In the circle, when the little guy heard this, he couldn't help but shudder.

"This is the circle. The little fat man was suspicious, and at first he was hopeful, thinking that the little guy was cheating him, but after entering, he looked around and couldn't help but be a little disappointed.

"I didn't lie to you. The little guy said with big eyes and a pale face.

"Well, is it really just a hoax? The little fat man was slightly regretful, and his mood was a little depressed, but he didn't expect to wait for half a year and get nothing, the so-called Holy Spirit Tree was just a scam.

Suddenly, the little guy stumbled and fell directly to the ground, his brain was black, and he was dizzy, because he had consumed thousands of milliliters of blood just now, and now he was a little lacking in energy.

"I'm telling you, don't try to pit me, now your pocket is cleaner than your face. The little fat man hurriedly stepped back, squinting at him warily.

Quan Hu hurriedly drilled out of the jade, held two elixirs in his hand, and handed them to the little guy.

The little one swallowed in two bites, and immediately regained a lot of energy, and he lay down on the dead tree, trying to make contact with the voice just now.

And that voice was the sculpture in the dungeon, and the shuttle circle on the altar could be opened at any time, and it was just a pretext for him to be infused with blood, just for the blood of the little guy.

"You god stick, bastard, old immortal, just took two bottles of your divine blood, but you hold a grudge like this. The little guy said through gritted teeth.

"Boy, you can eat randomly, but you can't talk nonsense, I saved your life, what's wrong with charging some fees?" the sculpture spoke, and a smile sounded in the little guy's head.

"You're such a vampire, the power of the Origin is almost used up for me!!" The little guy was indignant, and he consumed thousands of milliliters of blood at once, and it took how many beasts to replenish it.

"You're still too weak, your divine blood hasn't really awakened yet, just a little bit, compared to other people's, it's quite special. Besides, there is no way to compare with the two bottles you took from me, it's a world of difference. The sculpture was also very distressed, and said viciously: "At most, I will take back one bottle, and another bottle, sooner or later, I will ask you to return it with interest." ”

The little guy doesn't care about it anymore, it's in the place of sculpture, and it suffers whatever it wants.

Then, he asked the little fat man to know the origin of the other party, and as for how to get out, it was nothing more than to let some more blood.

The little guy learned from the little fat man that the latter was only a wild man, but when he was still an infant, his parents were killed by bandits in the mountains, leaving him alone, and as he grew older, he gradually learned about the path of cultivation. He had secretly vowed to avenge his parents by killing all his bandits.

The little fat man's name is Pang Xiaoge, and he is quite a match for him.

When he was two years old, he met an old man who took him in and is now his master.

The place where he lives is by a lake, with only two thatched huts and an ancient tree, and his master generally does not leave there, does not smell the red dust, and does not ask about the world.

But he didn't teach him combat skills, he didn't pass on his secret skills, he just instructed him inadvertently, and even he came to Yangya City this time.

But the little fat man was very grateful to the old man, if the old man hadn't taken him in, he didn't know where the corpse was lying in the ravine, or which beast had devoured it.

But the old man's longevity is approaching, and the only purpose of the little fat man coming here is to find a holy medicine for him and increase his longevity.

After listening to the little fat man's story, the little guy's eyes were red, and he was very sympathetic to this honest boy. Unlike him and Quan Hu, who have been in a famous family since birth, although he was also miserable when he was a child, but the wind can't blow or rain.

"Fatty, I've decided, follow me in the future, my eldest brother and I are your relatives, Ye Tian is the eldest brother, and I am your second brother. Quan Hu is a sensual tiger, after listening to the little fat man's story, he has tears in his eyes, a handful of snot and tears to finish speaking.

The little fat man gave him a big roll of his eyes and didn't speak, obviously a little resistant to his own background.

This place is safe, and no one can enter this place unless he has divine blood in his body.

The little guy stretched his waist and gave the little fat man the divine blood obtained in the dungeon, he had used up eighty percent, and now there are still some left.

"This is for you, after refining, you can make a qualitative breakthrough in your physical body. The little guy learned about the other party's life experience, and felt a little guilty, and he knew that he wouldn't pit this honest fat man.

The little fat man didn't refuse, because he really needed it.

"I'm going into retreat, and I'm going to realize that I haven't read the Thunder Secret Book seriously since I got it. The little guy said, to improve his strength quickly, just met a little Thor so hard to defeat the other party, if you meet a stronger opponent.

"You retreat again, and when you come out, the Thunder Tribulation Secret Realm will be closed. Quan Hu was dissatisfied, since he came here, most of the time, the little guy was in retreat, and he had no interest at all, he could only sleep.

"Hey, hey. The little guy smiled, stroked him, and then turned around and came to the underground palace, leaving Quan Hu and the little fat man on the ground, because when he entered the deep level of cultivation, something might not burst out, for fear of hurting them.

He sat in the dark dungeon, very far from the depths, and when he looked up, he could see the square hole.

The little guy sensed it carefully, and some information suddenly appeared in his mind, which was found out from the attic of the Ye Mansion's scriptures, and he had never had a chance to read it.

This is created by a great monk who majored in the realm of thunder, with experience in his lifetime, all kinds of secrets of thunder, although not particularly shocking, but compared to the little guy, it is enough.

His whole body was glowing, there was thunder bursting and beating, and the font in his mind was a treasure for him, a rare treasure.

