Being in the thunder sea, Xuan suddenly had a momentum of pointing the world. He could clearly feel that his sea of suffering, in the sea of thunder, was rapidly absorbing the power of thunder and lightning, and was growing rapidly.

"Hmph, since it is said that the Holy Body is a bottomless pit, then I will use this thunder sea as a source stone to absorb it crazily. I want to see if this violent thunder sea can make my sea of suffering increase again!"

One of his bold ideas almost cost him death.

The raging Thunder Sea is the most powerful force of nature, full of righteousness and masculinity. The power of thunder and lightning heralds destruction and new life.

The iron bump in his hand, although it absorbed the power of thunder and lightning and temporarily condensed into the form of a hammer, his body was still flesh and had not yet been reborn.

In the sea of thunder, he endured the bombardment of thunder and lightning, his bones were creaking, and his whole body was full of flesh and skin, like a bloody man.

He endured the pain, roared, stepped on the Seven Kills Footwork, shuttled through the thunderclouds, danced the Sky Shaking Hammer, and blasted towards the blue force.

"Eat me with a hammer!"

The furious sea of thunder actually let out a huge roar, as if there was really a thunder god thundering the drumsticks, making him stand high.

He struck a blow, and a furious bolt of lightning suddenly struck out from his hammer, instantly concentrating the flying sword of blue power.

Boom!

There was no suspense at all, and Lan Li's flying sword collided with Ying's hammer, and it was shattered in just one moment.

In the sea of thunder, Xuan is the master. This is his main battlefield.

Although he smashed Lan Li's flying sword with one blow, he did not step forward again, and at this time, his body fell into the most pain.

His body is no longer what it looks like.

The thunder and lightning in the sea of thunder kept bombarding his body, shattering his body into a ball of flesh, the blood in it was boiling, his bones were constantly evolving, and his spirit and spirit were suffering from the baptism of thunder and lightning!

As long as he gets through, he'll get a lot of good out of it.

Yes!

He made a heart-rending sound that spread far away. Many people, many fierce beasts, heard his heart-rending voice, and were too frightened to move.

His pain was terrifying and terrifying.

In the distance, Lan Li was knocked away and smashed heavily into the pile of troubled times. On the surface of his body, a divine power appeared to protect and shield him, slowing down the damage he received, and there was not a little damage on his body.

However, his mind has been seriously dusted!

Who is he, he is the pride of the sky in Lanchuan Cave Heaven, and he is a real master of the Lifespring Realm, in his eyes, the monks of the bitter sea are just slightly larger ants at the lower level of the monks.

Just now, he still laughed at and despised Ling Tian, laughing at him for being defeated by someone with worldly martial arts. I didn't expect retribution to come to him so soon.

He, a middle-level monk of the Life Spring, has a bubbling life spring in his body, the clouds above the sea of bitterness are steaming, and he has unlimited divine power, he was defeated by a monk who has just stepped into the sea of suffering, and the other party is still so young!

He didn't believe it, in his eyes, it was jealousy, envy, and hatred!

He is jealous, he is envious.

Why is the powerful person not himself? Why didn't you open up a sea of suffering at such an age? Now, he is in his forties. However, his life bubbled and slowed down his aging and made him look younger. But the pain in it, the pain of cultivating the path, and the pain of not being able to break through for a long time, made him suffer all the time.

He hated why the young man in front of him could struggle in the sea of thunder, why he could withstand the attack of thunder and lightning and not die.

He hated, hated the young man in front of him, and with just a hammer, he destroyed the natal treasure weapon he had worked so hard to cultivate.

The young man in front of him, this blow not only hit his confidence, but also ruined his future.

He stood up, like the eyes of a beast, fierce and vicious, like the gentle and elegant just now.

"Kill!"

With a loud roar, he re-raised his flying sword and stabbed it at the ball that had become a mass of flesh and lightning.

He was struggling, and at this moment, his consciousness was blurred. Now, he can't let go of using the power of thunder and lightning to grow the bitter sea. He was in great pain, but at the thought of his sister, he gritted his teeth and persevered.

Lan Li's sword stabbed him and shook his spirit.

"You can't die here, you have to get out of here!"

He struggled, his consciousness blurred, and with just a single blow, he smashed Lan Li's flying sword again.

"Get out of here!"

In the eyes of Ying, there is the destructive power of thunder and lightning, and he wants to see his sister. At this moment, he was most worried about his sister.

His round ball fell from the thunder sea at once, and smashed into a pool of turquoise cold pools.

Boom!

He fell into the water, as if it exploded, and the blue water in the cold pool was blown out at once, splashing hundreds of feet high, and falling all over the ground.

Inside the cold pool, there was an ice crocodile that was about to become a sperm, and it was resting, but it was interrupted by the fire. Immediately annoyed, it wagged its tail and swam out of its nest at the bottom of the cold pool.

It saw a ball of lightning fall into its territory, with a flow of electricity and a mesmerizing fragrance.

Immediately, it drooled, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed it into its belly in one fell swoop.

Suddenly, Xuan seemed to hear Xiao Nannan shouting, and he was shouting in pain, "Brother!"

"No, I can't die. If I die, who will take care of my sister? I'm not going to let my sister wander again. In this life and this life, I want to protect her!"

It was the power of affection that immediately swept away his pain and made him conscious.

He opened his eyes and saw darkness. But soon, he adapted to the darkness and saw his surroundings clearly.

He was in a meat hole and saw bones left by dead animals everywhere. And, streams of fishy smell rushed over.

The fishy smell is the spirit of the ice crocodile that needs to be digested during exercise.

"Hmph, this damn monster wants my life. Look for death!"

The ball of flesh crackled, his bones reorganized, his blood boiling.

He underwent the baptism of thunder and lightning, and he was really reborn, and his spirit was great, and in his body, the bitter sea the size of a grain of rice became larger again, and became the size of a pigeon's egg, and it was golden, reflecting the bitter sea into gold.

At this time, he could clearly see that in the sea of his chakras, the sea of suffering was boundless and rock-solid. His wheel of life constantly exudes a vigorous essence of life, nourishing his limbs and bones.

In such a state, even if he no longer cultivated, he could easily live for two or three hundred years.

He stood up, grabbed the red flesh in front of him with both hands, and tore it hard.

"Open!"

His divine power was invincible, and he tore apart the hard body of the ice crocodile at once, and then stepped out with one foot, not allowing the old crocodile who was about to become a spirit to resist, and trampled to death.

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