Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 525
The body-destroying thunderbolts were still falling, and the ball of thunderlight wrapped outside the dialect was already tens of feet in size. The monsters gathered around all felt a sense of fear from the bottom of their hearts, but their gazes looking at the thunder ball were even more greedy. If an existence with such a cultivation level is baptized by the light of thunder, if it can take advantage of the weak moment to Wouldn't it be a great benefit to share a piece of flesh and blood essence.

All of a sudden, all the monsters turned their heads and looked in one direction. Over there was a lake in the shape of a crescent moon. A cold breath pressed over in an instant, and the coldness in it was fully revealed. In just a moment, There were no less than hundreds of monsters surrounded by the thunder cloud, and they flew away like chickens and dogs, many of them directly entered the thunderbolt, and disappeared in an instant without leaving a trace .

In the blink of an eye, there was no monster beast gathered outside the thunder cloud. The dialect in the thunder light did not notice this. At this moment, the dialect was surprised by the thunder light that kept gathering around, and the origin of thunder contained in it far surpassed that at the beginning. It was more than a hundred times when he broke through the middle stage of Yuanying. At the beginning, Daoist Hu just said that the catastrophe of distraction in the realm of Xuanlan was far more than that in the realm of cultivation. At this moment, Fang Yan knew that he had been ignoring it. In the great catastrophe, Nascent Soul's breakthrough is also much more difficult than in the realm of cultivation. What Dialect doesn't know is that the body-killing lightning he encountered is not only higher than the realm of cultivation, even in the realm of Xuanlan. Lightning is also extremely rare.

Sensing the dozens of strands of the original breath of thunder contained in the first wave of body-killing thunder, the dialect urged the Fan Jue body forging technique, and his body flickered, moving towards the source of thunder. Every time he came close, his mouth moved Inhale, and a bolt of lightning enters the belly of the dialect, swallowing up all the sensed lightning sources in a short time, and looking at the surrounding lightning, the momentum remains the same, but the dialect who is extremely sensitive to lightning has already known that these lightnings are not surplus It's just an empty shell, it just looks ferocious, but in fact it can't hurt me much, it just needs to consume a little mana.

It didn't take a while for the thunder light around the dialect to be left with only a faint shadow, but the body-killing thunder light was far from over, the body-killing thunder light temporarily slowed down, and the next wave of bombardment was brewing.

After a few breaths, Fang Yan sensed that something was wrong, the Extinguishing Lightning Light that was supposed to fall hadn't landed yet, Fang Yan should be happy with this slow down, but at this moment Fang Yan raised his head and looked at the top of his head with a dignified expression. I have inhaled dozens of strands of the source of thunder, but not all of them have been integrated into the Nascent Soul. At this moment, the Nascent Soul in my body is still trying to absorb it with the help of the five-color spiritual thread, but it will take a while to fully integrate. Although the dialect will become more and more difficult when the thunder light falls like before, he is still very confident that he can take it.

But the situation in front of me is different from what the dialect expected. At this moment, the thunder cloud is still shrinking, and the power and momentum are constantly growing. Appeared in the second round, the calamity of the heavenly calamity such as body extermination lightning and distraction varies from person to person, and the time of breakthrough is different for each person, but it is extremely rare for the dialect to encounter it. In such a situation, Dialect could feel that all the remaining power in the thundercloud was concentrated in the second round, and it must be a shocking blow after waiting and falling, far from being comparable to the first round he just encountered.

The dialect expression is dignified, but it has not lost its sense of proportion. Although the threat of such a body-killing lightning is great, the danger is also great, but it is also accompanied by great opportunities. One's body will be baptized by a hundred times more condensed lightning from the inside to the outside. If I receive this thundering blow, my body alone will have countless benefits. Even if I haven't cultivated to the highest level in the Fanjue body training technique, my physical body can also be greatly improved. If I can also collect the source of thunder in it , I don't know how much more confident I will be in collecting Gang Lei in the future.

Everything is based on the premise that I can catch the body-killing lightning that is about to fall. While urging the five-color spiritual thread in the dantian to flow into the Nascent Soul with the source of thunder wrapped in it, dozens of five-element crystals are condensed in the blink of an eye as the magic power surges in my hand. Linglei immediately turned his backhand, and a jade bottle containing the spiritual liquid of the ancient spring appeared in Fang Yan's hand.

Since leaving Chilanxing, Guquan Lingye has saved Fang Yan in distress more than once, and now only five drops are left. Fang Yan attaches great importance to his remaining five drops of Guquan Lingye, it's not that Fang Yan doesn't want to be in the city of Canglan Buy some spiritual objects that quickly replenish mana, but such spiritual objects as Guquan Lingye, which can quickly replenish mana, are priceless even in the realm of Xuanlan. There are more monks, and if someone gets this kind of thing, they will definitely not sell it in the market, and it is extremely rare at the auction, at least the dialect is not bought, but some medicines can also replenish mana, but it takes two hours For a long time, it is difficult to play a role at this moment.

But at this moment, Fang Yan swallowed four drops without any hesitation, leaving only one drop to save his life after the thunder light ended, maybe the last drop would not be able to wait until then, Fang Yan did not dare to underestimate the impending fall on the top of his head hit.

