Chapter Thunder's Fury ()

(Note: The new chapter covers the old chapter, and some people can't see it~~)

The cold and dry wind blew, Ye Qingcheng sat on the desolate Gobi, a trace of electricity exploded in the air, and after a few hours of concentrating on gathering, although Le Wen's body was still only a thunder spirit immortal bone, his breath was no longer so disordered. At this time, his eyes finally grow, the white of the pupils, can initially see the shadow in front of him.

He didn't dare to gather any deeper, in case Leng Qianqiu came to him at a critical time, it would be dangerous.

Therefore, as soon as the situation stabilized, he terminated the agglomeration. He opened his eyes, revealing clear, deep eyes, and the whole desolate world fell into his eyes. He looked up at the gray sky, on which the stars gradually appeared. The setting sun hovers over the western horizon and looks small, the size of a fist. On the other hand, the other celestial bodies in the Heavenly Dome were as huge as stone mills, and it seemed that those planets were very close to the Thousand Souls Realm.

Leng Qianqiu hadn't appeared yet, but Ye Qingcheng decided not to wait any longer.

His body suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning, and then burrowed into the dirt.

"Click!!!

In an instant, the thunder and lightning were like silver dragons and snakes, moving rapidly in the earth and rocks in all directions.

If the Thousand Souls Realm is as big as the human realm, it is three times the size of the human realm, and on such a large planet, looking for a hidden fairy spirit is tantamount to searching for a needle in the ocean. Night fell quietly, and the stars on the sky appeared one after another, among which several blue planets were particularly visible, each of which was larger than the full moon of the human world.

At night, Ye Qingcheng walked on the vast and cold desert, and his figure looked extremely lonely.

He searched most of the planet, but he didn't find a single grass or living thing, let alone Leng Qianqiu. He was very worried now that Leng Qianqiu would escape from this planet, then he would not be able to find it.

Just as he was in a hurry, a voice came.

"Looking for someone?"

Ye Qingcheng stopped, there was someone behind him, and he didn't notice it?!

However, he did not appear to be shocked, and turned calmly, and saw a figure of a man in a gray cloak, the cloak and hood covering half of the man's face, and only his bearded and lonely chin could be seen.

It is definitely an immortal, and his cultivation is much higher than him, so he is likely to be a true immortal. Although he did not show malicious intent, Ye Qingcheng was still cautious.

"Senior, are you the guardian of this planet?"

"I don't need to be called my predecessor, I'm not the guardian of this planet, I'm just temporarily guarding the Heavenly Tomb. ”

"Heavenly Tomb?!" Ye Qingcheng was shocked, he had already collected all the remnants of the Heavenly Tomb, but he hadn't put them together yet, "The Heavenly Tomb that the predecessor said is-"

"It's the tomb in your head. The mysterious immortal said, "But that's not what you're thinking about at this time, is it?"

Ye Qingcheng hesitated, nodded and said, "Have you ever seen a Wood Spirit Immortal come here?"

"No, I only saw you, you were so moving that I almost shot you. The mysterious immortal said, "But, give me some hints, and I can give you clues." ”

"That guy is a half-immortal of the wood system, I only came here first, and he also seized a water spirit immortal source, eager to fuse and devour. Ye Qingcheng said.

"Retreat? That needs a great environment. The mysterious immortal took out a small lizard and said to it, "How did you survive on this barren planet, is there a place where I haven't shown up?"

As he spoke, he put the little lizard to his ear and waited for a moment.

Ye Qingcheng was dumbfounded, this guy seemed to be teasing him.

Clinker, after the mysterious immortal put away the little lizard, he pointed to the west with a careful attitude, and said: "Thousands of miles to the west, thousands of feet deep in the desert, there is a dark spring, suitable for the retreat of the spirit of water and wood, where to find it." ”

"Thank you, seniors. Ye Qingcheng arched his hand and said.

"Wait. ”

"What's the matter with the seniors?"

"Can I stand by and watch?" said the mysterious fairy, "Of course, I will never get involved. ”

"Seniors, please take care of yourself. With that, Ye Qingcheng's figure flashed, turned into a thunderbolt, and flew towards the west of the desert quickly.

On the desolate desert, the sky is full of stars.

After Ye Qingcheng galloped to the designated place, he stretched out his fist against the sand, and the spiritual power continued to converge in the fist, causing the lightning to flash violently, and he roared in a deep voice: "Emperor Thunder Fist!!"

"Bang !!!!!"

In an instant, a powerful thunder power impacted the vast desert, as if a silver sun was born in the yellow sand, hundreds of miles of sand were incinerated by thunder, and tens of thousands of feet deep underground were also exposed.

