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True Yuan and Thunder Light are intertwined. Writing, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info but at this moment, it is not "manpower is sometimes poor".

Because, this is Xu Yiyang's home field!

The True Yuan Vortex began to rotate rapidly, like a grinding disc. And although the thunder light current was majestic, like a divine dragon, raging in Xu Yiyang's sea of qi, it could not be replenished after all.

At the beginning, Xu Yiyang was defeated and retreated, but he was firmly guarding the last line of defense.

A quarter of an hour later, the two sides began to stalemate.

After another quarter of an hour, the thunder light current faintly began to retreat, and Zhenyuan began to attack. And an hour later, everything was reversed, it was the thunder light current that was retreating, and the true yuan was attacking.

There is nothing to say about this, it is very simple, Xu Yiyang's victory is logical.

However, when the heavenly thunder was consumed to the last trace, the sword box suddenly lost its voice: "Thunder pulp!"

Xu Yiyang couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then he heard the sword box shouting: "You kid is really lucky, this is a real thunder containing a drop of thunder pulp!"

Xu Yiyang still didn't understand.

"Don't worry about it now, quickly wrap this drop of thunder pulp with true yuan, don't wear it off!" The sword box danced with indescribable excitement.

Xu Yiyang's heart moved, and Zhenyuan immediately expanded majestically, including the last trace of thunder light like substance.

At this contact, Xu Yiyang's heart immediately trembled. That little bit of thunder, like flowing water, although subtle, has an endless majestic majesty hidden in it.

That's the power of heaven and earth!

"Thunder pulp is the essence contained in real thunder, and it is extremely difficult to appear. The sword box breathed a sigh of relief, and then explained carefully, "Once it is captured, it can be dispersed into the sea of qi and slowly refined with true yuan warmth." After refining it successfully, you will be able to truly transform into thunder!"

Xu Yiyang was stunned: "What do you mean?"

"Although there are many kinds of thunder methods in the cultivation world, they are either true element imitation, or they are catalyzed by stimulating aura, which is very different from the true thunder of heaven and earth. The true thunder of heaven and earth contains the power of heaven and earth, which is naturally not comparable to these thunder methods. And after having the thunder pulp, the true yuan thunder is the pure heavenly thunder!" The sword box was shouting wildly, sighing, "I don't know how many monks have captured the thunder light, just to refine a drop of thunder pulp." It's a pity that no one knows where it will appear. Sometimes, in a subtle thunder light that can't even burn your hair, there is thunder pulp, and sometimes, the kind of heavenly thunder that can destroy the mountain peak with a single blow can't refine the thunder pulp. It's a matter of luck!"

Xu Yiyang was slightly stunned, and no longer spoke, but tried his best to control the true yuan, wanting to disperse the drop of thunder slurry and spread it into the sea of qi.

But how can it be so easy?

The sword box sighed: "That's not what you can do now, keep it for now, and try it again when you reach the realm of Jindan in the future." ”

Suddenly, the sword box looked horrified: "What...... How could it be!"

What happened to make the sword box horrified?

Xu Yiyang is clear.

Because in his sea of qi, Zhenyuan was trying to tear the thunder pulp, but he was still unable to do anything. And in such a process, the thunder pulp inevitably released a trace of breath.

Then, the fierce sword god who was watered by Zhenyuan opened his eyes. And the true yuan poured into the true intent of the martial arts.

In Xu Yiyang's sea of qi, the true intent of martial arts is condensed like substance!

Then, the sword god slowly slashed out with a sword, and the target was the thunder pulp.

Thunder Pulp seems to have a spirituality of its own, and it crackles instantly, wanting to fight back. However, the majestic True Yuan was immediately suppressed, and the thunder pulp was immediately saddened......

A sword slashes the thunder!

Yes, in Xu Yiyang's body, there was a sudden thunderclap!

Xu Yiyang only felt that his mind was blank, and when he came back to his senses, he found that the true yuan in the sea of qi was almost exhausted, and in the hands of the sword fierce god, a small long sword appeared.

This sword is pale in color, with a faint flash of electric light, and the indescribable majesty is contained in it. The style is also very quaint, without the slightest luxurious decoration.

However, Xu Yiyang still found a difference.

The fierce god of the sword is the true meaning of martial arts, and it is a phantom!

Therefore, the long sword in his hand is also a phantom.

But now, Xu Yiyang suddenly found that the sword in the hands of the fierce sword god has become the substance!

