Chapter 240: Driving for Nine Days, the Black Water is Dark

Jing Younan opened his eyes and saw that there were thousands of jade steps in front of him, reaching the clouds.

At the end of the jade steps, there are five city towers standing side by side, all are carved and painted buildings, the steep cypress layer is covered with glazed tiles, under the light of the sky, between the clear and bright light flows, the mist is full of green air.

Look closely, the golden nails and vermilion lacquer, the portal is engraved with mysterious thunder patterns, and it has evolved into a venerable thunder god, or ribbed wings, or vermilion fangs, or holding thunder, or driving a thunder car, cruising the world.

Between the smoke and clouds, it is lifelike, as if it has come to life.

Jing Younan's eyes turned, and in the Thunder Mansion, he could feel that the Dan power in his body was more lively than usual, a kind of qi that seemed to be absent lingered around his body, and the dull thunder occasionally sounded in his ears, deafening.

"Thunder Mansion,"

After thinking about it, Jing Younan ran Xuangong, the Great Fan Thunder Pool in Tiangang shook, and the wisps of Dansha power poured out from the Tianmen, rising and turning into thunderclouds, which spread to the size of half an acre in a moment, and the arc thundered, colliding with each other, and there was a crackling sound.

Bang

As if sensing the thunderous breath on Jing Younan's body, above the dome, the clouds suddenly condensed, a large area of ball lightning brewed, and the fine and dense electric light was superimposed, forming a strange pattern, like dragon scales, like water lines, unmeasurable.

Crash

At this time, the clouds in the middle of the day suddenly opened, the sky hung down directly, and a thunder car slowly descended, the crank canopy, the streamer glowed, shining.

The emperor is two feet high, the upper body is red, there is a hidden thunder pattern, and the bronze hand holds a bamboo whip, and his expression is solemn.

The cart is pulled by a thunder beast that looks like a fox and has two wings on its back, and the one-horned thunder light on its head is entangled, and the fairy sound is self-generated.

"Reckless,"

The thunder beast came to Jing Younan's body, automatically stopped, and let out a scream.

"Huh,"

Jing Younan's eyes showed a strange light, the emperor and the thunder beast in front of him were actually dead things, but they had their own spirituality, it was really mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful.

"Reckless,"

The thunder beast raised its hooves and flapped its wings, and let out another low roar, as if urging Jing Younan to get into the car.

"If it comes, it will be safe,"

Jing Younan smiled lightly, stretched out her sleeves and got into the car, naturally put her hands in front of her knees, and sat down calmly.

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The emperor shook the bamboo whip in his hand and beat it falsely.

"Reckless,"

The thunder beast roared again, its wings spread, five or six feet long, and the thunder roared under its hooves, turning into a thundercloud, supporting its body, and slowly rising into the air.

"Huh?"

Nalan Zhiruo was walking out from the other direction, and when she saw such a scene, she was stunned at first, and then her jade face was cold, and she raised her wrist and raised her hand to shoot a string of thunder beads

"Haha, Nalan Daoyou, why is it too anxious to fry each other,"

Jing Younan sat down steadily, her upper body did not move, the thunderclouds spread out, secluded and gloomy, and the shore was endless.

Seeing the thunder beads falling, a thunder pool suddenly appeared, shook slightly, and received all the thunder beads inside, without any waves.

Jing Younan waved his sleeves and put away the thunder pool, which rose higher and higher, and in an instant, it disappeared into the thunderclouds and disappeared.

"Is it Thunder Pool?"

Among the five, the most slender girl frowned, and her pretty face was full of frost.

As we all know, among the magic weapons related to the thunder system, the thunder pool has always been called the source of ten thousand sources, and it is known as the most complex magic weapon.

Many times, although the Thunder Pool does not have the ability to kill, it is the closest to the origin of thunder among all the magic weapons, and it has incredible power.

Similarly, among the self-inherited magic weapons, the number of thunder pools is also very small, and most of them are placed in the cave mansion, or in the heavenly palace, and after day and night sacrifices, they become one with the cave palace and become the source of energy in these places.

Thunder pools like this that can be controlled by monks are almost rare, at least, they have never seen them.

"It's a bit of a wolf in the room,"

Nalan Zhiruo smiled bitterly, quickly regained her usual expression, and said coldly, "Don't worry about him, we take care of our own affairs." ”

"Okay,"

The four of them agreed, they had been planning for a long time for this Lei Mansion, and they had their own plans.

"Let's go,"

Nalan Zhiruo's skirt was lightly stretched, her delicate calves were exposed, crystal clear, and her voice came out, "When you meet again, you will be the enemy." ”

Three hundred miles away.

Wisps of black gas hung down from the sky, turning into black water, and at a glance, its depth was unfathomable, and the shore was endless.

In the dark water, countless faces and ghosts are struggling, or pain, or sorrow, or despair, or hatred, resentment, death, corpse aura shrouded it, gloomy and permeating.

The wooden coffin was still floating in the black water, the oil lamp on the coffin was lit, the wick of the length of the finger was burning, and the faint light illuminated the surroundings, reflecting a figure.

He sat quietly on the coffin, under the deep light, the bones of his whole body were strangely gray, and the fine seal inscriptions squirmed on his body, bulging out large bags, which looked very terrifying.

The next moment, I heard a sound like firecrackers, and one by one the big bags cracked together, giving birth to sprouts, and growing wildly.

As soon as the flesh buds came out, the dead air, resentment, and corpse qi of the space seemed to have found the source, and they continued to pour in and enter it.

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I don't know how long it took, but the figure on the coffin opened its eyes, and its miserable white eyes turned, indifferent and ruthless.

At this time, he is no longer a skeleton, but a long body, well-proportioned, and his body is shrouded in a miserable white and dark brilliance, which is very special.

The figure made a move, and all the dead qi around it surged, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a magic robe, the gloomy white bones piled up, and the face of the evil ghost came to life.

He draped the robe over his body, tied it up, and showed the appearance of a man in the deep light.

He looks like he is in his thirties, his eyebrows are narrow and long, his eye sockets are very deep, and there are hidden lines on his thin cheeks, which adds a three-point weirdness.

"In the quiet years, it is difficult to have reincarnation,"

The man's voice was calm, but when he listened closely, there seemed to be a feeling of emotion and a kind of joy.

"Up,"

The man stood up, pointed to his feet with his hand, and mouthed out the truth.

Bang

I don't know how many years the black water has been silent boiling and roaring, and the waves are rolling and rising.

The man stood on the coffin with his hands in his hands, and below it was the rising black water, which lifted his body up, and rose, and rose and rose again.

The black water is full of black water, gushing endlessly.

Such a vision instantly alarmed many monks who entered the space.

"Ah, what's that?"

"It's so dead,"

"Look, there's another man. ”

"Incredible, incredible. ”

All the monks who saw it were amazed and couldn't believe their eyes.

Even Gu Yuyin, who had just been promoted to the Jindan Stabilization Realm, was shocked, her beautiful eyes widened, and she muttered, "What is this?"

"It's a disaster, it's a ruin, it's a will,"

The voice of the phoenix hairpin came out, and it was extremely solemn.