Chapter 162: Thunderclouds Turning into Ding——

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"Jiaolong goes to sea!" The thunder in the thunderclouds in the sky is endless, as long as the thunderclouds in Fang Wenyuan's body are still there, they can continue to draw out the thunder of heaven and earth.

After a strong shout, the thunder rolled, and the sound of the thunder spread throughout the four fields, covering up the sound of all things.

The intertwined razer turned into a hideous dragon. The thunder in the sky did not stop, but kept gathering towards the dragon, and the terrifying aura was gathering on the dragon, gradually diffusing out.

Thousands of thunder snakes were like ocean waves, holding up the dragon and rushing towards the hair-like thunder.

But the result is no different from the previous Tiger going down the mountain. After colliding with it, it fell apart.

At this point, Fang Wenyuan really changed color, and said: "Although the thunder emitted by this statue seems to be as light as a feather, its power is not something I can resist.

I condensed the thunder and transformed into a tiger before, and condensed my three thousand six hundred thunders to form, but the result was not satisfactory. And the Jiaolong just now went to sea, and it condensed 8,800 thunderbolts, but after touching it, the result was still the same!

What is the mystery of that thunder!"

Between the flow of thoughts, Fang Wenyuan was glad that the spell emitted by this statue did not have the intention of killing, otherwise he would no longer exist.

However, he must figure out what is the mystery in this thunder, otherwise it will be even more difficult to survive this catastrophe.

Seeing the tiny thunder slowly drifting in, Fang Wenyuan simply opened his hands outward, moved all the thunder snakes that were protecting him, and completely removed the thunder curtain standing in front of him.

actually put aside all defenses and prepared to resist the power of this thunder with his body, only to see a calm look in his eyes, and said lightly: "If you don't figure out the mystery of your thunder, all resistance will be in vain."

Well, I'll take my own adventure!"

With that, he flew up, stretched out a finger with his left hand and slowly approached the trace of thunder.

At the moment of the tentacle, Fang Wenyuan's whole body was paralyzed and his blood was boiling, and he wanted to withdraw under the huge shock, but it was too late.

In an instant, the heavens and the earth lost their color, and even Fang Wenyuan's eyes turned gray. The left hand that touched the thunder produced tiny cracks, and what contained it was a trace of tiny thunder, which was separated from the thunder emitted by the statue.

The sharp pain on his hand, as well as a series of injuries, Fang Wenyuan didn't care about it at all. At this time, he was like a puppet, standing in place, motionless.

The thunder that touched the left hand also stopped in mid-air, with no intention of moving forward again, which proves that the statue has no intention of killing. So, what is his purpose?

Fang Wenyuan didn't have the heart to think about this, because at this moment, although he looked like he was frozen. In fact, there were already monstrous waves in his mind, because the moment he touched that thunder, his mind was already in the middle of the sea of thousands of thunders.

The divine sense was tempered in the golden inscription of the Guardian Realm of Caixia Secret Realm, although it was not indestructible, but it was also tempered by thousands of tempers, so in the middle of this thunderous ocean, Fang Wenyuan's damage was not small, but it could still stand it.

I saw that his eyes were full of wonder, looking at this piece of thunder, and muttering: "So it is, so it is, so it is!"

After a sigh, Fang Wenyuan did not continue to indulge in this sea of thunder, but pinched the trick with both hands and shouted: "The golden crow fire guiding lamp, to the wood spirit vein to protect my body!

A cyan firework ignited in the distance, bursts of vigorous vitality filled Fang Wenyuan's body, and a golden light was reflected in the immortal soul, like a great avenue, so that the thunder in this thunder ocean could not be blocked in the slightest.

Fang Wenyuan stepped on this golden avenue without hesitation and quickly walked to the end.

The gray-white rigidity in his eyes gradually subsided, and was replaced by a burst of clarity, with the protection of the Golden Crow Fire, the Zhimu Spirit Vein, and the Immortal Soul, Fang Wenyuan's mind finally returned to his body from the small thunder that touched his left hand.

There was a touch of ruthlessness and decisiveness in his eyes, and then Yuan Li turned, and the wound ring on his left hand spun rapidly, and the silver thread burst out, and he quickly cut off his index finger.

It is the index finger that touches the tiny thunder, and since it can't get rid of it, what can it do if you cut off one of your fingers?

The wood spirit veins in the body have been running, and they are even more crazy at this moment, and one after another extremely rich vitality flows to the position of the severed finger. The outward surge of blood immediately stopped, then recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, the severed finger grew back again.

And the severed index finger lost the protection of Fang Wenyuan's Yuan Force, and directly under the power of the small thunder, it turned into powder and disappeared without a trace.

Although the severed finger of the left hand was continued, the injury did not fully recover, and the upper crack wounded by the small thunderbolt did not heal.

However, Fang Wenyuan didn't care, but his body moved, and he burst back, at the same time, his hands kept waving, and finally his two palms were held in front of his chest, and he drank: "Condensation!"

The thunderclouds in the sky suddenly reversed, and the clouds on the edge began to condense towards the middle!

In the blink of an eye, the thundercloud of one hundred zhang shrank to eighty zhang, and it was still shrinking, and Fang Wenyuan did not stop casting spells. I saw that his eyes were red, with a sense of madness, and his palms kept moving closer to the middle.

