The Lei family's practice is a kind of source exercise called "Thunder Introduction", which is only suitable for monks with Lei Linggen to practice, and almost all the descendants of the Lei family practice this kind, but according to the different stages of cultivation, the exercises obtained are more or less different.

The source exercises are almost the same, but there are relatively big differences in the selection of external exercises.

Lei Ming's opponent is a young man named Lei Hong, Jin Dan period Xiuwei, for this reason, Lei Ming himself also suppressed Xiu Wei and Lei Hong to fight. As soon as the two jumped on the stage, Lei Hong smiled, "Please also ask my eldest brother to try my newly practiced Thunder Sword!" ”

After speaking, Lei Hong pinched a few law decisions, shouted, and a thunderbolt rolled up on the flat ground on the stage, escaped into the air, and gradually revealed the appearance of a sword.

"Not bad." Lei Ming nodded appreciatively, but he didn't move, letting Lei Hong move. This time, the gap between the two cultivators is too big, and this fighting method is still mostly pointed, so Lei Ming just waited for Lei Hong to let go of his hands and feet to fight, and he could respond one by one.

Lei Hong opened his five fingers and closed them suddenly, and suddenly the thunder sword was mighty, almost illuminating the whole field, countless small thunder wires were wrapped around the thunder sword, making a "Sisi" sound, and with Lei Hong's fist swinging down, countless thunder wires flew out of the thunder sword and pressed towards Lei Ming.

The smile on Lei Ming's face did not change, and he also opened his hand, his fingers moved as fast as a phantom, and he shot down the Thunder one by one, and the Thunder Silk of the Thunder touched the ground, and immediately hit a long mark, which was about a finger deep, which showed that the Thunder was not as harmless as it looked.

It's just that this trace has just appeared on the countertop for a moment, and the countertop has a new look, and there is no trace of fighting, which can be seen that it is also a treasure.

Lei Hong pursed his lips, his eyes widened, and he kept holding the Dharma in his hand, and opened his mouth to spit out a bead.

The white bead flew to the thunder sword on the side, like a fish in water, and suddenly the thunder sword was divided into ten, arranged in one, two, three, four, and then flew towards Lei Ming one after another. Lei Ming's expression changed slightly, revealing a little seriousness.

"Huh? That seems to be the differentiation method of sword cultivation, and Brother Hong uses it well. A man in the audience said in surprise.

"I guess it's with the help of the previous bead. It is estimated that it should be the magic bead that stored the sword intent, which was warmed by Brother Hong, and now it is a good idea to merge with the Thunder Sword again. The other man laughed.

"Brother Hong always likes to ponder this. Hahaha. ”

The monks on Xie Zhenghong's side also had a lot of admiration. In the eyes of these people, the fighting methods between the Jindan period are almost all children's games, but low-level monks are better than ideas, and they will use skills to make up for the lack of skill. Although Lei Hong's move cannot be said to be unprecedented, it can be called a heart. Practice, if you follow the path of your predecessors step by step, you will only lose your self and go mad in the end.

When Lei Ting saw this, he showed a little satisfaction.

I thought that only Lei Ming and Lei Jun could watch it among the younger generation, but I didn't think that this little guy was also a little smart.

Seeing that Lei Ming was trapped by his Thunder Sword Differentiation, Lei Hong immediately took out an eight-treasure gourd from the storage ring.

"Eight treasure gourds, wind!"

Hearing only an order, the gourd blew out a fierce wind, and the wind blades slashed towards Lei Ming one by one, and the Dao Dao hit the gap in the sword array.

"Hehe, Brother Ming, how about my trick?" Lei Hong said with a grin.

There was no sound on Lei Ming's side for the time being.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled on the stage, and several thunderbolts fell from the sky, and the momentum of urging a piece of rain continued to surge, one after another, slashing the sword array and the wind on the stage without a trace.

Lei Ming's figure gradually appeared, his hands were clenched into heavy fists, and he laughed loudly.

"Brother Hong, you really scared me, haha." After speaking, the figure instantly rushed to Lei Hong, and Lei Hong was about to order the Eight Treasure Gourd, but his mouth was covered by Lei Ming's hand, and another punch hit Lei Hong.

Falling off the stage, Lei Mingsheng won.

"Brother Hong, your tricks are quite good, but the power needs to be strengthened." Lei Ming said with a grin.

"Brother Ming will bully me, if you don't fight, you won't fight." Lei Hong put away his sword and gourd, and broke into his brothers and sisters with a grin, and was ravaged and ravaged.

Lei Ming looked at the field again, "Please also ask the next brother to be merciful." ”

The people in the audience saw it clearly, when Lei Ming was suppressed by Lei Hong's sword array and the Eight Treasure Gourd before, he couldn't help but reveal a trace of the coercion of the Yuanying Monk, although it converged quickly, but as long as the people in the audience cultivated higher than Lei Ming, they could almost see it clearly.

However, there is nothing wrong with such a thing, after all, it is easy to suppress one's own cultivation, but after getting used to the fighting method of the Yuanying monk, it is difficult to completely suppress it if he recovers to the level of the Jindan stage monk. When he was in the Daochun Middle World, it was precisely because of this that Guiyuan Sect would deliberately practice such a thing as "Prison Pill Lock".

