In the white world, thunderstorms roar and rage.

And in the center of the gathering of thunder and storms, Jun Yi was sitting tremblingly.

The severing of the thunder outside his body, the pain of tearing in his body, made his face hideous.

Not only that, but his face, and even his entire body, were covered with a layer of pure white fine lines, and there were also small thunderbolts that exploded wildly.

These cobweb-like marks are actually making Jun Yi's flesh crack constantly.

The pain torn by the thunder rift, and the thunder that kept exploding in his mouth, made Jun Yi unable to roar, so he could only bear it silently.

Even though Jun Yi has endured a lot of suffering and torture in the past thousand years, it is still much worse than the countless thunders in this body, the pain of madness and tearing.

At this moment, Jun Yi's mind was blank, and he had no other thoughts except pain, and his consciousness was gradually withering, all supported by his will.

"This !!"

Yun Shenshu's old face trembled, he kept patting his thighs, and his mouth was full of despair: "It's over, it's over, it's over, this kid is too reckless!"

"How... How can you be so careless!?"

Seeing this, Concubine Luo on the side clenched her hands, her pretty face turned completely pale, and she directly interrupted Yun Shenshu's shouting and shouted: "Old Shu, hurry, you quickly find a way to help Brother Jun!"

"Somehow to help him?"

Yun Shenshu looked at Concubine Luo, his eyes were round, and his hands kept folding and patting: "We are all unable to protect ourselves now, how can we help him?"

On his side, Yuan Shi Xianmu also shook his head and sighed: "Alas, although the two of us are born strange trees, the thunder spirit mist is not ordinary thunder, and we also have natural restraint, so we can't do anything at all." ”

"Moreover, once Jun Boy collapses and dies, I am afraid that we will also follow closely and be buried here. ”

Hearing this, Concubine Luo's mind roared, her delicate body shook suddenly, and her eyes were empty and she murmured weakly: "Is there really no way?"

Yun Shenshu lamented and flicked his sleeves, and the Yuan Shi Xianmu also looked up to the sky and closed his eyes, obviously unable to think of any way, it seemed that he was in a catastrophe.

"I didn't expect that I was going to..."

"Hum..."

At this time, an abrupt tremor interrupted Yun Shenshu's sad monologue, making the eyes of the three of them subconsciously look over.

I saw Jun Yi's body, but at this moment, it was strangely twisted, and there was a long white river lingering, as if guarding him, blocking the storm turned by the thunder and spiritual mist, so that he could not enter an inch.

In just a few breaths, the thunderstorm has covered the sky and the sun, which is a hundred feet in size.

But in front of the pure white river, which was no longer than a foot long, he didn't dare to offend at all, so that the thunder roaring and raging inside was obediently retracted.

"What's going on?"

In the sea of knowledge, Yun Shenshu and Yuan Shi Xianmu were full of sluggishness, unable to understand the scene in front of them at all, but Concubine Luo didn't care about these at all, but always paid attention to Jun Yi's safety.

Perhaps it was the protection of the long river of pure whiteness that made Jun Yi's cracked marks all over his body become stable, but he still did not recover and still maintained his cracked appearance.

In Jun Yi's body, thunder exploded from time to time, wantonly destroying the flesh and tearing it apart.

Time passed, and I don't know how long it was, not only did this unscrupulousness anger Jun Yi, but it still made him ease up, and he actually let his body meridians begin to give birth to strange changes.

In Jun Yi's body, the torn flesh slowly squirmed, the meridians trembled, and the blood qi surged, and then manifested the phantoms of Jiuying, Bai Ze, and the Kiss of the Moon, and began to suppress the thunder.

Here, it's like a small world of its own, where fierce battles are constantly taking place.

At the same time, each is also consuming.

However, the thunder spirit mist that poured into Jun Yi's body was limited after all, and it was also replenished by the long river of pure whiteness, but the flesh and blood in Jun Yi's body occupied a favorable position, and he could constantly reshape the three phantoms.

In the intervening years, the thunder spirit mist in Jun Yi's body became less and less, and not only that, but the thunder spirit fog that had been suppressed was submerged in the flesh and blood, making him stronger and stronger.

Just when the thunder spirit mist in Jun Yi's body was about to be completely suppressed, the long river of pure white that lingered outside it began to circulate again.

However, this time, it was different from before, but took the initiative to open a hole, and let the thunderstorm entrenched outside pour into the body.

Suddenly, Jun Yi's body became a battlefield again, and a new round of torture began.

This state seems to be endless, and the cycle repeats.

In the sea of knowledge, Yun Shenshu's face was full of shock, and he looked at the scene in front of him incredulously: "This kid's methods are weird, and he has actually begun to refine the thunder spirit mist?"

And it was done in batches, each time raising the upper limit of what he could bear. ”

"Whew..."

Hearing Yun Shenshu speak, Yuan Shi Xianmu also spit out a breath of turbidity, and said in surprise: "It's incredible, the things that exist in his body are really extraordinary. ”

"But, this thing is on his body, and I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse..."

Hearing this, Yun Shen Shu also recovered from the shock, pondering the meaning of Yuan Shi Xianmu's words, and there was a strong worry in his words.

"At least for now, it's not a disaster. "Qiyin

The words of the Yuan Shi Xianmu responded that Yun Shenshu was slightly stunned, nodded thoughtfully, said no more, and then quietly watched the development of the situation.