This great monk is very strong, relying on his own cultivation of thunder supernatural powers, stepping into this field, although he died in the heavenly punishment, but I have to admit that this is a strong man.

The little guy is very lucky, since he was born, he has contained the origin of thunder in his body, which is the most innate, equivalent to natural thunder, and those who have cultivated by themselves, there is no comparison at all.

Moreover, there is a lot of knowledge, secrets, and mysteries about thunder, which he has been contemplating.

The little guy didn't copy it, he wanted to go out of his own way, his own way, and his own life, because other people's may not be suitable for him.

Ten days passed, and there were even more thunderbolts in the dungeon, almost drowning him.

The dungeon is even more desolate, without any life, the little fat man and Quan Hu are paying close attention, afraid that the little guy will have an accident, because the thunder around him is even more infiltrating.

The little guy has entered the deep level in his consciousness, and in his consciousness, it seems that he is fighting with the sky and the earth.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, they opened their eyes, and two cold lightning flashed, their eyes were scarlet, there was no blood, only the whites of their eyes, and they let out the roar of a fierce beast.

After listening to it, I had a feeling of chilling, from cold feet to the top of my head.

He stood up violently, with a gust of wind and a ray of lightning, and constantly waving his fist in the void.

His hands drew an inexplicable trajectory, the wind and thunder were deafening, the lightning flashed and thundered, as if he was opening the heavens and the earth, and then punched one punch after another on the underground palace.

The walls of the dungeon are so hard that they were forged by a supreme god emperor and made of the rarest materials in the world.

The little guy's fists were bleeding, even if the bones of his hands were broken, even if the tiger's mouth was bleeding, he still didn't stop.

"Big brother!" Quan Hu shouted, wanting to go down, but was grabbed tightly by the little fat man.

"Don't move, you may not be able to help after you go, he seems to have entered some kind of enlightenment realm. The little fat man spoke.

"Whew..."

Suddenly, the chaotic qi in the deepest part of the dungeon was surging violently, and in an instant, it came to the bottom of the square hole, and then directly submerged the little guy.

The next moment, the little guy actually stopped, and couldn't help but let out a muffled sound, and a sharp pain swept through his body.

"You're enchanted!!!Wake up!" the sculpture shouted, ringing in the little one's head.

With his loud shout, the little guy gradually calmed down, and then sat cross-legged in place with his eyes closed, letting the tiger's mouth bleed, and he still did not move.

"Hehe, at such a young age, you can enter such a deep level of enlightenment, good child. The sculpture smiled and exclaimed.

Twenty more days passed, and the little guy opened his eyes, and two cold lightning shoots out when his eyes opened and closed, which were extremely bright, illuminating the entire underground palace.

"Oops, my arm hurts!" the little guy came to his senses, and suddenly felt a heart-piercing pain in his arm and palm.

"Did you sneak up on me? He squinted into the depths of the palace.

"Hehe, you were stupid just now, you smashed the wall with your fist, and you didn't listen to any persuasion. The sculpture sneered,-for-tat with him.

The little guy has already combined his innate thunder origin with the thunder secret codex, and there is a scripture that pours into his mind, which is a kind of combat skill, and when the cultivation is completed, he can be punished by heaven, control the heavenly calamity, and the thunder of the world is used for his own use.

He was so engrossed in it that he couldn't extricate himself from it, and he was contemplating this kind of scripture.

Another day has passed, and the thunder of this place has spread to the outside of the entire underground palace, and the little guy is sitting in it, like a thunder god, bathing in the sea of thunder, with an inexplicable charm.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a piece of dark clouds pressed in, obscuring the sun, and the whole valley turned into a shadow in an instant, and there were electric snakes swimming online in the dark clouds, and thunder was surging, and there was a catastrophe.

"The man in white is pretending to be 13 again, let's split you. The little one muttered, thinking that this catastrophe had come to the native.

"Ahh

Suddenly, he let out a terrible scream, and a silver lightning bolt slashed directly at him from the square hole in his head.

"What's the matter??Did I bring it in?" The little guy didn't believe it, how could he bring about a catastrophe with his realm.

"The kind of scripture you combine that I can't even understand, it's a kind of forbidden book, it's not recognized by the world, so it attracts thunder. The voice of the sculpture sounded in the little one's head.

"It shouldn't be, there is a magic circle you arranged outside, and with the attainment of the magic circle, the heavenly tribulation shouldn't be able to enter. The little guy asked with big eyes and puzzled.

"Go, cub, if you carry it, you will be reborn, much stronger than you have been enlightened for so long. ”

Little Guy: "*@*¥#!!"

He understood that this must be the ghost of the sculpture, deliberately opening the magic circle and luring the heavens into it, in order to avenge the two vials of divine blood he lost.

"Go, you can't stay in here all the time, you have to go out, and when you get out of here, the catastrophe will still find you. The sculpture explains.

The little guy nodded, the sculpture was right, he couldn't stay here forever, he would go out anyway.

He had some expectations, when Ye Zhongtian took him to practice, he used thunder to quench his body, and when Chen Lao took him out, he still used thunder, if he could stick to it, there would definitely be a lot of benefits.

At the same time, he was a little worried, when he was carrying the thunder, someone was next to him to receive eighty percent of the power, but now only he can succeed?

"I hope it corresponds to the Heavenly Tribulation of my realm. The little one said, harnessing the lightning, and left the place and came out into the sky.