Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2597

"Boom!"

Amidst the deafening roar, the sea of ​​blood that was slowly closing seemed to be scattered.

Immediately afterwards, a kind of real anger suddenly swept out, as if an extremely powerful existence was angered.

Immediately afterwards, another crimson thunderbolt appeared out of thin air, directly blasting Mo Xian into the ground again.

But it's not over yet, one after another thunderbolts continue to bombard, and the powerful force instantly makes the land devastated.

"It's too scary. Is this the power of Tianwei!" In that far away place, everyone watched in fear. Save your life under pressure.

However, what surprised them was that under the cover of the crimson thunderbolt, the thin figure stood up slowly.

Mo Xian looked up at the sky, and a dazzling thunder appeared on his body in an instant. He let the crimson lightning spray fall on his body but remained motionless.

"It's not enough!" He murmured to himself, and the thunder light on his body suddenly flourished, as if thunder dragons were swimming away.

He pinched his right wrist with his left hand, and a powerful thunder force immediately condensed on his right hand.

After a short while, his entire right arm became as if it was completely condensed from thunder pulp, and his palm had disappeared, replaced by a sharp dragon claw, because it was too sharp, and the space where the claw tip came out could not bear it. Small dark holes appeared one by one.

"Nine Thunders Transforming Dragon Hand!"

Mo Xian roared in his heart, and his figure suddenly shot up into the sky, and at the same time, he slammed on the sea of ​​blood with one hand.

"boom!"

At this moment, the entire space trembled violently, and the tyrannical force swept away wave after wave.

Even though they were far apart, the people around them still suffered a strong impact, and even the weaker ones were directly shocked to the point of bleeding.

"So strong, who is this person!" Everyone looked at Mo Xian blankly, they were sure that if they faced this blow by themselves, there would be absolutely no way out.

Mo Xian's crazy move was immediately met with a strong counterattack, and in the churning sea of ​​blood, bloody thunderbolts like pythons began to condense.

The original solemnity also completely disappeared at this time, completely turning into a ferocious one.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of red thunderbolts descended in unison, directly enveloping Mo Xian, causing blood to spurt from all over his body in an instant.

Mo Xian urged the silver thunder body in the sky with all his strength, although it flew up again and again, but there was always a mocking smile on his face.

Sure enough, as Lei Sheng said, if he who has cultivated the Sky Silver Thunder Body and then cultivates the Heavenly Might Thunder Mark, it will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

In other words, if he didn't have the Sky Silver Thunder Body, he would most likely have been blasted to death directly.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Mo Xian was looking for death, but only then did they realize that Mo Xian was using Tianwei to temper his body.

In their view, anyone who can come up with such a method and put it into action is definitely a lunatic.

An hour passed quickly, and the blood-red thunderbolt never stopped hitting Mo Xian.

At the beginning, Mo Xian was still a little uncomfortable, but now he seemed to be numb, quietly accepting the baptism of Tianwei.

A week passed quickly, and Mo Xian was almost out of human shape after being bombarded, and his body was completely covered in blood scabs, making him look quite ferocious.

Because they wanted to know what would happen to Mo Xian so much, most of the people didn't leave, but the number increased.

Mo Xian hadn't moved for a long time, making one wonder if he had died.

But at this moment, Mo Xian suddenly opened his eyes, and the blood scab on his body suddenly burst.

Immediately afterwards, his hands began to form seals quickly, and the mysterious power of heaven around him began to gather in his hands very quickly.

"This is..." Everyone shrank suddenly, unable to imagine that they could gather Tianwei in this way.

Not long after, a unique thunder pattern appeared between Mo Xian's hands, the whole body was blood red, completely different from Lei Sheng's at that time.

This is naturally because even if his Thunder Lane is cultivated, it is impossible to be at the same level as Lei Sheng.

But before they could fully condense, Thunder Lane exploded suddenly, and the tyrannical force directly sent Mo Xian flying upside down, spraying several mouthfuls of blood.

"Damn it!" Mo Xian cursed, just at a critical moment, he failed.

As a result, the surrounding Tianwei disappeared, and the world returned to calm again.

At this moment, he had consumed too much energy and blood, so he had to stop and swallow a few pills to restore energy and blood, otherwise the parasites in his limbs might rebel.

Without wasting too much time, Mo Xian immediately set up the formation pattern again, triggering the coming of the power of heaven.

Because of the previous experience, this time it went very smoothly, and soon the world became hideous.

The blood-colored thunder came down again, and Huanghuang Tianwei made everyone pale.

However, Mo Xian acted like a normal person, quickly condensing Thunder Rune with his hands.

But the result is still a failure.

fail……

fail……

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye, and Mo Xian no longer knew how many times he had tried. Every time it was the last moment, Thunder Lane would suddenly collapse.

He simply stopped, sitting on the ground for three days.

When he opened his eyes again, there was no joy or sorrow in his eyes.

He silently triggered Tianwei, and then silently began to gather Thunderlane.

This time, his heart was as calm as water, without any waves, and he entered a very mysterious state.

The blood-colored thunder streak slowly condensed in his hands, and the moment it finally took shape, a powerful celestial power suddenly spread out.

Only this time, the power of Tian came from him, not from heaven and earth.

"It's done!" Looking at the seemingly weak Lei Wen in his hand, Mo Xian couldn't help but feel a little happy in his heart.

With this thunder pattern as a guide, he will be able to cast the mighty thunder pattern anywhere in the future.

At this moment, he seemed to be admiring a work of art, looking obsessively at the Thunderlane in his hand.

After a long time, he took a deep breath, and the thunder pattern slowly sank into his palm, turning into a faint imprint.

Afterwards, his eyes were fixed, and the energy in his whole body began to circulate crazily.

Then he flipped his palm, and there were streaks of blood-colored thunderbolt dancing wildly in the sky, and finally condensed into a huge and mysterious rune.

"Tianwei Thunderweave!"

Mo Xian let out a low cry, and suddenly pressed down with his palm, and the astronomical thunder pattern immediately descended on the ground.

The ground seemed to be evaporated in an instant, sinking rapidly, and a kind of supreme majesty spread suddenly at this time, even making many monks have the urge to kneel down and worship.

"What, what kind of martial skill is this?" Everyone stared blankly at the raging Thunder Lane, stuttering a bit.

Mo Xian smiled lightly, without looking at the dumbfounded fighters, he flew directly over their heads.

(End of this chapter)