On the third layer of Little Razor, every step forward requires exhaustion of all body strength.

The thunder power here is incomparably strong, and the warriors who are in this place will feel that what they breathe is not air, but thunder and lightning.

Xiao Lei Ze is not a miniature version of Lei Ze, the abundance of spiritual power here is directly after the real Lei Ze, and it can be called a holy place for cultivating thunder martial arts, no wonder the disciples of the Hidden Thunder Mountain five hundred years ago would choose to use this place as a cultivation ground.

Being in the extremely spiritual world of thunder, the thunder beast mark on Ling Xiao's body cheered and swirled in his body, and there was a tendency to rush out and directly absorb the power of thunder.

Lei Qian Jiuxiao Gong is worthy of being the best martial art that has been optimized by the Heaven Replenishing Technique, and it is also extremely fast, and the speed is amazingly fast, forming a mysterious aura of thunder power outside Ling Xiao's body, and always refining his martial body with the pure power of Xiao Lei Ze.

"It turns out that this is the mystery of Lei Qian's Nine Heavens. ”

Ling Xiao pondered, he finally understood why the master let him come to the third layer of Xiao Lei Ze, the martial artist who really possessed the Thunder Diving Nine Heavens Gong could be said to be like entering a no-man's land among Xiao Lei Ze, this was the back garden of those who had practiced this exercise!

Lei Xuan Immortal Venerable does not seem to be a worry-free master, when he used the great mana and great magic power to condense the little Lei Ze, he made a modification to the little Lei Ze, and the martial artists who have practiced the Thunder Diving Nine Heavens Skill can enter the Nine Layers of Thunder Ze at will here, but it must be after the Thunder Diving Nine Heavens Skill reaches a certain height.

He was so partial to the disciples of Qianlei Mountain, and prepared a big gift of Xiao Lei Ze for the disciples of Qianlei Mountain, but it was a pity that his disciples didn't understand until now. As for the disciples of the Hidden Thunder Mountain Sect, they were only used to cover up the secrets of the deeper parts of this little Lei Ze

When he reached the third layer, Ling Xiao walked quite freely, except for the crackling of his bones by the gravity that was several times stronger here, there was no major problem.

As for Qin Ze, he began to seem to be running out of energy, now that his Dao foundation was broken, he had been doing his best to urge his cultivation every moment since this day, and because when Ling Xiao and other innate realm martial artists were fighting, he could also make a contribution.

In the end, he had to take Ling Xiao, a martial artist who only had the Six Heavens of the Body Refining Realm, to cross the second layer of the entire Little Lei Ze, and he had to face the thunder insect tide calculated by hundreds of millions of trillions, and he repeatedly squeezed the broken Dao Foundation, feeling that the Dao Ji in his body was already like a dangerous egg, and it could be destroyed at any time.

Now, on the third layer of Xiao Lei Ze, Qin can still walk like an ordinary person, and no part of his body exudes spiritual power.

However, the thunder that often fell from time to time, as if there was no such person as him in this world, turned a blind eye to him, and Ling Xiao secretly stammered.

The third floor of Xiao Razor is indeed inaccessible, and he has not seen a single figure after walking for a long time.

The sky is extremely clear, there are patches of clouds floating, only sometimes thunder falls, the whole third layer is calm, the thunder falling from the sky, these thunders already have wisdom, know when to dodge, when to pick some soft persimmons to pinch.

"It's like the third layer of the Haiyan River is clear, how can that insect egg be so jealous here......"

Ling Xiao muttered, his eyes full of confusion, when he entered the third layer before, the mysterious insect eggs parasitic in his ring were extremely repulsive.

Now that Ling Xiao has really entered the third layer of Xiao Lei Ze, the insect egg is completely hidden, and he doesn't dare to reveal the slightest breath, and he doesn't know what he is hiding.

When Ling Xiao was about to summon the eggs hidden in the Na Ring, it suddenly seemed to sense something that was extremely attractive to it, and took the initiative to fly out of the Na Ring and flew into the distance.

But this one, which was already the size of a cow's egg, black and hard as a stone, flew forward for hundreds of meters, rolling in a brightly colored field.

There were countless clouds of smoke floating out of the crops in the field, converging towards the insect eggs, and they were all absorbed by it, and the crops that had absorbed the essence of life suddenly withered, but it was a pity that they had been raised in vain for so long.

