Immortal Cultivation in Six Realms

I saw a thunderbolt with a thick arm coming towards the strong man in Yuanshen realm with a violent momentum. The strong man in Yuanshen realm changed his face and offered a round magic weapon, which suddenly increased and met the power of lightning.

The magic power surges on this magic weapon. A Bao can see at a glance that this is the magic weapon of the best magic weapon level. Urged by the strength of the strong in Yuanshen realm, a Bao can't help it.

"Dong."

The thunder and lightning fell on the round magic weapon of Yuanshen realm and made a loud noise. The residual thunder and lightning made a sound on the magic weapon.

Po's face changed when he saw this. The lightning power was extremely violent. Even the friars at the peak of the exorbitant realm could not resist it, but they were the strong ones in the Yuanshen realm.

Po ChiYan points to the air for a time. There are only three thunders in total. Using this thunderbolt to devour the sky, it is very reluctantly based on the cultivation in the early days of Po Yuanying territory. If you can't create some trouble for the strong in Yuanshen territory, I'm afraid I'll really stay here today.

Po didn't think so much. The second lightning fell. The power of the second lightning was much stronger than the first lightning. The smell of terror spread instantly. The friars in the street felt a terrible explosive breath coming to their faces, especially some friars with low accomplishments, who had already hidden far away. Only the friars of the South fire sect dared to stand in place in their hearts, There are strong people in the sect to resist. They don't have to be afraid at all.

The second lightning fell and was blocked again by the strong man of Yuanshen realm with his round magic weapon, but this time, the magic weapon obviously couldn't bear it. It trembled in the air, and a crack appeared on the round magic weapon. After all, it was only a magic weapon. Even if it was the best magic weapon, it was only a magic weapon. The thunder god formula was known as the formula from the beginning to the sun, Even the top skill of Nanhuo sect is nothing more than that.

The strong man in yuanshenjing was slightly surprised. He had only two magic weapons that could be held. Both of them were top-notch magic weapons. If the magic weapon was damaged, the user would be eaten back. However, for the friar in yuanshenjing, this kind of phagocytosis could be easily resolved. After all, a Bao was just a friar in the early stage of yuanyingjing. Even if he was powerful, the friar in yuanshenjing didn't pay attention to a Bao.

"Boom!" the third thunder and lightning came down. This time, the monk of Yuanshen realm finally changed his face. I'm afraid even he didn't dare to deal with such violent lightning power.

"Spread out quickly." the strong man in yuanshenjing shouted to the three or four hundred monks patrolling the South fire sect gathered below.

However, how fast the lightning speed is, it comes to the round magic weapon in an instant.

This time, the round magic weapon can't stop the power of lightning, and the breath of destroying the sky and the earth falls from the sky.

In a room in the central area of South fire City, several elders were discussing things. Suddenly, one of the elders changed his face slightly and said, "no, someone is making trouble in the south of South fire city."

If a Bao is here, he must be shocked, because his master Liu Zichen is impressively among these people. Ah, a Bao's Master Liu Zichen is missing so much.

Liu Zichen also felt the breath of destroying the sky and the earth. A faint smile appeared on his face and said in his heart: "this is the breath of the thunder god formula. Friar Lei Linggen has not appeared in this world for a long time. That boy must be that boy." although Liu Zichen was surprised, he was a natural expression. With a Bao's talent, today's world, No, It should be on the whole continent. Who can match it? Only Liu Zichen knows how evil a Bao's talent is.

Genius needs constant training to grow. The reason why Liu Zichen doesn't take a Bao with him is that he hopes he can be honed. In fact, Liu Zichen has been secretly observing a Bao. When the magic road appeared in the Julong mountains, Liu Zichen planned to take action, but he still couldn't help it. He just wanted to exercise a Bao. Although he was dissatisfied with a Bao's killing many people, But Po didn't do anything wrong. A strong man can be called a strong man only when he steps on the body of a strong man.

Looking at the five people in front of him, Liu Zichen said calmly: "you don't have to worry about it. In addition, let your experts of Nanhuo sect not act rashly and decide everything freely. Let the younger generation solve their own problems."

"Yes." the old man of Nanhuo sect dared not look up to Liu Zichen in front of him.

"Dong." the magic weapon of the strong man in Yuanshen realm was smashed by the power of violent lightning under the heavy lightning like a bucket. The strong man in Yuanshen realm was careless and despised the enemy. The magic weapon was destroyed. He vomited blood against the blood and blood surged in his body. The strong man in Yuanshen realm looked a little ugly. He was hurt by a little boy in the early days of Yuanying territory, He lost a lot of face as a strong man in Yuanshen realm. At the beginning, if the friar in Yuanshen realm tried his best to deal with it, he could easily take Po, be careless and despise the enemy.

The round magic weapon was smashed. The power of thunder and lightning was still powerful, and it blew up on the street. Most of these patrolling friars were friars in Jindan territory, led by friars in Yuanying territory. When the thunder and lightning fell, they were all flustered and hurried to flee for their lives. They were joking. Even the powerful people in Yuanshen territory in their eyes could not resist it. Naturally, they did not dare to resist.

"Boom." the power of thunder and lightning fell to the ground. The terrible thunder and lightning blew the street into a mess. Countless gravel splashed everywhere and danced all over the sky. Some monks who didn't have time to escape were deeply trapped, and dozens of monks in the golden elixir realm died under the thunder and lightning.

The strong man in Yuanshen realm was livid and forced down the surging Qi and blood in his body. At the moment when the magic weapon was destroyed, he could only try his best to help resist some residual power of lightning, but many monks died.

When the dust dispersed, Po had disappeared. The strong man of Yuanshen realm roared up to the sky: "yes, I must break you to pieces if I catch you."

Under the uproar of a Bao, the news quickly spread all over the South fire city. Some friars volunteered to search all over the city for the trace of a Bao. It was only an hour's effort. The news of a Bao spread all over the South fire city through various jade slips. Three hours later, a Bao's portrait was pasted all over the streets of Nanhuo city. The law enforcement Hall of Nanhuo sect ordered the whole city to impose martial law and search for a Bao.

The royal family of the southern fire empire was shocked and sent Imperial troops all over the city to search for the trace of Po. The royal family claimed that Po must be broken into thousands of pieces and offered a reward of one million spirit stones to catch Po.

After using the thunder to devour the sky, Po's mana was exhausted. Instead of escaping, he hid his breath by relying on Kunyun ring and found a place nearby to hide. The whole city of Nanhuo city is under martial law, but the alchemy conference is still held as usual. Patrols of Nanhuo sect are searching everywhere in the edge of the city. Now these patrols are led by out of body monks, and two Yuanying monks follow in the team, just to prevent Po from escaping from their eyes.

"The area around the city is full of patrols. It's obviously impossible to get out of the city."

A day later, Po sneaked into the central area. Po found that although there were patrols in the central area, it was not as dense as the edge of the city