The various changes in the outside world, Leng Qiu, who is running the exercises at full strength, don't know at all.

The whole mind completely sank into the spinal cord and continued to refine.

It wasn't until they became like spines, as white as jade, mixed with a faint color of blood, that they could not stop.

It was also at this moment that he discovered that the thirty-three Dao Palaces, under the action of the spinal cord, had turned into huge Dao Palaces that were overlapping and stacked on top of each other.

Along with the mind, they can line up in a straight line, or they can converge together, and they can transform into any other shape.

It's no longer like before, siloed, unrelated, and independent.

At this moment, he felt a huge change in his spiritual power, like his own eyes, penetrating the buildings around him, and seeing everything within a kilometer.

I saw the palace maid changing clothes, I saw ants crawling, I saw butterflies flapping their wings, and I also saw the nine-colored divine thunder in the sky.

"This is the power of the divine soul? How is it possible! The qualification has been improved again!"

Leng Qiu himself was shocked, but he didn't expect to cultivate his divine soul and feel the improvement of his qualifications at the same time.

Divine Soul, when it can really be cultivated successfully, it is after the Four-Polarized Dragon Realm Sevenfold.

Unthinkable!

At the same time, Leng Qiu found that the true yuan in his body could no longer be controlled, and he was like a bamboo, opening the Tongtian Pillar in the Dao Palace, and wanted to soar straight into the sky and officially step into the Quadrupolar Dragon Realm!

The change came so quickly that he was caught off guard.

More terrifying changes followed, and the nine-colored divine clouds in the sky brewed out thunder as thick as an arm, and fell rapidly.

The speed is so fast that it leaves only a shadow in the eyes of people.

"Boom ......"

With a burst of explosions, the formation guarding the sky above the palace was instantly broken.

"Boom ......"

The explosion continued, and the divine thunder continued, reaching the palace!

The Fan Saihua Dormitory, where Leng Qiu was located, fell apart in an instant, turned into boundless fragments, and flew in all directions!

In his spiritual sense, Fan Saihua in the sky and Leaning Red and Green outside the palace all changed dramatically and rushed quickly.

As the palace dissipated, all the people in the palace could see the nine-colored divine thunder falling towards Leng Qiu, who was sitting cross-legged on the big bed.

And he is still cultivating, defenseless, and he does not dodge or dodge.

"Woohoo!"

Da Bai's white hair exploded, and he looked up to the sky and shouted.

"Click, click, click......"

A series of explosions came, and I saw nine thunderbolts, falling on Leng Qiu.

In an instant, the body that could compete with the holy weapon exploded one wound after another, blood splattered, muscles shattered, and bones as white as jade could be seen.

It was the first time since Leng Qiu entered the Ancient Desert that he had suffered such a heavy injury, and he immediately screamed angrily.

"Ah...... Thief, you dare to hurt me!"

With a roar, his body rushed into the sky like an arrow.

The roar spread throughout the entire imperial city of panic.

Many warriors put down the things in their hands and rushed out of the house one after another, just in time to see the scene of Leng Qiu rushing into the sky with anger, sprinkling blood.

The key is that he doesn't pay attention to it, which really makes many women secretly spurn, but they have to watch it.

Because, he was the voice coming from the direction of the palace.

"Oh my God, who is he, he actually rushed towards the nine-colored thundercloud, it feels terrible to be so far away!"

"Dare to scold the thief, what a reckless character, the real lawlessness!"

"Shhh, be quiet, he is the peerless powerhouse who helped the empress ascend the throne, and even the masters of the Eight Palace Realm were killed by him!"

When I saw that it was cold autumn, all kinds of discussions sounded one after another, and I deeply knew how powerful the cold autumn was.

And there are more people in the palace who know him, such as Fan Chenghe, the prince of the Zhen Palace, the ancestor of the Fan family, and so on.

They were all masters of the Eight Palace Realm, and when they saw Leng Qiu's speed and domineering, they felt the oppression in their hearts.

It is obviously the same realm, but the difference in combat effectiveness is huge, beyond imagination.

Fan Chenghe, the prince of Hezhen Palace, and others appeared beside Fan Saihua and asked with a solemn expression:

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with him?"

Where did Fan Saihua know, she could only shake her head and look at the sky with a worried face.

The ancestor of the Fan family appeared, looked at the sky with cloudy eyes, and said with horror:

"Nine-colored divine thunder, specializing in fighting demons! It proves that Leng Qiu has cultivated an incredible technique, and God will destroy him!"

His words made the Fan family present instantly feel cold and afraid.

Fight the demons!

It represents not only demons, but also terrifying combat power.

Among the many people in the imperial city, some people knew that Leng Qiu had cultivated a terrifying exercise, and he was punished by heaven, so he took the opportunity to pass the news in all directions.

The news that Leng Qiu was struck by lightning spread to various sects like wings.

For everything below, Leng Qiu didn't know anything, and flew in the air, just didn't want to affect Fan Saihua's palace.

At the same time, I wanted to rush over and directly shattered the dark clouds in the sky.

It's just that his idea is too bizarre to do it.

The True Yuan in the body was impacting the Quadruple Polarized Dragon Realm, unable to operate outside, let alone shatter the thunder.

Everything can only rely on a strong body to resist, and even the exercises cannot be used, in the impact realm.

Fortunately, after cultivating the Baxia Technique, the Ancient Devouring Sutra, even if the True Yuan is not running, the body is still healing rapidly.

If you look inward, you can see the four poles of a Dao Palace, each with a white jade pillar, constantly emerging, leading to the unknown sky heights.

That's the four poles of the human body!

As long as they open up a piece of heaven and earth, they have entered the four-polar dragon realm.

As for the dragon, it is a four-limbed dragon, condensing the qi of a true dragon, and has a power of more than 100 million.

The only thing that can make him feel fortunate is that the progress is fast, and the four poles are almost complete.

But the bombardment of the nine-colored divine thunder from the outside world did not stop in the slightest.

At the end of each divine thunder, there are eight more trails to follow, continuously, and sometimes they will attack together.

On the body, the skin is open and the flesh is open, the wound is blackened everywhere, the wound is deep and the bone is visible, and the blood does not stop.

Drops of golden blood kept falling to the ground, smashing pieces of houses, but there was no way.

He tried his best to move out of the imperial city, to an open area on the outskirts, and finally had no scruples.

The warriors in the imperial city, the royal Fan Saihua and the others all followed behind him and moved outside.

Dabai kept following, but he couldn't fly into the sky, he just stopped screaming.

The target of the nine-colored heavenly thunder is Leng Qiu, which does not do any harm to others, and even looks extremely dazzling, like a dazzling light outside the sky, extremely beautiful.

However, Fan Saihua didn't have the heart to appreciate it at all, and all her thoughts were focused on Leng Qiu, and she didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

If it is true that she will die as the ancestor said, then her future will be very difficult, and she may even be buried with her.

Leng Qiu has offended too many people, and she will not be allowed to live easily.

Many thoughts swirled in my heart, and my eyes were focused on my master.

Watching his pieces of flesh fall, blood flowing, my heart was distressed.

The two daughters of Yihong and Cui are almost like tearful people, worried about their masters, but they can't help, so they can only watch.

This is an unimaginable catastrophe.