Lei Qianxue was very puzzled by this, but these doubts were nothing in the Kraken's big attack. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Once the Kraken broke through Sea City, Lei City had almost no resistance except for the ancestral gods and the Supreme Elders.

At that time, the first to bear the brunt is the Lei family, and then the martial arts of other families, the disaster of destruction is just around the corner, where is there still time to ponder Wang Ming.

It's a little ridiculous to think about it, a few days ago, Lei Qianxue held a few night banquets in a row at the qintai, toasted and talked, and the talented woman endowed one or two elegant poems.

Of course, it can't be compared with Wang Mingyin, but it finally gradually looks like a poem. At the most recent Piano Meeting, Yashi was better than the previous ones.

Lei Qianxue believes that the Qintai will be held for a year, and the poetry of the ladies in Lei City will soar, and the people of the suzerain, Yue Guo, will not laugh at Lei Man for not knowing etiquette and poetry.

As for the content and theme of the poem, ha, the most ironic thing is this, most of them are reciting the wind and snow and the moon and singing the praises of the peaceful and prosperous world, but I didn't expect the kraken to attack in a blink of an eye, and chaos is coming.

Unlike the people's hopes, Lei Qianxue knows how serious the attack of the Kraken is this time, there are already three demon kings appearing, and intelligence shows that there will be more demon kings coming out, and the "grand scene" of the ten demon kings appearing together a hundred years ago is likely to appear.

What puzzled the Lei family was that the flowers in the merit pool did not bloom.

If the flowers don't bloom, if there is no fragrance and no fruits, the kraken can't take on a human form, why do they do this?

"It turned out to be the Young Master of the Five Thunder Sect!"

Lei Qianxue's reverie was interrupted, and she saw that the tooth general on duty handed back Wang Ming's door number, took a step back, and shouted loudly: "The young master of the Five Thunder Sect has arrived!"

The sound has a sense of piercing through the sky.

There was a sound of armor leaves and thumping footsteps, and the soldiers on duty in the gate immediately stood on both sides, their bodies straight and their eyes blazing.

"Salute!" the tooth general roared.

Dozens of soldiers immediately put their spears on the ground with both hands, leaned on their right shoulders, and looked solemn.

Wang Ming and the three entered calmly.

"Hello!" shouted the general, and the soldiers lowered their spears.

Lei Fangjie muttered, "What the hell are you doing?" and stepped over and handed over his body.

The tooth general glanced at it, handed it back, and waved his hand like a fly: "Tent A No. 3." ”

Lei Fangjie stopped and waited, waiting for the tooth general to salute.

Two or three seconds later, Lei Fangjie's cheeks turned red, and he hurriedly left, daring to love the treatment that was exclusive to the Five Thunder Gates, it was really a shameful person.

Lei Qianxue laughed in her heart, but she was also shocked, it turned out that in the hearts of the lower-level officers and soldiers, the prestige of the Five Thunder Gate was so high.

In fact, it is not so obvious in ordinary times, but Bandang thinks of heroes, and when the kraken comes, everyone naturally recalls the heroic deeds of the Five Thunder Gate a hundred years ago.

In the No. 18 tent of Jiazi, Song Que shouted excitedly: "Boss, sister Xian'er, do you see those soldiers? There are still people who have a conscience, aren't they all eaten by dogs!"

Qin Xian'er bowed slightly, and said, "I have also heard that people in the army worship great heroes the most. ”

These days, Qin Xian'er has gradually regarded herself as a member of the Five Thunder Gates.

The past history of Wulei Gate, Song Que told her in his spare time, and Qin Xian'er was very indignant.

"It's just that I didn't see how those soldiers treated Lei Fangjie? ”

"Okay, what's there to be proud of. Wang Ming's eyes narrowed, "Don't think about the splitting fist I taught you last night." ”

Wang Ming taught Qin Xian'er and Song Que to split fists last night.

When the two of them heard this, they immediately got up and stood in the tent, raised their hands and feet, and began to practice splitting boxing.

Wang Ming glanced at it and nodded secretly.

Needless to say, Qin Xian'er has a good understanding as always, and Song Que's performance also amazed Wang Ming.

I'm afraid that this fat man was stimulated when he saw himself fighting the Liu family yesterday, and he practiced extremely seriously.

The level of talent is actually only relative, and no matter how difficult it is, I am afraid to be serious.

Wang Ming sat cross-legged in the middle, his eyes slowly converged, and he looked inside.

Buzzing...... The fascial ligaments bounce more violently;

Rattle...... The pace of bone rebuilding is accelerating.

At this rate, Wang Ming estimated that his second refinement of muscles and bones in Haicheng would be almost over.

The power of the three dragons, this power is generally only available at the sevenfold high level of martial arts. Wang Ming would not be naïve enough to think that he would be able to defeat the Sevenfold High Rank of Martial Dao.

At that level, strength is only one aspect of martial arts cultivation, and there are many other aspects.

If he is complacent, the good days will soon come to an end.

But I don't know where the master is trapped?

What will you encounter when you go to Haicheng?

Will Haicheng be able to withstand the Kraken's attack?

Could it be that the land of Leizhou is going to be ravaged by a kraken?

The thoughts in Wang Ming's heart were extinguished one by one, and one by one they surfaced again.

His biggest reliance now is still the Thunder Hammer.

As his realm improved, the power of the Thunder Hammer also increased, and the original rusty hammer was now clean and new.

However, he knew that the Thunder Gong Hammer had not been completely refined.

This refining will continue until the Martial God, and when his physical body refines the pure yang and pure yin qi, and the two qi are rubbed to generate thunder and lightning, the thunder hammer can be regarded as the real refining.

At that time, the Thunder Hammer was not a Horcrux, but a magic weapon.

What is the relationship between the Yunxiao Martial Soul, the Thunder Palace, and the Thunder Gong Hammer? These are all things that Wang Ming needs to think carefully about before he can come to a conclusion.

If the true qi is puffed up and flawless, if there is no black fog, no chaos, and what is clear and clear, then it is a flawless body; after cultivation, the bones glow white and its quality is transparent, that is the glazed body; or after tempering, the inside is transparent and clean, hard and indestructible, that is the vajra body.

Cultivating to the Martial God, the physical body will be cultivated to the extreme, but this extreme also varies from person to person, if Wang Ming wants to become the Thunder Emperor, he must have the power to destroy the heavens and destroy the earth, and the physical body cultivation must be pushed to the extreme.

Wang Ming's mind moved, and suddenly he thought, "look" at this huge barracks.

The martial soul is brightened, and the clouds float up.

Wang Ming closed his eyes first, and then opened them suddenly.

It's strange that Yunxiao's cloud eyes didn't open. Not only that, but the brushed martial soul was also greatly suppressed invisibly.

The huge barracks formed a huge suppressive aura, and these auras were not formed by the junior masters of the martial arts five or above, but only condensed by the soldiers who were the most martial arts and one heavy one.

The power of ants?

Wang Ming's eyes were shining, far more than that.

As a former scholar who has written many papers, Wang Ming suddenly found an interesting topic.

What is the title of the paper "The Similarities and Differences between the Civilization of the Shenxiao Continent and the Human Society of the Earth"?

A thought flashed in his head, and Wang Ming smiled.

Even if he has become the "Wang Ming" here for more than a month, he still inevitably carries traces of the past.