In just one month, the Thunder Clan people who followed him have reached nearly a hundred, Ma Jingyuan let these Thunderbolt Clansmen make a huge throne out of bamboo and wood, this throne is about a hundred zhang in size, and the light on it is full of light, Ma Jingyuan leaned on it, and there were four Thunderbolt Clan fairies around him, all the way to the extreme!

Under this hundred-zhang throne, the dozens of immortals carried it all the way forward. There were also dozens of immortals opening the way in front, even in the rear and left and right.

"With such a backer, I, Ma Jingyuan, am afraid that I will be thousands of miles away, under one person, above ten thousand, for this goal, it seems that I have to please that old monster even more!" Ma Jingyuan was in high spirits, and at this moment, suddenly a long rainbow flew in front of him, and there was a Dumen Immortal in it.

This person approached the throne ten zhang, clasped his fists and said loudly: "A hundred miles ahead, is the Death Gate Immortal Zhao Xihe Cave Mansion, he has already noticed it, and all the formations outside the Cave Mansion have been opened. ”

Ma Jingyuan pinched the face of a female fairy beside Nirvana, waved his hand proudly, and said, "Go ahead, let you see how the old man can clean up a little Death Gate Immortal!"

The distance of a hundred miles was soon crossed, and the huge throne cast a huge shadow in the sunlight, and shrouded a mountain peak below, like a cloud pressing down.

In the middle of that peak, there was a cave mansion, and its outer formation made up for it, which was extremely tight! There were even eight small flags hanging outside the peak, spinning rapidly, turning into bursts of black mist.

When the throne approached, Ma Jingyuan looked complacent, his right hand was slowly raised, and after attracting the attention of all the immortals who followed him around, he waved forward!

With a wave, the heavens and the earth roared, but there were endless sword shadows that appeared out of thin air, and as soon as these sword shadows appeared, there was an earth-shattering sword roar, and there was an endless sword qi that made the wind and clouds roll upside down, and even the sky darkened all of a sudden.

Ma Jingyuan's cultivation was only at the peak of shocking, and in order to complete the task, Wang Mo gave him a flying sword.

This sword is ordinary, but for the two seas of yin and yang, it is a treasure, in Ma Jingyuan's hands, it can allow it to fight with the immortals who have entered the Dharma Dao, even if they encounter the immortals in the middle and late stages of the Dharma Dao, they can resist for a while.

With a wave, as the heavens and the earth shook, the sky was immediately filled with boundless sword qi, and this sword aura was so thick that all the immortals around Ma Jingyuan trembled one by one, as if they were in the Nine Heavens Xuan Ice!

The endless sword qi roared away and fell directly towards the mountain peak, the black mist on it collapsed instantly, and the eight small flags were directly grasped by Ma Jingyuan Void at the moment when they were about to explode.

"That monster said that no magic weapon can be damaged, it's all in exchange for thunder crystals!"

The sword qi broke through the black mist and fell directly on the mountain peak, and under Ma Jingyuan's intentional trickery, the sword qi swept through, and the sound of roar echoed, but it was the mountain peak that was penetrated by the sword qi, disintegrating and collapsing layer by layer, just in an instant, the entire mountain peak dissipated, and what remained in place was only an empty cave mansion without walls!

It was as if the roof of a mortal's house had been cut off, and in that cave sat a middle-aged man with a dull expression, obviously frightened by all this.

"Sacrifice everything in exchange for thunder crystals, and those who disobey the promise will abolish their cultivation and be imprisoned for life!" The two immortals with particularly loud voices immediately stepped forward and roared.

The middle-aged man who was shocked and cultivated looked at the huge throne in the sky blankly, the throne was probably too big, which caused him a strong pressure, and swallowed his saliva at this moment, the middle-aged man did not hesitate to respectfully clench his fists, and hurriedly said: "The junior is willing to give everything." ”

Ma Jingyuan laughed, glanced down at the middle-aged immortal, his eyes swept over the other party, and said with a smile: "Okay, from now on, you will follow the old man, let me ask you, where is there a female fairy here?"

