As long as the karma is deep, the divine power of the thunder will be strengthened, and at the same time, the karmic fire will burn the soul transformed by the soul body.

The thunder spirit is not, it is a spiritual creature born from the thunder pool, and the thunder is its food, even if the divine thunder in the sky is just a gluttonous feast.

Therefore, the existence of the thunder spirit is regarded by countless monks as the creation of countless heavenly and earthly treasures, even if there is a supreme heavenly and earthly treasure, it is necessary to withstand the thunder tribulation, otherwise, it will end up with a dead end.

For this reason, the great power of Dongfeng Pavilion once intercepted a thunder pool in the thunder tribulation, and cultivated it in the place of time and space chaos, which was originally a rare thunder spirit in 10,000 years, and it could be born in a thousand years.

This is such a rare creation, even Luo Tiandian can't help but covet it, and try every means to get it into his hands, even if it costs a little more.

Therefore, Luo Tiandian and Dongfeng Pavilion are not completely of the same mind, at least in the face of such huge interests, no matter what the relationship between the two parties is, they will not make the slightest concession at all.

Now the five of them joined up with the cultivators of Dongfeng Pavilion and rushed to the thunder pool together, and after many things were ordered, they each distributed a jade talisman to ensure that they could protect themselves in the thunder pool that was chaotic in time and space.

Among the elders of Dongfeng Pavilion, an old man with white hair walked out, and with a kind face, he sent Zhu Xiu to the forbidden place of Dongfeng Pavilion, and Lei Chi was in the forbidden place.

Although the outpost can see all the conditions of the Thunder Pond and even the forbidden land, it is still very far away, as the only sect that monopolizes the Eastern Regions, it is naturally vast, not to mention that there is also a small half of the territory of the Eastern Regions.

The old man was dressed in a light blue dress, with long pure white hair hanging down from his temples, but his complexion was like that of a child, and he had a crane-haired childish face.

As soon as the dust was rolled, a pale blue breeze appeared on the soles of Zhu Xiu's feet, and after a while, they appeared on the green skin gourd, and there was no tremor in the whole process.

The cyan wind continued to gush out from the mouth of the gourd, and soon began to carry the cultivators to the Thunder Pool, and in a short time, this treasure carried dozens of monks across the sky and entered the forbidden land.

The forbidden land is blocked by continuous hills, and it is full of different styles, but most of them have a great crisis, unless it is a person of great luck, and there are very few other people who can pass through the ground safely.

A few hours later, the green gourd arrived at the thunder pool, only to see a pool of golden plasma surging, and the rising mist was filled with blazing thunder, but where the electric light passed, the earth turned into scorched earth.

The thunder pool was shrouded in a large formation, and there was no trace of thunder pulp sputtered, if it splashed such an undetectable trace, it would make the spirit plants outside turn into scorched wood.

After landing on the ground, I saw the old man's sleeve robe flicking, and the strange green skin gourd gradually shrank and turned into the size of a palm.

Aiming the gourd at the formation, he slapped it casually, and a blue wind gushed out, which was even better in terms of strength than the blue wind that flew before.

A tiny opening was opened, and at the same time, the electric mist was blown away, and a stable passage appeared in front of Zhu Xiu, reaching directly to the side of the thunder pool.

"Let's go!" The old man shouted, and the swinging sleeve robe showed a gentle wind, and led the cultivators through the formation passage.

It was not clear at a distance, but it was not until near that I realized that the pool was extraordinary, and the quaint pool showed a dull golden light, like frosted pure gold, exuding a soft brilliance.

The inner wall of the pool burst out with bright silver light in the churning of the thunder slurry, which was repeatedly refracted in the electric mist, reflecting an area, like the dazzling white light of midday.

When they arrived here, all the cultivators scattered their actions and used their own means against Lei Ling, hoping to have some permission to catch Lei Ling.

The other two casual cultivators were originally going to act with Ling Shuang, but Ling Shuang was more willing to try it on her own, after all, some methods were not suitable for appearing in front of others, and it was better to act alone.

In addition to this aspect, Ling Shuang also considered that the Dongfeng Pavilion monk who had died at his hands before, he had enough confidence to be able to retreat with his whole body, but he could not avoid the two of them being angry because of him.

In this way, it is inevitable to fight with Dongfeng Pavilion, but after all, this is a sect that can be compared with Luo Tiandian, and its heritage is unpredictable, and it cannot be estimated, even if the organs are exhausted, it will not be able to deal with it.

To sum up the above two points, Ling Shuang decided to fish Lei Ling alone, so as not to have a lot of troubles in the future.

Ling Shuang was not in a hurry to fish, but found a relatively high mound and watched the cultivators use their own methods in order to sum up their experience.

I saw a monk take out a bronze snake spear from the Qiankun bag, his breath was restrained, only the tip of the spear had a faint brilliance flowing, even that trace of brilliance was imperceptible, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

This is a treasure of ancient cultivation, the subtlety contained in it is indescribable, only the person who uses it, can perceive the power, in order to understand the domineering in it.

After retreating a few steps, he started the exercises, and after stepping out step by step, the momentum continued to accumulate, and in the last few steps, every step could stir up the wind and clouds.

Staring at it, it seemed that the whole person had turned into a spear, which complemented the ancient bronze snake spear, and the sharp breath pierced the sky.

At the same time as the whole person was gaining momentum, the bronze snake spear was also ready to attack, and the brilliance of the spear tip seemed to burst out, untying the long-standing shackles, and the snake spear at this moment was really like a poisonous snake, dormant waiting for the last moment to attack.

The thunder pool was blown up by this attack, as if a divine thunder fell from the nine heavens, cleansing the evil in the world, thousands of arcs flowed, splashing around, and the figure in the pool was faintly visible, staring at him.

Thunder Ling appeared.

This scene was naturally observed by other monks, but no one fought for it, after all, it was still two to say whether it could be caught, and a rash move not only failed to capture Lei Ling, but damaged the relationship between the two sides.

Of course, the main reason is that they are all Dongfeng Pavilion monks, and it is probably a disaster for casual cultivators to encounter Lei Ling, and it is not worth it to say that they will put their lives into it in the competition.

However, after all, there are dozens of monks, and not all of them have such good luck, and more often return empty-handed, or even get into trouble.

With the protection of the jade talisman, although it has avoided most of the bombardment of thunder and lightning, as well as the strange time and space disorder, it will still encounter the situation of being attacked by the thunder and falling into the strange time and space.

Combined with the experience of various cultivators, Ling Shuang also had a draft in his heart, looking for a remote place, Ling Shuang sat cross-legged, and many runes appeared in his palms, condensing into strands of formations, forming several formations, and imprinting them on a silver needle.

In Luo Xian's collection, there are several kinds of spiritual materials that are not afraid of thunder, Ling Shuang uses this as a fishing rod and a line, and a silver needle is hung at one end, fishing on the shore on the side of the thunder pool.