Boom –

After a loud bang, Jiang Xiaofeng finally woke up, but when he saw the surrounding scene, he couldn't help but be surprised. In the distant sky, countless thunderbolts slashed down frantically. And in the midst of that thunder, a fiery red dragon figure was moving left and right, flying up and down, roaring again and again, and confronting the heavenly thunder in mid-air.

The giant dragon spat red flames from his mouth, and tried his best to resolve this extremely fierce thunder tribulation. But every time he let out a mouthful of red flame, the thunder in mid-air seemed to be even angrier, and even thicker thunder and lightning descended, slashing straight at its dragon scales.

The fire dragon is extremely strong, but the thunder in mid-air is stronger, and after a while, the fire dragon will be split with blood, dragon scales flying, and the picture is extremely tragic, so that Jiang Xiaofeng can't bear to look at it directly.

Where the hell is this, and why am I here?

Jiang Xiaofeng came back to his senses at this time and began to look around carefully, but when he looked up, in addition to the endless dust, it was a bare hill, and there was not even a touch of green, which was very desolate.

He slowly recalled everything just now, and gradually had a bold idea: Could it be because after he injected his soul power, his self-consciousness entered the Dragon Thunder Bow?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but be horrified, was this really a second-order spirit treasure?

At this moment, the sound of thunder and lightning in the distant sky suddenly became more intense. With a "click", an extremely thick Nine Heavens Divine Thunder slashed straight towards the fiery red dragon that was already at the end of the powerful crossbow.

The giant dragon roared angrily, as if it had exhausted all the strength of its body, and the dragon scales on its abdomen all turned fiery red. I saw it open its huge mouth, its abdomen bulging high, and with a violent roar, the endless dragon flame met the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Under the stalemate, the dragon flame was no match for the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder in the air after all, and the divine thunder hit the dragon's back impartially.

The dragon roared for thousands of miles. Although it was unwilling, under the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, it fell straight into the loess, and suddenly the dust was all over the sky, and countless dragon scales flew up. All the miles in a radius were dyed red with dragon blood, like a rain of blood,

When the smoke cleared, the dragon groaned in pain, as if it was not dead, moved slightly, and squirmed a few times.

But at this moment, there was another "boom", and a lightning bolt that was thicker than just now slashed into its body again, and suddenly its dragon body was split into a transparent black hole the size of a wellhead, and there was a burst of scorched smell, and the dragon never moved again, completely dead.

It's so ruthless!

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at the giant dragon lying on the ground, and muttered to himself with palpitations.

Suddenly, a white figure suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Xiaofeng's eyes, the man was in his forties, with a pair of eyes like Gu Tan, flashing with brilliance. He was tall and dignified, staring intently at the red dragon in front of him.

After a long time, the man finally let out a lament:

"Brother Long, I have long advised you not to try the True Dragon Transformation Saint easily, if you don't listen, you will end up today. That Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, if it was really so easy to resist, how could the saints in this world be so rare?"

The man sighed heavily, stepped forward, and sat down beside the huge dragon head. He stretched out his right hand and stroked its bulging skin, his face full of sorrow, which must have been extremely uncomfortable.

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at this person and a dragon blankly, sitting from morning to night, and from night to morning, as if the passage of time was nothing in his eyes.

Finally, the middle-aged man in white stood up, picked up a pot of old wine, sprinkled it in the loess and said:

"Brother Long, I will give you one last time. ”

He then also lifted the wine gourd, and drank it up to the sky. At the end of the drink, he threw the wine gourd into the sky frantically, pulled out the long sword in his waist and said angrily:

"Brother Long, since you were killed by the thunder, then I will fulfill your last wish before your death, so that you can live and die with this thunder, and the world will be entangled, haha......"

The middle-aged man suddenly took out an inconspicuous stone from his hand, and formed a sword finger in his left hand, and he didn't see him urging the origin spiritual power, but he saw that the surrounding heaven and earth spiritual energy seemed to be listening to his call, and all his brains poured into the stone.

This scene Jiang Xiaofeng was simply too familiar, because when he used his soul power to urge the aura of heaven and earth, it was the same. It's just that the exercises performed by the two are a little different.

Could it be that this middle-aged man also cultivates soul power? Jiang Xiaofeng thought silently.

