A rare trace of heat appeared on the fair-skinned and handsome face, and the red tongue licked his lips, making the soul look at the thunder bead in front of him with some excitement.

After all, there were a lot of problems in his cultivation of "Thunder", so he also spent a lot of effort to study and crack it, and now that he can finally cultivate Xiaocheng, how can he not be excited.

The palm of his hand moved slightly, and the black spiritual power slowly pulled out the red beads, although he had absorbed them many times, Ling Soul still did not dare to underestimate them, in the past, the buns were only refined with a little thunder power, and now he only planned to absorb a large amount of thunder power because he was about to break through the bottleneck, saying that it was a large amount, but in fact, it was just a small bead that a few wisps of thunder were condensed.

But for Ling Soul is already the limit, looking at the red bead in his hand, Ling Soul will dissipate the heat in his eyes, after all, thunder belongs to a kind of power of the Heavenly Dao, and it is an extremely domineering power, a little carelessness may be lost, at this time, it is obviously unwise to let greed defeat reason.

Ling Soul carefully introduced the energy into his body, and at this time, the thunder power that had been absorbed by his body was also revealed, wrapped around his body, and it was extremely gorgeous.

But Ling Soul was obviously different from his appearance at this time, his eyes were very solemn, and the small beads in his hand slowly dissipated into his palm, and before absorbing a wisp, the thunder would turn into a small red snake and swim between his skin, and finally merge into it.

Over and over again, Xiaozhu gradually turned into thunder and lightning snakes, all of which were integrated into Ling's soul.

Closing his eyes and concentrating, he needed to refine these wanton destruction powers in his body with all his might, otherwise he would be seriously injured even if his physical body was not weak.

In addition, Lei Ming's cultivation method said that this set of body methods is a matter of course, and the qualitative changes produced after the amount reaches a certain level, plus the red thunder that makes the soul more powerful than ordinary thunder, after condensing, thunder is no longer a single body martial art, but can simply use the power of thunder to attack, and the power is huge.

The crimson lightning flickered on the soul skin, and each time it flickered, the soul would be a little more solemn, faintly revealing a little pain.

The black aura was running wildly, making the black and red rays on its body entangle at one time, as if they were indistinguishable from each other, not so much refining as fusion.

It's just that the electric light is only driven by nature after all, even if it is powerful, it is still not as good as the wear and tear of the soul, the black spiritual power gradually prevails, and the red electric light is slowly dispersed into the body of the soul, faintly condensed into a small red lightning snake, and the lightning shines, as if the little snake has opened its bloody mouth, devouring the spiritual power in the soul body.

Ling Soul did not relax, although the Thunder Condensation reached the final stage, as long as he continued to transmit spiritual power, but after all, it was a ground-level martial art, and even if his physical body did not lose to the spirit, he had to be extremely careful.

The body of the little snake is gradually covered by the black spiritual power of the soul, this is the form it is about to saturate, only when the little snake absorbs these spiritual powers on the surface of the body, the martial arts of the soul can be regarded as a real Xiaocheng level.

Just when Ling Soul breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to cut off the transmission of spiritual power, a change occurred.

The power of this well-behaved thunder seemed to be suddenly frightened, and a "zi" splashed around, and the red snake began to disintegrate from the inside out.

"What's going on!" Ling Soul was a little confused.

The thunder that had been refined by him seemed to have regained its true nature again, and wanted to break away from the soul and rush out of the body.

On weekdays, this had not happened when Ling Soul absorbed thunder, but now it happened at the juncture of his thunder condensation.

"Damn!" a cold sweat slowly broke out on the soul's face, and the red lightning that had disappeared in his body began to flicker outside his body again.

"Give me back!" Ling Soul once again squandered the little spiritual power left in his body and desperately urged these restless electric rays, but he didn't see any improvement, and the power of thunder spread through his body at an astonishing speed, making the red electric light on the surface of the soul increase more and more.

Gritting his teeth, he let the soul know that if he gave up now, then the meridians in his body might be destroyed by this force, and the spiritual power he had worked hard to cultivate would also evaporate in an instant, and he would become a wasted person from now on.

What he didn't know was that in Baozi's eyes, Ling Soul's body flickering red electricity slowly emerged with incomparably black spiritual power, as if there was no life, and there was no breath revealed, so quietly entangled Ling Soul's body.