Ye Qingcheng flew down, and the incinerated yellow sand around him turned into lava, slowly flowing down like a blood-colored waterfall.

At the bottom of the 10,000-deep pit, there is an ancient gate. This can't be a tomb, but it could be the secret retreat of a certain master in the era of the Thousand Souls. On the ancient door, vines were entwined, and Ye Qingcheng knew that Leng Qianqiu must be here.

"Tom!!"

Lightning and thunder roared, silver thunder and gravel flew together, and the ancient gate was shattered by Ye Qingcheng's punch.

Inside the ancient gate, there was a dark sky of nearly a hundred zhang, and a dark cyan clammy and cold light appeared. In the middle of the space is a secluded pool of stagnant water, the dark spring has dried up, and the stagnant water has remained underground for I don't know how many years. The stone wall was covered with countless vines, each beating like a blood vessel. All the vines stretched out from one place, and a ten-story tall tree man with a black and blue glow sat in front of the stone wall on the north side, facing south, and vines stretched out from its body, very much like an old tree.

Its **** position is a hollow hole, and there are blue and black spinning in the hole, and two immortal sources are fused.

"You are actually spying on the True Immortal Realm at this time?" Ye Qingcheng said in shock.

Leng Qianqiu forcibly fused the water spirit source, this was an attempt to sprint to the realm of true immortals at this juncture. He had always been cautious, and this time he was too bold.

"Have you forgotten that you are still on the run?" Ye Qingcheng said.

The hideous tree man opened his eyes quietly, although he was unrecognizable, but Leng Qianqiu's arrogant eyes would not change. He has thrown himself into a quagmire, and disturbing him at this time will cause him a great deal of damage. However, looking at this situation, if Ye Qingcheng came a day late, maybe he would really become a true immortal.

"Do you know what harm will be done to me if you disturb me now?" Leng Qianqiu said in a lonely voice, without much fear in his eyes.

"If you want your soul to be gone!" Ye Qingcheng said.

"Now, our strength has been reversed, even if I forcibly terminate my cultivation will cause damage to myself, and you, it will be a dead end. Leng Qianqiu said: "If you are an immortal, you have to have a detached appearance, it is better for us to let go of our resentment, you wait for me to cultivate into a true immortal, and I will help you become a true immortal in turn." ”

Is this possible? No! Everybody knows that.

Ye Qingcheng keenly probed the surroundings, and sure enough, Leng Qianqiu had secretly terminated his cultivation and controlled the vines one by one, sealing off the entire space.

After a while, the mysterious immortal came to the hundred-mile-wide lava crater and looked down. At the bottom of the deep pit, there seemed to be countless dragons and snakes dancing wildly, and thousands of vines were entangled and dancing wildly, shining with dazzling thunder.

It could be seen at a glance that Leng Qianqiu was trying to wrap Ye Qingcheng with his tentacles and refine him. And Ye Qingcheng tried his best to break through the encirclement.

The mysterious immortal sighed and said in disappointment: "The competition between immortals is the most boring, and you can't beat it to death, you can only rely on spiritual power to slowly wear it down, and you can't fight between mortals to be exciting." Unless you become a god, it will be meaningless to fight. ”

So saying, he sat down next to the crater and waited boredly. The battle between the vines below and the thunder spirit is not spectacular from the outside, and the collision between the spiritual powers is very long. Unless there is a deep feud between the immortals, they will fight to the death, otherwise they will speak, and the battle is usually fruitless.

At night, the stars are receding, and the night is gradually darkening.

The battle between the vines and the thunder spirit in the deep pit below has lasted for more than seven hours, and there has been no result.

The mysterious immortal woke up and found that the sky was almost dawn, and the silent battle below continued, and he couldn't help muttering: "It seems that it is really a hatred of the heavens." What's going on in the human world?"

At this time, the battle, which lasted for seven hours, was finally coming to an end.

The vines, which had been like a swarm of snakes, swelled up at a rapid pace. Inside it, Lei Mang rose sharply, and was struggling hard.

I saw that a vine ball with a diameter of nearly 100 miles gradually rose up, and the thunder flashed violently between the gaps. When the giant ball of vines rose to the top of the heavenly dome, it exploded violently, and a violent thunder swept the heavens and the earth, and the vast desert was instantly illuminated like day.

The mysterious immortal reached out to cover his eyes. In a few moments, the thunder disappeared, and a piece of broken vines fell like rain, and lightning rushed up the sky.

"It's not good-looking, but it's really miserable. The mysterious immortal put down his hand and said.

On the heavenly dome, Leng Qianqiu's strength was greatly reduced, and his injuries were miserable. However, Ye Qingcheng's situation was even worse.

