In the waterhole, Zhang Yang greeted the first purple thunderbolt power, and soon the second purple thunderbolt power struck him again. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boom ......" There was a loud bang in the sky, and a purple thunderbolt power the size of an arm fell directly towards Mount Tai, and soon, this purple thunderbolt power fell into the waterhole, and then pointed directly at the top of Zhang Yang's head.

"Sneer......" In the waterhole, the power of thunder and lightning continued to make strange sounds, and Zhang Yang under the power of this thunder and lightning, he actually spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body was also staggering, and he almost fell off the stone pillar.

"There are still five thunderbolts to be able to complete soul refining, if you only rely on the strength of your body to withstand the power of these seven thunderbolts to refine your soul, I'm afraid that with my current soul strength, I can't bear it at all." After stabilizing his body, Zhang Yang's body was running the exercises frantically, constantly absorbing the purple thunder just now.

Rao was like this, and Zhang Yang repeatedly wrapped some of the power of the purple thunder around him, making a crackling sound.

"Boom!" After the third purple thunder fell, it fell again in an instant, and at this time, on the top of Mount Tai, it was full of thunderclouds, and it seemed that this piece of black thundercloud seemed to want to break the entire Mount Tai.

"Give it to me!" After the third purple thunder fell into the pool, Zhang Yang looked at the purple thunder that was quickly coming towards him in the pool, his eyes were round, his hands reached out, and he grabbed this purple thunder directly.

"Click!" As Zhang Yang had just caught this purple thunder with both hands, the muscles on Zhang Yang's arms suddenly made a slight sound and directly cracked.

It's just that soon, Zhang Yang's arm that has been shattered by this third purple thunder is quickly formed, but the whole body has become a little smaller.

Looking at the pungent smell emanating from his hands, Zhang Yang's eyes gradually turned scarlet.

Zhang Yang could have not chosen the path of soul refining, after all, he was the master of the Devouring Spirit, even if he was reincarnated in this world, he could still use the Devouring Spirit to avoid this soul refining; But when the sword spirit told him all this, Zhang Yang resolutely decided to refine the soul, because once the soul refining was successful, then the soul power could almost increase exponentially.

If the strength of the two is at one level, putting aside the rest of the external objects, if one of them has a soul power that is several times stronger than the other party, he can even directly kill someone of the same level in seconds, this is the horror of soul power.

Zhang Yang didn't know what kind of realm his strength would be able to reach when he returned to that world, but since Lu Chuan had a way to enter the soul power into this world for reincarnation, it was obvious that the other party also had strong strength or the strength of the people behind him was extremely terrifying; Otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to extract the soul power and enter this parallel world for reincarnation.

Once he leaves this world and returns to the earth, Zhang Yang must kill Lu Chuan, and at the same time, Zhang Yang must also consider the strong man behind Lu Chuan, so Zhang Yang does not dare to be careless, even if he risks the soul being broken, he must complete this soul refining, otherwise, he will not have the slightest hope of defeating Lu Chuan and the mysterious strong man behind Lu Chuan.

After the third purple thunder fell, this time it took a few minutes, as if it was giving Zhang Yang a chance to breathe, or a larger purple thunder was gathering in the thundercloud.

But Zhang Yang frantically absorbed all the power of those purple thunders into his body in these few minutes, and his current body itself was condensed with soul power, so this also means that Zhang Yang absorbed all the power of these purple thunders into his soul power.

This kind of thing, even some powerful people with extraordinary strength would not dare to do this, a cultivator, the weakest thing is soul power, unless it is some old monsters who have been cultivating for hundreds of years, otherwise, for a person like Zhang Yang who has been cultivating for only a few years or even decades, soul power is definitely a weak link.

Between heaven and earth, the most violent and powerful power is undoubtedly the power of thunder and lightning in nature, and the purple thunder is the king of thunder and lightning, but Zhang Yang uses this purple thunder to refine the soul, which is absolutely unprecedented.

But the reason why Zhang Yang was able to withstand the attacks of the first three purple thunders was also because of the power of those stars, if he didn't have the power of these stars, I'm afraid Zhang Yang wouldn't be able to condense the entity at all, let alone fight against the power of these purple thunders.

In the sky, the fourth purple thunder brewed for a few minutes, and the next moment, a bucket-sized purple thunder instantly fell from the thunderclouds, and a huge sound came out of the sky.

Some villagers near Mount Tai, even in the middle of the night, still got up from their beds to watch this rare vision in a hundred years when the vision suddenly appeared in the sky.

Just when everyone was feeling the power of this fourth purple thunder, Zhang Yang, who was in the pool, raised his head, looked at the somewhat chaotic pool water that was disturbed by this purple thunder, and a touch of war intent erupted in Zhang Yang's eyes.

