The thunder flashed, Su Meng slowly opened his eyes, and the thunder light appeared in the silver-white pupils.

They had been trapped on the isolated island for half a month, and the last trace of thunder flowing from the blades of the Thunder Swallowing Grass had been completely squeezed out today.

The little fox stretched his waist, and the qi and blood around his body were surging like a river.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the centering fist was practiced, and between the simple arm swings and fists, the thunder sounded bursts.

Although he was still in the realm of the second grade, he knew very well in his heart that this could not be compared with the previous second grade at all.

To say that the second-grade physical body that is rumored in the outside world only represents the average physical body among second-grade cultivators, and the so-called second-grade body he is now is the second-grade battle body after practicing the "Burning Heaven True Method"!

You don't need to use your True Qi to tear through the enemy's powerful battle body!

If there is really an eye-opening product to fight with him......

Su Meng scratched his head, as if it was still something that could be solved with a slap.

Sure enough, is he still too strong? The vast divine soul, and the blessing of the state of heaven and man, who is below the immortal level to compete?

Having said that, the power of the Burning Heaven True Law still shocked him.

According to the records in the beast bones, the first step in the cultivation of the true law is to have the Great Sun Huang Bamboo and the Taiyin Fruit to wash his body, and plant the first round of "Burning Sun" on his chest.

What is the scorching sun? It is transformed by the immortal brilliant bamboo that cannot be completely absorbed!

It is a heart of the great sun that always gives itself pain and spur!

Once planted, whether it is eating or drinking, the body and mind will bear unimaginable burning pain.

In the subsequent practice, it is necessary to continuously invest in all kinds of treasures and apply secret methods to make them stronger.

The stronger the scorching sun, the faster the cultivator's strength will improve.

On the other hand, the risk of going mad will also increase.

In today's world of health preservation, who would use such a domineering method of cultivation?

The little fox appreciates this method, there is no high risk, where is the high return?

There is no need for the Taiyin Fruit to protect his body, and he has not found such an immortal treasure as the Great Sun Huang Bamboo.

In this way, he sucked up the vast thunder that the Thunder Swallowing Grass had condensed in the past 10,000 years, and turned it into a round of the Great Day!

"Bang!" As the last fist mark burst out, the little fox snorted his tongue unsatisfactorily.

The cultivation of the Burning Heaven True Law seemed to open the door to a new world for him.

But...... How is this enough?

As the scorching sun slowly rotated in his chest, a slightly paralyzing pain wandered around Su Ming's body.

But when his body and mind are in harmony with heaven and earth, this pain will become almost non-existent.

With the deepening of the state of heaven and man, the time limit for the little fox to melt into nature is getting longer and longer, and the advantage of the Burning Sky Battle Body in cultivation will become more and more weak.

He glanced at the old knife that had broken through to the first-grade level and was still in the stable realm, and resolutely pulled out the Thunder Swallowing Grass and pressed it into his chest!

Although the thunder spitting from its leaves was absorbed by the two of them, this weed-like immortal plant became more and more inconspicuous.

But 10,000 years ago, it was the Ten Thousand Thunder Banyan that could condense the Thunder Forest on its own!

The power has dissipated, but the origin is still there, how can you allow yourself to be easily refined?

The Immortal Dao Thunder raged, changing the celestial phenomena of this space almost instantly.

The wind is howling, the ink clouds are rolling, and the rain is pouring down, just like the end of the world.

"Are you willing to stay here?"

In the state of heaven and man, Su Ming's face was calm, as if he was talking to an old friend.

It was his gift, initiation with the heart.

At that moment, a faint and tenacious aura loomed in the fairy grass.

"Come with me, I will help you grow, you will help me become enlightened. ”

As he spoke, his skin was split open, and his smile did not change.

After a few breaths, the clouds disappeared......

Everyone woke up from the practice, but they only saw the silver-eyed boy looking up to bask in the sunshine and smiling kindly.

Looking at the bare ground, there was no trace of the Thunder Swallowing Grass.

Looking at the cloudless sky, there is no trace of thunder.

