......

He looked up at the sky, and saw that those red streams, like Danhuo, began to gather heavily, but in a moment, a large pale golden thundercloud covering a radius of hundreds of miles and resembling eight tigers was formed.

White Tiger Golden Thunder!

Chen Mo happened to return to the foot of the mountain at this time and stood with Feng Lingshuang.

"How is it? Okay, right?" Chen Mo said lightly.

When Feng Lingshuang heard this, he nodded and said, "Hmm...... That's pretty much it. ”

"Chen Mo, I'll kill you......"

"Boom!!"

A loud and tragic voice rolled down the hill and rushed into the ears of the two of them. But before he could finish speaking, a golden lightning bolt fell, and the rumbling thunder was about to drown it out.

The two looked at each other, pursed their lips, and shrugged their shoulders in unison.

Chen Mo's eyes showed a sad look, with what he gave Chen Jun, it was probably not a problem to survive the three White Tiger Golden Thunders, but looking at the current situation, two thunderbolts had fallen in the sky, and there was still a little bit of stopping.

"Alas...... Then send the Buddha to the West. ”

He frowned, and a golden light on his forehead flew out and rushed to the top of the mountain.

Chen Jun, who had experienced two golden thunders, had turned his clothes into ashes, and his body was dripping with blood, obviously injured.

"Boom!" The golden lightning appeared almost at the same time as the thunder, as if it had eyes, and the target was directly Chen Jun.

Suddenly, a golden light flew in, turning into a slowly rotating nine-leaf lotus flower, which hung right above his head, catching the white tiger golden thunder.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, countless golden lights mixed with aura. It exploded in the lotus flower, turning into a golden mist of thunder and lightning, surging towards Chen Jun's body.

Chen Jun breathed naturally. The 108,000 pores of the whole body were opened, and those golden mist turned into surging energy, penetrating the skin, burrowing into the holes, turning into a hurricane and sweeping through the meridians, and finally as if flying down, suddenly gathering in the sea of qi. Sudden explosion.

The sea of qi suddenly soared, and all kinds of Xuan Qi were like the tide of the Qiantang River, washing the whole body. He felt the hairs on his body stand on end. The hair is like a needle tip, and the roots are upside down.

It's a ...... feeling Refreshing!!

Chen Jun suddenly understood Chen Mo's "good intentions".

One after another golden thunderbolts struck, and Chen Jun was no longer panicked. With the lotus pot on his head, he sat quietly on the ground, letting the energy in it wash his body.

"Good. So be it. He doesn't look like much of a problem anymore. After Chen Mo finished speaking, he walked out, and at the same time, more than a dozen Heavenly Rank King's breath was approaching this place......

Not long after, Chen Jun was promoted to the Heavenly Rank with the Eight White Tiger Golden Thunder, becoming the third Heavenly Rank King among his peers in the Heavenly Thunder Dao. As soon as this incident came out, it immediately caused an uproar from the outside world.

......

Heavenly Thunder Road. In the valley of the moon.

There is no wind in the weak night, and the white moon is bright. A silvery glow fell. The valley was blackened with a layer of silver. This place belongs to the mountain behind Tianlei Road, surrounded by pine forests and dense vegetation.

Due to the seldom occurrence of natural disasters, the area is lush and green, with wildflowers and shrubs all over the mountain roads, and the wind is extremely beautiful. If you talk about shortcomings, there are also them, there is not enough aura here, there are not many demon beasts, and almost no one will come to such a secluded place, let alone a martial artist who cultivates.

The stream is murmuring, next to the old pine of the ancient stream paved with stones, on the huge white rock, a young man in a light-colored power suit is boxing, this person is Chen Mo.

The stream is like swaying silver, and the pebbles at the bottom of the river are against the light, and time has slowed down a lot.

There was no wind, no urging Xuanqi, his clothes were still quietly floating, and his hair was still flowing. A punch and an elbow, a leg and a kick, ordinary and unremarkable, not fast at all.

The route he ran was like a carving knife, and the trajectory formed was deeply suspended in the air, clearly discerning.

If you listen closely, you will find that every time he throws a punch, there will be a "thump" where he stays, and a slight ripple will swing at the same time.

The slight "bang" sound, like a hammer drum, is extremely powerful.

Every sound that falls on the ear will cause a person to have a palpitating feeling of heart constriction, pupils suddenly small, and breathing pause.

He was there, like an ordinary martial artist, so ordinary that if you couldn't look at him, you would hardly find him.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock......"

All the moves were repeated and repeated, and finally after repeating them over and over again, Chen Mo found an opportunity, and his body suddenly changed.

He stomped on his toes outwards and stomped naturally, and his horse steps were formed, as steady as Mount Tai.

His hands were like the wind beating the willows, and then like caressing the glorious silk, his left hand naturally stopped, and his right hand poured down, the space rippled, and the ripples poured out like flowing water.

The hands suddenly turned into circles, and the air around them seemed to freeze.

He Huo Ran's waist twisted, and a punch was especially fierce, and Huo Ran shot out of the cage from the ribs. Like cutting water, the fist splits the air and rushes forward.

