In the north-central part of the 'Beiyang Mountains', there is a valley covered with thunderclouds all year round, and the clouds are very thick and all of them are dark in color. In the sky, there was a loud noise, and then the yellow thunder, which was as thick as a giant tree, fell like a pouring waterfall in an instant.

With the passage of time, the valley here has been covered by thunder and lightning, whether it is mountains and rocks, trees, or spirit beasts, spirit grass, all of them are full of thunder and lightning. This made those non-thunder attribute martial artists not dare to approach here rashly at all.

Over time, it has become almost a forbidden area for life. This place can only be known on the map of the mountains and rivers of the Empire, and it is called the 'Valley of Thunder'.

Just because you're off the beaten track doesn't mean no one knows. For example, Wei Ye.

Wei Ye was extremely familiar with this valley. At the age of twenty-four, he gritted his teeth and resolutely entered here, and he sat in the valley for a month.

Then, he was only a 'middle-level Xuanshi', and in one fell swoop, he condensed the four 'Thunder Xuanfu', and then started his eventful years.

The morning sun has just risen in the sky. Outside the valley of the 'Valley of Thunder', a young man and a teenager appeared.

The young man's face was lazy, and his eyes were half-squinted, as if he had not woken up. But the young man was extremely energetic, he looked at the yellow thunder flashing everywhere in the valley, and was a little excited.

The young man's surname is Wei, his name is famous, and he is a court captain. And that young man, naturally, is Ye Junlin.

Wei Ye looked at the rolling thunder sea like waves and sighed softly. It seems that there are a lot of old things and some feelings. He smiled, and the space ring on his hand flickered slightly.

Two orange cover mysteries appeared in his hands.

"There are three tasks for you: first, to condense the 'Thunder Xuanfu', second, to cultivate these two mystical techniques, and third, to thoroughly master the 'Mountain Splitting Style'. ”

Wei Ye's words were extremely lazy, and at first glance, they sounded extremely irresponsible. But when you think about it, there is a very subtle truth.

The road of life always has to be walked alone. Whether it is a famous teacher or a good friend, they are just a light on the road, used to illuminate the darkness on the way forward.

"In seven days, I'll pick you up. After Wei Ye finished speaking, above his left hand, purple Xuanguang rose in full bloom.

The wind rises in front of the mountain, and the wind runs in the palm.

Wei Ye waved his hand lightly, and then, Ye Junlin found that his body suddenly flew up, and the direction of the flight was in the valley

The power of thunder and lightning in the valley is extremely strong, and in every direction and every corner, there are tiny yellow lightning wires flashing.

The moment Ye Junlin fell into the valley, he felt an extremely powerful force attack, swimming in his body. Every acupuncture point, every cell, was filled with the power of thunder and lightning, and it was extremely uncomfortable.

Ye Junlin calmed down slightly and looked around carefully. I saw that the surroundings were quite barren, and only a few corners where the thunder and lightning were slightly weaker were there a spiritual grass. These spirit grasses all contain extremely heavy thunder and lightning power, and the grades range from the first to the third order.

Ye Junlin sat down cross-legged, and his perceptual power spread out in all directions.

The sound of 'booming' thunder around them rang out constantly. Yellow thunder and lightning continued to bombard Ye Junlin's body, his clothes were bombarded and burned, his hair was also a little burnt, and his whole body became numb and weak. However, Ye Junlin still bit his lip and insisted on it.

He quietly felt the violent power in the valley, and secretly reflected.

The sun slowly set over the western mountains, and the night gradually covered the land.

After nightfall, the 'Valley of Thunder' shines brightly. Yellow thunder continued to bombard every inch of land in the valley, and the tiny electric wires lit up the dark night sky.

The whole valley is like a yellow diamond that is constantly shining, set in the jade belt of the 'Beiyang Mountains'.

Ye Junlin's mood became extremely impatient, it had been a day and a night, but he didn't feel the power of 'thunder' at all.

The body has become stronger, and the ordinary power of thunder and lightning is no longer able to cause him any damage. However, there has been no progress in the condensation of the 'Thunder Xuanfu'.

"Hey-" Ye Junlin sighed and said in his heart: It seems that this kind of thing should be taken as it is, and there is no hurry!

Thinking of this, Ye Junlin took out his 'Red Flame Sword' and headed towards a mountain cliff.

"Sword three, split the mountain. ”

Above Ye Junlin's whole body, a golden Xuanguang rose in full bloom. I have to say that after he accidentally hit and added attribute power to the 'World Sword Technique', the power of the sword technique has increased several times.

The golden sword shadow shot out from the Red Flame Sword, soared into the sky, and then suddenly grew larger, bombarding a rock, and the rock was instantly bombarded and shattered.

Ye Junlin sighed again, shook his head, and then held the Chiyan Sword and used his mysterious skills again

Time flickered, and it was another day and night.

On this day and night, Ye Junlin constantly turned the 'metallic' Xuan Force, exerted the 'mountain splitting style', and constantly bombarded the rocks and cliffs in the valley.

Blood blisters the size of thumbs were spread all over Ye Junlin's hands, and blood holes were also cracked on his lips. Ye Junlin was still unimpressed, the giant sword in his hand waved repeatedly, and the golden sword shadow continued to fly out.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

On the cliffs, rocks and cliffs are constantly bombarded into rubble. Ye Junlin's Xuan power is also constantly being consumed, even so, the cultivation of the 'mountain splitting style' still has not made any breakthroughs.

"What went wrong?" Ye Junlin asked himself, slowly closing his eyes.

In the sea of his knowledge, the figure of the colorful villain reappeared. The villain wields a small, colorful sword and slowly demonstrates the 'mountain splitting pose'. Every movement, every move, became extremely slow.

Ye Junlin watched quietly, like a hungry child, pounced on the bread, engrossed, hungry and thirsty.

The colorful villain kept demonstrating, and Ye Junlin felt it quietly.

Suddenly, a spiritual light flashed in his mind, and Ye Junlin cheered like a child: "I understand!"

The Chiyan Sword was tightly held in his hand, and the golden Xuanguang rose up on his body, like a golden armor, which was instantly draped on his body.

"Sword Three, Split Mountain!"

Ye Junlin shouted, and the long sword in his hand suddenly waved.

The golden sword shadow flew out like the wind, and bombarded the cliff heavily.

The incomparably hard cliff collapsed in an instant.

Ye Junlin looked at the rolling stones all over the ground and smiled softly