"Since I can only fight against you, even if you are the sky, so what, I am going to break this day!" As Zhang Yang's body fell, Zhang Yang's hands reached out, and the surrounding pools of water instantly formed two water dragons, frantically attacking towards this purple thunder.

"Whew......" The moment the two water dragons just touched this purple thunder, they instantly withered from the previous momentum, with a bit of hissing in their voices, and after a few fierce struggles, they turned into a pool of water again.

Seeing that these two water dragons only blocked these four purple thunders for a moment, they were defeated, but the battle intent in Zhang Yang's eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Heaven and earth, the stars are the force, with the power of Chenguang, break your purple thunder calamity!" Zhang Yang reached out with one hand, and with his mind, the power of the stars in the waterhole instantly surged towards him crazily, and in a short period of time, the two white dragons in Zhang Yang's hands were transformed by the power of the stars and rushed towards this purple thunder again.

"Whew!" Two divine dragons transformed by the power of the stars came to this purple thunder, roaring again and again, and their bodies continued to entangle this purple thunder, and the purple thunder, which was originally the size of a bucket, gradually shrank when it attacked Zhang Yang on the side.

"Boom!" After the purple thunder fell into Zhang Yang's body, Zhang Yang's body staggered, almost falling, but between his faces, there was no blood, under the skin, the purple thunder rolled, as if he wanted to break through Zhang Yang's obstacles; And now the only thing Zhang Yang can do is to run the exercises frantically, constantly refining these purple thunders in his body.

After about half an hour of the fifth purple thunder, it continued to fall, and this time the soul refining was publicized, with a total of seven purple thunders, and although this purple thunder was about the same size as the fourth purple thunder, it was mixed with a bit of fiery red in the purple thunder.

Looking at the fifth purple thunder pouring from above the pool, Zhang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and the power of the stars in the pool surged into his palm again, but this time, Zhang Yang gathered the power of these stars into a shield, grabbed it with both hands, and stared closely at the fifth purple thunder that was coming towards him.

"This is already the fifth purple thunder, and there are two more that can successfully refine the soul, I can't fail!" Zhang Yang kept muttering in his heart, but in his eyes, he was not afraid in the face of this fifth purple thunder.

"Smack!" With a slight sound, the shield condensed with the power of the stars in Zhang Yang's hand was directly shattered in response, and the remaining purple thunder was frantically smashed towards Zhang Yang, constantly destroying Zhang Yang's body, and even faintly, Zhang Yang's body showed some signs of being blown up.

"No, absolutely not!" Feeling that the body was like a round ball, Zhang Yang roared twice, and the exercises were running again, and the purple thunder in his body continued to destroy his internal organs, but every time he destroyed it, Zhang Yang did not hesitate to spend his soul power to condense it again, and so on, coupled with Zhang Yang's refining, it took about half an hour or so to completely refine this fifth purple thunder.

If Zhang Yang's body was broken before, then almost everything Zhang Yang did would be destroyed, so Zhang Yang must not let his body be shattered.

After experiencing five purple thunders in a row, Zhang Yang was already extremely tired at this time, especially the purple thunder just now, which had almost consumed a lot of his soul power and mind, but now there were still two purple thunders, if Zhang Yang couldn't bear it, then his result would also be a dead end.

Among the clouds above Mount Tai, the original black clouds gradually changed into red thunderclouds, and the sixth purple thunder seemed to be still brewing.

On the peaks of some mountains in China, there are old men, including Liu Shuai and other Tianzi people, when they see the red thundercloud above Mount Tai, everyone's complexion has changed greatly.

"There is actually someone refining the soul, the seventh-layer purple thunder, ordinary people, even one or two purple thunders, it is enough to make his soul fly, but this person has actually crossed the first five layers of purple thunder, who is this person!"

"Could it be him! Impossible, his strength is only at the peak of the innate realm, although he is the heir of the Tianzi number designated by that old guy, it is impossible to resist the fifth layer of purple thunder! ”

…… In this way, there are many people, but in China, they are very clear that except for Zhang Yang, I am afraid that no one can make a miracle happen, and Zhang Yang himself is a miracle.

"Seven-layer purple thunder, Brother Liu, I still don't have enough time to cultivate, can you explain to me, what is this seven-layer purple thunder, and what is Zhang Yang doing, didn't he say that he wanted to go back?!" Xiao Lang knew very well that in Mount Tai, the person who could cause such a purple thunder was definitely Zhang Yang, but he didn't understand why Zhang Yang did this, although he didn't know the power of this purple thunder, but looking at Liu Shuai and the others' faces changed greatly, Xiao Lang also knew very well in his heart that these seven-layer purple thunder was definitely not a mortal thing; Even if they watched from afar, they were a little frightened in their hearts, let alone bear the publicity of the purple thunder.