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At the top of a strait around Taiyuan City, a beautiful shadow stands here.

The lead clouds in the sky hung low, and arcs of lightning rushed through the sky like silver snakes, and then the roar of thunder sounded, deafening.

The arc of electricity is like a shining silver knife, cutting through the ink-colored sky.

At this moment, the atmosphere is oppressive, the prelude to the coming storm.

Jiang Cheng sat on the slope of this strait, looking at the figure of Lan Zixuan standing at the top.

His magnetic aura is too strong, and he needs to avoid covering it up, otherwise it will affect Lan Zixuan's tribulation, and he may have a big disaster.

It can be said that this is also a kind of trust that Lan Zixuan has in him, asking him to watch from the slope of the strait and asking him to protect the Dharma.

"The feng shui on the top of this strait is very peculiar, it seems that it is often subject to lightning strikes, it should be that the mountain contains some metal minerals, which is not simple.

Crossing the Thunder Tribulation here, the thunder power will be stronger than in ordinary times, although it is not as violent as the formation deliberately induced, but it is also stronger than the way of crossing the Tribulation with the tide. ”

Jiang Cheng's attainments in Feng Shui Array are not low, and he has been sitting here and observing for a long time, and has analyzed a lot of information through the surrounding magnetic environment.

Lan Zixuan did need a lot of courage to survive here.

If you succeed and experience such a tribulation, you will have a huge harvest, which is much more solid than the foundation of the ordinary King Kong Realm consummate powerhouse.

Ordinary warriors are terrified of the thunder tribulation, and try their best to weaken the thunder power.

But people who really have ambition and confidence in their martial arts will only find ways to enhance their thunder power and gain benefits from it.

The so-called way of heaven is to make up for what is lacking.

"I used the Jinshan Great Array to lead the mines...... The thunder descended three times, and it was transmitted to the Jinshan Great Array through my body, and the thunder power was not weakened, and it rebounded back to my body through the Jinshan Great Array.

After being tempered by the bombardment of thunder power repeatedly, it is the most thrilling, but as long as you survive, you will also gain the most.

But once you can't hold on, you will be calcined into ashes by the thunder power accumulated by the formation. ”

He sat on the slope and pondered, when suddenly the heavens and the earth roared, and a thunderbolt "clicked" and fell, hitting Lan Zixuan's body.

Suddenly, there was a thunderstorm, the scene was amazing, and the scorching and masculine breath could be felt from afar.

Lan Zixuan's clothes caught fire and burned all over her body, but it was fine, and the true qi in her body was obviously full and protected her internal organs, but she was inevitably a little embarrassed.

"Thunderbolt!"

Another thunder.

When this thunder fell, Lan Zixuan began to resist with her palm, she was beaten and staggered and almost fell, her whole body was smoking, her body was pitch black, and there was a trace of a strange woman with a thousand styles.

Jiang Cheng watched from a distance and had a different experience.

He survived the thunder tribulation more than ten days ago, and he was under the power of heavenly thunder, struggling to resist, and finally reborn from the fire.

Now when I see others crossing the thunder, I have all kinds of thoughts, recalling the situation of crossing the thunder by myself that day, and I have some new experiences.

The tree was struck by lightning, and if it did not die, it would be more vibrant, and eventually it would become a towering ancient tree.

People are struck by lightning and do not die, and the reason is the same.

Legend has it that the birth of life is caused by thunder and lightning.

When the most primitive world was still alive, lightning fell and caused flames, which were thrown into the water, and microorganisms were born, which slowly evolved into the original life.

Thunder is the vitality that is nurtured in destruction, and it stands after breaking.

People are not killed by lightning, and there is more thunder power in their bodies, which is equivalent to injecting a vitality of heaven and earth life, which is naturally stronger.

Jiang Cheng can feel his strength now, and he is slowly getting stronger all the time.

Body cells, musculoskeletal membranes, and even hair and blood are like dead trees in spring, producing metamorphosis.

Moreover, after experiencing the thunder tribulation, the original spirit seems to have been sublimated in the pain of thunder and lightning, cleansing the soul, exercising the spirit, and faintly touching the ninth sense of "true self".

"I can lock my soul for seven hundred miles now, which is more than three times stronger than before I crossed the Thunder Tribulation......"

This thought was born, and suddenly there was another thunderous roar, interrupting Jiang Cheng's thoughts.

Lan Zixuan issued a loud reprimand, her domineering momentum rose sharply, her delicate body shook lightly, and she hit a concise, simple, calm and strong punch, which hit the sky and thunder.

The thunder exploded, and the thunder was dazzling.

Lan Zixuan's figure was submerged by the thunder light, and this type of Three Emperors Cannon Fist could be said to have played the essence of the gods, and Jiang Cheng couldn't help but shout hello in his heart.

This punch can be described as the coordination and unity of hands, feet, body, essence, qi and spirit.

It not only played the calm and strong strength of the cannon fist, but also the internal force was substantial, and it was fast and fierce, swift and swift, and fluttering and light.

It is the unity of strength and strength, the combination of rigidity and softness, and the momentum is brave.

It seems to use the strength of the axe to break the hard wood, reflecting the invincible momentum of moving forward bravely, but there is a fresh, refreshing, simple and generous feeling here in Lan Zixuan.

The thunder no longer falls, but the heavy rain pours down in an instant, and the rain curtain enters the beads, smashing into the sea water and a mist of water vapor, which is almost impossible to see the distant scene.

Jiang Cheng got up suddenly, like a rooster shaking its feathers, his body shook, and a strong wave of qi appeared around his body, which directly ejected the falling raindrops.

He stepped forward, and the phantom body walked through the rain like a ghost.

Under the smooth flow of strength in his body, the clothes, hair, and skin of his whole body do not seem to be wet, and the rain will automatically bounce away when it falls on it, and it will not be contaminated.

If this falls in the eyes of ordinary people, it is simply magical.

But for a congenital powerhouse like Jiang Cheng, it is actually a simple means of dividing water.

Those who are congenitally strong can be violent and hurt people with pores all over the body, and the rain cannot be added, and mosquitoes and flies cannot stand.

That is to say, if a mosquito falls on him, it will be sensed immediately, and the hair will be like a big gun at a glance, directly killing the mosquito.

Now his body is full of energy, and his whole body is full of breath.

It is like a lotus leaf, when the water falls on the body, it seems to fall on the lotus leaf, gathering together and dripping, and the body is like a lotus leaf and does not get wet.

When he came to the top of the strait, Lan Zixuan had become a charcoal man, and her body exuded a scorching smell, and it was difficult to wash it off when it was washed away by the rain.

But soon her scorched skin was washed away by the rain, revealing a skin as clear as jade, her body was crystal clear, her lower abdomen was flat, her chest stood proudly, and she trembled in the rain.

She closed her eyes at this moment, as if she was feeling something, standing on this strait, a 'silk' not 'hanging', washed by the rain curtain, the temperament is quiet and elegant, just like a delicate work of art gifted by God.

Jiang Cheng looked at it, his gaze slid down the legs that were 'strong', he was a little hot for no reason, his skin was blue and black, and his eyes had a demonic and dangerous light.

"Have you seen enough?"

Lan Zixuan suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes were very calm, but her tone was angry.

"Nope. ”

Jiang Cheng spread his hands and did not hide the heat in his eyes.

Devil, as you like, when the desire arises, let it be.

But he will not be bound by desires and be slaves to desires.

(To be continued.) )