In the white world, the thunder is still the same.

In particular, the long river of pure white that lingered outside Jun Yi once again gave way to the gap, which I don't know how many times it was repeated, wanting to lead the storm of thunder and spiritual mist condensation into Jun Yi's body.

Dozens of times before, or even hundreds of times, were normal, and the Thunderstorm was also in order, but this time, this Thunderstorm was a little hesitant and no longer prepared to invade Jun Yi's body.

Not only that, but it seems to have developed a spirit and wants to retreat.

But how can the long river of pure whiteness be allowed?

It seemed to be angry, extending its pure white training, like a majestic white dragon, entrenched and rising, it was actually a domineering rolling thunder storm, and it was forced to stuff it into Jun Yi's body.

In this way, Jun Yi once again entered the state of refining.

But the thunderstorm that gathered in the air had shrunk a lot, and together with his size, it had shrunk by more than ten times, and it was not much bigger than the Pure White River.

At this moment, the thunderstorm seems to be afraid of being bullied by the pure white river, not only does it not have a sense of domineering, but it is also a little shrunken, like a child who has been bullied by an adult, squatting in the corner, whimpering incessantly.

Seeing this scene, Yun Shenshu and Yuan Shi Xianmu were dumbfounded, and they couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, but Concubine Luo's face was full of joy, and her mood finally relaxed.

With Jun Yi's refining, the marks on his body that were torn apart by the thunder also began to close.

Especially when the refining is about to be completed this time, the traces on it are only fine white stripes, and they can be restored as if the white mangs fade.

At the same time, the long river of pure white rose and fell again, faintly indicating that the thunder storm had entered Jun Yi's body.

But this time, the thunderstorm didn't agree, and began to run out with his figure, swinging the surrounding thunder waves, wanting to stay away from the devil of the long river of pure whiteness.

But how can the long river of pure white agree? The extended horse training directly meandered and exploded, winding towards the thunder storm, just to tear it back.

At this moment, the thunder storm shook suddenly, quickly retracted, gathered into a ball, and then exploded fiercely, but some warriors blew themselves up.

It's just that the difference is that the Thunderstorm still exists, but it has languished a lot, and even its size has shrunk again, and now it is not much bigger than Jun Yi himself.

The purpose of the training extended by the long river of pure white was clear, and he did not choose to stop because of this, and directly rolled it out of the thunderstorm, and then pulled it back.

However, before the long river of pure white stuffed it into Jun Yi's body, he felt a burst of fine raindrops fall and lap on Jun Yi's skin.

"Boom!"

At the moment when the raindrops touched Jun Yi's skin, there was a terrifying thunder that exploded, enveloping a thick frenzy of destruction, raging endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, Jun Yi was covered.

At the same time, the thunderstorm that was entwined by the long river of pure white, seemed to have an opportunity to take advantage of, and it actually broke free from the shackles, escaped into the air, and swept away not far away, but did not leave.

"Zheng..."

Suddenly, the trembling sound of the long sword in the thunder drizzle suddenly came out, and I saw a bright white light tearing through the thousands of drizzles, cutting through the front of the thunder storm and slashing Jun Yi's location.

"Boom!"

But at the moment when the thunder sword slashed, in the thunder that engulfed Jun Yi, there was a big white hand clenched into a fist, shaking away the drizzle falling in all directions, and it slammed together.

The two collided, the fist was solid, as white as jade, and it was actually a raw thunder sword, which made it shatter and fall into the thunder drizzle.

At this time, the long river of pure white that lingered around Jun Yi converged and condensed, and at the moment of retracting the big punch that was blasted, a majestic figure appeared, exactly the same as Jun Yi, it was the Holy Aspect of Heavenly Punishment.

Standing in the pure white space transformed by thunder, the Heavenly Punishment Saint was like a god, and the moment it appeared, it actually made the thunder in all directions silent, and they didn't dare to roar.

The thunderstorm that rolled down in the sky slowed down the speed of rotation, and together with the falling thunder and drizzle, they all stagnated in the air, as if they were still, and they did not dare to fall.

The Heavenly Punishment Saint's eyes containing the majesty of thunder slowly raised, and his gaze staggered over the side of the thunder storm and looked at the distant sky behind him.

"Whoa..."

This gaze seemed to have touched something, so that in the silence, there was a sound of a long river flowing, which came slowly from the place where the Heavenly Punishment Holy Eye could see.

"How could it be !!"

Suddenly, Jun Yizhi shook violently in the sea.

Yun Shenshu was so shocked that he even unconsciously pulled off a strand of long beard, and he didn't even know it, and his eyes were all staring blankly at the flowing river.

Even the Yuan Shi Xianmu opened his mouth wide and stiffly forgot to close it.

I saw the long river meandering and flowing, from far to near, like a long white snake, slowly crawling, entrenched in front of the Heavenly Punishment Saint, converging into a pool of pure white water.

Faintly, there was still water flowing in the water mass, and even a trace of thunder flashed.

Just by looking at it, you can know that the fierce power of the thunder brewing inside is far more than that of the thunder storm, or even more than ten times more than it, and it cannot be compared at all.

The Heavenly Punishment Saint stared at the thunder water mass in front of him, his majestic eyes slowly drooped, and then he spoke gently, as if he was out of Jun Yi's control, and there was an unquestionable voice independently.

"The Thunder Spiritual Liquid is just right to nourish my body. ”