Four Spirit Scrolls Chapter 183 Heavenly Thunder
The level of Luoxia Jue is divided into multiple realms by the color of internal force, from shallow to deep, such as the glow gradually thickening. Nowadays, most of the disciples stay in the Xia Chu Realm and the Xia Qing Realm, and their internal forces are also yellow or orange. And Luo Jiansheng and the others in the Xiaguang Realm where the older generation lived, the internal force turned red, like a blood-colored sunset, but the color was not as rich and condensed as Lu Xuanxuan's Supreme Realm. And Xiao Qi, who didn't know anything about internal strength a day ago, is already the color of the ultimate internal force at this moment!
In fact, what happened before, Xiao Qi only had a confused impression, as early as when Guan Baihe joined the exercise, he was tormented by the pain all over his body and became unconscious, half asleep and half awake, and his mind was in a state of dissociation. But as the pain subsided, he gradually became conscious, and the first thing he felt was the internal force in his body that naturally moved forward like a rushing river, and the branches were intertwined and enveloped his whole body like a network, as if they were a continuation of his own consciousness, he could clearly feel their existence, and he could also control their original circulation at will, concentrated in a certain part of his body.
In the past 20 years, Xiao Qi has never experienced such a wonderful feeling. He felt the changes in his body as he slowly tried to sit up. He hadn't tried this action for nearly a month, as if the bones and muscles in his body were not very adaptable, and when he got up, the bones on his body made a "gurgling" sound, and he could still feel the sore muscles. Although along with these movements, there is still some pain, but it is much better than before, and the internal force surging in his body seems to be promoting the recovery of his body, even the originally broken meridians are also wrapped in internal force, and there are some signs of healing.
"Thank you senior!" Xiao Qi ignored the pain all over his body, knelt on the ground, and bowed to Lu Xuanyu suddenly. Just like when he got up with a new life, the first thing he did when he got up was to be grateful to Lu Xuanxuan, and in gratitude, he also honored Lu Xuanxuan as his predecessor again. He knew very well that if there was no Lu Xuanxuan, maybe he could really only spend the rest of his life collapsing.
Lu Xuanqiu grinned, and his expression was quite proud, like looking at the master of his protégé. The surrounding disciples were even more exclaimed, chattering and chattering. On the mountain where the years are light, this kind of strange and lively thing can be said to be very rare, and the disciples looked at this strange two like masters and apprentices like monsters, and gathered together in twos and threes to whisper and discuss. Luo Jiansheng turned a deaf ear, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, he brushed his sleeves away, and the moment he turned around, the expression on his face was very ugly. Hong Yu hurriedly followed him.
He Kuan hurriedly disposed of it, and the corpse should not leave traces. No one can know about the Sauvignon. After leaving the square, Luo Jiansheng's lips moved slightly, and the sound reached Hong Yu's ears.
"The disciple knows. Hong Yu nodded. "It's that kid and the old guy have a big life, and they didn't manage them, but they made that kid happen! But if it's as the old guy said, that kid's skills are even stronger than the Luoxia Jue Perfection Realm, maybe they can be used by us......"
Luo Jiansheng directly interrupted Hong Yu, "Uncle Shi's mouth is unstoppable, in such a dangerous situation, not only did he save his life, but he also accidentally cultivated what kind of exercises? ”
Hong Yu was stunned for a moment and asked, "I saw so many people in the square just now......
"Low-level disciple, can you still beat me in your understanding of Luoxia Jue?" Luo Jiansheng's words were full of majesty and impatience.
Hong Yu nodded hurriedly: "What does the head mean?"
Luo Jiansheng looked at the mountain fog in the distance, and said lightly: "Since Uncle Shi is no longer the supreme old man, then there is no need to accommodate him everywhere and respect him." As for that kid, he was an outsider, this time he bewitched his uncle to return to the mountain, and he pulled out such a big thing, which caused his uncle and master to double create, and delayed the process of my Xiayinmen cultivation, do you know how to deal with such a big sin?"
Hong Yu comprehended and respectfully bowed his hand and said, "The disciple knows!"
"Hmm. Luo Jiansheng nodded with satisfaction, and a trace of inappropriate anger flashed on the face of the fairy wind bone.
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More than ten miles away from Kongxia Mountain, in the bright moonlight, there was a petite figure, looking up at the moon. Today seems to be the middle of the month, the moon in the sky is as round as a silver plate, and the moonlight sprinkled seems to have more cold breath.