The next one to go up was also a Yuanying monk, and the fight was huge, but that's what happened.

Xie Zhenghong glanced around and found that many of the monks looked a little lazy. Almost all of the people who can sit here are cultivators in the out-of-body stage, and it is indeed a bit boring to watch the battle of monks in the Yuan Infant stage. The rather innovative fighting methods like Lei Hong before can still make them raise some spirits, but now such a regular fighting method is not interesting.

Probably realizing that everyone was absent-minded, Lei Ting smiled happily, "Now is just the time for the poor Dao to check the cultivation progress of the children in the family, if you have something to do, you can leave." ”

"Where, there are many outstanding children of the Lei family, and we people have a different experience when they look at it." A monk hurriedly said.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately got a lot of echoes.

"Senior Thunder, I'm a little tired and want to go back to rest, please forgive me." Xie Zhenghong stood up and said slowly under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Yes." Thunder nodded, "Fellow Daoists, just go and rest." ”

"Thank you." Xie Zhenghong lowered his head, put the well-fed nerd on his shoulder, and left here with a slight bow towards everyone.

As for the voice behind him, he didn't hear it.

"I'm bored, too." Wen Chunxiang yawned and said, "I thought their fighting methods could give you some hints, but it turned out to be so salty and not light, and the fight was too polite." "It's probably because of the kinship and living together, no one dares to really fight to the death in front of the thunder, and they fight one by one with ease, in the eyes of these monks who have experienced the sword mountain and the sea of fire, it is really a child playing.

"What do we think we are doing now?" Xie Zhenghong asked with a smile.

"What do you mean by that?"

"We came here for Thor Shatter, but we didn't get Thor Shatter, if we leave at this moment, we can go to the next place to see." Xie Zhenghong said calmly.

After all, there are so many valuable materials, and if you work hard to save them, you can still afford to exchange them for jade.

"What about the nun with a lot of treasure? I still feel a little familiar with the feeling on her. Wen Chunxiang didn't want to leave, so he talked about him left and right. Just kidding, it took him and the little monk so much effort to get a weed for the demon beast to eat? This is obviously not in line with their previous style!

"Senior, can you make things that you can't distinguish and still feel familiar, can the poor monk deal with?" Xie Zhenghong asked hesitantly.

Wen Chunxiang: ......

Huh, hey!

It seems that this is the truth.

What he felt familiar, in a place like the Great Sun World, it was very likely that people would die.

In the end, the worry about the little monk was greater than his curiosity, and Wen Chunxiang said, "Then, let's go." "If you really cause unnecessary trouble because of your curiosity, you are really killing yourself.

"Okay, senpai." Xie Zhenghong saw that Chunxiang had figured it out, and he was in a good mood.

The seniors are good at everything, but they can't change the previous style of doing power, and they need to change it well, otherwise the seniors will definitely have to suffer in the future! However, the predecessors eat soft and not hard, and it is still good to slowly figure it out.

Maybe God couldn't bear to let Xie Zhenghong just leave with a thunder light fragment, and the two of them had just taken two steps when they saw Meng Xinxuan and a young man in his infancy pulling and pulling, you and me. Then the two of them flew out sneakily, not knowing what to do.

Xie Zhenghong and Wen Chunxiang were both stunned.

"Poof, little monk, it seems that your fate can't be stopped." Wen Chunxiang couldn't help but laugh.

Xie Zhenghong smiled a little bitterly, everything had happened in front of his eyes, and it was indeed a bit inappropriate to leave like this.

"Little monk, are you going to take a look?" Wen Chunxiang didn't know why he was asking so carefully, he thought that he should be worried about the face of the little monk.

There are not many Demon Venerables who are becoming more and more successful in doing good things like him.

"Hmm." Xie Zhenghong nodded, cast a magic decision to restrain his aura, turned into a retreat and flew in the direction where Meng Xinxuan and the two had left before.

Locking the aura of the two, Xie Zhenghong dodged to the side.

This is a back garden, and the aura is quite sufficient.

Wen Chunxiang's eyelids jumped, it wouldn't be what he thought, right?

Sure enough, Meng Xinxuan and the young man kissed as they spoke, and the magic robe on his body disappeared instantly, revealing the white flesh and rolling on the spot.

It's been doing it for a long time, and it's taking advantage of no one to come over?

"Xuan'er, I miss you so much."

"Brother Hui~, so am I, but Miss Ting is watching too closely."

"Who let you get close to her, I didn't expect her to have so many eyes, come, heart, let me kiss again."

"If I don't approach her, how can I enter the door of your Lei family?" Meng Xinxuan chuckled.

There were bursts of lewdness, sounds, waves, and babbles.

"Little monk, don't look at it, long needle eyes!"

After Wen Chunxiang finished speaking, he directly blocked Xie Zhenghong's perception, and said angrily.

Xie Zhenghong really wants to say, senior, when you once sang "Eighteen Touches", you also conjured up a lot of similar scenes and directly transmitted them to his divine consciousness, which is much more popular than this, and it is not normal.