"This weapon can actually change the heavens and trigger thunder!"

Su Hengzhong's pupils were torn in an instant, his eyes widened angrily, and his face was full of shock.

Under the powerful eyesight of the heavy pupil, time seemed to be slowed down, and Su Heng could clearly see every detail on the thunder light, as well as the dark purple plasma slurry formed after the air was broken down by the current.

An extremely dangerous aura.

It crawled on his body like a cold viper, making him tingle all over his body.

Thunder is one of nature's most terrifying destructive forces.

Its voltage can easily reach hundreds of millions of volts, the current formed can reach hundreds of thousands of amperes, and the temperature generated in an instant can reach 20,000 or 30,000 degrees.

You know, the temperature on the surface of the sun is only about 6,000 degrees Celsius.

Even indestructible steel can be dissolved and evaporated under such terrifying destructive power.

"Senior sister, be careful!"

Su Heng has rich combat experience and is ready to deal with it in an instant.

His body swelled, reverted to a body nearly twelve meters tall, and fell to his knees.

Strange black smoke swirled around his muscular torso.

His skin was bright red and his chest trembled.

The rock-hard muscles were stuffed under the bronzed skin covered in twisted markings, and even Su Heng's eternal roaring face began to grow twisted and evil black horns.

During the one-year period of practicing in Daokan Mountain.

Su Heng had hunted too many spirits in the Phantom Sea Desert.

The divine essence in the flesh and blood of those ancient creatures was dissolved and absorbed by the immortal-eating talent, and this process was subtly changing Su Heng's form.

Let him continue to transform towards the perfect form of perfection and dominance.

He is a model of evolution.

Although some cowardly and conservative people refuse to admit his magnificence, this subjective denial cannot change the objective facts.

Bang!

Su Heng folded his arms.

It was like four continuous pitch-black mountains in front of her, and the dark shadows and the stench of flesh and blood smoke completely enveloped Miaochan.

Miaochan's golden pupils fluttered.

was shocked by the perfect form that Su Heng showed at this time, and it was difficult to speak.

The thick bony armor was constantly proliferating, growing, and spreading, and the dense metallic luster shimmered in the thunder.

And then there was no fancy collision with the terrifying electric light.

With a loud explosion, a huge ball of light with a diameter of more than 100 meters appeared on the surface.

The nearby city walls, buildings, blood-clothed guards, and the farmers who had managed to survive were evaporated by the power contained in this light, turning into wisps of distorted black smoke.

The earth tore apart and settled, and the expanding air swept millions of tons of wind and sand into the distance, and the entire city was almost destroyed.

Sumeru mustard seeds, an instant of eternity.

Su Heng could feel his indestructible bone armor melting in the heat of the star.

The terrifying radiation particles washed over Su Heng's body like a torrent.

These radiations, which were enough to kill hundreds of thousands of people, were greedily absorbed by Su Heng's flesh and blood at this time.

He forcibly endured this unimaginable pain with willpower a hundred times stronger than steel, and rejoiced at every reshaping of flesh and blood.

The bright electric light gradually dispersed, and black smoke rose in a curling manner.

The dark clouds in the sky were torn apart by the wind and disappeared, and the cold moonlight that had not changed for hundreds of millions of years fell on the ruins.

"Whew!"

Song Zhongban held the thunder gun in his hand and gasped.

This weapon can be said to be the treasure of the Song family, and every time it is used, it has to pay a huge price.

However, if he could eliminate the two divine sons of Daokan Mountain, then the price would be worth it in his eyes.

But—

When Song Zhongban saw the huge and rugged monster in the black smoke, the smile on his face froze.

His pupils fluttered with intense fear.

The monster breathed heavily.

A warm wind was blowing on the ground.

Then he got up, and large chunks of charred and charred muscles fell off his body, but the new flesh and blood quickly filled the gap.

After Su Heng got up completely, the injuries on his body had already recovered.

"It's—"

Su Heng's chin opened to the base of his ears, revealing a snake-like bloody mouth.

He moved his body, the muscles and bones of his body clicked, and every cell was singing the joy of being reborn, "Happy! ”

"Hahahaha!"

Su Heng looked up to the sky and laughed, and the laughter stopped abruptly.

Bang!

The ground beneath his feet exploded, and dust and smoke rolled.

His burly body lunged forward, so fast and so large that the air behind him formed a unique negative pressure phenomenon.

The ancient trees on both sides were uprooted and torn to pieces under the rapidly decreasing atmospheric pressure.

