Chapter Thirty-Seven: Wanke
Lei Qianjun picked his fingers, and the thunder ball in his hand shrank inward, instantly differentiating countless small electric balls around him, his heavy pupils slowly turned red, and in less than two breaths, they became like two burning flames, Lei Qianjun grinned evilly, and said: "Three hundred years ago, when I was the first in the cultivation of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, I was able to defeat five with one, let alone six, one generation can have ten sessions, and all of them are not my Lei Qianjun's opponents!" β
Ji Mengxian sneered when he heard this: "No matter how strong the sect that betrayed the main cultivation is, it is also a demon cultivation, three hundred years ago, the Shenxiao family was in charge of the Ten Thousand Thunder Sect, commanding the main cultivation, and joining forces to resist the invasion of the demon cultivation outside the sky, but after that battle, Zong Tianyan's vitality was greatly injured, and he retreated to recuperate, after your ancestor Thunderstorm Old Man visited, he disappeared, and then the Ten Thousand Thunder Gate betrayed the main cultivation, devoted himself to demon cultivation, and wantonly tampered with the Shenxiao Thunder Method, the "Thunder Emperor Jade Classic" you are practicing now is just a break from the classics passed on by Zong Tianyan, Lei Qianjun, you are not afraid of such tampering exercises, Did you get any problems? β
"Practicing problems? Ha! My magic cultivation is full of problems, but as long as it is a little bit and powerful enough, it will do. Lei Qianjun grinned and said: "It's like you are cultivating, you have been cultivating for thirty years of physical cultivation and refining qi, refining qi for fifty years to build a foundation, steady and steady, step by step, pay attention to the mood and heat, and die slowly in the early stage, although it is faster and more stable than our magic skills in the middle and late stages, but it is stronger, how can you get the Jindan realm?" The magic skill is different, the magic skill "Thunder Emperor Jade Codex", itself is out of the extremely strong classics, coupled with the demonization of the magic skill, just one session is cultivating Tianjiao, I Lei Qianjun doesn't care about it at all! β
After speaking, Lei Qianjun's arm straightened and his palm was gently pinched!
In the instantaneous spread field of countless electric balls, the sound of thunder was endless, and the purple-red lightning formed a "field", enveloping everyone!
"Boom!" Lei Qianjun said softly.
Including Zhang Yang, all seven people present were blown away by the thunderball!
Lei Qianjun slowly walked up to Zhang Yang, who looked like Yan Yunhai.
Zhang Yang was surrounded by curling smoke, and the smell of meat was permeating.
"Who is this time chosen? If you come along, you can only be considered unlucky. Lei Qianjun looked at Zhang Yang and stretched out his palm, and said coldly: "Any seedling who is cultivating outstanding will be the future enemy of my Demon Sect!" β
"Wow, you don't let go of the dead!" Zhang Yang jumped up and shouted in a low voice: "Muscle Control Technique: Lightning Resistance!" β
The dense muscles are dark in color, covering the whole body, and the muscles are not big, but they look very strange that they are as hard as, as if there is a layer of scale armor on the surface of Zhang Yang's body!
"It's just a small technique, and the cultivation is not enough to refine qi, and the ants still have to struggle!" Lei Qianjun smiled contemptuously, and with a wave of his right hand, the thunderball hit Zhang Yang.
"Zilala!"
Zhang Yang grabbed the thunderball with one hand and pinched it fiercely, and the thunderball was annihilated!
"Hey! Lei Qianjun, I'm afraid you don't know that there is a substance called 'insulator' in this world! Zhang Yang looked at his palm and shouted: "Muscle Control Technique: Physical Fitness!" β
With a bulge of muscles all over his body, Zhang Yang's physique became wider, his height was raised, and he grinned with Yan Yunhai's appearance: "Is it an ant, try it to find out!" β
"It's kind of interesting." Lei Qianjun's hands were flattened at the same time, and a total of six thunder balls were instantly divided into eighteen, hitting Zhang Yang at the same time.
Zhang Yang was unharmed.
