The Pirate: My Son Is Whitebeard

Chapter 192

“Sure enough, there’s nothing here.” The golden lion sighed, ready to persuade Mu Feng to leave.

He just came to see it with the mentality of playing soy sauce, and he didn’t get anything and didn’t feel anything.

Anyway, he didn’t know what the kind of lightning strike wood Mu Feng was looking for was for.

Mu Feng didn’t say anything, just observed the situation around him, and suddenly flicked his long sleeves.

The snow on the left is naturally blown away, and this is the highest part of the mountain, and it has been covered with snow for 100 years when the golden lion will make a floating island and lift the entire island into the sky.

At this time, the snow is at least tens of meters deep.

As the snow receded, the true appearance of the mountain was revealed, and the land was already hard, frozen like iron.

And it is on this frozen soil that a verdant vegetation sways slightly, full of green and full of life.

“There are trees growing under the snow in a place like this?” The golden lion exclaimed incredulously.

Almost at the same time, there was an explosion in the sky, and a thunder slashed down, falling on this tree.

An amazing scene appeared, this emerald green tree 02 wood actually emitted an emerald green light, absorbing all this thunder.

The golden lion’s eyes were about to fall.

He has also traversed the sea for so many years, and he has seen countless magical scenes, but it is the first time he has seen a tree that can absorb thunder.

Was this thing planted by Thor?

Mu Feng showed a smile, took a puff of his cigarette and whispered, “My luck is really not ordinary, it is actually the ultimate lightning strike wood, it looks like it will be close to 10,000 years.” ”

Just by the scene just now, Mu Feng could see many things.

This mountain and island must have existed for a long time before it was truncated by the golden lion.

This lightning strike wood, I am afraid that it was accidentally struck by thunder nearly 10,000 years ago, but it survived with its tenacious vitality, and after nearly a thousand years, it was revitalized.

At this time, this tree is actually no longer an ordinary tree, and it contains the vitality of thunder in its body.

Spring thunder breaks, and then everything comes to life.

Thunder contains the power of great destruction, but also contains the original vitality.

Life and death are relative, this is yin and yang.

After that, the tree grew tenaciously, and perhaps over the long years, it experienced several more lightning strikes, withered, revived… Over and over.

The vitality in its body is also getting stronger and stronger.

Until the golden lion found the island, truncated the entire island to make a floating island suspended high in the air.

This is actually the arms of this lightning strike tree, when on the ground, because it is too far away from the sky, even if it intentionally drags the thunder down, it is mostly lucky.

And in the sky, directly where the thunder takes shape.

This thundercloud surrounding the top of the mountain is probably formed by wood attraction.

It is growing using the power of thunder until it becomes a “god”

“It’s a pity.” Looking at the trees that absorbed the power of thunder, Mu Feng sighed softly.

This kind of lightning strike wood was not common in the previous world he was in.

If it is distributed by those few doors that are good at refining and talismans. I am afraid that another wooden treasure will come out.

Of course, the biggest possibility is that they can’t get it at all.

Because if it weren’t for the different rules of the world, with the power of this lightning strike wood, I am afraid that spiritual consciousness would have been born in the last world and turned into a human body.

It is not an ordinary person, as far as its experience of bathing in thunder for ten thousand years, once it takes shape, it must be the top powerhouse.

You can even get a glimpse of the realm of soaring through the sky.

It’s a pity that in the world of pirates, it is too difficult to complete this step.

This is the difference in the rules of the world, the will of the heavenly way, and it is not human that can decide.

“Elder Mu, you want this tree early?” The golden lion asked in a low voice.

Mu Feng nodded, “Ah, the color is unexpectedly good, I will leave if I cut it.” ”

The golden lion’s eyes lit up, and he quickly said, “Okay, leave it to me.” ”

He had been holding back in front of Mu Feng for so long, and although he was respectful now, his heart wished that this plague god would leave quickly.

Without saying anything more, he drank softly, and the dead wood on his feet slashed towards the lightning strike wood.

A sword qi slashed out horizontally, and its power was amazing.

With the strength of the Golden Lion Great Sword Hao, this sword is enough to cut off a mountain.

However, a magical scene happened, the sword qi just approached, and a branch on the emerald green tree hung down, as flexible as a human arm, and shattered the golden lion’s sword qi with a snap.

“Nani?” The golden lion was shocked, when did he become such a dish?

It is enough to be beaten by Mu Feng, after all, it is the white-bearded father, a mythical figure fifty years ago.

But now a tree can block its own attack?

However, before his shock was over, he was slashed with a sword, and the tree seemed to be angry, and a green light bloomed on the tree, emerging from leaf by leaf, and then roaring towards the golden lion.

Looking closely, these green rays of light are actually thunderballs containing life.

“Is this really a tree?” The golden lion was extremely suspicious, but his body quickly jumped and rotated, and the wind and snow were dragged by him, forming a defensive layer to block the thunderball.

But this was just the beginning, the clouds in the sky suddenly roared, dragged by the cyan thunderball, and several thunderbolts fell with a bang.

Heaven and earth are cut through these thunder lights.

This is the true power of heaven and earth, extremely terrifying, even the golden lion cannot resist.

At this time, the 537 color of the golden lion’s face finally changed.

The thunder did not fall on his body, the sword light cut through the thunder, and Mu Feng struck at the most critical time.

His sword can even block the thunder light.

Under the brilliant sword light, the falling thunder was devoured.

The golden lion let out a long sigh of relief, and quickly fell behind Mu Feng, not daring to make any other moves.

Since Mu Feng came to this island, his floating island has become strange.

Mu Feng, on the other hand, turned his gaze to the lightning strike wood, according to the counterattack just now, I am afraid that the lightning strike wood has formed the most basic consciousness.

It’s a pity that this consciousness is too weak, so weak that it has not even reached the level of a newborn baby.

If it can continue to grow, tens of thousands of years, 100,000 years, or even millions of years.

Perhaps one day, this lightning strike wood will truly give birth to a mature will, and at that time, even if the world is different, it will be suppressed by the power of heaven.

This lightning strike wood will still turn into a deity.

God of life and thunder.

Unfortunately, it doesn’t have that kind of opportunity.

“Matchless sword, chop!”

With a light drink, the cigarette stick in Mu Feng’s hand turned into a cold sword, and it was cut out in an instant.

The lightning strike wood shook, and the branches fell and wanted to block it, but they couldn’t stop the sword light at all, and they were cut off. _

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