The green tendons on his arm were prominent, and the crack on his left hand was constantly collapsing, however, Fang Wenyuan had no intention of stopping, and kept working hard.

"I finally know why I have been practicing the Thunder Technique until I am not perfect! I also know why the thunder emitted by the statue is inconspicuous, but it contains great power! Everything is because I have gone the wrong way!" Fang Wenyuan's long hair flew and flashed with a grin.

But his eyes became brighter and brighter.

Biting the tip of his tongue, he spit out a mouthful of essence blood, which fell on the spiritual light between the two palms, and the gloomy dark clouds in the sky suddenly became like blood. At the same time, it suddenly shrank by sixty feet!

The thunder in the thunderclouds was squeezed, and the roar rose into the sky. One of them, a thunder body as thick as a bucket, poured into Fang Wenyuan's Baihui, and flowed into the thundercloud in his body.

It provoked a burst of change, flashing with intense thunder, and it also spread from the body to the outside of the body.

The thundercloud seed that had been cultivated several times had already become crystal clear, and at this moment, after the condensed thunder supplement in the thundercloud outside, there was a sudden change in the slightest.

The edges and corners all fell off, turning into a cyan three-legged tripod! On it was depicted a simple word 'thunder', which contained a trace of cyan thunder.

At the same time, Fang Wenyuan felt that the thunder technique, which had not been advanced all the time, had finally come to fruition, and his cultivation was complete.

There were even a series of changes in the sea of knowledge, and the Five Thunder God Scrolls finally stopped struggling, and under Fang Wenyuan's control, the Immortal Soul opened its big hand and released the scroll.

The thundercloud on the scroll is not incomplete at the moment, it has been completely repaired.

It's like a key, and when it's made up, the scroll pulls open again.

The four big characters of "Qingtian Thunder Jue" are printed on it.

It is the second realm of the Five Thunder God Scrolls, the Blue Sky Realm!

The unexpected breakthrough greatly increased Fang Wenyuan's confidence, and his hands suddenly strengthened, and the distance between the two palms suddenly contracted. The thunderclouds in the sky seemed to be invisibly squeezed, shrinking to forty zhang at once, and then, no matter how Fang Wenyuan cast the spell, he could no longer shrink in the slightest.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan actually underwent a great change, if he was like a sword out of the sheath before, then at this moment he is like a rusty divine soldier, although it is dusty and covers the edge, but it feels more dangerous.

All thanks to the fact that Fang had just felt the mystery in that small thunder. If the sword is not sharpened, it will have to be tempered thousands of times, and the same is true for thunderclouds, if they are not tempered, they will not be able to be used.

That thunder looked as thin as a hair on the surface, but it was actually condensed by fusing tens of millions of thunder oceans, which made Fang Wenyuan suddenly open his mouth, only to know that the thunder technique was not the size of the summoned thundercloud at all, but the degree of condensation of the thunder technique!

Just when the changes in Fang Wenyuan's body stopped, the thunder that was as thin as a hair also dissipated without a trace. There was a sound of vicissitudes in my ears: "There is a statue in this place, and there is a trace of divine consciousness. I never expected to meet a successor after so many years.

Under today's temptation, this view of you has excellent understanding and peculiar roots. Therefore preaching to you, your appearance is rejoicing, and you have gained something. Don't be presumptuous. If not, steal the teacher and learn the art, and this seat should be killed! ”

Fang Wenyuan immediately clenched his fists, bowed to the statue, and said, "Thank you for the kindness of your predecessors, he will repay him one day!"

The woman in the main hall looked at Fang Wenyuan as if she had seen a ghost: "This kid is really interesting, he actually learned the 'Five Thunder Technique' of the Five Thunder Immortal Monarch."

There are ten statues in the lake, and the one I summoned is the most powerful, I didn't expect to have such a fate with him. Hmph, if you don't activate one of these statues, you can't use anything else, and this girl wants to see what else you kid can do!"

After a deep bow with a fist, the statue slowly sank to the bottom of the water, as if it had risen at the beginning.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan set his eyes on the main hall in the lake, and the water rushed under his feet, lifting him forward, and he came to the door of the main hall in a moment.

Wen Yuan frowned just now, and said in a low voice: "There is a demonic spirit!"

He has a demon vein on his body, and he has the skill of seizing the soul to capture the demon spirit, so he is very sensitive to the demon qi.

If it was just a demonic aura, it would be common in this Ten Thousand Demon Diagram, and what made him frown was because this demonic aura was too powerful, and it came from the main hall.

He hesitated slightly, thinking in his heart that those disciples who had sunk into a nightmare, and they had stepped into it with a hard head.

Looking at the Xuanguang Mirror around him, Fang Wenyuan said secretly: "Sure enough, someone is secretly manipulating!"

He didn't look too much, because there was a woman standing on the top of the main hall, this woman gave Fang Wenyuan an unfathomable feeling, although she didn't deliberately show her cultivation, but the strong aura exuded from her body made Fang Wenyuan suffocated.

And the woman also looked at him with interest, Fang Wenyuan's heart was terrified, and he immediately hugged his fists and said, "The juniors have seen the seniors!"