Invincible perspective

Chapter 539 Seven Layers of Purple Thunder
In the water pool, after Zhang Yang greeted the first purple lightning force, soon the second purple lightning force struck him again.

"Boom..." There was a loud noise in the sky, and a purple lightning force the size of an arm fell directly towards Mount Tai. Soon, this purple lightning force fell into the pool, and then pointed directly at the top of Zhang Yang's head.

"嗤嗤嗤..." In the pool, the force of thunder and lightning kept making weird sounds, and under the force of lightning, Zhang Yang spit out a mouthful of blood, and his body staggered. Almost fell off the stone pillar.

"There are still five lightning bolts to complete the soul refining. If I only rely on the strength of my body to bear the power of these seven lightning bolts to refine my soul, I'm afraid I can't bear it at all with my current soul strength." Steady my figure Afterwards, Zhang Yang's body frantically operated the exercises, continuously absorbing the purple thunder just now.

If so, Zhang Yang was surrounded by a little bit of Zi Lei's power repeatedly, making a crackling sound.

"Boom!" The third purple thunder fell again instantly after the second purple thunder fell. At this time, the top of Mount Tai was covered with dense thunderclouds. The whole Mount Tai was smashed to pieces.

"Give it to me!" After the third purple thunder fell into the pool, Zhang Yang looked at the purple thunder that was quickly attacking him in the pool, his eyes were round, his hands stretched out, and he directly aimed at this purple thunder fiercely. catch.

"Crack!" As soon as Zhang Yang caught the purple thunder with both hands, the muscles on Zhang Yang's arm immediately burst with a slight sound.

But soon, Zhang Yang's arm that had been shattered by the third purple thunder quickly formed, but his whole body became a bit smaller.

Looking at the pungent smell emanating from his hands, Zhang Yang's eyes gradually turned scarlet.

Zhang Yang didn't have to choose the road of soul refining. After all, he is the master of the devouring spirit. Even if he is reincarnated in this world, he can still use the devouring spirit to avoid the soul refining; but when the sword spirit told him During all this, Zhang Yang resolutely decided to refine the soul, because once the soul refining is successful, the power of the soul can almost double.

If the strength of two people is at the same level, regardless of other external things, if one of them has soul power several times stronger than the other, he can even instantly kill people of the same level. This is the horror of soul power. place.

Zhang Yang doesn't know what kind of state his strength can reach after he returns to that world, but since Lu Chuan has a way to enter the soul power into this world for reincarnation, it is obvious that the other party also has strong strength or the people behind him are extremely powerful. Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to extract the soul power and enter this parallel world for reincarnation.

Once he leaves this world and returns to Earth, Zhang Yang must kill Lu Chuan, and at the same time, Zhang Yang must also consider the strong behind Lu Chuan, so Zhang Yang dare not be careless, even at the risk of breaking his soul, he must complete it. This time the soul refining, otherwise, he would have no hope of defeating Lu Chuan and the mysterious strong man behind Lu Chuan.

After the third purple thunder fell, it took a few minutes this time, it seemed to be giving Zhang Yang a chance to breathe, or a larger purple thunder was gathering in the thunder cloud.

But Zhang Yang crazily absorbed all the power of those purple thunders into his body in these few minutes. His current body itself is condensed with soul power, so this also means that Zhang Yang absorbed all the power of these purple thunders into his body. Zi Lei's power is all absorbed into the soul power.

Such a thing, even some super-strength powerhouses dare not do it. The weakest thing for a cultivator is the soul power. Unless it is some old monsters who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, otherwise, if Zhang Yang cultivates in just a few days For people who are years or even decades old, soul power is definitely a weak link.

Between heaven and earth, the most violent and powerful force undoubtedly comes from the power of thunder and lightning in nature, and purple thunder is the king of thunder and lightning, but Zhang Yang uses these purple thunders to refine his soul. Never before.

But the reason why Zhang Yang was able to forcibly withstand the attacks of the first three purple thunders was all due to the power of those stars. Without the power of these stars, I am afraid that Zhang Yang would not be able to condense the entity at all, let alone come. Fight against the power of these purple thunders.

In the sky, after the fourth purple thunder was brewing for a few minutes, the next moment, a purple thunder the size of a bucket fell from the thundercloud instantly, and there was a loud sound in the sky.

Some villagers near Mount Tai, even in the middle of the night, got up from their beds one after another to watch the vision that suddenly appeared in the sky, watching the rare phenomenon that was rarely seen in a hundred years.

Just when everyone was feeling the power of the fourth purple thunder, Zhang Yang, who was in the pool, raised his head, looking at the chaotic pool disturbed by this purple thunder, Zhang Yang's eyes burst out with a fighting spirit .

