Laurel's attitude is tough.

Liu Ziyu detained the picture of the thunder river in the imperial palace, showed it in front of the laurel tree, and said: "See, this is the thunder river formed by the convergence of endless thunder attribute energy.

You also know that thunder attribute energy can effectively wash away evil qi and dirt, and it also has an innate restraint effect on demons and monsters.

Before, I used the Thunder Tribulation Energy to dispel some of the polluting energy that invaded your body for you.

But the Thunder Tribulation Energy I control, although it is supreme in nature, imprinted with a wisp of Heavenly Dao aura, is very different from the thunder river outside in terms of scale.

I can throw you into this thunder river, and ask you to use the thunder and lightning energy of this thunder river to cleanse the dark matter outside your tree trunk, and in return, you want me to take a bite, this is not bullying you, right?"

After saying these words in one breath, Liu Ziyu quietly waited for Laurel's response.

"Damn the dryad, he's going to do whatever it takes to eat me. ”

Outside the trunk of the laurel tree, a little red moonlight flowed, which was a manifestation of anger to the edge.

After a few moments, Laurel had a choice.

Endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky.

As an extraordinary and peerless heaven and earth spiritual root, you must be able to afford to put it down, and a moment of humiliation is nothing.

"Well, you throw me into the thunderous river, and in return I will give you a branch. ”

Laurel's tone of voice did not fluctuate in the sermon.

......

On the long river of thunder, Liu Ziyu stopped.

Heaven and earth were originally distorted, and everywhere flowed with blazing lightning and dazzling thunder.

Suddenly, there is a mighty moonlight falling from the sky, and the laurel tree that floats out of the imperial palace is not more than ten zhang high, but the whole is as pure as glass, flawless and dirtless, and there is an eternal purple moon imprint behind the trunk.

Under the reflection, the light of this thunderous river is a little difficult to compete with, but the fly in the ointment is that this beautiful laurel tree, which is like a carved jade, is better than the Tianque Immortal Tree, there is a cold and piercing, pitch-black dark substance.

It looks like a little ink that can't be washed off, dripping on the white and flawless mutton fat jade, and the laurel tree, which exudes holy brilliance and misty brilliance, is dyed with a layer of depravity.

"I'm going to go to the depths of this thunderous river, and you don't want to be discovered. The allure of the spiritual root of heaven and earth, I don't know how many people want to refine you into a treasure elixir. ”

Liu Ziyu reminded kindly.

The laurel tree did not appreciate it, it had already seen the ugly face of the dryad, no matter how gentle this dryad was, it was a vicious wolf in sheep's clothing.

The sound of popping beans crackled and continued.

The laurel tree, bathed in the moonlight, sank into the thunderstorm little by little, during which there was a thunder and lightning energy like a sea, washing away the body of the laurel tree, but it did not cause the slightest damage to it.

......

Liu Ziyu gathered his mind and walked on the river.

About half an hour, Liu Ziyu saw the holy son of the Yan clan.

This guy is sitting there, absorbing the thunder and lightning energy of this thunderous river.

Filled with domineering and violent thunder and lightning energy, within a hundred feet of his body, it turned into a thunder and lightning vortex as bright as the sun, engulfing the desolation.

"You guy!"

Looking at Liu Ziyu, who came from behind, the eyes of the holy son of the Yan clan opened and closed, and they were full of emotion.

"Sorry for the delay. ”

Liu Ziyu looked like she hadn't seen her for a long time, and waved enthusiastically, saying, "Let you wait for me for so long, let's move on." ”

Son of the Yan Clan: ???

Is this human talk?

What do you mean by waiting for you? This Holy Son can't go forward!

Supported by Lei Fa, the Holy Son of the Yan Clan, who is also imprinted with the Bronze Mirror Secret Treasure on his head, can come here, and that is already the limit.

If he is allowed to move forward, he will inevitably suffer from the threat of blood falling and shattering his bones.

But as soon as he saw Liu Ziyu's bright smile on his face, the holy son of the Yan clan was furious!

Don't steam steamed buns to fight for breath!

Liu Ziyu can continue to move forward, why should he, the holy son of an ancient family, stop here?

Standing up, the corners of the Yan Clan's holy son's mouth twitched, and he replied, "Okay! You go first, and I'll follow you." ”

"No, it's better for you to go first, it's my first time here to this thunderous river, and it's more stable for you to walk in front. Liu Ziyu shrugged.

Son of the Yan Clan: ???

His face turned red for a moment.

The Holy Son of the Yan Clan said word by word: "It's better for you to go first, and this Holy Son will come later." ”

Looking at each other, Liu Ziyu was calm and peerless, and the domineering and majestic and radiant Holy Son of the Yan Clan was sweating behind him.

"Okay, I'll go first. ”

Suddenly, Liu Ziyu walked past the Holy Son of the Yan Clan, and after walking more than a hundred zhang away calmly, he turned around and said, "Keep up." ”

Son of the Yan Clan: ???

That's it.

Can he still move forward? If he walks out, he will be bleeding.

“...... The cultivation of this Holy Son is about to be promoted to the Sendai Realm realm, it is not appropriate to move too much at this time, you wait for me, when this Holy Son breaks through to the Sendai realm, I will immediately walk with you to the end of this thunderous river and find out!"

The Holy Son of the Yan Clan who said these words was a little hot-skinned.

Exploring the end of the Thunder River? Even if he reaches the realm of gods, he won't go.

Liu Ziyu smiled: "Whatever you want." ”

He didn't bother to expose this holy son of the Yan clan.

"Bastard!"

When Liu Ziyu disappeared at the end of his vision, the Holy Son of the Yan Clan suddenly sat down with his head slumped.

......

The lightning and thunder that swirled under his feet became more and more blazing and domineering.

Liu Ziyu felt that he was not walking on a river, but walking step by step into a world full of thunder and lightning.

The back, in front of the body, on the top of the head, and under the feet, were all occupied by the lightning and thunder.

Here, the monks at the peak of the Sendai Realm will also be defeated and injured nine times out of ten.

Liu Ziyu's Thunder Tribulation Flood Bell outlined with Thunder Tribulation Energy exudes a supreme and supreme atmosphere, but even so, Liu Ziyu also feels that this Thunder Tribulation Flood Bell is about to be unable to resist the violent thunder surging around.

"It's you kid. ”

There was a voice ahead.

Liu Ziyu smiled lightly, it was an old man with strong spirits and vicissitudes of life.

Before the entrance of the abyss, it was this old fellow, the first to walk into the abyss.

Its cultivation is above the Sendai realm.

"How did you get here?"

The old man asked.

"Walked on his feet. Liu Ziyu replied truthfully.

Old man:???

Is this kid kidding himself?

"I know you're walking with your feet, but you should understand what the old man means!"

The old man walked straight towards Liu Ziyu.

......