With the infusion of spiritual power, the inconspicuous stone suddenly bloomed with a thousand feet of light, dazzling, and Jiang Xiaofeng, who was flashing, had to raise his hand to block it in front of him, for fear of being blinded by the light.

With a bang, thunder and lightning slashed down again, but this time the lightning seemed to be completely different from the one just now. The thunder and lightning just now were pregnant with endless killing energy, and the thunder and lightning at this moment seemed to be summoned by the middle-aged man, none of them were split on his body, and the thunder and lightning flashed with colorful light, which was very strange.

I saw the middle-aged man holding the stone in his hand, looking at the huge dragon head and saying:

"Brother Long, this is the colorful divine thunder that I have collected all over the world with this divine stone as a medium, and today I will let it become one with you. Although you died under the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, I want your remains, and I want to harness the thunder and lightning for the rest of my life, so as to appease your spirit in the sky, and kill the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, haha......"

After speaking, I didn't see how the middle-aged man moved, but I saw him flick his fingers towards the dragon's back, and with a "snort", the dragon scales on the dragon's back, as if made of paper, were cut out, revealing the white bones inside.

He held his hands in the void, and in mid-air, a huge palm seemed to appear, and with a "click", a dragon bone was directly taken out by him, and then thrown into his hand by the giant palm of the void.

The middle-aged man did not stop sealing it, another magic seal was sacrificed, and a blood-colored dragon tendon was pulled out by him again. The middle-aged man at this moment, holding the keel and dragon tendon in his left hand and the colorful thunder stone seven in his right hand, smiled sadly and said:

"Offended, Brother Long!"

He put the keel and tendon on one side, and the colorful thunderstone on the other. Then he sat cross-legged on the ground, stretched out his right palm and said the mantra, and suddenly the space above his palm seemed to be distorted, as if there was a flame, burning brightly.

Jiang Xiaofeng looked at it again, what kind of distorted space it was, it was clearly a transparent flame like a lotus, emitting a fierce high temperature, as if it could burn everything in heaven and earth. If he didn't distinguish carefully, he wouldn't have been able to detect it.

How could there be such a strange flame in the world, it turned out to be a colorless flame? Jiang Xiaofeng looked at it blankly, it was completely beyond his cognition.

The middle-aged man took the keel with his left hand and began to calcinate it on his right palm, Jiang Xiaofeng didn't know how long he had been calcining, but he was surprised to find that the keel finally turned into the shape of a bow.

Immediately after that, he took the dragon tendon and began to calcine it again, this time in a shorter time than when he calcined the keel, and was finally calcined into a dragon tendon that shimmered red.

He carefully tied the dragon tendon and dragon bone together, and immediately Jiang Xiaofeng was dumbfounded, why was it so familiar? Isn't this the dragon thunder bow he just got?

The middle-aged man didn't seem to be finished, he took out the colorful thunder stone just now, and silently recited the magic in his mouth, and suddenly saw that the colorful thunder stone instantly shattered, turning into thousands of colorful thunder lights, and rumbling down the earth.

But the middle-aged man didn't let them get his wish, only to see him throw the fiery red longbow into the air, and the bow body spun wildly.

The middle-aged man waved his sword and shouted:

"Close!"

Jiang Xiaofeng only felt a powerful soul power, and began to expel the tens of millions of thunders, gathering towards the fiery longbow, countless thunderbolts slashed on the longbow, under the guidance of his soul power, became extremely well-behaved, and finally disappeared like a mud cow into the sea.

The middle-aged man pinched the trick in his hand, stood still in the wind, and I don't know how much time passed, as the longbow finally absorbed the colorful thunder and lightning in mid-air, the middle-aged man also spurted out a mouthful of blood, sat on the ground with a wilt, and no longer moved, it seems that the refining just now made him consume a lot.

He waved his hand into the air, and the bow flew back into his hand with a flick of the way.

The middle-aged man's face was miserable, and he carefully rubbed the fiery red longbow, and a line of turbid tears flowed down the stream:

"Brother Long, I'll dare to give it a name for you this time. ”

After speaking, he looked blankly at Tingkong, thought for a long time, and finally spit out a sentence from his mouth:

"Let's call you the Dragon Thunder Bow, the dragon bow that wields thunder and lightning. What a good irony this is. Haha......"

The middle-aged man's face was as pale as blood, and he was very crazy.