More than a dozen small blue-black hurricanes suddenly took shape amid the roar.

"Die!"

Accompanied by waves of combustion gases.

A huge pitch-black palm fell from the sky.

Song Zhongban trembled all over, and his Dao heart was almost torn apart by the body of the demon god that filled all his eyes in front of him.

"How could I die in a place like this!" He roared, furious, cloaked, and in desperation the thunderbolt was hurled forward.

Bang!

The dazzling golden thunder exploded in Su Heng's palm.

Song Zhong didn't look back, and quickly fled and retreated in the direction of the deep mountain.

"Good baby!"

A ray of light flashed in Su Heng's heavy pupils.

He grabbed forward with his big hand, and the thunder spear more than seven meters long was held in his hand.

Before he could properly figure out the usefulness of this weapon, things changed dramatically.

With a bang, thunder fell from the sky, and the golden thunder spear that was originally quietly waiting in Su Heng's palm began to dissolve, grow, and thicken.

In a moment, it turned into a spear composed of pure thunder.

Crackling blazing thunder, spreading outward.

The mountains, rivers, plants and trees along the way were all reduced to fine powder in the sound of explosions.

Su Hengda was taken aback.

His arms tensed and clenched hard.

But a powerful repulsive force pushed outward, accompanied by a violent thunderbolt and lightning, Su Heng's fingers were forced to bounce away by this force.

Click!

The thunder spear turned into a golden lightning bolt and rose from the ground.

Disappeared into the dark and dull sky, and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.

"This bloodline weapon is related to the rise and fall of the family, and it must be set up with multiple insurances, and it is difficult for those who are not allowed to exert their power."

Miao Chan didn't know when she came to Su Heng's side, and whispered a few words of comfort.

I don't need to use the power of this spear, I just need to find a way to eat it... Su Heng didn't say what he thought.

However, he can roughly tell.

The concentration of radiation particles in this thunder gun has dropped severely, and only 30% of the original is left.

If nothing else, it needs to be charged by some means before it can once again exert that terrifying power that destroys the world.

After realizing this.

The status of the thunder gun in Su Heng's mind has dropped a lot.

"Do you want to keep chasing?" Miaochan looked at Song Zhongban and asked cautiously as she left the direction of the escape.

"Nope." Su Heng shook his head.

After all, Song Zhongban is a god-level figure, and his strength is not trivial.

In the few breaths he had just delayed, he had already used his secret technique to flee more than ten miles away, and at this time he had almost entered the core sphere of influence of the imperial army.

In this range, there are not only the elders of the Song family, but also the most likely to meet the world-famous national teacher.

Su Heng is confident in his own strength.

But he doesn't think that he is already unparalleled in the world if he is serious, and he can be unparalleled among all the grandmasters.

"Someone's coming here."

In the field of vision brought by the heavy pupils, several figures were flying rapidly.

Being able to fly in the air without the help of any foreign objects is one of the important characteristics of the Imperial Air Grandmaster.

Su Heng continued, "There's no need for us to continue fighting, let's leave early." ”

As he spoke, he returned the teardrop-shaped black necklace to Senior Sister Miaochan.

The two took off into the air and quickly left.

——

A moment later.

The three figures stood on the ruins of Litai County with ugly faces.

"That's an exaggeration."

A red-faced old man with a white beard looked at the huge craters in the ground and the long rifts that nearly split the city in two, and muttered, "The aftermath of the battle alone has almost completely destroyed the entire city." ”

"The son of the Song family was actually forced to retreat to this step."

Another black-robed middle-aged man spoke, his thick eyebrows furrowed, and his tone could not hide his shock, "He even used the bloodline divine weapon at the bottom of the box, such as the thunder gun, but in the end, not only did he fail to kill the opponent, but he fled in embarrassment."

"If it is about the profound heritage, the Immortal Mountain is still far above the Golden Family. Even a strong clan like the Song family can't be compared. ”

The last person was a young woman, with a cold appearance, white skin as jade, a little red sand on her forehead, and an ethereal temperament.

She paused for a moment, then spoke:

"This time, one of the people who came from Daokan Immortal Mountain was Du Nuo's disciple Miaochan. But the other person hasn't heard much about it, and his face is tight, do you have any news about this person? ”

The remaining two were silent.

Half an hour later.