What the hell is going on?

Don't talk about Xu Yiyang, even the sword box is stunned.

However, no matter what, the hidden danger of thunder light invasion has been lifted. Xu Yiyang only then had time to circulate the true yuan throughout his body and remove the injury.

Under the flow of true yuan, those charred skins fell off one after another, and the new skin was revealed. At first, it was still pink, but after a while, it was white.

Xu Yiyang, who was originally dark, has now become a white-faced boy, and Xu Yiyang himself is still at a loss.

After that, it's time to restore the true element. While absorbing the aura of heaven and earth, Xu Yiyang's mind flowed and he raised questions about the sword box.

"Now, according to what you said, I have stepped into the cultivation realm. Xu Yiyang's voice was subtle, and he sighed lowly, "Don't say anything else." I only asked, I successfully reached the other side, what kind of cultivation should the demon clan guarding the teleportation array there be?"

The sword box was stunned, and only after a while did he say bitterly: "At least the demon master and demon general." Demon spirit level, you don't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder!"

Xu Yiyang sighed: "I remember you told me that the demon spirit-level demon clan is equivalent to a foundation building monk. Other words...... I'm the one you call who doesn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder. ”

The sword box became serious: "Yes! Cultivating divine thoughts and achieving Mingguang Monk is the only way to have the ability to attack and kill for thousands of miles." You are a little foundation building monk, if you meet a demon master, people will look at you from afar, and the sword light will fly away in an instant, and you will be able to kill you. ”

Xu Yiyang was stunned, his face was unprecedentedly ugly.

"Demon Master, I have a divine thought. What is this divine thought?" Xu Yiyang took a deep breath and realized that the true yuan was already abundant, so he summoned the red blood again and walked away.

While the sword was flying, Xu Yiyang continued to talk to the sword box. This is a matter of life and death, and it must not be sloppy.

"Divine thought is the power of a powerful soul. In the battle between the monks, the true yuan is one thing, and the divine thoughts are also more important!" The sword box had a serious face, "The use of any magic weapon, spirit treasure, and even magic weapon must rely on the power of the soul. And there are many of them that I tell you you don't understand either. Only when you practice it yourself can you understand the subtleties. You know, you can only learn leisurely, and the beauty is difficult for you to say!"

Xu Yiyang fell silent.

After a while, he said softly: "Can I quickly advance to the realm of bright light?

The sword box sighed.

That's why he said that Xu Yiyang was facing a nirvana. Whether it is the big demon sweeping the world, or trying to fight for a glimmer of life, it is full of dangers. It's just that the former is dead and alive, and the latter is just nine dead.

"I can only give you all kinds of cultivation exercises and treasures, as for how to fight enemies stronger than you, that's your business. The sword box finally spoke, sharper than ever, "I am just a sword case! Perhaps, I used to be a great treasure, but now it is broken, and it has not been restored. You are the monk! How can you ask a magic weapon how to defeat a stronger opponent? How can you rely on me for everything?"

Xu Yiyang was stunned.

Yes, it seems that ...... yourself I've been relying on the sword box!

In the final analysis, the sword box is just a box, why is he so unproductive, and he is actually dependent?

Isn't it just that the enemy is ahead?

Xu Yiyang's imperial sword flew rapidly, and suddenly his ears moved slightly, and in the endless black sea under his feet, a blue and shining monster suddenly burst out.

When you look closely, this monster is clearly a large flying fish! It's just that this flying fish is also a little bigger, and it is as big as two Xu Yiyang. That mouth is full of sharp teeth, and a figure like Xu Yiyang can swallow it in one bite.

Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Yiyang and his body pounced, his mind only moved slightly, and the burning embers arrived in his hands.

The sword fell, and a sword light suddenly shone up, slashing the head of the strange flying fish. And Xu Yiyang himself has already habitually unleashed his swordsmanship, directly bullying the strange fish, and burning the embers to rise up.

The strange flying fish shook two huge and powerful pectoral fins, and the sharp sword light was suddenly shot and dissipated. However, after all, this is a blow from the foundation building monk, that weird flying fish, no matter how strong it is, is it still comparable to the demon pawn?

Under the blow, the sword light was shattered, but the pectoral fin of the strange flying fish was also cut off. The strange flying fish was frightened, and was about to reflexively dive into the sea, but caught a glimpse of a figure out of the corner of his eye.

Before it could react, it fell into darkness.