"Thunder!"

One of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers in the southern sky, standing in the wind, agitated in a silver shirt, looking at him raising his arms and shouting, it was really a hundred responses, and the white thunder hidden in the clouds was ready to move.

"Thunder!" another order resounded through the sky.

I don't know if it was a thunder that did not teach Sichuan Qiuyu to taste the bitterness or the appearance of Sichuan Qiuyu's "light clouds and light wind", the thunder here is rolling, compared to a natural catastrophe in Shicai, many have been killed.

Chuan Qiuyu sneered: "Come and don't be rude!"

Lou Sanqian was shocked by Chuan Qiuyu's sudden voice, and said: "The kid drank chicken blood today, or was he fascinated by the naked girl on the boat, you said he... What is he fighting with the Heavenly Tribulation? ”

With a smile, he was also shocked when he saw the appearance of Chuan Qiuyu lifting his sword and cutting thunder, but he didn't scream like Lou Sanqian, he stared at it with a deep gaze, and the betel nut in his mouth chewed more intensely, one after another.

Since ancient times, there has been a truth, called "two fists are hard to defeat four hands", at the moment this is not four hands, but a traceless catastrophe, the momentum is mighty, the momentum is fierce, Sichuan Qiuyu is afraid that it is difficult to keep complete with a sword alone.

In a short time, Chuan Qiuyu was already covered with bruises and skinless.

Nantian sneered that day: "How can you wait for ants to compete with the sky! ”

The Heavenly Tribulation is not a good type, and it will not be merciful, let alone slow down when it looks like the autumn rain in the river, and dozens of Heavenly Tribulations are still falling.

Lou Sanqian was in a hurry, and pulled Han Xiaofeng's shoulder with one hand, and he thought in pieces: "In a few moments, I'm afraid this kid will be ripe." ”

With a smile, he threw away Lou Sanqian's outstretched hand, and said with disgust: "You don't know what you touched with this hand, so you rubbed it on the old man's shoulder, and I was angry." ”

"You're not in a hurry?"

"What's the hurry? Dead or alive, you and I have the final say?"

Lou Sanqian was relieved: "I have no children when I am old, so I got acquainted with such a kid, hey... It's too late to see each other. ”

The two talked, calling each other at the top of their throats, and Chuan Qiuyu heard it clearly.

Suddenly, under the catastrophe, ten white lights roared down, and the sound of breaking the sky was endless. Where is this catastrophe, it is clearly a catastrophe, if this scene is seen by others, I am afraid that it will already be a fart and urine, it is really appalling.

The 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals are not out together, to put it mildly, there are many who stand in the back row, and those who can't see their appearances should be some people who support the field, or some giants, who disdain to make a move, and it will be their turn to make a move when Chuan Qiuyu returns to the basics.

Chuan Qiuyu pointed angrily: "Come!"

Under the Ten Heavenly Tribulations, a green sword frame.

"Boom!"

At the moment, five thunderstorms are nothing, and Sichuan Qiuyu is facing "ten thunderstorms". Ten thunders arrived together, like thousands of mountains falling into the chest of Chuan Qiuyu, who was only eight feet tall.

Suddenly, it was quiet, and the pins were falling.

Chuan Qiuyu's throat was fishy sweet, the double shadow in front of him was layered, the divine consciousness was buzzing, and then it was dark in front of him, and he fell.

The smiling man in the southern sky, holding a silver horn, was extremely arrogant, and he said two words: "Mole ant! ”

The autumn rain in Sichuan is like a gossamer, the body is like a floating cloud, the upper does not reach the shore, the lower does not fall low, like a withered leaf. He tried his best, but he couldn't move. He let himself drift away, and he didn't know where he would go, he didn't want to wander too far, for fear that he wouldn't find his father and mother, but he wanted to escape from this world and find a quiet place, where there were mountains, water, hawthorns, and a girl.

Suddenly, Chuan Qiuyu had a splitting headache, as if he had been poked by a hard object, and he opened his eyes with the strength of a thousand bulls and two tigers.

"Lei Ze has a thunder god, a dragon's head and a human head, and a drum belly is thunder. ”

Chuan Qiuyu saw some cows, ghosts, snakes and gods in a dream, closed his eyes, one breath, two breaths, three breaths, Chuan Qiuyu was suddenly stunned. The head of the dragon is human, the belly is bulging, Chuan Qiuyu is frowning, he has seen the fetish in front of him, isn't this the second big ghost above the dantian in his body, Lei Ze among the four ghosts?