"I only came here half a month ago, why did that guy come here again today, and let people not grow crops. ”

Suddenly, a sturdy old man dressed as a farmer walked towards this side shirtless, his eyes were full of sadness, and he looked at the crop that had been absorbed by the eggs of the worm, and almost cried bitterly.

The third layer of power of this little Lei Ze is unpredictable, even if a strong person in the innate realm enters here, he can only support it hard, how can there be a farmer living here.

Ling Xiao, who was in doubt, speculated, followed the sound, and saw the old vegetable farmer walking towards him, he was slightly stunned, revealing a meaningful smile.

The old vegetable farmer didn't know Ling Xiao and Qin, so he stopped paying attention to them after seeing them, walked to the crop with his head down, and squatted down, holding the colorful ears of wheat and weeping secretly.

"That damn guy, I used to just eat some thunder fruits, but now it's good, even the colorful fairy ears I planted ......"

The eggs have returned to the ring, and they are contented to absorb the abundant energy they have just absorbed.

Ling Xiao looked at the old farmer squatting on the ground with a smile, bowed down and bowed: "Ling Xiao, a disciple of Thunder Cloud Pavilion Hidden Thunder Mountain, has seen his predecessors. ”

"Ling Xiao?"

The old farmer turned his head violently and stared at Ling Xiao like a frightened bird, as if he was frightened by Ling Xiao. But after taking a closer look at Ling Xiao's face, the old farmer was obviously relieved, shook his head, and sighed as he held the ears of wheat he had planted again.

He still muttered: "Fortunately, it's just the same name...... I almost scared the old man to death. ”

Ling Xiao smiled and said, "Senior, we are really fated, do you have a friend with the same name as me? Maybe he and I can become close friends." ”

"Dear friend? ”

The old peasant stood up, stretching his upper body slightly, his strong skeletal muscles looking extremely well-proportioned and strong in the sun, and it was hard to believe that this was the foundation of an old man with a wrinkled face.

He laughed: "The guy with the same name as you is a hypocrite, with a vicious heart, even if his cultivation is weak, even his mind is very weak, he has been dead for a while, and you can't see him." ”

The corners of Ling Xiao's mouth twitched, staring at the old farmer in front of him seriously, trying his best to wrap the color on his face more amazingly, and it was gorgeous.

He thought to himself, this guy didn't know he was still alive, thought he was dead, and just made a big fuss here.

It seems that running from Shenzhou to the wilderness and seclusion will indeed make people change, but the old farmer's grudge against him has never subsided.

At that time, the old farmer did not know how much he suffered under his hands......

The old farmer in front of him, who lived in seclusion on the third layer of Xiao Lei Ze, was the Qingxiang Xianjun of the Three Sages Sect, and he was a friend of Ling Xiao's previous life.

Back then, Ling Xiao was amazingly talented at a young age, crisscrossing the Longyun Continent, and his cultivation was higher than this Qingxiang Xianjun, who was already more than 100 years old.

He knew that what Qingxiang Xianjun said just now was some angry words, after all, he had waited so long for Ling Xiao in his previous life, and he also wanted to follow when he was chased and killed by Yun Lanzong, but was stopped by Ling Xiao, and he still can't let go of this matter.

"Ling Xiao! come and plow the land for the old man!"

The old farmer was in a good mood, and suddenly said to Ling Xiao with a cold face, pointed to the colorful wheat ears in front of him, and motioned for Ling Xiao to continue plowing the land.

Ling Xiao nodded slightly, it was hard to object, and he didn't dare to refuse, so he could only pick up the hoe that he focused on building and float on the soil of the plot under the gaze of the old farmer.

"Ling Xiao! This Flame Phoenix Tree here has borne fruit, hurry up and pick the fruit!"

Taking advantage of Ling Xiao's busy dizziness, the old farmer suddenly said that he really regarded Ling Xiao as an attendant for him.

The old peasant was so happy that he was so happy that he was very happy.

Ling Xiao was very clear, wasn't this old man very happy to think that he could make the person "Ling Xiao" shake his head because he could call him?

Back then, Ling Xiao often called the Blue Elephant Xianjun back and forth in his previous life, and it seemed that because of these things, the Green Elephant Xianjun felt a deep malice, and now he happened to meet a person with the same name, so he didn't hurry up to take revenge.

Qingxiang Xianjun originally just wanted to teach Ling Xiao a lesson, but he didn't expect to have so many topics with Ling Xiao!

He looked at Ling Xiao, as if he had opened a conversation, and said a lot of complaints.