Leng Qianqiu had turned into a tree man, with a body nearly ten stories tall, thick legs and thicker arms, and his blue-black skin was actually tree bark. Behind him were broken, tentacle-like vines, and two heads were sharp black. His **** is still a hollow hole, with a blue and black spiritual source rotating inside.

On the other hand, Ye Qingcheng has reached the point where the immortal source has collapsed. Thunder and lightning gathered in the sky, gradually converging into a huge, majestic lightning body. His immortal body had collapsed, leaving only a body composed of spiritual power, barely wrapped in the spiritual source.

"It's still the same, once you open it, you don't die at all. The mysterious immortal sighed with emotion and said, "However, this time you are dead. Although that guy is so ugly, he at least has a body, and you don't even have a body, how can you fight him?"

"Haha!" Leng Qianqiu let out a tyrannical laugh and said, "Little ghost, now that your immortal bones have been shattered, do you dare to run rampant? Prevent me from becoming a true immortal, just take your life to repay it!"

The huge shadow of thunder, which seems to be very majestic, is actually on the verge of collapse.

"Before I kill him, I must not die!" Ye Qingcheng's soul was full of the tragic deaths of the Yun Clan's predecessors. The sea of blood is not avenged, and his spiritual source must not be dispersed. He clenched his Thunder Fist and roared at Leng Qianqiu.

"Click!!!!

His roar was thunder, and with it he roared, and the thunder resounded through the heavens.

"What you can't do, die!" Leng Qianqiu shouted, and rushed towards Ye Qingcheng.

Ye Qingcheng's Thunder Giant Shadow is not inferior to Leng Qianqiu in terms of momentum, but it is useless to rely on momentum alone in battle, strength is the core thing.

I saw that Ye Qingcheng's two thunder giant hands were suddenly restrained by the vines behind Leng Qianqiu. The vines were like steel bars, tightly wrapped around Ye Qingcheng's two thunder giant arms, making them unable to move. In fact, although Leng Qianqiu's retreat was interrupted, the Water Spirit Immortal Source that he had fused with was a cut above Ye Qingcheng in terms of strength. In addition, Ye Qingcheng's aggregate has never been completed, and its strength has been constantly weakened, resulting in such a tragic situation in the end.

"It's over. On the desert, the mysterious immortal looked up at the sky and said, "But I don't seem to have any reason to save him." ”

Vines wrapped around Ye Qingcheng's arms, no matter how much he struggled, it was useless. At the same time, Leng Qianqiu's fierce giant hand had already grabbed his neck and said, "We killed the Green Fire Crane, we killed the Tianmu Tiger, we killed the Cloud Turning Jiao, we killed the members of the Yun Clan, and the common people in the human world, all of them were killed by us." My hands are stained with their blood. But so what? Can you avenge them? Aren't you like an ant, dying at my hands?!"

Every word he said was like the most poisonous steel needle, viciously piercing Ye Qingcheng's soul.

"Ahhhh......h

"Die!" Leng Qianqiu grabbed the hand of the Thunder Giant Shadow, and suddenly used force, and the Thunder Giant Shadow's head suddenly exploded. Then, the vine tentacles behind Leng Qianqiu's back tightened one after another, and the two arms of the Thunder Giant Shadow also exploded into bursting lightning.

There are two giant shadows in the sky, one is dark cyan and the other is silver. Ye Qingcheng's thunder giant shadow had no arms or a head, and Leng Qianqiu's dead wood body was still becoming more and more hideous. At this time, the thunder light on the thunder body was weakening, and it seemed that it had no power to resist, and it could collapse at any time.

"Poor thing, you could have had a better outcome. As he spoke, Leng Qianqiu stretched out his terrifying giant claw, slowly inserted it into the chest of the Thunder Giant Shadow, and said, "When I dig up your immortal source, I will let your soul never be reborn!"

"It's a pity. "The mysterious immortal in the desert turned away regretfully.

At this moment, Lei Mang shone on the sky again, illuminating the vast desert, and the mysterious immortal suddenly raised his head, shocked for a moment, and then said excitedly: "That's right." ”

Under the starry sky at night, strange blood vessels grew out of Thunder's body, all over his body.

His lost arms were regrouped, but the skull didn't grow, and it didn't matter if the spirit head was or not. He grabbed Leng Qianqiu's hand that had been inserted into his chest with one hand, and in the palm of the other hand, the burning transparent, ethereal, and mysterious thunder flame had been pushed towards Leng Qianqiu's chest.

"The ninth form of the Thousand Transformation Palm is also the strongest palm created by itself, the Creation of the God Slaughter Seal!" The mysterious immortal licked and licked his sharp teeth, revealing a blood-boiling smile, and said, "This power originating from the underworld is really amazing!"

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