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"I can't wait any longer, Ning Qingying's strength is getting stronger and stronger, and what's even more terrifying is that her magic weapon actually beat the old monster thousands of years ago and fled!" Fan Jiu turned his gaze gloomy, staring at the place where Ning Qingying lived in Earthquake Peak, unable to move for a long time.

"That list of magic weapons is like a spiritual weapon, but it is not like a spiritual weapon......" Fan Jiuzhuan pondered for a long time, and a touch of jealousy flashed through his eyes.

That Bangwen was too weird, through his observation during this time, that Bangwen had an independent consciousness, and according to his performance in the Tianwu Sword Shrine, his strength had reached the level of the Spirit Sea Realm!

"If you want to kill her, you have to find another way, otherwise, the person who dies will be me Fan Jiuzhuan!"

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Ning Qingying, Zhou Bingchang, Xin Ming, the two of them were on the list, and they came out of the Lingyuan Sword Sect and went in the direction of Guiyuan City.

Xin Ming had already promised Ning Qingying, and Xin Ming knew that King Qin, Ke Zhenzong, and Yan Dongqing were all cultivators in the Linghai Realm.

Although Xin Ming had the Thunder Killing Sword Light to kill the Spirit Sea Realm, he couldn't use it because of the lack of thunder source.

But if you want to kill the monks of the Spirit Sea Realm, you must be prepared!

It is necessary to look for the source of lightning to absorb.

"If only there was a thunderstorm!"

Xin Ming looked at the gloomy sky and muttered.

"Hey, it's really raining?"

As soon as Xin Ming finished speaking, God seemed to be extremely cooperative, and a light rain fell, and even a wind blew.

In the blink of an eye, the wind took advantage of the rain, and it actually fell bigger and bigger, and the sky in the distance was constantly thundering.

That's great!

Xin Ming was overjoyed in his heart, and transmitted the sound of Ning Qingying and Zhou Bingchang, "You go to the broken temple to hide from the rain, and I will absorb some thunder sources." ”

"Absorb the source of thunder?"

Ning Qingying's beautiful eyes widened and said anxiously. "Little Bangbang, are you going to absorb the thunderbolts? Are you alright?"

"Master, the thunder of nature is very powerful, once the mortal body is touched, it will be the end of ashes, please think twice, please think twice!" Zhou Bingchang clenched his fists on the side and persuaded.

"It's okay, I'll go and draw a small thunderbolt first. Xin Ming said confidently.

Xin Ming also knew that thunder and lightning were not ordinary things, and when idlers were struck by lightning, they would definitely be wiped out.

But Xin Ming had a guess in his heart, his body was Bangwen, his divine sense had reached the level of the Spirit Sea Realm, if he had withstood the bombardment of thunder and lightning, operated the Spirit Snatching Creation Technique to absorb it, and gathered the thunder source, then it would be extremely helpful to kill King Qin and others.

As Ning Qingying's magic weapon, Ning Qingying's affairs are his Xin Ming's affairs.

Xin Ming had already promised Ning Qingying that after avenging her revenge, she would walk the world by one person.

Zhou Bingchang, Ning Qingying, and the two swords couldn't convince Xin Ming. I had to tell him to be careful.

Seeing that Ning Qingying had already gone to the broken temple, Xin Ming's divine sense controlled Bang Wen and flew towards a mountain several miles away.

This mountain is the highest mountain in this area, and Xin Ming knows that the higher the peak, the more thunder and lightning will come.

Crackling!

Thundered!

Just as Xin Ming had just flown to the top of the mountain, a thumb-thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky and slashed at a thick hemlock tree on the top of the mountain.

The hemlock tree immediately sparked sparks, arced out, and the entire trunk of the tree opened with flesh.

Xin Ming paused, struggled for a while, and then his gaze was firm, and he turned the third layer of the Spirit Snatching Creation Technique to the extreme, and came to the hemlock tree.

Crackling!

A bolt of lightning the thickness of chopsticks fell, instantly linked to the hemlock tree, and then passed into the list!

At the moment when the lightning was conducted, Bang Wen trembled violently, and the light on it flashed, and a one-meter-square whirlpool suddenly appeared.

