I never knew that an ordinary thunder technique of the Dao Dao actually had such a trembling power, even if I had grown to this point, the thunder technique I could exert was amazingly powerful, but in the eyes of the upper-level cultivators, I am afraid that I could only get a good evaluation.

That's a good evaluation, that is to say, the power can be on the table, and it has amazing power, but the power is definitely not to the point of making people tremble.

But what's going on now? That thunder and lightning, just a flash of lightning, my soul is trembling, I believe in my own spiritual sense, the innate judgment of danger, the power contained in this thunderball is amazing!

I just thought about it simply, but I started to laugh at myself again, is this compression simple? The requirements for spiritual consciousness are extreme, and the idea of this magic is definitely not something that any modern sect can have!

I was a little excited to pinch the last trick and release this powerful thunderbolt, but my inner will began to stop me again, this is not the limit, this is definitely not the limit, don't forget to sharpen yourself at any opportunity.

I couldn't resist my heart at all, and almost subconsciously pinched my hand again, and once again infinitely compressed this thunderball.

This kind of compression is much slower than just now, and every little result is accompanied by extreme care, and my brain is dizzy to the extreme, and I feel like if I am given a little stimulation, I will vomit the same as the limit. I'm asking myself if I can still pinch the trick!

Is it the limit now? I'm asking myself again, isn't it, is your brain fainting because it can't take it?

I can't stop, I can't stop at all, during this period, the stupid tiger called me three times, two of which called my brother, urging me, and the last time, I directly called a big brother Cheng Yi Its thoughts gave people a voice that originally felt like a young man who was sven but irritable, if you want to describe it as in "Water Margin", Hua Rong called Brother Song Jiang that feeling.

But at the last time, all I experienced was the stupid tiger's anxious irritability, which was almost unbearable, anxious, and afraid that I would be hurt.

And at this time, the thunderball in my contemplation world has been compressed to the size of a basketball and a half, and my compression trick is that I can no longer pinch my legs are shaking, and I feel that as long as I go any further, my whole body will fall with a bang, and the thunder and lightning of these episodes will also disperse.

At this time, the wind has formed a large whirlwind in the cave, and the wind that has been poured in has blown to the limit, and the dampness of the rain has also reached the limit, although there are no cumulus clouds, no pouring rain, but every breath, I feel a layer of water droplets on the nasal membrane, and even the sackcloth on the body has become moist.

I heard my own sigh, and it was almost unsatisfactory, I seemed to see a certain realm, which was to quickly compress the more powerful thunder trick into the size of a ping pong ball in a short period of time, and the rotating thunderball, every trace of electric spark flow, is to make people's souls directly awe.

It's a pity that I can't do this, thinking like this, I finally began to pinch the thunder trick With the completion of the thunder trick, this thunderbolt that was compressed into a half basketball size was finally burst out!

Because it is compressed to the limit, such thunder and lightning will pour out smoothly under the traction of a thunder trick.

At that moment, there seemed to be a second of silence in the whole cave, and then, a huge light pierced through the dim cave in front of my eyes, and flashed directly into my eyes, so that I could not see clearly for a moment.

I subconsciously closed my eyes, but I heard a deafening sound, thunder and lightning erupted in this small cave, although these thunderbolts will definitely not hurt me, but I still feel the hair of the hair involved in the electricity erect stupid tiger at this moment rushed towards me, directly hid in the depths of my soul.

I felt my nasal cavity warm and warm, and then two streams of fluid poured out, and I sat down uncontrollably, my whole brain numb.

But when he reopened his eyes, he saw countless blue and golden electric dragons dancing in the cave, and the patches of fierce ghosts were wiped out under such powerful thunder and lightning

Is that really right? I reached out and wiped my nose, only to find that it was really a nosebleed just now, if it wasn't for the pressure on my brain to the limit, how could I feel this way? I smiled wryly, looked at those terrible ghosts that were in ashes, and asked myself, is this really, really good?

