It's like a dream.

Ilan opened his eyes, and into his eyes, it was Curry and Prince Parson nervously guarding his side. And the remaining dozen or so Bronze Palace disciples were trying to defend against the purple thunder that was constantly attacking.

I don't know how much time has passed, but the momentum of the purple thunder has not weakened in the slightest. However, it didn't increase much, and they were fairly easy to defend.

However, the depths of the main hall are still thunderous and terrifying.

"Ahem, Your Royal Highness the Prince, Curry, thank you for your hard work, nothing happened, right?" Ilan looked a little embarrassed. He also didn't expect that after the divine consciousness entered the body of the thunder giant, although he had insight into the general situation of the entire hall, he also exhausted his spiritual power and fell into a state of exhaustion, fortunately, there was no accident in the Heavenly Thunder Palace, otherwise, he would become a sinner, you know, this time, his responsibility department is extremely important, in addition to finding the Holy Spirit Fruit for Parsonde, he also has to find an opportunity to break the second seal on the Harila continent, which is also the most important thing, and there is no room for error.

"Everything is the same, nothing has changed. This purple thunder offensive has neither deteriorated nor improved, we have worked hard for a long time, but it is still difficult to move an inch. It's annoying. Curry smiled bitterly and shook his head, facing the sea of thunder like an abyss, he was a little desperate, no wonder there are so many geniuses on the continent who can dominate outside the Holy Spirit Valley, but once they enter this Holy Spirit Space, they will often sink into the sand and die with a whimper. Not to mention the fruit of the Holy Spirit from it. He was a little bit of a retreater.

"It doesn't matter, there's always a way. By the way, how long have I been in a coma? ”

"One day and one night."

"It's been so long."

"yes, what the hell is going on with you? How could he be unconscious? Curry is very curious, you must know that Ilan's strength he has personally experienced, it is estimated that if the hole cards are exhausted, he may not be able to survive a round under Ilan's men, it is definitely the result of a second kill, but such a strong teammate is actually in a coma here for no reason, it really confuses him. Of course, Parson and the rest of the Bronze Palace disciples also cast puzzled eyes.

"There was a bit of an accident here, I originally wanted to use my divine sense to investigate the situation of the entire hall, but as a result, I found a secret location, and I gained a lot, perhaps, we have a chance to pass this first level unscathed." Ilan was a little embarrassed, but he quickly disguised it.

"You can really get through this sea of thunder safely."

"Only, of course, a little trouble. I'll take care of it, though. Ilan stood up, his body full of life, and his mental strength increased slightly. He stepped forward, quickly stepped out of the shield, and plunged headlong into the sea of thunder. "You wait here for a while, and I'll come when I go."

He was so fast that he disappeared from Parson and Curry's vision in the blink of an eye.

As he deepened, the power of the purple thunder gradually increased, but although these thunders possessed extremely powerful destructive power, they obviously could not pose a threat to him. You must know that although he is still not a god, he can only be regarded as a pseudo-god, however, his body has been tempered countless times, and its solidity is comparable to that of a sub-god, and his soul has surpassed the realm of pseudo-gods.

Although the power of the thunder on the periphery is strong and indestructible, for him, it is like a drizzle, and it can't set off much wind and waves.

Facing the thunder, his figure sped forward in the main hall, like a gale.

The wind was swift and striking, and he walked through the halls and corridors, and the surrounding columns. The deeper it went, the deeper the purple thunder became, gradually like slurry water, trying to stop the pace.

However, obviously, after advancing to the pseudo-gods, Ilan's strength has reached an unbelievable level.

I saw his figure swaying slightly, and a series of fine lights and shadows appeared in the air, and these lights and shadows were finely arranged, as if they were frozen in the main hall.

Afterimage step.

Performed the ultimate afterimage step.

Each afterimage resembles a real person, with a clear face and the aura of Elan, making it impossible to tell which one is the real one.

After entering the Heavenly Thunder Palace, it was as if he had entered an alternative time and space.

Everything is tall.

The dome of the temple is like the blue sky.

And each room is like an ancient and tall building, although these buildings are simple, but all of them exude a powerful momentum, obviously, their owners are ancient powerhouses.

Ilan walked through the buildings as if no one was around, and it had been silent for too long, with no sign of life, only the power of boundless thunder. Piercing the sky and the earth like an arrow, destroying all foreign forces.

He wanted to get some objects that could channel purple thunder, but the buildings in front of him were too large for him to try, and even his current strength would not be able to remove some of the parts from the building anytime soon.

Their defensive shield is too strong.

However, he needed a simpler object.

Maybe they don't need to dismantle it, they just need to be able to put it on top of their heads and make it into a huge shield, which will be enough for them to travel through the entire Thunder World.

He now has a goal, and it is not without benefit to incarnate a thunder giant and even drain his spiritual power.

He's fast, though, and the goal is a little far away.

It was thousands of miles away from where they were.

Wind Walk and Remnant Step alternately.

Soon, a lake appeared in front of Ilan, and in the middle of the lake was a beautiful white sailboat, the skeleton of which was solid, like gold but not gold, like wood but not wood, and it should be the skeleton of some kind of giant beast.

This lake is not very large, only a radius of more than ten miles, sparkling, and the lake water is constantly surging. However, it was not the real flow of water, but purple thunder water.

These thunder waters are very thick and exude a terrifying aura.

However, despite the surging of these thunderstorms, they were never able to enter the sailing ship.

On the skeleton of the white sailboat, wisps of purple thunder poured down towards the thunder water along the strange veins. Obviously, this sailboat also has a special structure that can channel thunder into the underground lake.

"Oh my boy, that's a good thing." Ilan's footsteps finally stopped. His eyes were fixed on the white sailboat. "At least it should be a subgod-level item, as long as you get this ancient ship in your hands, even if you can't fly through the air, it is enough to resist the boundless power of thunder."

The thunder was like rain, but the ancient ship remained immovable in the thunderstorm, regardless of the years and the thunder, but it still seemed to be unscathed. (To be continued.) )