86_86030 Boom!

The moment Ling Yun stepped into the range of ten zhang, a huge humanoid phantom appeared in front of him, the phantom was about a hundred zhang high, surrounded by thunder and light all over his body, and a palpitating aura emanated.

Under this breath, the flow speed of Lingyun Qihai's spiritual qi slowed down, and there was a momentary pause in his body.

Suddenly, a huge heavenly sound sounded from behind the phantom, and a sea of thunder appeared above the phantom's head, the thunder flashed, pouring down, the space was distorted, and everywhere it passed, everything was destroyed, and the breath of destruction came to the face.

"Is this the vision of the Yantian Realm?" Ling Yun looked at the top of the phantom's head in surprise, where the thunder burst like a sea of thunder. Suddenly, a light flashed in the eyes of the Baizhang Phantom, and then a pillar of thunder and lightning rushed out of the sea of thunder, as if it had passed through the space, and suddenly descended on the top of Ling Yun's head.

The complete thunder and lightning imprint on his chest was filled with silver light, and the nine-headed thunder dragon phantom on it became more and more real, and then, a nine-headed thunder dragon phantom that reached the sky shrouded Ling Yun, and the thunder and lightning light pillar fell, but it was absorbed by the nine-headed thunder dragon.

The moment the nine-headed thunder dragon appeared, the phantom trembled, it seemed to feel the breath of the spirit of ten thousand thunders, and its blurred eyes revealed a sense of awe from the soul. Suddenly, the phantom spirit body trembled, and a violent thunder and lightning aura suddenly emanated.

I thought that as long as the nine-headed thunder dragon appeared, Lei Ling should not attack again, but Lei Ling seemed to be under some kind of control, and was not suppressed by the breath of the Ten Thousand Thunder Spirit.

Thundered~

The earth-shattering thunder roared, and the thunderclouds covering the sky above the phantom's head drifted and moved to the top of Ling Yun's head!

Ling Yun's complexion changed slightly, and he took the seal with both hands, controlling the nine-headed thunder dragon. The moment the thundercloud appeared above Ling Yun's head, a breath of destruction completely locked Ling Yun.

The thunder sea rolled, the thunder arc beat like a real dragon, wisps of purple thunder and lightning appeared in the thunder sea waves, so that the space was distorted, and in a moment, the thunder sea contained in the thunder clouds fell, like a downpour, as if forming a huge water column, impermeable, the space was distorted, and a trace of black cracks appeared in the void.

The nine-headed thunder dragon shouted angrily, as if it was provoked, and the endless thunder light converged in the dragon's mouth, and suddenly nine thunder light clusters formed, and after the thunder pillar like water fell, it suddenly spit out.

The nine light clusters intertwined with each other, like nine dazzling stars, colliding with the thunder pillar that fell from the sky.

The moment the two collided, the heavens and the earth seemed to pause for a breath, and fine cracks appeared in the space, sweeping in all directions, and suddenly a dazzling light cluster collided with the two for a moment, and suddenly lit up, like the scorching sun at noon, emitting endless divine light and sweeping in all directions, and the heavens and the earth were bleak for a moment.

Rumble~

The heavens and the earth shook, a huge roar roared, terrifying thunder emitted from the thunder sun, and the sixth hall trembled.

"What's going on?"

The monk in the sixth hall looked at the place where the fluctuations appeared in horror, feeling bad, and immediately rushed towards the entrance of the main hall.

The thunder sun formed by the collision of the two bursts, and the thunder and lightning in the entire hall fluctuate violently, and the hall seems to be boiling, and thousands of thunderbolts sweep in all directions, like a thick silver dragon coiling on the main hall.

"Why is there such a big fluctuation in the Sixth Hall? This seems to be a collision between two Yantian Realm cultivators!"

In the tall Thunder Hall, the elders all looked ahead in surprise, their eyes were like knives, as if they could cut through the void and fall on top of the sixth hall.

The raging thunder raged for three breaths, and the thunder spirit in the main hall was swept away, turning into thunder aura and drifting away, and suddenly the air was filled with a rich thunder aura.

Soon, the rich thunder aura at the exit of the sixth hall fluctuated, and a humanoid silhouette appeared.

"Who could it be?"

The elders' eyes were slightly condensed, they could make such a big move, they were definitely not ordinary people, but the monks on the Tianjiao list seemed to be breaking into the seventh hall, could this person be a group of newly killed dark horses?

The thunder aura dissipated, revealing an ordinary-looking monk, and then the elders' pupils shrank, because they had a trace of this person.

"It seems to be called Ling Yun, but he won Wen Lei a few days ago. It is currently in the eighty-seventh position. An elder opened the Heavenly Pride List and swept his gaze.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with my brother?" Although the girl couldn't see the sixth hall, she immediately asked anxiously when she heard an elder mention Ling Yun's name.

Tu smiled slightly and said, "That's right, he broke through the sixth hall and is considered an official disciple of the Thunder Palace!"

Hearing this, the girl smiled, and then worried: "Grandpa, is my brother injured?"

