"This kid is finished!"

"He's lost!"

The three of them made a gambling agreement, and the monks who were watching had already made a judgment.

"That guy eight hundred years ago, how many thunderbolts did he take?"

A middle-aged monk dressed as a Taoist asked.

"Six hundred and seventy-two, he died in front of me, I remember it clearly, because I happened to participate in the big gamble that year, and as a result, hehe, the old man made a small profit. ”

The answer to him was a withered old man with unusually old appearance and goosebumps, who sat like a withered bamboo, sitting on a low mountainside, swaying under the impact of thunder, and seemed to collapse to the ground afterwards.

When all the cultivators heard his voice, they all cast contemptuous eyes, eight hundred years have passed, you are still here to enlighten, this qualification is really top-notch, and you still have the face to show off your mouth here.

Basically, the Lei Xiu on the island are all monks of the Lei Xiu Alliance, and after the success of the law of enlightenment, most of them will return to the round island next to them to practice diligently, in order to break through the realm, or travel to other places to find opportunities, and like this old man, after 800 years, there are still those who have realized on the island, which can be said to be unique.

The old man seemed to notice the gaze of the cultivators, raised his eyebrows, and scolded angrily: "What kind of eyes are you little bastards? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu will tear you up now, Lao Tzu went out halfway to the Eastern Continent and traveled for hundreds of years, can't you?"

This old man has the cultivation of the middle of the Yuan Infant, and he launched a rage, the heavens and the earth changed color, and a strong cyclonic storm was formed over the Thunder Island, and the thunder rain was stirred up for a while, shooting out in all directions, and the ground was full of green smoke.

Everyone's shocked faces changed, and they didn't dare to look at him anymore, but turned their eyes to Ye Bai, who was walking towards the mountain step by step.

Ye Bai's expression was relaxed. When he was in the abyss of thunder, he had dealt with thousands of thunders, and now his physical will is not the same as back then, and the thunder that fell on his body only paralyzed his body. and it flows into the ground.

Listening to everyone's words, Ye Bai was also amused in his heart, the monks on this Thunder Island were much more interesting than he imagined, not all of them were cold monks who were blindly ascetic and couldn't see a trace of humanity.

"Old Lu, it's time for you to put away your violent temper, such a state of mind is not good for the comprehension of the law. ”

A sturdy monk sitting on the top of the mountain. Finally spoke, the thunder cage beside this person had been swept away by the huge air flow of the storm in the sky, and it could only be scraped into shape, and the cultivation could only come to an end temporarily.

As soon as this person spoke, everyone was even more silent, and the old man surnamed Lu looked at him with awe. He muttered a few words in a small voice, and stopped talking.

Ye Bai went up the mountain with thunder. Hearing his words, he couldn't help but raise his head and look at him, and the strong monk also looked at him at the same time, the two looked at each other, and Ye Bai suddenly stopped.

Ye Bai was in this person's eyes. It seems that he can't see any eyeballs and whites, only thunder, endlessly landing in his eyes, shijie in his eyes seems to be a world of its own, containing the rotation of the sun and the moon. The cycle of the four seasons, the evolution of wind and clouds, and the traces of the slightest mystery circulate in it, so that Ye Bai can't help but want to capture it, and the more Ye Bai wants to explore the mystery, the more he can't take his eyes off.

Time became meaningless at this moment, Ye Bai forgot everything outside his body, forgot about the bet with the two old monsters, and just wanted to find the truth of the Tao from his eyes.

For some reason, the strong monk did not reprimand Ye Bai for his rudeness, but instead showed a strange smile on his face, allowing Ye Bai to read the Dao marks in his eyes.

Time passes by minute and second.

Seeing that Ye Bai stopped, he looked at the monk on the top of the mountain in a daze, his face was cloudy, and he looked strange, and immediately noticed the abnormality, his eyes swept over the two of them, and there seemed to be nothing abnormal, no matter how much they wanted to break their minds, they couldn't guess what was going on.

......

"Interesting!"

On the round island, the three ancestors and grandchildren of the purple-haired old man were also watching the movements on the island, and the purple-haired old man's eyes flashed with playfulness, and he was amazed.

Dai Muyu said curiously: "Grandpa, that guy, what are you doing with the second grandfather?"

The purple-haired old man said with a smile: "The second child has lived for thousands of years, and he has been running around the mainland all year round, but he has never found an apprentice who can look good, but he didn't expect to be automatically sent to the door today." ”

Dai Xiaoqiao was surprised: "That arrogant guy, is he so powerful?"

In her heart, his grandfather, the purple-haired old man Dai Chaozong, and the second grandfather Dai Xianfeng, are both celestial figures, and Dai Xianfeng is even more crazy than his grandfather, and he has already comprehended the law of thunder thousands of years ago, but he still sits on the peak of Thunder Island, meditating, and no one knows what he wants to do.