The white-bearded and red-faced old man at the beginning hesitated, "That person's name is Su Heng, and he is a young disciple who has just joined Daokan Mountain. It's just that legend has it that he has another identity, that is, Liu Qingqing's demonic disciple..."

"Shhhh

There was a faint gasp in the air.

The several grandmasters present were all big names on the famous side, but at this time, they all had a trace of silence on their faces.

Especially the cold Dao Gu with a little cinnabar in the center of her eyebrows, she clenched her silver teeth.

The slender jade hands under the long sleeves of black tulle are all tightly clasped together.

But the expression on his face was one of love and hate.

The other two grandmasters are both old and mature characters, and they can tell that this expression is wrong, very wrong just by glancing at the corner of their eyes!

They were tickling in their hearts, and they were very curious.

But this matter involves Liu Qingqing's bully, so it's not convenient to inquire.

I was afraid that I would be killed and wiped out of thin air because of this trivial matter that day, so I had to hold my stomach full of doubts in my heart.

——

months later.

After the rain clears the empty mountain, the weather comes late in autumn.

There had just been a light rain yesterday evening, and there were still some small puddles on the ground.

In the mountains of Daukan.

The smoke is miao, and the bell is melodious.

On the peak of Yunyin Peak, the disciples and elders of the main peak of the three veins all gathered together.

In the mountains, they are basically gathered in His Royal Highness Yuqing, this open space that is not big or small.

Miaochan and Shang Luo, the two senior sisters and brothers, were shouting to maintain order, and after working for a long time, they finally divided the crowd into three columns and stood together sparsely.

Among these three ranks of Taoist priests.

The middle column is the person from Yunyin Peak.

The peak master of Yunyin Peak is Du Nuo, and the people in this vein are relatively normal.

Basically, the men are elegant and chic, and the women are ethereal and clear.

And the column on the left hand side is the team that Su Heng is in at this time.

This vein is a disciple under the command of Lei Xuanfeng Liu Qingqing, and there are all kinds of strange things in it.

An old man with a dog's head on his shoulder, a long-haired pink girl with fox ears, an elder with a turtle shell on crutches, and so on. The strangest thing is that there is a willow tree in the team, which was carried over by a giant bear with a scar on its face.

Su Heng's face was speechless, standing at the front of this team.

The height of more than three meters blocked the eyes of several people behind it, and the willow tree could still see the scenery in front of it, if it had eyes.

And the last column of the team was Bai Shifeng's disciple.

Su Heng has never seen the peak master of this vein so far.

It's just that I vaguely don't know where I've heard it, saying that this peak master is a martial idiot, and his head is a little not very smart.

Bai Shifeng's disciples are also muscular men.

The body is like a thick bucket.

He is almost the same height and body width, and wears snow-white robes.

The senior brothers and elders in this vein are really as good as their namesake.

At a glance, it was no different from the angular stones.

Gather so many brothers and sisters.

Naturally, something big is happening.

Under the auspices of the Lord of Duno Peak, Daokan Mountain will hold a sacrifice, notify the upper realm, and officially join the WTO. Prepare for the fight against the Golden Family and the Immortal Mountain, which is biased towards the imperial court.

The process of sacrifice is boring and boring.

First, fasting, then burning incense and praying, and then playing music and chanting the Treasure of the First Heavenly Venerable.

Su Heng held a bell-shaped magic weapon in his hand, and his well-developed muscles bulged the originally wide robe.

He mingled in the crowd, shaking his head and indiscriminately.

Senior Sister Miaochan saw that Su Heng's attitude was a little improper, and she glared at him angrily.

Then we will go to the part of asking God.

Every time Du Nuo recited a sentence, Su Heng followed everyone and bowed down towards the statue in the Yuqing Palace.

Crash!

After this process was completed, there was a sudden noise in the temple.

The golden silk inscription in Duno's slender fingers spontaneously combusted without wind, and in the midst of the raging golden flames, a pure white feathered crane flapped its wings and flew high, causing ripples in the clear sky, and then disappeared.

In the moment of disappearance.

Airplanes!

It was as if a bell was being played in the void.

Su Hengmeng felt a feeling of being stared at, his gaze was indifferent and boundless, and his divine power was infinite. The muscles on Su Heng's body tensed involuntarily, and he actually felt breathless.

Fortunately, the feeling of being watched only lasted for two or three breaths, and then disappeared into the void.

But Su Heng could feel his heart pounding.

He touched his forehead.

Hands covered with cold sweat.

"Are there really immortals!?" Su Heng's eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

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