It was still dawn when Qin Wuxian woke up, but he felt that the time was wrong, it was later than before. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Although he is a noble man of the sky, Qin Wuxian gets up every day, and when he gets up, it is about three minutes.

The bed was a big bed, and it was no problem for him to pounce on four or five more and roll into two or three piles.

The large bed carved by Huanghuali is engraved with acacia pictures, and is also inlaid with agate, jadeite, pearl, tortoiseshell, etc., which is magnificent.

Lifting the Yangzhou Yunjin quilt, Qin Wuxian got out of bed, and as soon as he raised his hand, the maids on both sides immediately served him and dressed and wore boots.

Then it was to wash and clean his face, Qin Wuxian felt okay, although it couldn't be compared with when he was in Qin Wangfu, but it was also quite enjoyable.

Last night, he was pestered by the marshal of Thunder City to the nine-fold city tower at the east gate of his town, and held a banquet, he sat high and came up to toast one by one. Qin Wuxian didn't drink, he just raised the wine glass, and the "natives" of the Lei Country were as if they had picked something.

There was a commotion outside, and someone was sent out to inquire, and after a while, the person twisted his waist and ran back, and his chest was pretended to be accidentally torn off, revealing a white and greasy piece, and told Qin Wuxian in a soft voice that the envoy named Wang Ming had gone to the island.

Qin Wuxian narrowed his eyes and sneered.

Although Wang Ming is powerful, he is an ignorant and fearless guy who likes to die, and he is not afraid.

Not to mention anything else on the island, how strong the Dragon King was, Qin Wuxian knew that the ordinary Martial God was definitely not his opponent.

The Kraken is not a human, how moody it is, and seeing a whitewashed human sent to the door, killing it is simply a gift, and I think there will be perfect abuse in the future. After that, Wang Ming will deeply understand how happy life is at home.

Qin Wuxian also misses the happiness of staying in the Qin Palace.

He stayed on the upper floor of the Nine Castles at the east gate of the town for a night, not sleeping in the open air, not in an unknown restaurant inn, he had a feeling of being in the palace a little.

Let's end it all as soon as possible.

If it weren't for the uselessness of the living sacrifice, Qin Wuxian would even ask Lei Sifang to find a hundred living people to sacrifice in the Seagod Ancient Altar, even if the living sacrifice was abolished a hundred years ago in the Shenzhou Empire.

It's a pity that it is not enough to communicate with the sea god, even if it is sacrificed alive, it is necessary to burn everyone's vitality to the last moment when Haicheng falls, and then dedicate it at that time, it is the most sincere sacrifice, and there is no other way.

On the tower of the Four Seas Gate, Wang Da and Deng Yong stood side by side, looking at the turbulent sea.

Wang Da's eyes were full of strings of shellfish coins worn by snow shells, and he thought that his brother is now very capable, if he supports himself to build a caravan, only seven or eight ships are enough, and he will become the richest man in Wangjia Village in less than a year, and this is his lifelong pursuit.

Wang Da was not worried at all that something would happen to his brother's envoy to the island, because in his heart, he had no idea at all how powerful the Kraken was, but he had seen how majestic his brother was.

What Deng Yong wanted was to join the Five Thunder Gate as soon as possible.

Last night, Wuleimen held a meeting without him, which made Deng Yong feel a little disappointed. However, Deng Yong soon wanted to open it. It's not so simple to enter a martial arts sect, it's not a matter of pinching soil and inserting a few incense sticks.

It has to be strong, it has to be powerful, so that the young master can look at it, Deng Yong faces the sea and makes two movements: stretch his neck and shrink his neck.

Two years ago, Deng Yong was cheated in Xishi, and all the money on his body was exchanged for a so-called remnant.

There are only two pictures of the remnants, and Deng Yong did it according to the picture: stretching his neck and shrinking his neck. In the past two years, Deng Yong's strength has been endless.

Deng Yong remembered what the dead lady said: Suffering is a blessing.

"Thunder! thunder!"

"Look! there's thunder and lightning in the direction of the island!"