The lightning that fell from the sky instantly entered the whirlpool, and the entire list of words at this moment, the arc of electricity flashed and sparks exploded.

At this moment, Xin Ming's consciousness body was numb, and the arc of his body was shining.

He found that through the operation of the Soul Snatching Creation Technique, it was really as he guessed, it could absorb the heavenly thunder and store it on the thunder killing sword light in the list text.

This discovery made De Xinming's eyes look at the sky.

"The lightning is coming more violently!" Xin Ming shouted wildly in his heart, if it goes on like this, as long as there are three or four more lightnings, the thunder killing sword light can be filled with energy, and Xin Ming also has a hole card.

Thundered!

The rain became heavier and heavier, and gradually became a pouring trend, and the lightning was mixed with the heavy rain, and the dark sky became bright and dark with the lightning, which was extremely terrifying.

The lightning bolts were bigger and thicker than the other.

Xin Ming used the Soul Snatching Creation Technique, constantly absorbing the thunder light, and in the Bangwen space, there were already three thunder killing sword lights floating.

"I didn't expect this lightning to have such benefits!"

At this moment, Xin Ming was extremely happy in his heart, absorbing the thunder and lightning could not only condense the thunder killing sword light, but the thunder entered the list text, and it also passed Xin Ming's consciousness body!

Every time the thunder and lightning passed through Xin Ming's consciousness body, he felt a tingle, and then he felt refreshed, and his consciousness body became more condensed.

In the blink of an eye, most of the night passed, and the wind and rain stopped.

The lightning never came again, but in the east of the sky, there was a touch of fish belly white.

The dawn has come.

"Little bangbang, are you okay......" In the distance, accompanied by Ning Qingying's worried voice, a shadow suddenly came, followed by Zhou Bingchang.

"It's okay, I'm fine. ”

Xin Mingbang shook his words and said refreshedly.

At this moment, Xin Ming felt that his consciousness body had become transparent again, but he felt a lot stronger than before, yes, it was the feeling of being strong.

"It seems that in the future, I will look for more places for thunder and lightning to improve myself!"

Xin Ming looked at Ning Qingying, who was worried, and said. "Sister Qingying, let's go, let's go to Taiji City to find King Qin first. ”

"Little Bangbang, your Thunder Killing Sword Light has been condensed?" Ning Qingying said in surprise when she heard Xin Ming say this.

"Hmm. ”

Xin Mingbangwen flew in front of Ning Qingying, and Ning Qingying's jade hand took it, slowly rolled it up, and tied it to his back.

"Senior nephew Ning, that list of spirit weapons doesn't need to be tied, I'll hand it over to the old man later!" Suddenly, an old, Ning Qingying's familiar voice sounded behind him.

Ning Qingying's delicate body was shocked, and she looked back behind her in the twilight, and lost her voice. "Great Elder!"

"This old thing actually came so fast!" Xin Ming's divine sense swept out, and he couldn't help but be surprised, Ke Zhenzong really couldn't wait, it was less than three thousand miles away from the Lingyuan Sword Sect, and he couldn't wait to do it.

"With such a kind of mind, it is no wonder that two hundred years have passed, and this is the cultivation of this point. Zhou Bingchang slowly turned around and looked at Ke Zhenzong, with a hint of disdain on his face.

Ke Zhenzong's gaze fell on Zhou Bingchang, looked at it for a while, and said suspiciously. "Senior nephew Chu, why, the old man sees a familiar feeling in you?"

In fact, Ke Zhenzong still had a word to say, and he felt a wave of hatred and hatred in Zhou Bingchang!

"Dark arrows hurt people, you have lived in vain for two hundred years!"

The moment Zhou Bingchang's voice came out, Ke Zhenzong's face changed drastically, and he pointed at Zhou Bingchang. "You...... You are Zhou Bingchang!"

"What if it is, what if it isn't?" Zhou Bingchang glanced at Ke Zhenzong coldly, "If you want to move my master, weigh yourself first." ”

"What?

Ke Zhenzong's old eyes widened, and he looked at the list of words, revealing an incredible look.

Back then, the arrogant Tianjiao of the Lingyuan Sword Sect, the invincible Tianjiao, actually made a subordinate of the Lingwen Instrument Spirit?!