Chapter Ninety-Seven: Thunder Split
The Thunder Sword was quietly suspended above Han Zhonglin's palm, and the silver lightning on the surface appeared continuously, exuding a faint and simple aura.
"The Thunder Sword seems to have changed, the silver light on the surface of the sword is much more restrained, not as dazzling as before, more like a thunder sword!" Han Zhonglin's gaze fell back on the Thunder Sword, slightly surprised.
Han Zhonglin couldn't help but hesitate, and it was difficult for him to decide whether to enter the thunderstorm area for a while.
The shadow of entering the miasma has not disappeared, and Han Zhonglin really doesn't want to go to the past again.
"I don't know if there are other dangers in the thunderstorm area ahead, and the consequences of being struck by lightning alone are not much better. ”
Han Zhonglin hesitated in his heart, but he couldn't hold back his curiosity in his heart.
Putting away the Thunder Sword, Han Zhonglin directly closed his eyes, his body and mind were emptied, and then his five senses were closed, and he soon entered the spiritual consciousness world.
It was still a pure white world, the translucent eyes suddenly opened their colorful pupils, and ten fluorescences appeared one by one, nine of which floated quietly in the void space, and only one fluorescence swam in small increments.
The colorful pupils stared at the swimming fluorescence quietly, and after a while, I saw that the fluorescence first trembled a few times, and then danced up and down.
"What is it that attracts the Sword of Thunder so much?"
"Thunderstorms will break out at a fixed frequency, could it be that there is something mysterious in the thunderstorm area that can cause thunder and lightning?"
The voice resounded in the spiritual world, and the doubts mixed in it turned into surprise.
Exiting the spiritual world, Han Zhonglin slowly opened his eyes and stared at the black sky for a long time.
The black clouds were unpredictable, sweeping the sky, and patches of dark white could be seen emerging from them, and silver rays suddenly intertwined, and muffled thunder rolled.
"The wind and clouds will not return, and there will be no urgency. There are many strange roads to know a few times, and the road is blocked and long, why do you need to chase. ”
With a long sigh of relief, the condensation on Han Zhonglin's face suddenly disappeared, and he no longer hesitated, and took a big step towards the thunderstorm area.
Ten thousand silver snakes emerged from the black clouds, forming a huge thunderbolt in the blink of an eye, pouring down with the momentum of thunder.
Click! click..
A series of monstrous loud noises echoed in the ears, and the light of thunder and lightning in the distance was reflected on the face that was about to darken, and only a touch of calmness and calmness could be seen.
After a while, Han Zhonglin entered the edge of the thunderstorm area.
"It's nearly a quarter of an hour before the next thunderstorm, why don't you follow the guidance of the Thunder Sword!"
Han Zhonglin's heart moved, and he summoned the Thunder Sword to hang in front of him, and with the slightest connection with the Thunder Sword transmitted to his heart, he cautiously followed the Thunder Sword and slowly marched towards the thunderstorm area.
"If the Land of Thunder and Lightning is a huge labyrinth like the Miasma, it is very likely that you will fall into it again after going deeper. ”
After walking forward for a short while, Han Zhonglin looked behind him, the gray sky was faintly visible, and then he looked at the distance in front of him and on both sides, it was dim.
With the sound of muffled thunder, Han Zhonglin looked up at the sky and found that the thunderstorm was about to come again.
I saw that the Thunder Sword slowly emitted a silver light, but it was much brighter, like a bright light in the entire gray land, illuminating a small area.
"The thunderstorm is coming, and the Thunder Sword has entered the state of urging on its own!" Han Zhonglin was surprised.
Just when Han Zhonglin was surprised, the Thunder Sword suddenly dazzled, and the horizontal sword body stood up, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at the black thundercloud with silver surging light, and it trembled violently, and then a clear feeling of incomparable joy came directly into his mind.
A silver dragon appeared in the distant sky, overwhelming the heavens and the earth in the blink of an eye, and instantly kicked off the prelude to the thunderstorm.
At the same time, the vision arose, and the upright sword of thunder spat out a ray of thunder, like a thunder snake looking up to the sky and spitting out letters.
Han Zhonglin suddenly had an ominous premonition, raised his head to look at the tyrannical black thunderclouds, and saw ten thousand silver rays converging into a thick thunderbolt.
"Not good!" Han Zhonglin shouted and was about to flee from the place.
However, almost at the same moment, Han Zhonglin's ears "buzzed", and he felt an incomparably powerful force directly through his body, his body stiffened suddenly, and his mind went blank for an instant.
With his eyes open, Han Zhonglin fell straight down with his back facing the sky, but after only two breaths, Han Zhonglin's hands and feet trembled a few times unconsciously, and then he let out a heart-rending roar.
At this time, as soon as Han Zhonglin was sober up in his mind, he really felt the pain of tearing the soul and flesh everywhere around his body, the Yuan Force in the dantian was surging, and there were several strong Yuan forces in the meridians in his body raging and surging, causing the Yuan Force of the major meridians to flow smoothly into disorder.
Han Zhonglin's brow was a bead of sweat, and his consciousness began to go numb due to the pain in his heart, and he became a little trance.
Just when there was nothing to be done, a warm current suddenly emanated from the center of Han Zhonglin's eyebrows, and the warm current began to go all the way down the meridians of his head, and the violent yuan power in the meridians where he passed was all subdued. Soon, the warm current flowed all over his body, causing the tearing pain on Han Zhonglin's body to be greatly reduced, and his consciousness gradually regained consciousness.
"Could it be that the Sword of Thunder can trigger lightning to descend?"
Thinking of an extremely terrifying question, Han Zhonglin instinctively looked towards the Thunder Sword and saw a terrifying scene.
The Thunder Sword was suspended in mid-air, and the blade of the sword skyrocketed from three feet to six feet, and the silver light emitted flickered and dimmed, as if it could breathe.
Although Han Zhonglin was a little unsure for a while, he knew what was important at the moment, and hurriedly recalled the Thunder Sword back to the dantian.
"If the Thunder Sword is allowed to attract angry thunder again, even if it is not coke, it will not be far from half a breath!"
Han Zhonglin's heart was a little fixed at the moment, and he thought about it: "Just now, the thunder and lightning directly penetrated into the body, and a small amount of pure thunder yuan power left in the body almost caused the meridians to collapse, thanks to the thunder and lightning imprint, it has the ability to deter the thunder yuan force, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable!"
Han Zhonglin couldn't help but wonder: "What happened just now, first the Thunder Sword shot out of the thunder, followed by the Heavenly Thunder Disaster and the body, the Heavenly Thunder must have penetrated the Thunder Sword." Judging from the appearance of the Thunder Sword just now, it seems that he is extremely enjoying the Heavenly Thunder Cleansing. ”
There was still pain all over his body, and Han Zhonglin had to face the present.
"It's really uncomfortable to be struck by lightning, but luckily I didn't go deep into the depths of the thunderstorm. I'm afraid it will take a few more days to fully recover now, and I have gained some accidents with Lei Yuan's body before, I don't know what the difference will be when I use the Pure Heavenly Lei Yuan Force to wash and harvest?"
Thinking of this, Han Zhonglin immediately pressed his mind and guided the surging Lei Yuan Force in the meridians to follow the meridians through the cycle of Zhou Tian.
From time to time, warm currents came out of the Thunder Imprint, which greatly reduced the resistance of Han Zhonglin's subdued meridians.
Han Zhonglin could clearly feel that after four or five weeks, the broken parts in the meridians had recovered at an astonishing speed, the pain gradually subsided, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped in a mass of warmth.