Tu's eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze was like a sword, piercing the space, and falling to Ling Yun who walked out of the sixth hall, his breath was chaotic, but his body was not in serious trouble.

After walking out of the sixth hall, Ling Yun took a deep breath, calmed down the chaotic aura, and looked ahead, and a large hall surrounded by thunder appeared in his eyes.

At this time, at the entrance of the main hall, there were dozens of monks cross-legged, their eyes falling on Ling Yun, and they seemed to be a little stunned.

Ling Yun ignored everyone's gaze, and swept his gaze, Ning Zixuan and Pang Chuan were here. The dragon walked and walked in front of the two.

"Ling Yun!" Ning Zixuan's voice trembled a little, she and Pang Chuan had been waiting here for several hours, originally she thought that Ling Yun was stopped in a large hall, and she was going to look for Ling Yun after the hall was over, but now she ......

"I'm sorry Zixuan, I delayed some time in my cultivation before, so you waited a long time. Ling Yun lowered his head and said ashamedly.

"It's good to come, and when the hall is over, I'll settle accounts with you!" Ning Zixuan pouted her cherry lips and turned her back.

"Lingyun, let's go, let's break into the palace!" Pang Chuan smiled, walked ahead, and entered the seventh hall, Lingyun lowered his head and followed, the corners of Ning Zixuan's mouth secretly curled, showing a smile, and also followed.

The seventh hall, as far as the eye can see, the boundless thunderclouds are scattered, one by one the thunder spirits roar, the sound is deafening, in the main hall, countless thunder spirits rushed, as if forming a tide of thunder spirits, and rushed to the front of the three people in the blink of an eye.

The three of them were on guard, Ling Yun stepped out and stood in front of the two, the nine-headed thunder dragon phantom appeared behind him, the supreme power dispersed in all directions, shrouded by the coercion, and the infinite thunder spirit that rushed away appeared, and then their movements seemed to be slowed down, as if a huge mountain was pressing on their bodies.

Ning Zixuan and the others looked at each other, a look of surprise appeared in their eyes, they had heard from the monk who failed to break into the hall outside the hall before, the thunder spirit tide was extremely powerful and endless, and there was almost nothing that could restrain it, if they wanted to break through, they could only force it through, and now as soon as Ling Yun made a move, he actually suppressed it.

Looking at Lei Ling, who was half slower, the two of them did not hesitate and immediately made a move, and at the same time, Ling Yun also shot together!

Rumble~

There are nine thunder dragons to suppress, plus the strength of the three is not weak, so the rushing thunder spirit tide is not much of a threat to the three of them. Under the joint force, we will continue to move forward.

In a moment, dozens of feet forward, a powerful thunder power came from the front, and in the blink of an eye, the coercion emitted by the nine-headed thunder dragon stagnated, collapsing like a, and then, a huge thunder dragon broke through the thunder mist, revealing a hideous head, and the terrifying spiritual power was also crazy at this time, reaching the extreme.

Under the power of the thunder dragon, the nine-headed thunder dragon phantom distorted, and in an instant, it was wiped out by the spiritual power and dissipated into the air.

"Yantian Realm Thunder Spirit!"

The coercion emitted by the thunder dragon caused the bones of the three people to sink, and then the faces of the three of them changed slightly, there was actually a Thunder Spirit of the Yantian Realm here, and they had also touched it!

Roar~

The thunder dragon shouted angrily, the dragon body that covered the sky rolled with dense thunder mist, and a trace of lightning shot out from the dragon's eyes, sweeping the three of them, and finally, the dragon's eyes stared at Ling Yun's body, because from his body, the thunder dragon felt the breath of the supreme thunder dragon, and the dragon's claws rushed out, accompanied by a dazzling thunder light, like a round of rushing thunder yang, and the power was amazing.

The pupils of the three people shrank, Ling Yun's hands were sealed, the black and white air swirled, gathered into a big seal, countless creatures roared, the big seal was like a mountain, it seemed to be able to live forever, the handprint changed, the tower of living beings in the sea of air was glowing with black light, and the phantom shrouded in black gas rushed out of it, fell into the big seal, and rushed out of the big seal.

Ning Zixuan had a round of purple moon looming on her forehead, and the ethereal qi surrounded her body, like a nine-day Xuannu descending to earth, the purple moon swirled lightly, the heavens and the earth shook, and the purple qi gathered together, and a round of purple moon rushed out of her forehead in an instant, and the heavens and the earth were quiet.

Pang Chuan's eyes were closed, he spat out the scriptures, and the light clusters of the nine stars emerged from the top of his head, connected from end to end, forming a ring, his eyes opened suddenly, and wisps of supernatural power and secret power hung down from the aura, like a waterfall falling, and the supernatural power and secret power on his right arm flowed, and then a punch exploded, the air distorted, and fine cracks appeared.

In no particular order, the three forces collided with the Brontosaurus with one claw. In an instant, where the four collided, an endless dazzling divine light was emitted, and the aura of destruction also swept in all directions from the confluence, and where it passed, the thunder mist twisted and rolled, countless thunder spirits dissipated, and the sound of thunder came, shaking people's eardrums and bleeding blood.

