When Xue Ling suddenly raised her head, Leng Yan's body was also shocked, and she was about to say something, but her head suddenly disappeared into the thunder pool, and then she was stunned to watch the arm-thick thunderbolts fall, crackling and splitting together, and her indifferent face couldn't help but move.

The full chest rose and fell, and the jade hand patted the arc of the towering chest, Leng Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, if this was split, it would make his scalp a little numb when he thought about it.

In this way, Xue Ling appeared every ten minutes, and then narrowly avoided the thunder bombardment, every time Leng Yan pinched a handful of sweat, if it was a little slower, Xue Ling would have to bear it.

Fortunately, there were no accidents.

Unconsciously, her palms were already wet with sweat at some point, and she didn't even pay attention to herself, who had always been as cold as frost to men, would be so worried about the safety of male monks other than Leng Xiuya.

In the thunder pool, Xue Ling cultivated the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, and from time to time he went out to take a breath, and staying in it was far more difficult than holding his breath in the water, so ten minutes was his limit.

The handprints changed, the thunder slurry flowed, Xue Ling repeated every step, not only to endure great pain, but also to control the power of thunder to refine the body, and to go out from time to time to breathe, Xue Ling can be said to be very busy.

And as everything proceeded in an orderly manner, the pain of the thunder pulp raging all over his body gradually eased, and the pain he endured was no longer so fierce, and later, Xue Ling was able to calm down, and even the power of thunder made him feel happy.

Not only did the pain disappear, but the color of Xue Ling's skin became deeper and deeper, and the silver glow was really as textured as metal, and on his chest, unconsciously, the third lightning pattern was also quietly formed.

At a certain moment, the third lightning pattern was completely formed!

Three lightning lines, spreading across the chest mountain, the kind of silver deeper than the skin, looked extremely powerful.

And at this moment, Xue Ling's body moved, and he rose directly into the sky, the surface of the thunder pool exploded, and a black shadow rushed out, and the thunder and light arc in the sky was like a large net intertwined, and it was also at this moment, like a soldier who had been ordered, to slash towards Xue Ling who rose to the sky.

"Haha......"

The sound of laughter echoed, Xue Ling grabbed it with both hands, and grabbed it directly towards the thunder light, and then, the thunder and lightning arc in the sky drowned him like a flood.

Cracking sound!

The explosion keeps coming!!

In the distance, Leng Yan looked at this scene, his eyes suddenly widened, and when he was about to rush out, the thunder light surrounding Xue Ling disappeared quickly, and Xue Ling's figure was immediately revealed, only to see that his skin was bright silver, giving people the feeling that it was as solid as steel.

The three lightning lines on his chest flashed, absorbing all the power of the thunder falling from the sky like a long whale absorbing water, Xue Ling calmly landed on the edge of the thunder pool, and immediately took a step, with a smile, and walked towards Leng Yan.

The thunder fell from a high altitude and kept falling on Xue Ling, but he was not in a hurry, pacing calmly, and he didn't care at all, the power of the thunder that fell wildly was like encountering the remnants of molten snow, and it disappeared quickly.

Seeing Xue Ling like this, Leng Yan's body leaned forward and retracted, and his wrinkled eyebrows were also relaxed.

It seems that everything falls into place!

Although it is not clear what kind of martial arts Xue Ling is practicing, Leng Yan can feel that this kind of martial arts is absolutely strong and abnormal, with this kind of thunder power to quench the body, the pain is self-evident, just now she suffered a trace of thunder because of curiosity, that kind of thunder power made her whole body throb, it is not difficult to imagine how terrifying the thunder and lightning light on the edge of the thunder pool will be.

Being able to persevere, Leng Yan looked at Xue Ling, looking at this monk who had just broken through to the Eight Leaf Yunlian Realm, and for a while, admiration surged in his heart.

"It seems that I have to work hard, when we first met, he was just a little monk of the Six-Leaf Yunlian Realm, but now he is at the same level as me. ”

Leng Yan felt a little ashamed in her heart, her talent was not bad among the disciples of the Wuzhen Sect, but when she saw Xue Ling's growth rate, she couldn't help but be ashamed, and said secretly in her heart: "Fortunately, I feel that I should be about to break through soon, otherwise I will really be left behind by him." ”

Thinking of her current situation, Leng Yan was also a little comforted, it wouldn't be long, and she would also become a monk in the Nine Leaves Yunlian Realm.

"Haha...... Great, I made it. ”

Xue Ling walked leisurely through the space where the thunder fell unreasonably, came to Leng Yan, and said with a smile.

"Congratulations. ”

Leng Yan nodded and smiled lightly, reading true happiness in Xue Ling's eyes, and she was also happy in her heart.

"You look good when you smile. ”

Xue Ling was stunned for a moment, Leng Yan's shallow smile just now was really moving, as if the whole world had dimmed, and only the shallow smile was left, which became brighter and brighter.

"Hmm. ”

As soon as he spoke, Xue Ling felt bad, thinking of Leng Yan's temperament, he was afraid that he would be slashed by his eyes like Wei Qianmi last time, and he immediately laughed dryly, a little cramped.

But Leng Yan's face was very calm, and he didn't say anything, but there seemed to be a faint joy in his eyes, and he didn't know if he was happy for Xue Ling's strength, or because of something else......

"Let's go!"

Glancing back at the thunder-filled thunder pool, Xue Ling took a deep breath and walked out, and then he and Leng Yan's bodies disappeared into the vast white mist.

Walking in the vast white mist, the sense of fear and palpitation that did not know the good luck disappeared, Xue Ling's mood was very relaxed, and Leng Yan walked in this place that could not be seen too far, silent with each other, but the atmosphere was also harmonious and peaceful.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the ground shook, and the two of them shook their steps, and after a moment they calmed down, and the two looked at each other, and there was some doubt in their eyes.

"What happened to such a big commotion?!"

Xue Ling probably distinguished the direction of the epicenter and looked over there, of course, he couldn't see anything, because he was in the white fog, and his line of sight could only be projected ten meters out.

Leng Yan shook his head, his voice returned to his previous coldness, and it seemed to have formed a habit: "Let's go out first." ”

Half an hour later, Xue Ling and Leng Yan walked out of the white fog and glanced ahead, the bloodstains extended from outside the forest, which was the blood spilled from the wound on Xue Ling's back.

Xue Ling is nothing, he is still alive and well, breaking through to the Eight Leaves Yunlian Realm and the refinement of the Nine Heavens Thunder Technique, so that the wound on his back is almost completely healed.

Coming to the mountain peak, Xue Ling and Leng Yan glanced at the direction where the vibration occurred just now, the mountains were heavy, and some places were shrouded in shadows under the sunset sun, which looked dim and weird, and among the mountains in the distance, there seemed to be a noisy sound, faintly echoing in the mountains.

"I don't know what happened to Wei Qianmi?!"

Xue Ling said, immediately looked at Leng Yan, and discussed: "Miss Leng Yan, can you go there to have a look?"

Leng Yan nodded, wondering what was going on there.