Time flies, time flies, and the continuous huge hum has lasted for two years.

For two years, Cheng Qian sat suspended in mid-air, almost motionless, as if he had been continuously bombarded by thunder from the beginning.

As for Shi Fengchun, in the past two years, he came over from time to time to take a look, and he was also extremely shocked by Cheng Qian's cultivation method.

In other words, he himself couldn't hold out for so long under this violent thunder, and it was not tolerated.

Even several times, he couldn't feel Cheng Qian's breath, which made Shi Fengchun startled, thinking that Cheng Qian had disappeared under the thunder.

However, after a few inspections, the kid was still sitting in the pit, and the breath of the whole person seemed to be integrated with heaven and earth.

It's as if there is not a person sitting there at all, but a ball of thunder and lightning, a kind of breath that returns to the origin.

Shi Fengchun has been silently concerned for two years, while Cheng Qian has been attacked by thunder for two years. The old guy couldn't tell what it was like.

But he didn't do nothing, such a huge Tianwei naturally alarmed other high-level stores in the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls, and many people thought that there was something heavy here, and they all came to join in the fun, and they were all driven back by Shi Fengchun's powerful cultivation.

This kind of power of heaven and earth made many ghosts and monsters secretly guess that a new emperor-level existence was born, but they were all afraid of Shi Fengchun's character, and they didn't dare to come here rashly, so they could only use their divine thoughts to sense in the distance from time to time.

But there are also that kind of ghosts who are not afraid of death, so I have to come and see what is going on. The result can be imagined, and he was directly killed by Shi Fengchun on the spot.

The other two corpse kings of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls naturally sensed this heavenly power and fidgeted, originally they and Shi Fengchun checked and balanced each other.

For some reason, the old guy couldn't really kill all of them. If the old guy's person has a new royal rank, won't it break this balance?

The gaffe is a bit strict. The two corpse kings almost stayed at home, and they all figured out who was the person who attracted this heavenly power in their caves. Is it friend or foe?

Or maybe it's just the old guy himself.

But it's impossible to think about it. The old guy was already at the emperor level, so naturally it was impossible to attract this kind of heavenly power again, unless he had cultivated to the tribulation stage.

The two restless corpse kings sent dozens of eyeliners back and forth, but none of them could come back alive, and they naturally knew in their hearts that they must have been killed by the old guy.

In front of the unknown new Being, the two corpse kings were terrified. Once this newcomer is an enemy, he will not be restrained at all, as long as he joins forces with the old guy, he can destroy them in one day.

"If it really doesn't work, I'll leak the matter of that plan, once the royal family intervenes in this matter, it will be absolutely impossible for that old guy to shake the authority of the royal family of the underworld!"

At this moment, on the edge of an extremely hot mountain range on the fourth layer of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls, there is rolling and flowing magma everywhere, and in the center of the magma there is an isolated island, and the two corpse kings of Drought and Win Gou are discussing something in the main hall on the isolated island.

The drought's face was gloomy. Two turquoise fingers dragged his chin, and there was a faint fear in his eyes.

"My sister's move is inappropriate, once the royal family intervenes. Not to mention whether we will be beaded or not. But if you want to use the resurrection plan, you can't control the underworld pattern. Ying Gou Dai frowned, and immediately shook his head and said.

"The left one is not appropriate, the right is inappropriate, sister, you are really cowardly and afraid, do we really have to wait until the new Cunzi appears to erase us?"

"This is also a matter of no choice, the royal family is not a good stubble, the three emperors of heaven, earth and man. Once you know that someone wants to shake the imperial power, I am afraid that there will be a river of blood again. And we are the perpetrators of this matter, and we will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of the royal family. And my sister should not be too pessimistic. Didn't we find out whether the new man was the old guy's guy or not? If it wasn't the old guy's guy, what would we have to be afraid of? I believe that a person as conceited as an old guy will never let that person go lightly, let alone reveal any secrets. ”

Ying Gou pulled the dry fish to the side and straightened his messy hair, as if he was really comforted like a sister.

"Although this is reasonable, I still can't rest assured, if it weren't for the fear of that old guy, I would have gone over to check it out myself by now!"

"Hehe, there's no way, people have to bow their heads under the eaves, if my sister and I can cultivate to the later stage, naturally I won't be afraid of the old immortal. Ying Gou chuckled with a slight smile.

"Sister, you don't have to comfort me, since the eldest sister was killed by that old guy, I know that even if we really cultivate to the late realm, we will never be the opponent of the old guy, although he is a ghost cultivator, but his supernatural powers seem to be a natural nemesis for us.