"Let's go!"

The monk with a keen sense sensed that something was wrong the moment the four of them collided, and suddenly rushed towards the entrance, and sure enough, before they could completely break out of the seventh hall, a powerful wave of destruction struck their backs, making people's hairs stand on end.

"What a terrifying fluctuation!"

The monks fled frantically, and after rushing out of the seventh hall, they felt the raging aura and had palpitations.

After three breaths, the storm of destruction formed by the four streams finally stopped.

Under such a terrifying storm of destruction, even the Yantian Realm cultivators would be seriously injured, and sure enough, after the storm dissipated, the thunder dragon and thunder spirit suddenly became fragmented, and opposite it, a pitch-black tower of ten zhang in size stood, like an eternal and immortal giant peak, undamaged in the storm. If you look closely, only the bottom is the substance, and the rest is just a phantom.

The Soul Tower shrunk and drilled into the sea of Lingyun Qi, and then the three of them appeared in front of the Thunder Dragon, looking at the dragon's claws shattered, and the dragon's body was broken by most of the Thunder Dragon, the three of them rushed out together, Lingyun's right hand was sealed, surrounded by black and white qi, and the Great Seal of the Soul! The two of them also sent out a powerful blow.

Rumble!

The thunder dragon was severely injured and could not resist it at all, and under the attack of the three of them, it turned into countless thunder lights and dissipated.

Call!

The three of Ling Yun glanced at each other, they all saw the thrill in each other's eyes, and Qi Qi breathed a sigh of relief, if it wasn't for the protection of the Tower of Living Beings before, they had resisted the storm of destruction. They have fallen in the storm by now.

The thunder fog in front of him became thinner, obviously under the destruction storm, which had consumed a lot, and the thunder spirit tide that was still dense before had long since disappeared.

Looking at the exit of the seventh hall not far ahead, the three of them walked over and walked out of the main hall in a moment.

In the seventh hall, in the moment after the three of them left, the thunder mist rolled violently, and thousands of thunder spirits actually reappeared, making a deafening roar, and countless thunder spirits reformed into a thunder spirit tide, covering the seventh hall.

Out of the seventh hall, raise your eyes, endless thunderclouds are covered with nine clouds, thunderclouds are no longer a single black, but nine colors, like auspicious clouds, the light is sprinkled from the thunderclouds, the beauty and richness are full of deadly danger. Above the thunderclouds, a majestic thunder hall appeared, and there was a plaque of "Nine Thunder Palace" hanging on it.

This should be the eighth Thunder Temple. According to the appearance of the Thunder Spirit of the Heaven Realm in the seventh hall, this hall must be even more dangerous.

The Nine Heavens Thunder Hall stood for nine days, emitting fluctuations in the forbidden sky, and it was almost impossible to go up to the sky, and the only passage leading to the Thunder Hall was a step composed of nine-colored thunderclouds.

Pang Chuan smiled innocently, and stepped on the first step first, suddenly, thunder, thumb-thick nine-colored thunder and lightning fell from the nine-colored thundercloud, like a streamer, and hit Pang Chuan in the blink of an eye.

Hiss~

Pang Chuan's black hair stood upside down, there was a hint of scorching black on his skin, his body was slightly numb, and then another nine-colored thunderbolt fell, this time Pang Chuan was obviously prepared, the magic power on his legs and feet flashed, and he suddenly rushed down the steps.

The nine-colored thunderbolt also lost its target at this time. The thunder and lightning imprint emitted mysterious fluctuations, like a lightning rod, and the nine thunderclouds trembled slightly, and then, the thunderclouds in the sky hung down the nine colorful thunderbolts, as if they had passed through the space and went straight to the thunder and lightning imprint on the chest.

Ning Zixuan and Pang Chuan were about to make a move when they saw this, but Ling Yun pressed his hand and signaled the two of them not to make a move, the two glanced at each other, both of them were full of worry, but they didn't make a move.

Rumble!

The sound of thunder sounded from the imprint, and with the influx of nine-colored thunder and lightning, the imprint began to beat like a heart, and in the silver imprint, there was a touch of nine-colored color out of thin air, and a more powerful thunder was brewing, waiting for the day when it broke out of the cocoon.

On the chest, there are four marks, the Mark of the Wind, the Mark of the Mountain, the Mark of the Wind, and the Mark of Thunder.

After coming back to his senses, with the beating of the imprint, the Nine Thunderclouds stopped converging, and taking a deep breath, Ling Yun stepped on the first nine-colored clouds.

Suddenly, no thunder and lightning fell, and there was no movement around him, but the mark on his chest beat more violently, as if it canceled out his breath, making the nine-colored thundercloud unable to lock onto himself.

Temple of Thunder.

"At this time, there are already ten monks who have entered the eighth hall, and there are three monks in the thunder steps, it seems that this session is three more than the ten people in the previous session, but the ninth hall is the key!"

"Grandpa, my brother has finally appeared!" the girl sat in the VIP chair and looked at the light curtain with joy