"You probably don't know what insulators mean." Zhang Yang, who looked like Yan Yunhai, stretched out a finger and said, "Thunder technique is not effective for me!" β
"But I, on the other hand, can break through the limits of my physical fitness through secret techniques!" With a low roar, Zhang Yang's right arm squirmed, and with a flick of his hand, his arm suddenly grew, and after hitting the retreating Lei Qianjun, he clasped him with one hand and grabbed him towards himself.
"Meng Yao...... Fairy! Zhang Yang shouted: "What to do with this guy!" β
Lei Qianjun struggled with all his might, but he seemed to be too confident in the "Thunder Emperor Jade Classic" and ignored the development of the body, the body stopped at the limit of physical fitness, and he couldn't break free from Zhang Yang's clamps, and let the thunder and lightning around him run wild, but he couldn't hurt Zhang Yang!
"Kill!"
"Kill it!"
"If a demon cultivator falls to a genius who can't be born for three generations, we are equivalent to indirectly saving the lives of hundreds of junior brothers and sisters! Hundreds of millions of people in the world! No need to be merciful! Kill him! β
Several other people who ate Lei Qianjun's move thunder ball were not lightly injured, and they were also paralyzed by the lightning system and couldn't move, so they could only roar from afar.
Zhang Yang chuckled in Yan Yunhai's thick voice: "Yes, senior brothers! β
"Don't you thinkββ! I'm a peerless genius, how could I end up here!! Lei Qianjun roared, and suddenly the whole right arm actinized, and the thin and swirling thunder snake swam in it, and Lei Qianjun grabbed Zhang Yang's arm, which was a burst of high temperature.
"Holy!" Zhang Yang subconsciously let go of his hand in a scream, and Lei Qianjun escaped.
"Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, in the end, it is a junior disciple, thunder, the essence, it is fire! Boy, what's your name! can force me Lei Qianjun to be so embarrassed, I shouldn't be nameless! You are a regular cultivator, do you dare to sign up! Lei Qianjun gasped for breath, his arm gradually dissipated the light, and returned to normal: "You can force me to use the "Thunderstorm Light Fist", the Ten Sects of Righteousness and Demons, unique!" β
"Haha! What dare not be said about this! If you don't change your name, you don't change your surname, grandpa, my name is Yan Yunhai! Zhang Yangcai didn't care about Yan Yunhai's life or death, and habitually dumped the pot.
"Humph! Good! Yan Yunhai, right? Lei Qianjun's body was full of thunder and lightning, starting from his feet, and his whole body slowly changed into a thunderbolt quality, and he said: "Kill you, within a hundred years, among the three generations of cultivation, I Lei Qianjun will be invincible!" β
Zhang Yang threw a god-level solid pill into his mouth, his body swelled for a while, and he didn't even have the name of the move, and quickly transformed into a black giant, and then slapped Lei Qianjun with a slap!
Lei Qianjun is also punched out with a hard head!
Zhang Yang's long-awaited "Penetrating Bone Strength" suddenly hit out, and shouted angrily: "It's good! β
"Poof!"
Both of them vomited blood at the same time and flew backwards!
Zhang Yang hurriedly took a god-level solid pill, Lei Qianjun was very miserable, not only did the thunder disappear and return to his original body shape, but the flesh and blood between his chest and abdomen were blurred, and he was punched through the flesh and blood by Zhang Yang's punch "Through the Bone Strength", and he was seriously injured in an instant!
Zhang Yang got up and saw Lei Qianjun struggling with his hands pinching the trick, and was shocked: "Damn, this is not dead!" β
"Hmph, who am I...... How...... OK...... Fall here...... Disease! A blood-colored long line flew away in an instant, and Lei Qianjun fled.
"Damn, it's all gone!" Zhang Yang glared, covered his face with his hands and said: "Senior brothers, Yan Yunhai is useless, so he won't leave a shameful eye, and he will meet again!" β
Zhang Yang quickly moved away in the form of a black giant, and his body continued to shrink as he left, quickly returning to his normal body shape, and then shouted in a low voice: "Muscle Control Technique: Speed!" β
Suddenly there was a line of dust, and Zhang Yang ran away in an instant.