The soldiers at the head of the city shouted one by one, and soon a row stood at the head of the city, and everyone looked at the scene in the distance with horror: lightning like a waterfall, and like a golden snake dancing wildly, hanging down from the sky, the black black as if there was a big demon turning over the river and the sea, and the nearby sea water was becoming more and more turbulent.

Everyone was horrified, because they had not seen such a horrible scene for a long time.

God is angry?!

Whoa...... Heavy rain poured into the city.

At this time, Wang Ming sat quietly in the mid-mountain pavilion, and the Thunder Palace he visualized did not dare to get any closer.

Tianwei can't be committed, and if you get closer, you will be looking for death.

King Kun was devouring thunder and lightning, and blue light appeared all over his body, and even under his wings became transparent, and even the skeleton could be seen clearly.

The lightning went up and down, and the one who had submerged into the body was frantically killing everything in the Kun King's body.

Cultivation is against the heavens, and if God can't see it, it will descend on the heavens, and if you can't carry it over, you will die......

Wang Ming was unprecedentedly excited, he actually saw the legendary catastrophe.

King Kun is suffering from the most dangerous moment since his birth, and this is exactly what all cultivators strive for: if they can't ascend to the top, they might as well die a bang.

The lightning bolts that did not directly descend on King Kun's body formed a huge cage around King Kun - the Lightning Cage.

King Kun's wings jerked upwards and flew higher, as the sea beneath the island turned into countless mist and rose into the air. Almost all the Krakens are prostrate on the ground, and even the Dragon King has his head held high underground. At this moment, he probably understood that although he ranked second among the top ten demon kings, he was one in the sky and one underground compared to the Kun King.

At this moment, the "dissatisfaction" and "resentment" that the Dragon King had accumulated for a long time were all gone.

One huge wave after another violently pushed towards Haicheng, ten zhang waves, twenty zhang waves, and thirty zhang waves...... And these are just the aftermath of King Kun's tragedy.

The towering and seemingly impregnable sea city of human beings has never been in the eyes of King Kun.

What kind of alien flowers that can transform into human shapes, or unborn strange treasures hidden up and down the Thunder Country, can't have the slightest temptation for King Kun.

The huge wings, inlaid with countless lightning bolts of the wings, Wang Ming looked up to the sky and saw this scene, I believe he will never forget it for the rest of his life.

Before the mist was close to the lightning circle, it immediately exploded into smaller droplets of water and then fell.

The thunder light in Wang Minglei's palace didn't care about the lightning, but could only retreat to meet the falling water droplets.

Each droplet was ten times smaller than the usual droplet, but it was full of thunder light.

In a single breath, the Thunder Palace's ten thousand thunder lights were filled with the thunder light in the water droplets, and when it shone back, the Thunder Palace immediately became taller and more majestic.

In an instant, pure and pure thunder light qi escaped from the Thunder Palace, like sea water pouring into Wang Ming's twelve meridians.

If Wang Ming didn't have twelve meridians, this one would be enough to choke.

The true qi of the twelve meridians immediately turned a pure blue like lightning.

After serving the primary-level qi of the Pure Thunder Technique, the sun qi and the moon qi, Wang Ming finally began to serve the thunder qi.

Leaving Leizhou and going to those places where there is still thunder and lightning, the thunder absorbed by the thunder and lightning during the sting period every year is the most refined, but it is far less than one ten-thousandth of the thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation.

It can be said that King Kun is completing a once-in-a-lifetime transformation, and Wang Ming has also encountered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Bang Bang ......

The air under King Kun was completely pierced, and a bolt of lightning struck directly on the bird's nest built by Fusang branches, and the bird's nest instantly ignited in the pouring rain.

At the same time, at the end of the lightning, countless blue rays flew away, and a trace of it hit the Thunder Palace that Wang Ming was imagining.

Gala, the thunder palace that Wang Ming visualized almost collapsed directly.

Lan Mang separated countless tiny blue threads and flew directly into Wang Ming's body.

Worst!

Wang Ming couldn't sit still anymore, he jumped up instantly, and completely lost control of his hands and dances.