A punch is thrown, and it is natural to stop.

"Hu ......" Suddenly, a gust of wind blew up, blowing everything swaying, but Chen Mo stood upright, not moving.

He closed his eyes for a long time, thoughtful. Although it has been a while since he was promoted to the Heavenly Rank, his feelings about the Xuangang and Heaven and Earth unique to the Heavenly Rank are like a mirror and are not real.

Sometimes you can trigger it when you want it, but when you think about it deliberately, it has no effect at all, which is a feeling of having the power of nothingness, but powerlessness.

The last form he had just now was to attract the ability of heaven and earth to play the "King Kong Demon Suppression", but the result seemed to be empty of ambitions, and finally he returned home, making him lost and extremely helpless.

A hip-hop voice suddenly sounded from his side at this time.

"Son, you have just been promoted to the Heavenly Rank, and it is normal that this power is not in place, don't worry, let's take our time. Following the voice, it was a white-robed uncle who spoke.

On his left was a pile of crab shells two feet high, and on his right was a small mountain of crabs packed in a clean bamboo dustpan and tied with ropes made of mugwort leaves.

This uncle is holding the altar wine and nibbling on a crab the size of a soup bowl, who else can it be if it is not Chen Zhengyang?

I saw that with a flick of his finger, the crab shell flew out, and the crab roe in it was suddenly revealed. This crab roe is large, complete, orange and natural in color, and the end is the best.

He broke it lightly, opened his mouth and bit it hard, and suddenly the creamy and delicious crab roe, mixed with the tempting faint smell of mugwort leaves, filled the entire mouth, and a trace of gluttonous juice at the corner of his mouth lay down.

Taking a sip of wine, the aroma of wine and crab roe lingered in his mouth, and then this comfortable feeling rushed into the inner house, and at this time, the pores of his whole body were wide open, and the aroma came out of it, and he exclaimed.

"Cool!"

Chen Mo put his hand forward, sat down opposite his father, took a heavy crab, and said while gnawing: "Well, it is worthy of my mother's craftsmanship, it tastes really good...... What do you think I'm going to do, Daddy?"

Since Chen Jun was promoted to the Heavenly Rank, he had found this place to cultivate. With the guidance of the father who has the pinnacle of the heavenly level, he has many difficulties in his past cultivation, but he is also cheerful.

Although the father and son finally had the opportunity to be alone, Chen Mo's cultivation in this forbidden place was also quite boring. Fortunately, both of them are masters who can endure loneliness, and they have hairy crabs and wine carefully selected and cooked by their mothers, and they are also very happy.

"Come!" Chen Zhengyang didn't answer, but threw the wine jar towards Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, this smell must be the joy of Shu wine!

I'll it, is this the last altar?

He stretched out his hand to take it, but at this moment, Chen Zhengyang's patted it.

Chen Mo was taken aback, and immediately stretched out his hand to intercept it.

Just as his hand was about to touch the wine jar, his father's hand suddenly turned, and an invisible aura turned around with his arm.

The wine jar naturally fell into the air, and when it was about to fall to the ground, the qi that was about to dissipate was just thrown up from the other side. From a distance, the wine jar seemed to be alive, and it went around the place where the father and son met.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested, and he came and went with his father. The two of them didn't move, but their hands were tangled. One move and one style, very ordinary, very simple, but the wine jar was above the two of them at this time, jumping around, rolling back and forth.

Every time the two hands touched, a ripple rippled and the air trembled. The aura that burst out was extremely powerful, not to mention the wine jar, even the rock would shatter, but this wine jar was beating unharmed.

Chen Mo tried his best to control the circulation of Xuangang, and while his mind was wide open, his eyes were also staring, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

On the other hand, Chen Zhengyang looked indifferent. He shot hard, as if the qi that was concussed by each blow would shatter the wine jar. But the result is often the gang qi sticking to the wine jar, offsetting the gang qi that Chen Mo is head-on.

"This nuanced control!"

Chen Mo was amazed in his heart. His own father is worthy of being a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Order, and his control over Xuan Gang has reached an unbelievable level.

Compared to my father, I am like a bunch of flying weeds, far from it.

"The solitary sun does not grow, and the solitary yin does not grow. Everything in the world has the opposite principle, too wild to run the thunder road is to take the road to the yang to the strong, to the violent to the fierce, you are more than fierce, the flexibility is insufficient, too rigid and easy to break. ”

Chen Mo suddenly realized, as soon as his thoughts turned and his palm swirled, the gang qi was driven and entangled in the wine jar.

Chen Zhengyang withdrew his hand, his eyes were full of smiles, and the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes seemed to be a little heavier.

A big man who hasn't been home for nearly 20 years owes his son so many years.

He wanted to make amends, but he couldn't do it, so he changed his clever approach. As long as the son is happy and satisfied, his guilt will be reduced accordingly.

Now, he found out that he was wrong, and he was wrong. Now that his son is satisfied, not only does it not make him feel a little lighter, but the guilt is a lot deeper.

During the time that the father and son got along, the son had no other thoughts at all except for cultivation, which made his heart hurt even more.

...... (To be continued......)