Chapter 203: The Man in Black
The man in black seemed to sense Han Shi's eyes, his eyelids raised, and two ruthless gazes looked towards Han Shi like lightning.
Although they are far apart, this person's gaze is like two sharp swords that have come out of their sheaths, if they are not cultivated enough, I am afraid that just being looked at by this person will leave a shadow in their minds.
This person's gaze is too terrifying.
Although the man in black's gaze was sharp, Han Shi seemed to be blind, and his eyes were always calm.
The man in black showed a different color, and after a long laugh, he retracted his gaze, completely focusing his mind on the whirlpool above his head, and the killing intent that flashed under the man's eyes did not escape Han Shi's eyes, but he vaguely felt that there seemed to be a faint joy in that gaze.
Suddenly, the dark cloud vortex was spinning at an extremely fast speed, and a bright light of heaven and earth suddenly appeared, and a thunderbolt the thickness of an arm slashed down, and the destructive power within it rolled around the thunder and lightning, like waves of water, approaching the man in black.
I saw that this person's right hand was wiped on his waist, and a short knife appeared in his hand, and before the knife was unsheathed, there was a sharp qi scattered from the edge of the scabbard, with a sharp whistle, the man in black laughed wildly, raised the knife to the sky, and met the thunder and lightning like a wild python, and instantly collided together, with a strong force scattered around, the scabbard was bombarded by thunder and lightning, as if wrapped in dense silk, but the inside was not damaged at all.
This resistance blocked seventy percent of the power of the thunder and lightning, and the remaining thirty percent of the thunder and lightning spread all over the person's body through the right hand of the man in black, and disappeared completely in less than three breaths, not even the corners of the clothes were damaged.
At this time, on the Baizhang Lake of Leiyun Lake, the scene of the black-clothed man crossing the catastrophe was like a picture scroll, slowly unfolding on the surface of the lake, and many monks by the lake stared intently at the rotating robbery clouds, and their eyes showed seriousness and prudence.
"The predecessor is really not wrong, that Jun Wuwu is indeed talented, and this tribulation will be successful. ”
"I've seen the scene of someone crossing the robbery, but compared with the robbery of that person and Jun Wuwu's robbery, the momentum is too far behind, and Jun Wuwu can be called a heavenly pride. ”
"Before the knife is unsheathed, it can resist the thunder bombardment, I can't do it. ”
Many monks by the lake, looking at the black-clothed man who was as fierce as a demon god, their eyes showed jealousy and sighing, only a few of them looked at the few people watching from the edge of the cloud, their eyes flickering and they didn't know what they were thinking.
The speed of this thunderbolt was extremely fast, and in less than ten breaths, it descended eight times in a row, one stronger than the other.
Although these eight thunderbolts are strong, they are helpless to the man in black, who dissolves them one by one, and the remaining thunder and lightning are forcibly sucked into the Yuan Dan by him, refined into a trace of silver thunder power, imprisoned in the Yuan Dan, once the man in black breaks through to the Yuan Baby, he can completely refine it and absorb it into the body and turn it into a part of the Yuan Baby.
Since then, he has had a trace of power to manipulate thunder.
This kind of refining is very difficult, and it is extremely dangerous, and it is generally the Yuanying Cultivator who has the courage to refine the power of thunder and lightning while saving his life under the bombardment of heavenly thunder.
The move of the man in black undoubtedly shows that he has stepped into the infancy stage with one foot.
"Thunder Tribulation, the extreme number is nine, for ordinary monks, the number of Thunder Tribulations, very rarely more than five, if it is six, it is a very high affirmation, this person is expected to get a glimpse of the Great Dao, if there are seven Dao, it is a person with excellent talent, this kind of person is quite rare, generally speaking, they are the core disciples of the major forces, with the full support of the sect and family, the future is limitless. The old woman who spoke before opened her eyes and spoke again, and there was a trace of surprise on her ancient face.
"If there is an eighth realm, this person is enough to start a sect and become a generation of grandmasters, and the theory of qualifications is not enough to describe this kind of person, once this kind of person appears, it will be accompanied by either great blessings or great disasters. The white-haired old woman's eyes flashed with a flash of remembrance, and she continued.
