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The oversized water balloon was instantly dispersed, and Wang Qingmin gritted his teeth and tried his best to recondense the water balloon.

The thunder induction technique in his hand continued to be cast, and the eighth thunder ball was condensed by him today.

Then, on the ninth, and tenth, Wang Qingmin finally used the Thunder Induction Technique to the limit of today.

The thunder dragon in the air is still powerful, but its body has become a little smaller.

Wang Qingmin's practice changed, and the divine thunder broke the sky.

A large amount of thunder power gathered on his palms at an incredible speed, and soon, his palms were pink and thunderous, and the slightest lightning leaked out.

"Hah!" Wang Qingmin shouted, pushed forward with both hands, and two huge thunder pillars struck forward.

"Boom!" A large piece of the tree fell, and the entire forest seemed to be cut open by these two pillars of thunder, and a straight ditch formed a large avenue, which appeared in the depths of the giant wood forest.

One palm obviously couldn't neutralize this sixth heavenly tribulation, Wang Qingmin waved three more palms, and finally completely neutralized this heavenly thunder.

The sixth heavenly tribulation was successfully passed.

Forty-nine levels, a total of seven heavenly thunders, Wang Qingmin is finally about to face the last heavenly thunder.

In the pitch-black abyss, a completely red lightning bolt suddenly appeared, and then this lightning quickly became thicker and larger, becoming the protagonist of this space.

Wang Qingmin had now re-prepared all the methods just now, but of course, the spell with a limited number of times could no longer be used.

The seventh heavenly thunder was not as violent as the sixth earth, it was floating lightly in the air, but it had an indescribable coercion, and this heavenly thunder seemed to faintly point to the deepest part of Wang Qingmin's body.

"Click!" The sound of this heavenly thunder was not very loud, and the power was not as shocking as it was just now.

The red lightning passed through Wang Qingmin's big water ball, without a trace of weakening, and directly hit the top of Wang Qingmin's head.

Without any damage, Wang Qingmin's body blood was still the same, and the red lightning just flashed away above his head, quickly swimming towards Wang Qingmin's dantian.

In the legendary world, a red ray tore open a piece of the sky above Zhongzhou City, appeared there, and quickly rushed towards Wang Qingmin's body.

"There is an unknown error in the system, which is being corrected, please forgive me for the inconvenience."

A system prompt appears in Wang Qingmin's visual dialog box.

The red lightning kept and pounced directly on Wang Qingmin.

"Click!"

Finally, this red lightning fell on Wang Qingmin's Yuan Ying in the stunned eyes of Wang Qingmin's body.

Compared to Wang Qingmin's body, this Yuan Infant's defense and power are not twice as strong, after all, Yuan Ying is now a full-body saint-level equipment, and it is not at all comparable to Wang Qingmin's empty body that can only be compared with a free infinite fan.

The red lightning actually only caused Wang Qingmin's Yuan Infant to drop about one-tenth of his blood volume, and then it dissipated in Wang Qingmin's Yuan Baby's body, and at the same time as it dissipated, Wang Qingmin suddenly felt a mysterious and mysterious feeling appear, as if the world had become a little different......

"The system is back to normal, please forgive me for the inconvenience caused before." The system's prompts appeared like an afterthought.

Compared to the last time, this time the system seems to be very inactive.

After a long time, Wang Qingmin finally understood the reason why the Divine Transformation Stage monk could teleport, but not many times.

This red lightning attack is completely aimed at the Yuan Infant, and after the Yuan Infant crosses it, it will remain in the Yuan Infant's body, and at the same time, it will bring a kind of perception of the surrounding space and become a more staring Yuan Infant.

Due to the limited perception of space, and the fact that the Yuan Infant has not completed the transformation, the Yuan Infant in the Transformation Period at this time is not able to teleport many times in a low grade. Now it's no longer right to call Yuan Ying again, Wang Qingmin has entered the stage of transforming into a god, and now his Yuan Ying should also be regarded as a newly-born Yuan Shen.

The consciousness completely withdrew from the legendary world, and Wang Qingmin's body roared happily.

In addition to being able to teleport at close range and with a limited number of times, Wang Qingmin finally completely entered the god transformation stage.

In the distance, a few piles of giant trees still burning still emitted red fire, bringing a glimmer of light to the world.

Wang Qingmin, who was standing in place, suddenly shook his figure, and when he reappeared, he was already thousands of meters away.

"It turns out that this is what teleportation feels like." Wang Qingmin said to himself.

This kind of teleportation is similar to the retreat technique, except that the teleportation can be performed in any terrain, although the retreat is strong, but the need for the ground as a carrier is a bit inferior.

Wang Qingmin rested for another day, but he was ready to leave.

The random divine stone was activated again, and when Wang Qingmin opened his eyes, a race that made him famous in the abyss appeared in front of him, of course, accompanied by the slaughter of this race.

This is a gathering point for the abyssal races.

Giant swans with black feathers are roaming around, some grooming their feathers at will, others frolicking in a vast lake.

The Abyss Race, the Black Swan Race.

As soon as Wang Qingmin's figure appeared here, he was instantly locked by countless divine senses.

"It's a human!"

"Quick, report to the Ancestor!"

"Kill him!"

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A large number of divine senses were communicating around, and these black swans had a strong sense of territory, but now they were broken in by a mortal enemy-like human, which immediately caused a stir.

An abnormally sharp wind blade slashed towards the place where Wang Qingmin was standing like rain, producing a sound of "chirping" bullets flying through the air.

These blades are very small, and of course they are more lethal.

Teleportation.

Wang Qingmin's figure hurriedly dodged away.

"It's not good, this human is a god cultivator, and the monk below the Yuan Infant should retreat."

A man in black in the Transformation Stage released his divine sense and commanded to his fellow clansmen around him.

Compared with these abyss black swans vowing to kill Wang Qingmin, Wang Qingmin wanted to leave as soon as possible.

This is the stronghold of an abyss race, God knows if there is a Mahayana period here, in case there is a Mahayana monk, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to even run.

Random Divine Stone, activated.

Wang Qingmin used a random divine stone again.

Who would have thought that at the moment when he used it, a blood-red light and shadow fell on him. His mind blurred for a moment, and his whole body was almost paralyzed.

In particular, the Yuan Shen who was on the bubble point map almost lost his sense in Wang Qingmin's senses, that is to say, the blow just now almost scattered Wang Qingmin's Yuan Shen.

"Mahayana monk!"

This was Wang Qingmin's last thought.

Somewhere the space shook, and in a flash of lightning, a human figure jumped out of it.

Wang Qingmin was still afraid for a while at this time, if he hadn't judged the situation in an instant and used random divine sense, it was very likely that he would have turned into a dead corpse now, and even if there was a second's delay just now, there was no guarantee that the Mahayana monk would be able to keep him.

You must know that Mahayana monks have their own space, and their understanding of space is already very deep, and it must be very easy to cast a space cage.

After a long time, Wang Qingmin slowly calmed down.

Becoming a god is a lot stronger, but it is only a little self-preservation, and it is still too early to be arrogant in this world.

The road to cultivating immortals is long and long.

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