But my inner mind firmly told me that it should be like this, and that there should be no reincarnation of powerful ghosts, and that it is better to be wiped out at once than to stay here and suffer from the trials of others.

Due to the exhaustion of my brain, I don't bother to think about what is right and which is wrong, although this is a 'fireworks' event, under one move, I have destroyed so many powerful ghosts, which is a shocking result, but I just look numbly, watch

I don't know how long it took to go, the thunder and lightning flying in this cave finally gradually subsided, and the cave was quiet, except for the locked ghost king lying on the ground, there was no longer a ghost in the cave, but there were still some ghosts outside the cave, and they should have escaped from the cave just now.

It would be a desolation to describe this place as a drowsy head, and at this time, the silly tiger once again burst out of my soul, and I received its clear idea to fight the ghost king again, and it strongly wanted to devour the ghost king.

I just said a simple 'um', and closed my eyes, if the Silly Tiger and the Ghost King were still evenly matched opponents before, and now the Ghost King who has nowhere to escape when he is bombarded by thunder and lightning (because he is bound), where is the opponent of the Silly Tiger?

I didn't see how they were fighting, it was only for a short time, and after hearing the ghost king howl a few times, and then there was no sound, I felt the devouring of the silly tiger as the hunger that connected to the soul slowly disappeared

Next, the Silly Tiger returned to the depths of my soul and began to sleep again, but this time before falling asleep, I felt the Silly Tiger's thoughts, and it told me that this time it would not sleep for too long, it needed a little time to digest, and it had devoured no less than 20 powerful ghosts just now, and devoured a ghost king.

And I also know that for the silly tiger, even if it is a powerful ghost, it is much stronger than the ghost heads it once devoured, because it is a complete soul and has not been deliberately refined! As for the ghost king, not to mention the 'nourishment' for the silly tiger.

Here, I felt the stupid tiger's anxiety, but what was the hurry, the stupid tiger didn't express anything to me, but hid in the deepest part of the soul, and I had no way to perceive it.

Sister Jenny said, "If I can't walk a few steps here, I'll die without a place to be buried." But the funny thing is that I almost killed the powerful ghosts before this first gate, plus a ghost king, and there are only a few scattered and scattered no more than 10 of them, so is this considered a trial that ruined the veins of the snowy mountains?

I also know that my state should be that my brain has endured to the limit, which means that my mental power and mystical spiritual sense have been depleted, and I feel that I need to sleep, but even if there are only dozens of ghosts scattered here, it is definitely not a place to sleep.

I staggered to my feet, step by step to the bronze gate behind the locked ghost king, and found that the door was only blocked from this side with a copper beam, I just pushed it open, and I could enter the next place.

It's not as lively as this level of ghost-filled caves.

I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then reached out and grabbed the copper beam, but a dizziness of my brain made me sit down on the ground again, anyway, I have come here, and I am not in a hurry to take a little time, I feel that I really need to rest for a while, and the existence of the silly tiger makes me feel a trace of comfort and warmth when walking alone in it, and a great sense of security.

Here, there is no concept of the passage of time at all, I closed my eyes, I just wanted to close my eyes and recuperate, but I really fell asleep in a groggy sleep, when I woke up from the dream, this cave was still dim and cold, and I didn't feel how long it had been, but those ghosts didn't come to harass me, probably because I was frightened by the huge change just now, or I was afraid of the reappearance of the stupid tiger.

After such a break, I was in much better shape, at least the groggy feeling was gone, and I took a deep breath and stood up, ready to push open the door that continued to face down.

But at this moment, my own heart told me that none of these ghosts in the cave should be left, or let the stupid tiger devour them, because it is also a disaster for the world to release them.

What kind of mind, what kind of will? Is it a Taoist boy? I don't think I've been used to talking to him because I've been with him for so long.

So what exactly is this?