Aircraft traveling at an altitude of 10,000 meters will not choose to avoid ordinary thunderstorms, but thunderstorm clouds must be avoided by any aircraft, because it integrates almost all other weather disasters.

The original Haoran airflow in Zhou Yu's body was quickly consumed, and now he was using the ink grass in his mouth to replenish it, not only him, but the Wind Thunder Sword was inevitably struck by lightning many times.

Although the Wind Thunder Sword has the attribute of thunder and lightning, it does not mean that it does not care about thunder and lightning at all, because of its ability, it has not yet reached the level of being able to control and ignore thunder and lightning, and every time it hits, it is trembling, and it makes a sword roar, which seems to be full of uneasiness.

Because it has its own spirituality, and now the blows of countless thunderbolts have made it feel a great crisis, and it is very likely that the sword will be destroyed and the spirit will cease to exist.

When he was still a few hundred meters away from the core area of thunder and lightning, the surrounding thunder and lightning made the entire cloud seem to turn into daylight, and as an outsider, he and Feng Thunder Sword naturally enjoyed the baptism of thunder and lightning.

Even through the protective layer formed by the Haoran airflow, some thunder and lightning also hit his body, instantly shattering all the clothes on his body, after all, this is just ordinary earth clothes, without any protective ability.

And he really enjoyed the taste of being struck by lightning, it was extremely sour, as if his whole body was about to shatter, trembling from head to toe, if it wasn't for the protection of the vast air flow in his body, he would have been directly struck into powder by these thunderbolts now.

In the sourness of this body, Zhou Yu looked up to the sky and laughed, "Mo Dao has no intention of being afraid of thunder and lightning, and the Sea Dragon King is also rampant, wind and thunder, enjoy the thunder and lightning with me." ”

He condensed all the Haoran air currents in his body, held the Wind Thunder Sword, and resolutely rushed towards the core minefield, the Wind Thunder Sword also let out a long roar, there was no rest, some just faced the thunder and lightning with the master, and was indomitable and determined.

It's just that Zhou Yu didn't find that in the continuous blows of thunder and lightning, part of the Haoran air flow in his body was already transforming towards the liquid state, Haoran was upright, fearless and fearless, indomitable, and would never retreat half a step because of any danger.

Under firm belief, Zhou Yu held the Wind and Thunder Sword and successfully rushed into the core minefield, however, the thunder and lightning here were even more ferocious than those outside, and in just an instant, the Haoran air flow in his body was directly consumed by one-fifth.

He hurriedly bit two more of the ink grass in his mouth, and a strong Haoran righteous qi poured into his body from his throat, which was directly absorbed by him and protected his body.

At this time, he held the Wind Thunder Sword in one hand and the radio in the other, "Protect me for a pillar of incense." The radio emitted a thought, and began to absorb the thunder and lightning around it.

Zhou Yu didn't dare to open his eyes at this time, with the help of the light sense of his eyes, he could feel that there was a thunderbolt like a sea next to him, even if there was a protective body with a strong air flow outside, the thunder and lightning still continued to penetrate and hit the body.

Before, he felt that it might be over if he gritted his teeth for half an hour, but now, he really understood that it was extremely difficult to persist in this core minefield for a second, and there was a reason why the radio allowed him to improve his strength, otherwise, according to the cultivation that he had just reached the Haoran airflow before, in this core minefield, I am afraid that he could only hold on for a few minutes at most.

Although he prepared a lot of ink grass this time, according to the current consumption rate, it would not last for half an hour at all.

Zhou Yu looked at the Wind Thunder Sword in his right hand, and his heart moved, wanting to put the Wind Thunder Sword into the dantian, but on the Wind and Thunder Sword, there was a sense of resistance, and then trembled twice, as if he wanted to live and die with him and share hardship.

"Well, since you want to enjoy the thunder and lightning with me, then come. He increased the range of Haoran's air flow a little, and his mind moved again, and the Wind and Thunder Sword was suspended very close to him, slowly becoming larger.

Then, he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the storage ring, and began to face the thunder and lightning, writing poems, the first of which was still the poem that restored righteousness.

After a small aura of light appeared in his body, he picked up the pen again and wrote the crab poem, even if he closed his eyes, he could feel that there was a righteous light point around him, but it was half less than the outside, after all, this was the second time to write, and the qi in the core minefield was even more chaotic.

The righteous light point flew in front of him again, forming a protection, and then, he wrote the poems of the imperial envoy thunder and lightning, but the righteous light point formed by these poems was much less than the crab poem.

However, the points of light that absorbed the thunder and lightning became more, and these points of light entered the body and were absorbed by him, and the thunder and lightning shuttling in the Haoran airflow were also increasing.

At this time, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised to find that part of his Haoran Qi seemed to be transforming into a liquid state, and sure enough, Haoran Zhengqi had to rely on courage and perseverance, as well as that spirit of never flinching, to break through.

Just after he finished writing the first poem of the imperial envoy thunder and lightning, the qi of the surrounding thunder and lightning became even more chaotic, and all the thunder and lightning seemed to be crazy, constantly shuttling, making the air flow consumed in his body faster and faster.

Zhou Yu's face changed slightly, if he guessed correctly, this should be the chaos caused by the radio absorbing thunder and lightning, and now he has written three poems, and the time has passed for about ten minutes, but according to the current situation, it is estimated that he can only hold on for another seven or eight minutes.

He wanted to write poems again to increase his defense, or to supplement Haoran's righteous qi, but at this moment, several huge thunderbolts slashed over, directly breaking through the defensive layer of righteous qi light points outside him, and when the wind and thunder sword saw this, it grew larger by itself and blocked it above.

Suddenly, these huge thunderbolts slashed into the Wind Thunder Sword, splitting all the pen, ink, paper, and inkstones on it into pieces.

Due to the disappearance of the defensive layer, countless thunderbolts struck him, Zhou Yu hurriedly used Haoran airflow to protect the surroundings, and the wind and thunder sword that became larger above his head slowly shrank at this time, and the light on it also became very dim, as if it had lost its brilliance.

Zhou Yu called out in his heart, but the Wind Thunder Sword did not respond, he pinched a sword trick and hit it, and he didn't even react when he zoomed in and out, his heart sank, he didn't say anything, and put the Wind Thunder Sword into the storage ring.

Then, he used his fingers as a pen to inject Haoran air into his fingers, and then wrote a poem in the core minefield, among countless thunderbolts, which was the one that was the one who wanted to be poor and go to the next level.

As he wrote, countless thunderbolts struck on the protective layer of the Haoran airflow in his palm, but his fingers did not tremble a little, as if he was standing proudly on the mountains and rivers, and no pressure, anything, could make him bend down.

(End of chapter)