"Since I can only fight against you, even if you are the sky, so what, I, Zhang Yang, will break the sky!" As Zhang Yang fell down, Zhang Yang stretched out his hands, and the surrounding pools instantly formed two water dragons , crazily struck towards this purple thunder.

"Wow..." The moment the two water dragons just touched this purple thunder, they suddenly became sluggish from the aggressiveness before, and there was a bit of neighing in their voices. After struggling a few times, they turned into A pool of water.

Seeing that the two water dragons just blocked the four purple thunders for a moment and then lost, the fighting spirit in Zhang Yang's eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Things outside the heavens and the earth, the stars are the power, use the power of the sun to break your purple thunder catastrophe!" Zhang Yang reached out with one hand, and following his mind, the power of the stars in the pool rushed towards him in an instant. In just a short time, Zhang Yang held two white dragons transformed by the power of the stars and rushed towards this purple thunder again.

"Oh!" Two dragons transformed from the power of the stars came to this purple thunder, roaring again and again, and their figures kept entwining this purple thunder, while the original bucket-sized purple thunder, on the side When attacking Zhang Yang, his figure gradually shrank.

"Boom!" After Zi Lei fell into Zhang Yang's body, Zhang Yang staggered and almost fell, but his complexion was bloodless, and Zi Lei rolled under his skin, as if he wanted to break through Zhang Yang's obstacles; The only thing Zhang Yang can do now is to run the exercises crazily, continuously refining the purple thunders in his body.

About half an hour later, the fifth purple thunder continued to fall. Zhang Yang's soul refining this time had a total of seven purple thunders. It is mixed with a bit of fiery red.

Looking at the fifth purple thunder pouring from above the pool, Zhang Yang narrowed his eyes slightly, and the power of stars in the pool frantically surged into his palm again, but this time, Zhang Yang used the power of these stars Gathered into a shield, grasping tightly with both hands, staring at the fifth purple thunder that hit him.

"This is already the fifth purple thunder, and there are two more ways to successfully refine the soul. I can't fail!" Zhang Yang kept muttering in his heart, but in his eyes, facing the fifth purple thunder, he didn't feel anything. The color of no fear.

"Crack!" With a slight sound, the shield condensed by the power of the stars in Zhang Yang's hand shattered directly, and the rest of the purple thunder crazily smashed towards Zhang Yang, constantly destroying Zhang Yang's body, even faintly. , Zhang Yang's body showed some signs of bursting.

"No, absolutely not!" Feeling that his body was like a round ball, Zhang Yang roared twice, and the kung fu began to work again, and the purple thunders in his body were constantly destroying his internal organs, but every time they were destroyed, Zhang Yang would He didn't hesitate to spend his soul power to condense it again, and after so many repetitions, coupled with Zhang Yang's refinement, it took about half an hour to completely refine the fifth purple thunder.

If Zhang Yang's body was broken before, then almost everything Zhang Yang did would be destroyed, so Zhang Yang must not let his body be broken.

After experiencing five purple thunders in a row, Zhang Yang was extremely exhausted at this time, especially the one just now, which almost consumed a lot of his soul power and mind, but now there are still two purple thunders, if Zhang Yang can't bear it , then his result is also a dead end.

Among the clouds above Mount Tai, the original black clouds gradually changed into red thunderclouds, and the sixth purple thunder seemed to be still brewing.

On the peaks of some mountains in the country, there are old people standing one by one, including Liu Shuai and other Tianzihao owners. When they saw the red thundercloud above Mount Tai, everyone's expressions changed drastically.

"There is someone who is refining the soul. Seven layers of purple thunder. For ordinary people, even one or two purple thunders are enough to make him lose his soul. But this person has passed through the first five layers of purple thunder. Who the hell is this person!"

"Could it be him! Impossible, his strength is only at the congenital peak level, even though he is the heir appointed by that old guy, it is absolutely impossible for him to resist five layers of purple thunder!"

...There are still many people guessing like this, but they are all very clear in the country. Except for Zhang Yang, I am afraid that no one can make a miracle happen, and Zhang Yang himself is a miracle.

"Seven layers of purple thunder, Brother Liu, I don't have enough time to practice, can you explain to me what the seven layers of purple thunder are, and what Zhang Yang is doing? Didn't he say he was going back?!" Xiao Lang knew very well that in Mount Tai, the person who could trigger such a purple thunder was definitely Zhang Yang, but he couldn't understand why Zhang Yang would do this. Although he didn't know how powerful this purple thunder was, he looked at the expressions of Liu Shuai and others After a big change, Xiao Lang knew very well that these seven layers of purple thunder were definitely not ordinary things; even if they looked at them from a distance, they were a little horrified, let alone bear the publicity of purple thunder.

(End of this chapter)