Baozi's innocent eyes showed a look of vigilance at this time, and it could feel that although this spiritual power was quiet, it was extremely dangerous, and even it couldn't swallow it easily.

The soul with severe pain suddenly felt that the thunder power on his body had calmed down, as if he had been driven back into his body by something.

"What is it that makes the power of Heavenly Punishment so terrifying, and it seems to be in my body?" Ling Soul frowned, and the thought flashed through his mind.

The breath of thunder once again roamed his internal organs and limbs.

"This is the ......" is different from the innate awakening in the past, and the soul is extremely awake at this time.

He could clearly see that the red thunder had swam through his body and then returned to the center of his body, reshaping at an astonishing speed.

The speed of condensation was several times faster than the initial condensation, which surprised the soul secretly, not only because of the speed, but also because he did not gather spiritual power condensation at this time, everything was running on its own, and it seemed that there was a force threatening the thunder power in his body, consciously shaping the form.

However, what surprised the soul the most was that at this time, the thunder power in his body was no longer condensed by a delicate red thunder snake.

"This doesn't seem to be quite the same as the statement in "Thundering"?" Ling Soul thought uncertainly, in his mind, what Thunder Ming condensed into should be a thunder snake, which evolved into a python, a Jiao, and finally a dragon with the improvement of cultivation.

But the red thunder obviously didn't pay attention to what he was thinking, and first gathered into tiny silk threads, which Ling Soul carefully identified several times before determining that it seemed to be the rhizome of a flower and plant, and at this time, it was as if the meridians of his body were treated as dirt, sinking deep into it, and taking root here.

Immediately, from the bottom up, a delicate and delicate flower gradually condensed, at first it was just a flower bone, and then slowly bloomed after it was fully formed.

Ling Soul didn't know how to describe this mysterious little flower, because even he couldn't seem to see the whole picture of this little flower, every glance seemed to be different from what he had just seen, as if there was some energy faintly blocking his eyes, he could only feel the breath from the small flower and roughly feel the existence of this flower, mysterious, elegant but revealing a bit of weird and dangerous atmosphere.

But no matter what, his Thunder Condensation was a success, and the soul breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to carefully investigate the situation in his body, this strange little flower suddenly swayed again.

The delicate petals fluttered with the swing, and the sense of charm arose, without warning, the uncontrolled pitch-black spiritual power that was originally hidden in his body surged out wildly, although it was only for a moment, the pitch-black spiritual power disappeared again between the flickering white rays, but it still came out a little.

Ling Soul recognized this spiritual power, and he had been short-lived in the battle against the scar wolf, and he was domineering, but unfortunately, he couldn't perceive it, and he couldn't use it.

The small flower that shimmered with red lightning was instantly wrapped when it touched the pitch-black spiritual power, as if it had taken the initiative to summon it, and the pitch-black covered the blood-red demonic flower with a devastating attitude.

"What is it doing...... "The soul's breath was about to stop, and he was a little caught off guard by the successive situations he encountered today.

The pitch-black spiritual power was absorbed by the petals after only a few breaths, and the spiritual power spread out, revealing a black flower that shimmered with a dead glow, from the root to the stamen, all of them were dark colors, and compared with the previous blood-red color, it was more dangerous and mysterious.

At this time, the flickering light on its flower was no longer red lightning, but a silent, eerie black thunder.

The aura is also more terrifying than before, but the thunder outside the flower's body is still blood-red, and it has not changed because of the demonic flower.

With the completion of the condensation, the vigilance in Baozi's eyes gradually disappeared, and he once again regained his previous lazy color, lazily lying on Ling Soul's bed, motionless.

Ling Soul stared at the changes in his body, no matter what, this little black flower seemed to be more powerful and weirder than the previous Thunder Snake, and it must be quite powerful.

It's just that there is no chance to test the power here at this time, Ling Soul sighed and opened his eyes, and a faint black lightning flashed between his eyes, and his sharpness was compelling.

Standing up, Ling Soul stretched his body at will, the red thunder light around his body was shining, his bones crackled, and there seemed to be a few faint black thunderbolts flashing around his body, extremely domineering.

"It's really strong. The young man had a smile on his face.

"Huh?" Ling Soul suddenly stopped the thunder that was entwining around his body, opened his white palm, and black spiritual power suddenly surged out of his body, condensing in the center of his palm.

"I'm ......"

"Eightfold Qi training?"