The effect of the ancient spring spirit liquid remained undiminished, and in an instant, the dialect's mana quickly recovered by [-]%. At this moment, a loud noise came from the churning dark clouds, and a ray of thunder flashed immediately, falling straight towards the dialect .

Sword shape?A look of astonishment flashed in Fang Yan's eyes. This thunder light actually condensed his body shape. Between the hundreds of feet of thunder light, Fang Yan could even see the decorative patterns flashing on the sword. It is not surprising that the thunder light transformed into a sword , but those are only fleeting, but this thunder light condenses the figure and kills it straight towards the dialect. It also contains this unparalleled sword energy. This bombardment has far exceeded the normal breakthrough The power of the body-destroying lightning in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

It is true that possessing the source of thunder can control and affect the thunder light, but this thunder light dialect cannot be greeted as close as before, otherwise a face-to-face will be severely injured. A long dragon blasted towards the sword-shaped lightning, only to hear rumbling sounds one after another, dialect eyes widened, his own dozens of spirit thunders were unable to delay this sword-shaped lightning for a moment, except for its His figure shrank slightly by one-twelfth, but his speed didn't decrease at all, and he still slashed towards him.

"Kill." Fang Yan yelled again, and an equally astonishing sword light appeared from the Dawu sword array that had been hovering beside Fang Yan, and moved towards the sword-shaped thunder light that was less than tens of feet away from him.

The sword light of the Dawu Sword Formation is astonishing and mighty, but Fang Yan knows that his own sword light will never be able to compete with that thunder light, only to see that there are dozens of five-element spirit thunders that are not less powerful than the Dawu Sword Formation It can only consume one-twelfth of it. Even if I activate the Dawu Sword Formation, I can only delay it for a while, buying a little time for myself.

Sure enough, within a tenth of a breath, the sword light urged by the Dawu Sword Formation, a blow close to the top-grade spiritual weapon, was blown away in front of the sword-shaped thunder light, and the hundred and eight handles flew into the air without thinking. The sword body directly urged it to continue to meet it. If it can't catch the thunder, what's the use of the magic weapon.

The Dawu Sword Formation formed into a sword formation is extremely powerful, but apart from the Qingyun Giant Sword, many Thunder Swords are only top-grade treasures. How can they block such a powerful thunder? However, the hundred and eight flying swords were blasted into powder one after another. When they returned to Fang Yan's hands, except for the Qingyun giant sword, the other one hundred and seven thunder swords had long since disappeared.

Dialect has always practiced the Dawu Sword Formation as a natal magic weapon. Losing one or two swords may not have a big impact, but at this moment, he suddenly lost more than 100 swords. As soon as it was sweet, a mouthful of blood was spurted out, and there was a drop of natal essence and blood glistening in it.

If it was normal, Fang Yan would not lose a drop of life essence blood so easily, even if it was sprayed out, it would definitely be put away and refined later, but at this moment, Fang Yan didn't even look at it, the thunder light had already bombarded Fang Yan In front of him, Fang Yan's expression moved slightly, revealing a hint of joy.

"Finally found it, kill." With a loud dialect, the Lei Li Lingjia was pushed to the extreme, and he personally met the mighty sword-shaped thunder light?
suicide?The Five Elements Spirit Thunder and the Thunder Light that the Dawu Sword Formation could not match, did Fang Yan want to resist with a low-grade spiritual weapon?Of course not, many previous means were for this moment.

I saw that the sword-shaped thunder light that was supposed to kill Fang Yan's body suddenly deviated a little, and swept past Fang Yan's body. Even if such a powerful thunder light touched the side, it would be a big deal. , several huge wounds appeared on Fang Yan's body, and Fang Yan immediately became a blood man.

It's just that the joy on Fang Yan's face became even stronger, as if he wasn't the one who was injured at all.

"Come out to me."

Fang Yan yelled again, and the dialect who had pushed the Fan Jue body training technique to the extreme actually stuck to Lei Guang. Suddenly, Fang Yan punched out, piercing the Lei Guang straight into it. After a short while, Fang Yan retracted his arm, but Seeing that the right hand has lost all flesh and blood, only the white bones are left, and the fist is still clenched, which is very frightening.

The sword-shaped thunder light that just passed the dialect suddenly went mad, and suddenly dissipated the sword shape, transforming into countless small swords that were several feet long and charged towards the dialect cage. , In the blink of an eye, a thunderous spirit armor appeared on Fang Yan's body, cracks opened, and criss-cross scars appeared on his body, with bones exposed in more than one place.

"Hmph, without the source of thunder, let's see how long you can continue to be fierce." Fang Yan snorted coldly, ignored the damage from the thunder light, and urged the Fan Jue body training with all his strength, trying his best to restore his damaged body. Flesh and flesh were born soon, but they were destroyed after a short while. In such a stalemate, only one right arm still did not show flesh and blood, but the forearm also showed bones.

The Extinguishing Lightning Light finally faded away. Except for his right hand that never recovered, there was no blatant part on Fang Yan's body, but the aura of Dialect was very weak. Obviously, he suffered a great loss by resisting the Extinguishing Lightning Light this time. The most urgent thing now is to It is to return to the place of retreat and cultivate immediately.

Dialect who was about to urge the escape method to escape to the depths of the ground, a voice suddenly came from his consciousness: "Leave the source of thunder."

(End of this chapter)