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With a rampant laughter, Crazy Yan Yao Lei Qian approached Tu Li: "Hahaha, Han Xing, the thunder is in the body, you are dead, hand over the whip of the gods, leave your Yuan Shen immortal, and accept you as a drum spirit." ”

Han Xing shouted: "Your grandmother's, you want to be beautiful, you want to kill Lao Tzu, you wait for another 10,000 years, Lao Tzu's body has already been quenched by the thunder, and the body has been stronger than Xuantie, even if it is a divine soldier, it is difficult to split, just your drizzle, what can I do?"

He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his body, and the thunder that entered his body burst out with a strange light, and appeared, and thousands of thunder wires were woven into a golden thunder coat, which he draped on his body.

"I want this divine drum of yours! The thunder spirit in Lao Tzu's thunder pool is missing such a drum, nine thousand thunder great arts, sacrifice!" Han Xing laughed wildly, and he opened the dantian world.

From the dantian, a point of light flew out, and suddenly turned into a brilliant light thunder pool with a radius of thousands of feet, and appeared in front of Qianli Tu.

In the thunder pool, countless thunderbolts were melted into thunder and water liquid flowing, forming a whirlpool absorbing the current, like two yin, yang, electric and light twin fish circling, emitting a chaotic coercion.

At this moment, Lei Ling opened his eyes and washed out directly with the thunder and lightning.

Lei Lingfeng has silver teeth, blue hair, two armpits and wings, is thousands of feet tall, holds a thunder drill in his left hand, holds a thunder hammer in his right hand, and stands on the top of the thunder pond.

His tyrannical roar turned into a thunderous roar: "You ant, you dare to resist the descendants of the Great God of Fire, today you will definitely die under the thunder of nine days!"

Crazy Yan Yao Thunder Qianli Tu is proficient in the art of thunder, how can he not know that the fire god is the incarnation of the origin of thunder?

Back then, he himself was under the abyss formed by a meteorite crater in the ancient ruins of Tiangu Mountain, and accidentally got the thunder god war drum, and the biography of the god of fire was recorded under the drum.

It is rumored that Deng Tianjun, the great god of fire, almost destroyed the Zhuxian Great Array with the world-destroying thunder in the Nine Thousand Thunder Technique in the Great War of the Gods, and was later suppressed by the Fengshen Terrace, and since then the Nine Thousand Thunder Technique has been lost!

The Nine Thousand Thunder Great Technique has a very great origin, and if you want to inherit it, unless it is the reincarnation of the ancient gods!

Although the Thunder Drum did not record the cultivation rules of the Nine Thousand Thunder Martial Arts, at the bottom of the drum, there was an incomplete drum score of "Thunder Drum Cracking Nine Heavens".

Relying on this incomplete drum score, Qianli Tu stubbornly cultivated from a yellow-level general all the way to the high-level God of War realm.

If he was not afraid of the suppression of the "Heavenly Dao", he was afraid that he would eventually fall into the Dao and become the "Dao Marks" that made up for the sky, and he would never take refuge under the door of the "Heavenly Killing Hall".

"The heir of the Great God of Flame!" Qianli Tu's face turned pale, his pupils shrank, and he gasped as he looked at Han Xing, who could drive Lei Ling.

He never expected that Han Xing would inherit the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique of the Fire God!

In front of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, he is a scumbag!

He suddenly felt that he was stealing chickens this time, but instead eating rice......

If you knew this, let Huangquan Shenbi be a lone fox first!

I really kicked the iron plate this time!

"Kill him!" Han Xing gave orders to Lei Ling.

Before the words fell, Lei Ling's body rose up, and he waved the thunder drill and thunder hammer held in his left and right hands with both hands, and crossed and swung forward......

"Nine thousand thunderbolts, coming!" Thunder Ling's wings flapped, soaring into the sky, and his body loomed in the thunderclouds.

The exchange of thunder drills and thunder hammers burst out nine dark purple thunderbolts thicker than mountains, and slashed towards Qianli Tu!

"Boom!"

Nine thunderbolts, including the sand of the Ganges, thunder and lightning descended.

Billions of vast and unfathomable thunder, like the Nine Heavens Galaxy, poured down, and a terrifying coercive energy like an ocean swept the entire heavens, extremely powerful, many times more violent than the thunder and lightning emitted by Qianli Tu.

"Knock knock knock!"

"Thunder Drum Splitting Nine Days" Qianli Tu fought back strongly.

The sound of the war drums beating, the rhythm became extremely fast, and the entire Song City was shaken.

Suddenly, the heavens and the earth shook, drowning in the flames and thunderbolts of the thunder drums.

The strongest thunderbolt from the thunder drum struck rushed towards Han Xing like an army of thousands of horses.

"Okay, good, the thunder drum is really powerful!" Han Xing shouted, seeing this scene, not only did he not have the slightest fear in his heart, but his heart was full of joy: "The thunder drum really lives up to its reputation, it has such a terrifying coercion, but it is a pity that it is not human, if it is used by Lei Ling with a supreme secret technique, the power of attack is definitely a great killing weapon that is not inferior to the thunder pool, leave the thunder drum, I will beat you into the eighteenth layer of hell!"

Han Xing was afraid of ruining the thunder drum, so he simply recalled Lei Ling, turned the thunder pool into a small one, and dissolved it into his palm.

"Buzz"

The "Thunder God Destroyer Seal" The void trembled, and Han Xing reached out with a large hand that emitted blue-purple light, and slapped it down with thunder, covering the entire sky.

The big thunder pool-shaped hand, lightning and thunder between the five fingers, emitted terrifying thunder runes, cutting through the void, and every thunder split in the palm of the hand was like a thunder mountain covering the bottom.