I just can't understand why a ghost cultivator can exert the authentic Taoist aura of the Xuanmen, which completely subverts the common sense of the immortal cultivation world!"

After that, every time the two corpse kings saw the old guy, they were like ghosts, for fear that the other party would not like them, so they directly killed them.

"Okay, the matter of the eldest sister is over, if we have that strength one day, let's avenge her!" Win Gou patted the dwarf on the shoulder and comforted.

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On the fifth layer, in the thunder pond of the mountain pit, Cheng Qian's eyes were closed, as if the whole person had been thrown into the thunder pool, and the thunder and lightning that were wandering around seemed to have become some kind of strange after a long period of accumulation.

No matter how the thunder is released, it seems to be endless, as long as the vitality of heaven and earth is not exhausted, the thunder will be born and will never be extinguished.

What's even more terrifying is that in the power grid in the sky, there are hundreds of thunderbolts that did not hit Cheng Qian's body, but hovered above his head for a long time.

The deep-rooted nature of the heavenly thunder seems to have become an indisputable fact, and no matter what kind of magical power someone uses, they may not be able to transfer this thunder pool.

Cheng Qian, who was sitting still, sometimes burst out of a burst of nine-colored thunderbolts, and sometimes all converged, just like breathing air, very regular.

And the aura of his whole person is the same as the thunder around him, as if he is thunder, and thunder is him, and the two have become one.

These seemingly mighty thunderbolts can't hurt him now.

In the first year, Cheng Qian endured the attacks of the power of thunder day and night, and the pain-earning pain made him unforgettable for life.

But he knew that although it hurt a little, it was impossible for these thunderbolts to really wipe him out. It was precisely because of this that he saw the strength of the Gu Immortal's body, and under the bombardment of tens of thousands, millions of thunders, there was no sign of breaking, although he was a little scarred, but Cheng Qian fought hard and carried it hard.

This resistance is only two years, and if you are the kind of person who is not mentally strong, I am afraid that it will be difficult to survive for a month, and the pain of being attacked by the thunderstorm is like draining the soul and refining the soul.

The thunder attacks not only the physical body, but also the yin god can't escape the thunder's blows.

Don't look at Cheng Qian sitting in the thunder pool day and night without any movement, but he has to tense his nerves almost all the time, and while bearing the pain, he has to carefully sense the rules of the thunder.

Absorbing the purple thunder and lightning in his body, he couldn't control it at first, and it took him half a year to refine a trace.

If a powerful monk carefully examines Cheng Qian's Yuan Shen from a close distance, he can find that the thunder that he inhaled into his body, under the operation of the True Yuan, extracted a lot of impurities from the Yuan Shen, and then integrated the refined thunder and lightning into the Yuan Shen, making the Yuan Shen extremely pure, full of terrifying thunder thoughts.

I don't know how long it took, but the thunder, which had been quiet and stable, suddenly rioted again on this day, and a large number of electric snakes seemed to have lost their rules, and began to ravage the already devastated mountain pit frantically.

"Boom!"

A series of thunderous sounds resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the earth began to tremble violently again, whether it was a mountain rock or a land, with this valley as the center, cracks appeared on the ground, and slowly spread around like a spider web.

Cheng Qian, who was sitting like a clock in the thunder pool, suddenly opened and closed his eyes, his eyes flashed with countless electric lights, and the whole person looked extremely demonic, without the black pupils that normal people have.

Silk threads representing thunder and lightning occupied the position of the pupils, emitting bursts of blue thunder.

The moment Cheng Qian opened his eyes, he seemed to be the god of thunder descending into the world, and the whole person diffused this indescribable terrifying aura.

Suddenly, with a wave of his hands, the thunder that was frantically attacking around him seemed to have been pulled by something, and with a rumbling thunder, he froze in front of Cheng Qian.

Thousands of arcs of lightning converged from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, a huge lightning funnel was formed in front of Cheng Qian.

Faced with this strange scene, Cheng Qian's face was calm and did not show any different colors. Instead, his hands danced frequently, his fingertips flashed, pinching a few thunder spells, and his heart was silently running the spells.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, under the continuous thunder, at the convergence of thousands of arcs, a humanoid thunderbolt gradually appeared, the humanoid thunder and lightning had no facial features, and there were only endless arc wraps around, and it was impossible to see whether it was a real person or a thunder power illusion.

"Condensation!"

Suddenly, Cheng Qian shouted, and suddenly thunder thundered in the seven holes, spewing out countless thick arcs of electricity from his eyes, ears, mouth and nose. (To be continued)