"But if there is a ninth thunder, it means that this person's talent is enough to attract the jealousy of the heavens, the ninth thunder is extremely difficult to pass, if the first eight thunders, there is also the possibility of absorbing refining, this ninth path is the legendary destruction of the thunder, the purpose of this thunder to appear in heaven and earth, is to do the destruction on behalf of the heavens, people's jealousy can still be prevented, the jealousy of the sky, if there is no treasure against the sky, it is impossible to resist the monk's own strength. The white-haired old woman looked at the image on the lake and said cautiously.
Many monks around her nodded secretly when they heard this, and some of them looked at the man in black, and then at the white-haired old woman, and suddenly had a question in their hearts, and they wanted to know how many thunder tribulations this old woman had when she crossed the tribulation.
But thinking about it, no one dared to ask, after all, this white-haired old woman seemed to have a kind face, but in the abandoned land, with a female cultivator being able to achieve such cultivation, there must be countless blood stained on her hands, and a few people who knew this white-haired old woman were even more jealous, standing in the distance, not even daring to look at it.
Soon, everyone's eyes were attracted by the image on the surface of the lake.
After the eighth thunder tribulation fell, the entire tribulation cloud vortex was completely quiet, and even the rotation stopped completely, but in this still tribulation cloud, there was an unsettling aura, and this breath, even through the image on the lake, reached the hearts of the monks watching by the lake, and the silent and depressing atmosphere was instantly pervasive.
In addition to the white-haired old woman, there were several people whose faces also became extremely solemn, two of them were the teachers of Ruan Peng and Xu Chen, they were standing on a hill not far from the lake, they saw Han Shi and Xu Chen in the image, no one stayed near them, and the cold breath of the two of them revealed the meaning that no one should approach.
The two were obviously familiar with the white-haired old woman, and they separated after slightly intersecting each other's eyes, and they saw a trace of solemnity in each other's eyes.
The man in black, Jun Wuwu, although he has not yet reached the Yuan Infant stage, once the ninth thunder falls, it means that Jun Wuwu's talent is enough to break through the confinement of the Yuan Infant and become a spirit monk who has never appeared in the Lost Land.
As for the master of Jun Wuwu, it is the person who no one dares to provoke in this forsaken land, known as the one who kills thousands of people...... Red Dragon.
Legend has it that the Red Dragon Son is not a person from the Lost Land, but from an unknown small country, who was hunted down and strayed into the Lost Land.
When Chilongzi first entered the Forsaken Land, he was only a Yuan Dan monk, but his cultivation entered the realm extremely fast, and at the same time, the power of the supernatural spell was extremely strong, which was very amazing, and it was difficult for people with the same cultivation to compete.
Chilongzi has an extremely cruel temperament, and he will take revenge if he is dissatisfied, and he will take people's lives if he is dissatisfied, and there are countless people who have grudges with him, but the vast majority of those who have grudges have died in his hands.
When breaking through to the early stage of the Yuan Infant, the Red Dragon Son had a grudge with the sect master, and overnight, he slaughtered more than 6,000 people up and down the sect, even the baby who was waiting to be fed, and did not let go, the sect master's cultivation was already in the late Yuan Infant period, but it was difficult to be an opponent, and after a long bloody struggle with the Red Dragon Child, it was too late to even blow himself up, so he was cut off with a knife and refined.
Chilongzi even cut off the heads of all the people in this sect, set up the human head tower outside Haori City, and set up a formation to keep the human head tower from rotting or bad for a hundred years.
This move shocked many forces in Haori City, and they were deeply afraid of Chilongzi.
With the increasing cultivation of the Red Dragon Son, the position of the city lord of Haori City, the head of the three inner cities, was finally won by him after his cultivation entered the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, and the city lord was severely injured by the Red Dragon Son, and disappeared far away.
This red dragon son's skills are incomparably sharp, far more powerful than others, ordinary Yuan Ying is not one of its enemies, after he cultivated into the late Yuan Infant period, the name of the murderer is spread far and wide throughout the lost land, all those who vainly try to challenge him, they are cut off limbs, sealed and cultivated to throw out of Haori City, wailing for a few days, being eaten by wild beasts and dying.
Over time, the inner three cities and the outer seven cities of the Lost Land all acquiesced to Chilongzi as the first person.