Lei Ze was silent, silent, just looked at him and pointed at Chuan Qiuyu's eyebrows, except for poking pain, Chuan Qiuyu had no other feeling, and Lei Ze was weird, and the other hand was towards his belly patting, in an instant, this "da-da" slapping sound seemed to be ordinary, but in Chuan Qiuyu's ears, it was like Sanskrit sound, concentrating.

However, after three breaths, the incomplete body of Chuan Qiuyu is already well, and the broken bones in the body are also intact as before.

Lei Ze stopped his hand and touched his round belly, but there was still a feeling of unfinished, Chuan Qiuyu frowned, not knowing what he meant.

Lei Ze held his head high, and pointed at the center of Chuan Qiuyu's eyebrows, and suddenly, the stars shifted, and he returned to the 100,000 heavenly soldiers. On the dantian in his body, Lei Ze pointed at the rolling thunder and made a saliva swallow, Chuan Qiuyu was puzzled: "What?"

Lei Ze was silent, touching his belly, looking aggrieved. Chuan Qiuyu had an unbelievable thought, he sank into the dantian, walked in front of him, and asked quietly: "Do you want to eat thunder?"

Razor jumped.

Chuan Qiuyu's teeth were numb, his shoulders trembled, and he said quietly: "I have lived twice, and he has heard a lot of strange things in the world, and he has seen a lot. But this delicious thunder, a god that swallows the heavens in one bite, he really hasn't heard of it. Could it be that Razor, Razor, Razor, Thunder Eater?"

Chuan Qiuyu was overjoyed, this is called a good one, just now that old man in Nantian deceived me alone, there is a big ghost who has the power of eating thunder gods here, what are you afraid of?

Nantian's general was taken aback, he couldn't imagine that this kid could stand up, he was busy calling ten heavenly thunders in his hand, he said: "Today I have 100,000 heavenly soldiers here, you kid, no matter how you live, you can't break the wind realm, you will be buried here today!"

Chuan Qiuyu shook his head and sneered, he actually stepped on the sky, he said: "Why, the sky is opened by your family? Everyone else can ride the wind, but I can't, God still has this reason?"

The person snorted coldly.

"If you just say two words, you will be angry, you are so easy to get angry, presumably life must be unsatisfactory. ”

"Come on!"

Chuan Qiuyu held the sheep intestine in one hand and the pear blossom in the other, and looked at the corners of his clothes fluttering, standing in the wind, very majestic. Stretched out his hand to look at the appearance of Sichuan Qiuyu and grabbed dozens of heavenly tribulations, and threw them all down.

Lei Ze rejoiced, and Chuan Qiuyu sneered. Sichuan autumn rain is actually a hand dancing pear blossoms, stepping on the sheep's intestines, facing the thunder, in an instant, the world is discolored, and the sound of "crackling" swept this world.

For some reason, Chuan Qiuyu had several heavenly tribulations in his body, but he was safe, quite a "heavenly tribulation pierced the intestines, and Lei Ze sat in his heart".

Since it is so simple, Chuan Qiuyu simply did not move, standing in the midst of the catastrophe thunderstorm, and let the southern sky throw people thunder.

At the same time, the cultivation in Chuan Qiuyu's body skyrocketed, and he secretly said to himself: "Is there such a good thing? Could it be that the supreme heavenly Dao aura contained in this heavenly tribulation can help me cultivate, it must be so." ”

Chuan Qiuyu waved his hand and shouted: "Lose the thunder, lose the thunder, throw the thunder!"

The general was a little frightened, he had never seen such a person in the past few years, and he muttered: "Where did this son come from? ”

"What, your name is Lao Mu?" Chuan Qiuyu listened to the four directions and looked at the eight roads.

The autumn rain in Sichuan is rising, and there is only a line between the middle of the wind, so how can I miss this opportunity, and I hurriedly said: "Lose Lei Lao Mu, lose Lei Lao Mu, hurry up, lose Lei Lao Mu!"

Chuan Qiuyu turned his head sideways and glanced at Lao Mu, this glance was full of deep meaning, as for what the deep meaning was, it was necessary for Lao Mu to savor it.

Lao Mu's chest rose and fell, scratching his ears and cheeks, as if he was thinking about something. In the blink of an eye, I saw him stomp his feet, his heart was crossed, his big hand waved his chest again, and he said, "That's it!"

