At this time, Wang Mo understood exactly how terrible his special training was this time, under the bombardment of black divine thunder again and again, Wang Mo even vaguely felt the taste of death, this kind of special training can be called hell-level.........

The current situation is cruel, but in the face of the bombardment again and again, vomiting blood again and again, Wang Mo's eyes are obviously becoming scarlet little by little, his breathing is aggravated, and the severe pain in his body becomes a little numb after it is thick to a certain extent.

In this world, if you want to get stronger power, you need to pay unimaginably for ordinary people, since stepping into the fairy road, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, ordinary people only see the kind of scenery he takes off, and where can he think of it, in order to have this kind of power to take off, how much Wang Mo has paid.

He fought against enemies far superior to him again and again, and wandered between life and death again and again....... This life, also after going through a fight again and again, was able to come to this point, he has overcome all those hardships, and now this special training, how can he Wang Mo admit defeat here?

Blood crawled out of Wang Mo's eyes, he wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at the huge black divine thunder that came from a distance, but there was a roaring sound in his throat, and on his body, the thunder flashed, and he actually took the initiative to rush out, like a mayfly shaking a tree, and collided with the black divine thunder angrily.

A loud sound rang out, and a thunderbolt swept away, and Wang Mo's figure flew out upside down again.

Outside the sea of thunder, the white-bearded old man stood with his hands in his hands, he looked at the figure in the sea of thunder vomiting blood and flying upside down again and again, the old face, expressionless, but the eyes, also moved slightly, up to now, Wang Mo has endured twenty-eight black divine thunder, that level of attack, even an immortal in the realm of Dumen will be quite choked, but that man has persevered.

This perseverance and tenacity, even the white-bearded old man nodded slightly, this Wang Mo, who came out of the hell of the outer realm, was able to stand out in the Yiyuan Sect on this day, and was able to blend with the thunder soul and murderous immortal power without rejection, but it did have his merits.

"What a little madman, I don't want to take your life with this special training. When the white-bearded old man saw Wang Mo endure the five black divine thunders again, he finally smiled helplessly, the latter at this time was obviously at the end of the crossbow, and if he continued to hold on, something might really happen.

The white-bearded old man's body moved, disappeared out of thin air, and when he reappeared, he had already appeared in front of Wang Mo, he waved his sleeve robe, and scattered the black divine thunder that came again, and said with a smile: "The first time you can withstand nearly thirty divine thunders, yes, recuperate from the injury and then continue, this kind of cultivation is not just hard to bear with red eyes, you must be tempered, continue to be strong, in order to withstand it again and again." ”

Wang Mo smiled hard, but just such a slight movement made him feel as if his muscles were about to be torn apart, and the flesh and blood in his body were burning, but he still nodded, and then lay on the side weakly, his chest rose and fell, and then he gritted his teeth and sat up in that severe pain.

Sneered, the murderous immortal power turned into tiny green rays, beating on the surface of Wang Mo's body, and the trace of mysterious power from heaven and earth was also constantly drilling into Wang Mo's body at this time, hammering and forging this broken **.

Although the severe pain was spreading, Wang Mo could faintly feel that when the severe pain spread, it seemed that the muscles, bones, and blood had quietly become hot, and that was a kind of strength that was growing slightly.

His **, also in that kind of bombardment, became strong little by little. Although the magnitude of this enhancement is extremely small, as long as this kind of accumulation is achieved, Wang Mo believes that there will eventually be a time when qualitative changes will be obtained, and the cultivation that has lasted for nearly a year has just begun.

Wang Mo sat in the immortal avoidance hood, and after about half an hour, he opened his eyes again, and some charred places on his body fell off, revealing a healthy complexion again, but this health was not weak, and under that, there was quite a terrifying power.

Wang Mo wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, although his body was still filled with tearing pain, but he didn't even shake his face, he endured it alive, he stood up a little staggered, and he was going to go out and fight with that god thunder again.

The white-bearded old man looked at him, frowned, and said, "You kid, you're too desperate... Want to get stronger... It's not going to be so fatal, is it?"

"I want to help my master get back what belongs to him......." Wang Motou didn't reply, but an unusually calm voice came

The white-bearded old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly, and said, "I understand!" Wang Mo raised his head, looked at the black thunder sea, and seemed to smile: "Since this is the case, then I will become stronger than everyone else, strong enough to crush those things that block all the paths of the master!"