There are rumors on the island that he has discovered the thunder treasure in the Thunder Island and is communicating with the machine spirit day and night, but these are all speculations, and even when Dai Chaozong asked in the past, he only smiled and did not answer. However, Dai Chaozong was very sure that Dai Xianfeng was by no means the owner of the Thunder Treasure, otherwise he would have taken it a long time ago with his cultivation, and after taking the magic weapon, there would definitely be a vision of heaven and earth.

And Dai Xianfeng's vision is even more superb, since his cultivation, he has never accepted an apprentice, I heard that even when Dai Xiaoqiao's genius brother was born, after seeing it, he only said lightly, "The qualifications are acceptable."

The purple-haired old man shook his head and sighed: "You can't see it, it's normal, that kid's cultivation is indeed a little low, but his spiritual sense is a rare realm in the world, the realm of the Water Moon Mirror Heart, it is said that the vast majority of the monks who broke through to the dust separation stage in the past in the Firmament Continent have this spiritual realm, even I am thrilled when I see it, do you say it is powerful?"

Dai Xiaoqiao's red lips pursed slightly, and he seemed to be a little angry, and snorted coldly: "How is it compared to the big brother's yin and yang pupils?"

The purple-haired old man paused for a moment and said, "One is the bright moon in the sky, and the other is the candle flame in the world, I don't know how far apart." ”

Dai Xiaoqiao's face became even more depressed, and his eyes gradually became angry when he looked at Ye Bai.

The purple-haired old man said, "Is there any news from Qing Cang?"

Dai Xiaoqiao said: "Since entering the Middle Continent of the Demon Beast Territory, there has been no news of the eldest brother. ”

The purple-haired old man snorted coldly and said: "This bastard boy has always been arrogant, proud of his outstanding qualifications, looking down on Lei Xiu in the Western Continent, and bent on going to the Eastern Continent to compete with the monks of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, I really want to see how he looks when he comes back." ”

"Grandpa, he's your own grandson......"

Dai Xiaoqiao snorted, and Dai Muyu was also speechless beside him.

The purple-haired old man said indifferently: "If it doesn't work, I will even drive my own son out of the house, let alone my grandson!"

......

"Chai Cheng, Guo Prison, you two lose, give him something!"

The stout monk suddenly spoke, his appearance was rude, but his voice was calm and composed, extremely magnetic, and with an irresistible majesty.

Ye Bai woke up with a shock, and suddenly he didn't know how long it had been, only that he felt a slight tearing sensation on his skin, and the thunder baptism was still continuing.

Only then did everyone remember the previous gamble, although they didn't know how many thunderbolts Ye Bai had endured, but in terms of time, at least two quarters of an hour had passed, how could there be more than a thousand.

Chai Lao Ghost and the monk surnamed Guo glanced at each other with a depressed face, took out a piece of jade slip and a crossbow-like magic weapon respectively, and threw them to Ye Bai.

Ye Bai stretched out his hand to take it, there was not much joy on his face, he didn't look at it, he directly included it in the ring, his mind was still immersed in the realization just now, and he couldn't extricate himself.

Chai Old Ghost's voice was yin and not yin, yang and yang: "Boy, your physical body is quite good, you have to be careful when you go out in the future, be careful of being caught, and keep it for future use." ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone's gaze at Ye Bai immediately became unkind.

Ye Bai's heart sank suddenly, but he also knew that there was no way to do it, even if there was no gamble, as long as he sat here for a few hours, he would immediately be seen to be strange.

And at the very peak of Thunder Island, the eyes of the strong monk were getting more and more gloomy, and suddenly spread out a big hand, and the thunder that landed above Thunder Island surged towards his palm as if he had been summoned.

On the scorched thunder island, there was not a trace of scattered thunder on the scorched thunder island, only the thunderball in the hand of the strong monk, which was getting brighter and brighter, and a terrifying and tyrannical aura came from the thunderball.

The whole heaven and earth, half black and half white, were centered on the strong monk, with dark mountains below, and thunder shooting diagonally into the palm of the strong monk in a fan-shaped shape in the sky.

The figure of the sturdy monk gradually became illusory, and between heaven and earth, there was nothing but the silver lightning ball.

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, could it be that Dai Xianfeng was planning to attack this kid now?

Old Ghost Chai's eyes lit up, and a smug smile escaped from the corner of his mouth, although I can't kill you because of the gambling game, there are more powerful people who have hit your idea.

Ye Bai's face was like ashes, his heart was beating wildly, and the shadow of death suddenly shrouded him...... (To be continued......)