The middle-aged man's scalp was numb under Ma Jingyuan's gaze, and he had a faint feeling of being bad, but he couldn't say the specifics, and when he heard the other party's question, he hurriedly said: "If you talk about female immortals, hundreds of thousands of miles away here, there is a sect called the Thunder Immortal Sect, all of which are female immortals, and it is said that its master is even more beautiful! It is said to have an old relationship with one of our inner tribesmen..."

As soon as Ma Jingyuan heard the four words of beauty, his eyes suddenly lit up, where would he care about any cultivation, he waved his hand and shouted: "Lead the way! Go with the old man to rob people!"

When Ma Jingyuan was searching, Wang Mo sat cross-legged calmly in the Tianlei Gate, and in front of him, there was a jade slip, which was printed with a set of exercises practiced by the Thunder Clan.

This skill is called the Thunder Transformation Technique, which can compress the power of thunder in the body several times in an instant in exchange for a strong explosive power!

Wang Mo's purpose in studying this exercise was to make the clan seal of the Lightning Clan clear. He vaguely felt that this was extremely important for him to absorb the immortal thunder!

With Wang Mo's strong immortal sense, it didn't take too much time, and he had already explored the mysteries of this thunder technique, this seal was only used by the thunder immortals, and the power changed with the amount of thunder power in the body, and the more the thunder was compressed, the more powerful it was!

For example, Nama Jingyuan, with his astonishing peak cultivation, can compress the thunder in his body ten times in a short period of time, so as to exchange for an instantaneous explosion, which may be more common in the Lightning Clan, but if it is in a second-rate immortal city in the array, it is enough to become a strong party.

But this is still secondly, to really exert this thunder technique, it still needs to be cultivated to surpass the shocking door, and the thunder power can be removed from heaven and earth, so that this thunder transformation technique can be compressed crazily, until it is more than a thousand times.

In this way, its power is earth-shattering!

This method of manipulating thunder is only one of the supernatural powers of the Lightning Clan, and it is precisely because of the continuous exploration and research of the Lightning Clan for countless thousands of years that the spells that control the thunder make the Thunder Clan, even if it is not overhauled as an immortal, it is still one of the reasons why the Star Clan!

The immortal consciousness was withdrawn from the jade slip, and Wang Mo's expression was calm, and his eyes were contemplative.

"The strongest person of this lightning thunder clan is an ancestor of the lightning clan who has reached the four tribulations of the immortals, this person is only one step away from the realm of great power, although one step is like the separation of heaven and earth, but its strength is not to be questioned, if this thunder transformation technique is performed in his hands, it can be compressed by more than how many thousands of times... Even if it is in the realm of great power, I am afraid that this person can still maneuver for a moment..."

Wang Mo silently remembered this thunder transformation technique in his deep groan, raised his right hand and pinched out a mark, and immediately around the hall where he was, there was a thunderous roar, but countless lightning and thunder appeared out of thin air, like a silver snake, and it came straight to his right hand in an instant, and it turned into a thunderball the size of a fist in a moment of condensation.

There was a thumping sound coming out of this thunderball, and it was constantly compressed, tenfold, hundredfold, thousand, thousand, and in the blink of an eye, this thunderball was compressed nearly thirty thousand times.

The thunderball dissipated, imperceptible to the naked eye, and only when the immortal consciousness dispersed could it be seen on the imprint of Wang Mo's right hand, which almost became dust and compressed 30,000 times the power of thunder.

"This body, although it has been transformed by me, can at most exert its astonishing cultivation, but my immortal spirit is huge, so it is not affected by the body, and it is impossible for outsiders to perceive my immortal spirit! Because my immortal spirit has become thunder, it is the same existence as the immortal thunder, even if it is the ancestor of the lightning thunder clan, as long as he cultivates the mark of the lightning clan, he cultivates the immortal thunder, even if his cultivation surpasses me, but it cannot reach the height of my current thunder!" Wang Mo looked at the compressing force of the thunder like dust and fell silent.