Wang Mo raised his head, opened his arms, and laughed loudly, and then his body moved, and he directly swept out again, laughing and echoing in the thunder sea, the immortal power exploded, and suddenly the thunder sea surged, and a huge black divine thunder swept madly.

The white-bearded old man looked at the slender and thin body of the man in the distance, and smiled slightly, this little doll, his heart is not low, but those enemies are not fuel-efficient lamps, looking at the entire immortal world, it is the existence of the peak... However, the man in front of him, who can say clearly what he will achieve in the future?

Master, you may have won the bet!

..........

This is a hazy world, the aura between heaven and earth, majestic to an almost terrifying point, these heaven and earth aura condensed in this space, forming a particularly terrifying aura coercion, so in this space, except for the mountains, any other plants are growing extremely short, but too strong!

The air here seems to be a hundred times heavier than the outside world, in the silent aura world, there are heavy and slow footsteps in the distance, and as far as the eye can see, only a few figures can be seen, from far to near, stepping on the steps, step by step towards the distance.

It was a group of young men and women, and at this time, they were all clenching their teeth, their bodies were slightly rickety, and the immortal power in their bodies was suppressed by the terrible coercion like a pool of stagnant water as soon as they entered this space, and they were running extremely slowly, and every step they took would consume great strength.

That terrible pressure made their bodies weigh as much as a thousand pounds.

"Is this Luo Shengyu? What a fucking tormentor... I can't stand it anymore!" Lu Feihong turned pale, staggered, sweat wet his clothes, and the soreness in his body made him extremely tired, and even there was dizziness in his mind.

Although there is no terrible attack, but it is enough to go on like this, it is enough for a person to collapse alone, in front of him, Tong Duxuan Nalantang They are also sweating like rain, their lips are chapped, after entering the Luo Sheng Domain, they have been walking like this, this place is as quiet as death, if it weren't for them on the road together, I'm afraid it would really be a little unbearable.

"Nine months of cultivation has just begun. Li Hongru said in a hoarse voice: "If you want to get power, how can it be so easy? If you can't hold on, just crush the jade talisman, and the elders in charge will take you out." ”

Lu Feihong smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't say that I wouldn't insist, but I would take a break, and if I walked again, I felt that my body was about to be crushed.......

Lian Feng and the others glanced at each other and nodded, and Mu Yutian and He Fang looked at each other, and they were also a little hesitant.

However, when they hesitated, the woman who had been following behind them, looking cold, passed them silently, holding the black long knife in her jade hand, and walked towards the distance step by step, sweat slid down the jade hand, and the long knife was all wet.

He Bao looked at the beautiful side face, the woman bit her red lips tightly, and her eyes were as stubborn and persistent as they were in the ring, which made people feel excited.

"Big brother.. Third brother.. Let's go. ”

He Yu let out an "ah", and also took heavy steps and followed.

Mu Yutian smiled helplessly, even a girl persevered, if they stopped, it seemed that they were too shameless, and they could only wail in their hearts, and the group slowly moved forward again under the pressure of that terrifying aura........

The space of the Thunder Sea is in darkness all year round, the black Thunder River falls from the sky, and the low sound of thunder echoes endlessly throughout the space...........

In that endless sea of thunder, a promoted figure sat quietly, around its body, there was a huge black divine thunder roaring, and finally fell on its body, and under that terrible impact, the figure also trembled violently, and the skin seemed to have become scorched black, but similar to the scene of being blown around some time ago, it was obviously much better.

The white-bearded old man was suspended in the sky, he looked at the scene in the sea of thunder, and nodded slightly, after ten days of fierce bombardment, Wang Mo was obviously gradually adapted, although the pain in his body still did not weaken much, but he finally endured it. And the white-bearded old man could also feel that whenever a layer of scorched black on Wang Mo's skin fell off, the new body was a little stronger.

However, in the face of such tempering of the black divine thunder, it seems that there should be more than this enhancement, and each black divine thunder contains the majestic power of the thunder spirit, but it is not too much manifested outside Wang Mo's body........ This is obviously a bit unconscionable.

"Is this little guy deliberately suppressing all the power in his body?" The white-bearded old man's eyes flashed slightly, and a hint of amusement flashed across his old face, and he said softly: "What a little guy with a very high martial surname, do you plan to complete a sprint with thick accumulation?"