"It's okay, I have a solution. Wang Yun's answer surprised both Ma Tianjiao and the wine barrel, and they looked very surprised.

The wine barrel laughed and said, "Brother Yun, I'm afraid you have something wrong with your braincase." What strength do you have now, don't you have any points in your heart?"

Wang Yun looked calm and confident: "The power of thunder and lightning in the thunder sea storm originates from the sky, as long as I have a suitable lightning shelter, then I can enter the place where the thunder sea falls." ”

"Lightning shelter?" Ma Tianjiao looked at Wang Yun very suspiciously. She didn't know that there was such a thing in this world.

The wine barrel also widened his eyes and looked at Wang Yun with a confused expression. I thought, can anyone still dodge the power of thunder and lightning?

That's unlikely. Every time a cultivator breaks through a layer of realm during the tribulation period, he must undergo the baptism of thunder and lightning.

And often the terrifying power of thunder and lightning is not something that can stop it at all, not even an artifact.

Even some insulators, although they have the miraculous effect of not conducting the power of lightning, cannot support the power of lightning at all.

"Yes. Wang Yun nodded, and said: "You and Tianjiao hide first, I'm worried that someone will come over later." ”

"I'll go in and try it, don't worry. You must protect Tianjiao, if something happens to her, I will ask you!"

Wang Yun was about to enter the land where the Thunder Sea had fallen, and the reason why he was so confident was because his weapon was rotten with wooden sticks.

Rotten sticks were born of wood, and now they are dry and devoid of water. If you use it to place it on the top of your head, then I am afraid that no matter how terrible the thunder sea storm is, it will not fall on Wang Yun.

"Brother Yun, be careful!" Ma Tianjiao's face was full of worry. She knew that Wang Yun had made up her mind, so she didn't say more.

The wine barrel swore and said, "Brother Yun, you can rest assured." With the protection of my wine barrel, Tianjiao will never be fine!"

"Well, I believe you. Hurry up and find a place to hide first. Wang Yun looked at the wine barrel and was still very relieved.

Although the current strength of the wine barrel cannot be compared with the demon-level heavenly pride of the Tempest Holy Son, he can completely cope with some small minions.

Especially when his various wine bottles came out, it was extremely disgusting. Even if you can't beat the enemy, it won't be too dangerous.

Looking at the wine barrel and Ma Tianjiao going to a broken wall around the place where the thunder sea fell, Wang Yun began to act.

He took the rotten stick out of the storage ring, held it in his hand, held it above his head, and walked towards the place where the thunder sea had fallen.

The thunder sea storms in the land where the thunder sea fell were all blasted down from the place where the sky broke overhead, and there was a large blue thunder sea gathered there, and there was a hollow and black oppression on it.

At the heart of the Thundersea Storm is where the power of thunder and lightning is most concentrated. At present, the Holy Son of the Wind is tempering his body there, and the whole figure is wearing a layer of blue armor.

Thunder and lightning divine grass, although Wang Yun did not know the specific location of the place where the thunder sea fell, but he thought to himself that such a strange thing of heaven and earth, which could be conceived for seven million years, would definitely be at the core of the thunder sea storm, that is, at the feet of the Holy Son of the Storm.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

As soon as the front foot stepped into the thunder sea storm, the thunderbolt power of thunderbolts thundered down like a thundersnake.

In Wang Yunshuang's eyes, he could clearly see the blue world in front of him, which only belonged to thunder and lightning, and the breath of thunder and lightning was everywhere, and it looked terrifying when it fell one after another.

Entering the whole body, Wang Yun felt a coercion that was about to suffocate coming from above his head, and at the same time, dozens of small thunderbolts seemed to aim at his body, falling in an instant.

"Hiss......"

It's impossible to say not to be afraid. Wang Yun froze in place with fear in his heart, and raised the rotten wooden stick high with both hands.

He closed his eyes tightly, just waiting for the baptism of thunder and lightning.

However, after waiting for a few seconds, the speed at which the thunder and lightning fell should have hit him a long time ago. But after more than ten seconds, Wang Yun still didn't feel the slightest change in his body.

He slowly opened his eyes and looked up with a little fear. As a result, I saw that the power of thunder and lightning that kept falling was still bombarding his body, but it didn't really hit.

Because, the rotten wooden stick he held in his hand blocked all the power of thunder and lightning for him, and it was not even damaged at all.

The power of thunder and lightning that kept falling all fell on the rotten wooden sticks. Not only was the rotten stick intact as if it could devour the power of thunder and lightning, but it also radiated blue light throughout, as if it was undergoing a metamorphosis.

"Rotten sticks, amazing?" Wang Yun looked at the rotten sticks in surprise. I thought to myself that people can make their physical bodies stronger under the tempering of the power of thunder and lightning. But rotten sticks can do it! And it seems to be more thorough than a human being.

Such a scene shocked Wang Yun. But fortunately, he was able to resist the power of thunder and lightning for him, so he was relieved.

Inside the thunderstorm, it was extremely bright, probably for a long time when the land of thunder and lightning fell, so that a layer of blue light appeared on the crimson earth below, like an enchantment, enveloping the crimson earth and forming a closed space.

Wang Yun felt numb when he walked on it, but he walked very fast. He could see the figure of the Tempest Saint Son completely, but he couldn't see the Thunderbolt Divine Grass below him.

The whole Thundersea storm is not big, and Wang Yun can almost see through it. Especially after he came in, he could see every part of the thunder sea storm. But there is no thunder and lightning god grass at all!

It is impossible for Ma Tianjiao to deceive herself, her magical nature is too terrifying. If you don't see the Thunderbolt Divine Grass, you can only say that you can't do it, and it doesn't mean that there is really no Thunderbolt Divine Grass.

Wang Yun began to walk faster and faster, and he shuttled through the thunder sea storm. There was no one else in sight, only the Holy Son of the Tempest was concentrating on being baptized by the power of thunder and lightning.

Soon, he walked to the feet of the Tempest Son. The Holy Son of the Tempest entered the Divine Refining Body and did not notice his arrival at all.

"Strange ......"

Wang Yun looked very carefully, but he still didn't find the Thunder and Lightning Divine Grass. He couldn't help but think to himself, is it really not?

However, just as he was bewildered, a voice sounded in his head, it was Vlaland's voice.

Vlaland said, "There's a strong barrier here. It looks like there's nothing, it's blocked by an enchantment!"

"Enchantment blocking?"

Suddenly, Wang Yun's heart thumped. He instantly seemed to realize something, and actually looked up directly.

It doesn't matter. looked at it, but it made his heart beat even more violently. I saw that the Holy Son of the Wind above his head actually opened his eyes and looked at him with a slight smile.

"What a powerful young man, he can isolate the power of thunder and lightning. "The Holy Son of the Wind is still refining his body, but he is not affected at all, and the whole person is exactly the same as an ordinary person.

Hearing the words of the Holy Son of the Tempest, Wang Yun's face became extremely gloomy. Isn't this completely cold? Can he still be alive when he encounters the Holy Son of the Storm? Wang Yun has already despaired in his heart.

"Young man, why don't you speak?" The Holy Son of the Storm looked at Wang Yun with a smile on his face, as if he was very surprised.

Wang Yun still didn't speak. He had thought that the Holy Son of the Tempest was entering the Divine Refining Body, and it was impossible for him to be dangerous.

But who would have thought that the Holy Son of the Tempest would not be affected......