After an unknown amount of time, the thunder light suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings immediately returned to calm.

"Let's go!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, turned around and left, but his figure was much more illusory.

"Senior, you should at least tell me your name!" Mo Xian said hastily.

"Name, do I need that kind of thing?" The middle-aged man smiled wildly and said, "But the world calls me Lei Sheng!"

"Lei Sheng!"

Mo Xian was taken aback, and when he wanted to ask something, the middle-aged man had already returned to the Thunder River.

He shook his head with a wry smile, and with a thought, he exited this space.

After opening his eyes, Mo Xian found that under the ancient pagoda, many people were staring at him in astonishment.

"What's wrong?" He frowned and said.

"Mo Xian, what were you doing just now?" Tang Jun asked, his voice seemed to tremble a little.

The aura emanating from Mo Xian before was too terrifying.

Moreover, just now, thousands of thunderbolts suddenly fell from the sky, and landed on Mo Xian without exception.

That destructive aura was so amazing that everyone was still afraid.

"Uh, it's nothing, I'm just practicing!" Mo Xian said with a smile.

Hearing this, everyone didn't ask any more questions, but they knew that it was by no means as simple as what Mo Xian said.

Those ten thousand thunderbolts falling from the sky were not fake.

And at that moment just now, the aura emanating from Mo Xian seemed to be the legendary existence that had broken free from the shackles of heaven and earth.

But now, that breath is gone.

Everyone thought about it, how could there be such an existence in the Great War of Ten Thousand Domains, so it can only be regarded as their own illusion.

After the crowd dispersed, Mo Xian spread out his palm, and a lightning arc flashed on it.

Looking inside, he found that every trace of flesh and bone in his body contained this kind of thunder power.

With a thought in his mind, thunder snakes danced wildly in the depths of his eyes, and his skin had a hint of silver thunder.

"Thank you!"

Mo Xian took a deep breath. The middle-aged man might be arrogant, but in the end he directly helped him cultivate into the Sky Silver Thunder Body.

The opponent's final move of Kuang Lei Tianwei also shocked him extremely.

That is already a terrifying power that is almost a punishment from God.

And if he had to cultivate the Sky Silver Thunder Body by himself, it would probably take a lot of time.

Although it is only a preliminary study, as long as he tempers it in the future, the power of this quasi-yuan martial skill will gradually be revealed.

After practicing for so long, Mo Xian also felt a little tired.

He easily jumped down from the ancient pagoda and slowly walked towards Tang Jun and the others.

"You are willing to stop!"

Seeing Mo Xian approaching, Tang Jun and the others who were about to continue practicing immediately stood up and said with a smile.

"You guys, have you heard of Lei Sheng?" Mo Xian said.

"You mean, Lei Sheng?" Tang Jun was stunned for a moment, and then excitedly said: "Of course I heard that, back then, he was a legendary figure. Unfortunately, many years ago, he suddenly disappeared mysteriously. Some people say that he is arrogant. Arrogant, provoking Tianwei, so he was punished by heaven. When I was young, I grew up watching his own biography."

"There really is such a person who published a biography in an open manner!" Mo Xian murmured in his heart, but it was right after thinking about it, no matter what he did, it was normal for such a rebellious character.

(End of this chapter)