There was a loud bang......

In comparison, the violent thunder drum is difficult to exert its power, and the peerless thunder emitted is like a fart, covered by the thunder pool-like big hand silently, and there is no thunder sound.

"Boom"

With a loud bang, it was as if the sky had fallen in the sky, and Han Xing struck the strongest blow and bombarded towards Qianli Tu.

This blow can shatter the void and turn all spirits into powder!

"Ah......" With a miserable scream, Qianli Tu was shot into the air, and his body flew directly out of the sky above Song City.

Han Xing stepped out in one step, and the giant hand like the Ancient Divine Mountain rushed down with the Nine Heavens Thunder Storm and continued to suppress it.

The big hand hit Qianli Tu, causing his bones to shatter inch by inch, and his chest and lungs exploded, exploding a pool of blood.

He was like a dead pig, falling straight down on the drum, and he couldn't die anymore!

"My lord thunder, collect the thunder drum!" The thunder spirit swooped down from Han Xing's palm like a giant bird, and the divine drum was instantly caught in its thunder palm.

Lei Ling didn't wait for Han Xing's command, and in an instant, he disappeared into the bright thunder pool again.

In the distance, all the Heavenly Killing Hall killers who saw this scene all changed their faces.

"It's your turn! I'll send your soul back to the Heavenly Killing Hall!" Han Xingqing's robe was torn, his black hair stood upside down, and he pointed to the Huangquan magic pen from afar.

With a wave of his hand, Han Xing's big hand erupted into a thick pillar of thunder light like a volcanic eruption, slashing at the lone fox.

"Hmph, I have three thousand zhang of weak water in Huangquan, the feathers do not float, the water stops thundering and sinking, and you can't break it at all, see me wipe you out!"

Crash!

A scroll flew out of the hand of the lone fox, although the scroll was plain silk, but the light on it flickered, showing that it was a mysterious weapon, and it was definitely not refined by ghosts and ghosts.

Duhu looked at the ancient scroll in the air with his residual eyes, and said lightly: "Boy, you are the stepping stone for me to become an immortal, a stepping stone! The weak water ancient scroll is the thing of the Holy Lord of Huangquan, tangible and qualitative, not the void of divine consciousness, and the whip of the gods can't help it, refining you, the ancient bloodline will be turned into energy, give it to me continuously, I will become the ancient chaos Xuanjin holy body, you go die!"

He took out his large golden pen and drew it against the scroll in the air.

Huangquan magic pen lone fox remnant deep in the essence of the way of calligraphy and painting, the gesture is old-fashioned, and the pen has the feeling of breaking through the back of the paper.

Jin Hao's large pen in the center of the reverse stroke, his pen arm like a force to turn the tide.

Just when the tip of the pen clicked into the ancient scroll, the Duhu turned the gesture and retracted it back, turning it into a side forward, so that one edge of the pen edge was forced, and the other side gesture was like a knife.

Smack!

From the tip of the large golden pen, a drop of ink, which was neither black nor yellow, took on a chaotic color.

This drop of chaotic-colored ink fell into the river, and suddenly exuded an aura of destruction.

Whoa......

The scroll shook violently in the air, and the disciplinary-colored yellow ink spread out like a chaotic vortex on the plain white scroll.

Suddenly, the entire river on the scroll boiled, mighty, and the waves were monstrous, like a yellow dragon flying out of the scroll.

The monstrous river, gloomy and fluctuating, accompanied by the sound of whistling waves, seemed to be able to devour people's souls, and instantly swept the entire world.

The Duhu remnant brushwork unfolded, and the yellow golden quill big pen Teton turned, like Tai Chi running, and the entire big river and yellow dragon coiled into a huge circle, floating above Han Xing's head, and pressed down!

"Han Xing, I'm going to turn you into a water dog and kill you!"

His pen is like a storm, hooking, rubbing, rubbing, so that the sea of clouds is churning in the sky, and the river water of non-black and non-yellow chaotic colors is even more turbulent like a flood.

In the painting, a monstrous wave of essence emerged, pouring down like a torrential downpour.

The great river of Yellow Springs is now in the world!

Every drop of river water falls, hitting the ground with a sonorous sound, and from the extreme place underground, there is a "click" and "click" like the sound of cracking in the rock layer in the depths of the earth.

On the ground, too, there was a brown mist that was corroded, and the scene was terrifying.

Rumble!

Suddenly, as if the gates of hell were wide open, countless mountains below collapsed, the ground collapsed, and the walls of Song City fell down in an instant, turning into broken walls and rubble.

The chaotic-colored river splattered all over the land, and then, like a dragon suction column formed by a tornado, swept back the creatures that had fallen into the river, and all of them flew into the sky, bringing them into the great river.

The yellow spring is 3,000 feet weak, the feathers are not floating, there is no vitality, everything is bloody, and the soul cannot escape!

As far as the eye can see, thousands of living beings have fallen into the river, and without even a single hair of hair, the flesh and bones corroded by the river are gone, turning into drops of yellow and turbid water, which dissolve into the river.

The surging river of weak water, tumbling with death and pain, is actually composed of the essence juice extracted from the body and soul of hundreds of millions of living beings!

Rumble!

The lone fox remnant kept waving, Three thousand weak water was like an ocean surging, and the vast long dragon pierced through the heavens and the earth, and directly attacked Han Xing's body!

He wants to use weak water to dissolve Han Xing's corrosion into blood water!

The Duhu remnant wants to seize the Dao source of the ancient bloodline---- the essence blood of the Heavenly Emperor, break it, seal it, and refine it!

(Hospitalized for more than a month, so far one arm can not be lifted, helpless can only use one hand to type, from today to continue to update, and wish brothers and sisters a happy New Year's Day!)