"It's ...... Going to break through?!"

The ninth-level cultivators suspended above the sky were all stunned, their eyes full of shock.

"The black-armored centipede is about to break through?!"

They looked at the location of the black-armored centipede, and this thundercloud was centered on him.

It is precisely because of this that they think that the black armored centipede is about to break through.

"Let's get out of here. Otherwise, it will also be implicated!"

One person shouted, and everyone reacted, and hurriedly turned around and ran, extremely fast.

"Boom—"

There was another loud bang, and immediately after, the dark clouds in the sky slowly converged, forming a vortex of an ordinary abyss again.

"It's... What is this?!"

Even the ninth-level cultivators were stunned, and they had retreated to the periphery early, watching this terrible scene.

The black-armored centipede was crawling on the ground, trembling all over, he was the person concerned, and naturally knew that it was not he who caused it.

It was Shen Lu in his stomach, at this moment, he regretted it very much in his heart, this time he hit the wall, and he might have lost his life.

The thunderclouds in the sky converged more and more, and the whole sky was a little darker again.

The lightning was still as usual, occasionally flickering, piercing the entire sky.

"The Thunderstorm is about to begin!"

"Boom!"

As he was talking, a thunderbolt fell straight down, and this huge sound made people's hearts tremble.

A thunderbolt fell straight down like a white snake, and it seemed to come from the sky at an extremely fast speed.

"Peng!"

This thunderbolt was not crooked, and it just hit the abdomen of the black centipede.

"Roar—"

A wail came from the mouth of the black-armored centipede, which was extremely sad, as if it had been punished by death.

Shen Lu was sitting cross-legged inside, and he naturally felt this thunder, but it should be the iron armor defense of the black armor centipede, and the damage he received was equivalent to nothing.

The whirlpool in the sky grew bigger and bigger, almost enveloping hundreds of miles.

Seeing this, the other ninth-level monks hurriedly fled again, and their hearts trembled.

"Boom!"

A bolt of lightning slashed down again, a blow ten times as powerful as the first attack.

The color of the thunder even changed somewhat, rushing down from the whirlpool, as if to vent its anger!

This thunder was dozens of feet away, and when the thunder fell, this vast barren land became a scorched earth.

The black-armored centipede screamed again, and then lost its life directly.

This thunder is simply not something that people can catch!

Thunder and lightning also poured into Shen Lu's body, and after a burst of excitement, this thunder was swallowed by the gluttonous recipe.

After that, dozens of thunderbolts fell in succession, splitting on the body of the black armor centipede, and the solid black armor was blasted into slag.

Shen Lu gradually emerged from the belly of the black-armored centipede, he was naked, naked outside.

Before the falling thunder approached Shen Lu's body, it was swallowed by all the gluttonous recipes and became Shen Lu's nourishment.

This time it took almost three days and two nights for the black thunderclouds in the sky to slowly dissipate.

The sky was bright again, and the thunderstorm was safe.

Shen Lu opened his eyes, and there was a thunder and lightning aura in his eyes.

"Is this a ninth-level monk?"

He clenched his fists, and the furious power rushed through him, as if he could shatter the void at any moment.

Shen Lu nodded with a satisfied face, and hurriedly took out a suit of clothes from the space ring and put them on, after all, it is the same thing to always be naked.

"Hey, hey, I'm going to collect interest!"

His eyes froze, and he muttered to himself, as if he was calculating something.

"Whoosh-"

The sound of piercing the sky came, and Shen Lu looked up and saw that it was those ninth-level cultivators.

"Hey, he's still alive?!"

"In this way, the Purple Spirit Holy Fruit is still on his body!"

The two ninth-level cultivators of the Barbarian Bear Tribe glanced at each other, their faces quite excited.

"The black-armored centipede failed to cross the robbery? hehehehe!"

Another ninth-level monk looked at the black-armored centipede that had been blasted into pieces by the thunderstorm, and couldn't help but let out a sneer.

"Shen Lu, you stay back!

Liu Jingtian, Old Man Qianyuan, and Mr. Nangong were all in the way of Shen Lu at the first time, looking at these ninth-level monks with vigilant eyes.

Sure enough, after the black armored centipede died, the united crowd dispersed again.

Everything is profit! They only fight for profit!

"Hehe, a group of old and disrespectful bastards, don't you want the Purple Spirit Holy Fruit?

Shen Lu's eyes were cold, he stepped forward, took out the Purple Spirit Holy Fruit in his hand, and looked at everyone with a playful expression.

"Hey, boy, you're playing with fire!"

These ninth-level cultivators had gloomy faces and sneered constantly, and they had long regarded Shen Lu as their prey.

After all, because of the gluttonous recipes, they couldn't see through Shen Lu's cultivation.

"Boom-"

One person took the lead in attacking, and a pair of big hands went straight to Shen Lu to grab it.

Looking at the appearance, it seems that he also wants to look like a black-armored centipede, capture Shen Lu alone, and enjoy the Purple Spirit Holy Fruit alone!

"Shen Lu, back off!"

Seeing this, Liu Jingtian's eyes changed slightly, and he hurriedly shouted at Shen Lu.

But Shen Lu was unmoved, standing expressionlessly in place, without blinking his eyes.

"Are you scared silly?!"

The person who came was quite excited, and the corners of his mouth sneered.

"Peng—"

At the moment when he was about to catch it, Shen Lu's pupils tightened, the aura in his hand was sheng, and he punched straight away.

The surprise attack hit the man directly in the chest, but instead of knocking him away, it was... Straight through the chest!

"Tick tick!"

Bright red blood flowed from Shen Lu's fist, and time seemed to stand still.

Everyone was wide-eyed, looking at Shen Lu in disbelief, even Liu Jingtian, Mr. Nangong and Old Man Qianyuan.

"Nine...... Level 9 ...... Monk!"

Blood spilled from his mouth, and he trembled in disbelief as he looked at his pierced chest.

"Remember, there are some people you can't afford to mess with!"

"It's a pity that you don't have this opportunity, pay attention to it in the next life!"

The corners of Shen Lu's mouth rose, and he whispered in the other party's ear, and then withdrew his fist from his chest.

A ninth-level monk is completely dead!

There is no one who is not shocked, this is a ninth-level monk, and the existence of being a saint is generally not easy to realistic.

This invincible spokesperson has actually fallen!

This impact is just too much for them!

"You... Who else wants my Purple Spirit Holy Fruit?

Shen Lu said with a smile on his face, but his eyes were sharp.

That's not it, when he was underground, these ninth-level monks didn't ravage him less.

Now that he can be regarded as a ninth-level monk, how can he not find his way back?

"It's just a ninth-level monk, it's so rampant!" I want to talk about "The No. 1 Foodie in the World of Cultivating Immortals" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "Youyue Literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~