"Eh, there seems to be something there!" Wan'er's sharp eyes found the hole on the side that was revealed by the disappearance of the Thunder Swallowing Grass, which was enough to be the width of a person.

"Lei Jun's storage room is right down there. A hoarse voice sounded, and the old knife had no follow-up thunder power replenishment, and he also woke up at this moment.

After not eating or drinking for so many days, with his body still in the mortal realm, he was really a little unbearable, and the whole person lost a lot of weight, and after he poured himself two bottles of water "tons and tons", he finally returned to normal, but he looked a little haggard.

The bald head that has been baptized by thunder seems to have been wiped off the dust, and the head without a single hair is bright and shiny, and even the speech is a lot more neat.

"If there is no mistake in the information in the memory, there should be two inheritance crystals, four Yu stones, and two storage rings hidden below. ”

"Well, there is no danger. The old knife scratched his head and added.

"Old Dao, didn't you know the situation here before?" Su Meng stared at him for a long time, feeling more and more weird.

The strong man was stunned for a moment, he didn't know why he knew this, but as if he should know, just like the mysterious person who had asked to kidnap Qianqian, the real and the unreal were messed up in his mind.

The little fox patted his broad shoulder and comforted: "Since you don't understand, then don't think about it, if the immortal king character has a plot against you, how can he not close the net when you are not an immortal." ”

"Hmm. The old knife nodded emphatically, but there was still a lingering dazed look on his face.

Immortal ...... Is it?

What he didn't dare to say was that when he was practicing, he didn't feel the legendary "Barrier of Human Immortals" at all!

It seems that as long as the energy is enough, he can turn into an immortal, how shocking is this?

Su Meng failed to notice the gloom in the old knife's heart, and turned around and walked towards the underground palace.

There are some hurdles, and he can only get through them by himself, and he is very confident in this old Jianghu.

At this time, Murong Yuanfeng stepped forward with a shy face, and did not speak, his clear eyes swirling on his face.

Looking at the men who turned their heads on the side, Su Meng still didn't understand their thoughts? He stepped forward and sent a kick to each of them, and scolded with a smile: "Don't worry, your share is indispensable!"

"Thank you seniors!" The soldiers were not annoyed when they were kicked, they were overjoyed when they heard Su Ming's assurance, and they complimented some nonsense such as "thousands of years and dominating the rivers and lakes" with doglegs, but the old knife pricked up his ears when he heard it.

Originally, he thought that he was already a qualified dogleg like himself, but he didn't know that he didn't know that he was not enough to do in the field of sycophancy!

Well, it needs to be improved!

In the blink of an eye, someone with a big nerve leaves his troubles behind and thinks about self-cultivation.

The dungeon that lost the thunder grass is like a cellar used by ordinary people in the mortal world to store materials, which is really lacking.

In Su Ming's view, perhaps the only bright spot is the two rows of night pearls on the pitch-black brick wall. The soft and warm light is sprinkled, and the bead body the size of a human head is full of seductive beauty.

With its long historical aura, it must be able to sell for a lot of money.

The little fox has been in the world for many years, and has long had a deep understanding of the importance of money.

On the high platform, the items displayed were the same as what the Sword King said, Su Meng was not surprised at all, and put them away casually.

"Click!"

As Lei Jun's hiding disappeared, the dungeon woke up from its slumber like an octogenarian, and let out a tooth-aching mechanical sound, slowly opening the top stone slab.

Su Luo, who was about to escape from the dungeon, turned around and looked back, and suddenly stiffened and his eyes widened.

Thousands of miles of wind and clouds converged, and it was condensed into an image of a monk!

It was obviously just a white cloud map, but his sad face and tearful eyes looked so clear in his eyes.

The monk's left arm is empty, his right index finger and middle finger are together, and he points it to his heart, and his lips move slightly, as if he wants to say something.

What did he want to say? The little fox stood still, a trace of sadness passing through his heart.

Why, when the monk saw him, seemed a little disappointed?

And at this moment, under the same heavenly dome, the Sword King looked at the sky as if he had been electrocuted, but he couldn't see anything, and fell to the ground with his head in pain, roaring angrily.

"Lei Jun, what the hell do you want to do!"

The wind rose, and there was no trace.