"30,000 times the compression is the limit that this body can bear, and if it is intensified, this physical body will immediately collapse. With a wave of Wang Mo's right hand, the dust that had been compressed 30,000 times dissipated silently in the main hall.

"That Ma Jing was originally a member of the Lightning Clan, even if it attracts attention, it doesn't hurt to act here, as for me, I don't have to be too low-key..." Wang Mo's eyes flashed, and he no longer thought about it, but closed his eyes and studied the clan seal of the Lightning Clan.

The clan seal of this lightning thunder clan is a branch of the immortal thunder, and each mark is derived from a trace of the power of the immortal thunder.

The lightning mark that Wang Mo studied was the seal of the Yang Xin clan, although this seal was torn off by Yang Xin, because it was integrated into the soul, it was definitely not torn off from the physical body and could be destroyed.

The more he studied, the more Wang Mo could feel the antiquity and power of the immortal thunder, just a branch mark, which contained all kinds of thunder changes, and this small mark faintly contained the root of thunder.

It's just that this can't be absorbed at all, and it contains a will, which seems to be sleeping, but it will absorb the cultivation power of the Lightning Clan from every branch imprint all the time and integrate it into the imprint.

Time passed slowly, Wang Mo had been stranded in this hall for more than a month, and under his continuous research, Wang Mo faintly noticed a strange thing.

His eyes slowly opened, revealing a tired, but strange glint of light.

"All the Lightning Clans have cultivated the Immortal Thunder, and for countless years, with the opening of the Eyebrow Clan's seal, they have gained the power of endless thunder, so that their cultivation has improved at the same time... is also constantly dedicating his life and the thunder he has cultivated... This kind of thing, with the power of faith... Very similar!" The light in Wang Mo's eyes became brighter and brighter.

"If that immortal thunder is regarded as a powerful realm, then the entire lightning clan that has bred from it is the disciple of this immortal thunder... These disciples have the mark and give everything they have as they continue to practice... But it is also based on the amount of dedication, in exchange for different cultivation...

All of this is similar to the Thunder Crystal in the Thunder Clan!"

Wang Mo faintly felt as if he had discovered a shocking secret, took a deep breath, and muttered, "All races in the entire star have imprints... This mark is not only fixed on the center of the eyebrows, such as the red hair of the empty tribe, it is also a kind of mark! If the clan seals of all the tribes of this star are like the lightning clan... Then this star, is it... Could it be..."

Wang Mo's pupils contracted, and he suddenly looked up at the sky, his gaze broke through the main hall and fell directly on the heavens and earth, his expression was gloomy as water.

"Could it be that this star can be a strange existence that cannot be imagined as a cultivator, constructed into a captive place? For example, when the white-haired boy fought with me, he opened a realm, and there were two billion faith forces in it, and there were many immortal cultivation stars, and those faith powers lived there, and the white-haired boys were like gods to them!"

The more he speculated, the more cold Wang Mo felt in his heart, and his gaze at the sky could not penetrate and could not break through the fog.

"It's all just my guess... Maybe not... But in this way, it seems that the existence of the Sealing Circle is not simply to trap the people in the array, as the Lord of the Killing Realm said...

And the woman in silver once said that faith is poisonous and a trap... In addition, the Empty Demon Lord mentioned that the great god was seriously injured by the power of a roar in the array, and fled in panic... Is all this related, and what kind of secret is there, shrouded in this array!

And the existence of the Divine Palace Star, what role does it play..."The more Wang Mo thought about it, the more terrifying he felt, his heart shook, and there was a rare tremor in his heart.

He took a deep breath, and the whole person fell silent, burying Fang Cai's guess deep in his heart.

"Whether it's true or not, this power of faith, I will never cultivate it easily!" Wang Mo's eyes flashed, revealing a determined look.