"Chuan Qiuyu, you are shouting like this, you know that you are going to lose your life. Today, you should have been a monk who rode the wind, but you deceived people too much, and you were too blind to no one, and if you didn't die, I am afraid that it will be difficult to understand the hatred in my heart, and it will be difficult to correct the prestige of heaven. ”

"Thunder!" Lao Mu was hoarse, and leaned back with one hand, only this hand grabbed enough of a hundred heavenly tribulations, silver light intertwined, shining, he was full of strength, and threw it towards the autumn rain.

Chuan Qiuyu smiled: "Lose Lei Lao Mu!"

Chuan Qiuyu thought too slowly, and walked up to meet him, he carried his hands behind his back, his face was indifferent, and he never put this hundred heavenly tribulations in his eyes, Lei Ze was in his hand, what were he afraid of?

Shocking, unexpected and reasonable, a hundred heavenly tribulations are like wine and meat through the intestines, Sichuan Qiuyu even has a few hairs, but he is dissatisfied, why?

Chuan Qiuyu carefully sank into the dantian, Lei Ze was still touching his round belly, seeing that Chuan Qiuyu was coming, it could be quite big, as if showing off, Chuan Qiuyu quipped: "In your previous life, you must have been a high-ranking official, but you can manage the kind of civil and military officials, under one person, above ten thousand." ”

Lei Ze turned his head sideways, indicating that he didn't know what he meant, Chuan Qiuyu raised his hand and touched Lei Ze's dragon head, who expected, just this touch, almost died in Lei Ze's hands, more than two hundred heavenly tribulation powers burst out, Chuan Qiuyu can catch it? Fortunately, Lei Ze stopped in an instant, otherwise it would be really ridiculous and generous.

Chuan Qiuyu was nervous and frightened, he retreated three steps in a row before he said, "If there are another fifty heavenly tribulations, you may be able to eat it?"

Lei Ze looked disgusted when he heard this, he looked at Chuan Qiuyu sarcastically, and then slapped one hand on his belly, although he didn't speak, but the meaning was obvious.

"So much the best!"

Chuan Qiuyu coughed dryly twice, and shouted at Lao Mu: "Lao Mu, why is there no follow-up?"

As the saying goes, "a good man does not suffer immediate losses".

Lao Mu looked embarrassed, pursed his lips, straightened his throat, and raised his head to write: "Sichuan autumn rain, ride the wind." ”

With a few numbers, he actually called the 100,000 heavenly soldiers to disperse.

Chuan Qiuyu was not happy, and hurriedly stepped forward to call: "Lao Mu, lose the thunder, lose the thunder Lao Muna, what are you going?"

Lao Mu ignored him and went to the depths of the clouds.

Chuan Qiuyu thought about it again and again, how could he let this opportunity slip away from his eyes, his heart was horizontal, and he shouted: "If you don't lose thunder again, don't blame me for being polite!"

Lao Mu still ignored him.

In the blink of an eye, most of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers had dissipated, and Chuan Qiuyu hurriedly said: "If the thunder doesn't come to me, I'll go to it!"

Then he stepped on the sheep's intestine and green sword, flew into the sky, carried a pear flower gun, and shot several shots in a row, and shot down several heavenly soldiers. Lao Mu was frightened, and rushed straight to the depths of the clouds, and whispered: "Bad luck!"

"The gun is like a dragon covering the sun!"

Standing in front of Lao Mu with a gun, Chuan Qiuyu said word by word: "If you want to go, you can leave, and leave another forty heavenly tribulations!"

"There is no catastrophe, you have already survived the catastrophe, why bother with the catastrophe, what do you want to do?"

Chuan Qiuyu smiled: "Forty Heavenly Tribulations!"

Lao Mu waved his hand and sighed: "I've already caused trouble, your wind boy is only a hundred ways, and the return to Pu is a thousand, just now I have a grudge, I have borrowed a hundred ways from the return to Pu, and now it is really gone." If you see that I have a grudge against you, and you don't like it, you will succeed, but I have lost many years of life in order to take advantage of these hundred heavenly tribulations. ”

When Chuan Qiuyu heard this, Lao Mu was hidden in the clouds in a puff of smoke, and he couldn't find it anymore. But it didn't matter, fortunately, Chuan Qiuyu's eyes were quick, and in the blink of an eye, forty heavenly soldiers had been locked.

"Look at my might, invincible!"

The catastrophe of the prosperous era is finally peaceful, and it ends with such a drama, which cannot but be described as a farce in the world.

The prosperity is backward, and it is simple after all. In front of the temple, on the futon, Chuan Qiuyu exhaled an extremely long turbid breath, and listened to him whisper: "Swim in the wind, but that's it." ”

[To be continued.] 】