Zuo Yunyi was dressed in white, and it seemed to be white in the moonlight, she curled up, sat on a big stone with her feet crossed, and looked at the sky as if she was in a daze.
There was a slow sound of footsteps approaching, which was very obvious in the silent autumn night, and Zuo Yunyi quickly came back to his senses. The person she was waiting for finally came.
She stood up and looked at the person, dressed in white like a fluttering cloud in the wind.
"Ling Fage's people?" Zuo Yunyi asked first.
In the shadow was an angular and somewhat wooden face, he frowned and glanced at Zuo Yunyi, looking a little surprised, as if he felt that such a petite body did not match the name of "demon girl": "You are the demon girl, why don't you run away?"
Zuo Yunyi sneered: "It's a big breath, but it's a pity that Your Excellency Ling Fa, except for the old dog in Ling Lou, no one can scare me away!"
The face of Mu Ne, who came from the shadows, was a little gloomy, and he shook his head: "Master is right, you have betrayed your ways, and if you encounter it, you will be killed! It just so happens that I will not allow another name in the history of Ling Fa Pavilion to share my luster." ”
His muscle-twisted body suddenly flashed with electric light, swimming around him like an electric snake.
"So that you don't know anything on the Huangquan Road, my name is Ning Luan, the eldest disciple of the Ling Fa Pavilion Pavilion. As he said word by word, the electric light around him seemed to become stronger and stronger, and there was a "zizi" electric sound.
Zuo Yunyi smiled contemptuously: "I haven't heard of it, my aunt's name is Zuo Yunyi." ”
After saying that, Ning Luan chanted in a low voice, and at the same time quickly ran towards Zuo Yunyi with a whole body of electricity. This made Zuo Yunyi a little surprised, Ling Fa Pavilion was all practicing spells, and he never knew that he was good at physical bodies, but looking at Ning Luan's posture, he actually had the meaning of hand-to-hand combat.
Zuo Yunyi's hands quickly sealed, and the white mist rose from the end of her skirt like an extension of her skirt, lingering around her, and within a distance of dozens of steps with her as the center, it was shrouded in this mist.
Ning Luan snorted, turned a blind eye, and slammed into the mist with the electric light all over his body. But in an instant, he felt the feeling of oppression coming from all over his body, and his limbs were like being entangled in this substantial mist, unable to move, and he couldn't help but be vigilant. Zuo Yunyi's hands changed, his fingers flew like butterflies, and the white mist condensed into a thin blade, shooting out from all directions, and the landing points were all Ning Luan.
Seeing that the transparent white blade was about to fly, the electric light around Ning Luan's body suddenly skyrocketed, and with the sound of crackling thunder and lightning, it hit the flying white blade, and the white blade fell apart instantly. At the same time, he also forced a gap in Zuo Yunyi's domain, broke free of the restraints, took a few steps back, and left the fog-shrouded range around Zuo Yunyi.
"A bit of a means. Ning Luan Mune's face moved slightly, "But this is not Ling Fage's spell!"
Zuo Yunyi sneered: "What kind of thing is Ling Fage! There are endless mysteries of magic in the world, how can you get those bastards to be self-respecting?"
The seal in her hand changed again, and the mist quickly gathered towards her, and it became more dense, and Ning Luan soon couldn't see her figure clearly.
She disappeared behind the layers of clouds, which rolled higher and higher above the ground, swallowing starlight, as if with a majestic momentum. Ning Luan was unmoved, he closed his eyes, formed a completely different handprint, and slowly walked towards Zuo Yunyi.
When he took the first step, a loud thunderclap fell, but it was not from all around him, but from the nine heavens! Thunder and lightning fell from the sky and smashed on his body, and his pupils turned white!
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Every time he took a step, thunder and lightning fell, and the electric light accumulated on his body became stronger and stronger, as if with an invisible coercion, pressing on the clouds formed by Zuo Yunyi.
"That old bastard of Ling Lou, did he teach you the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation so early? Zuo Yunyi's voice came out gently, but I don't know if it was because of the strong electric charges gathered around Ning Luan, her voice sounded a little trembling.
It was a rare sight, as if it had come from the nine heavens: the clouds rolled like the waves of the sea, swallowing up the starlight, and among them there were lightning and thunder, illuminating the drowsy dark clouds for a moment.
"Rebels, perish!"