Chapter 39 The Second Awakening

The mind of the left charming king was absorbed in an instant.

The illusion derived from it began to collapse, and the original spirit of the towering vegetation also began to change, constantly shrinking, as if nutrients had been completely taken away, while the sky began to collapse piece by piece, the ground cracked, the trees were swallowed up in it, and then began to twist like a whirlpool, rushing into the air like a whale. "Xiao Wei" swallowing water.

Nearly two-thirds of the thoughts of the left Meiwang were swallowed into his stomach. In an instant, the "Xiao Wei" who swallowed these thoughts and roared, making a long roar similar to the ancient beast.

At this time, not far away, Zero, who was standing in the void, suddenly knelt down. The direction he faced was the "Xiao Wei" who roared up to the sky.

At this time, "Xiao Wei" is like an ancient strongest man, exuding an indescribable strong atmosphere.

At the same time, in the chaotic and collapsed fantasy sky, a huge opening suddenly cracked. The split end was the end of the infinite void, which seemed to be another space, with a circle of red thunder clouds piled up. The next moment, the thick red lightning penetrated down, and the momentum was outstanding.

There is only one target for all lightning, that is, the "Xiao Wei" wrapped in a silver fog.

The red thunder hit down continuously and shot accurately on the top of Xiaowei's head in the silver fog package.

These red thunders carried awe-inspiring power, and the smell of thunder in them made Wu Pengwei, who was also in the fantasy, creepy and moved. He had seen such lightning. In the door of dead thoughts, such red thunder light was also scattered on the "chain of divine punishment" that binds the Shura demon god.

In the fantasy world, "Xiao Wei" also experienced the baptism of thunder when it metamorphed for the first time. However, the power of the last thunder could not be compared with this time at all. Both quantity and quality were one level worse.

The red thunder bombarded down.

At the moment when the thunder was about to tear the silver light fog, a low roar sounded from the silver fog again. A white palm poked out of the light fog, clenched the synthetic fist and bombarded it. The silver light burst, like the light of the stars, straight facing the red thunder split vertically.

"Boom............"

Two completely different forces hit a place, and the sky suddenly stagnated, and then there were bursts of sounds like magnetic ruptures. Gaps began to appear in the air, and then cracks one by one.

The whole fantasy is broken in a mess.

The thoughts of sky collapse, ground cracking and violent madness rotate like a tornado, and in the center of the rotation is the red thunder that runs straight like a sword. Under the thunder, there is the "Xiaowei" that rushes out of the light fog and constantly swings the thunder.

Wu Pengwei and Ling stood aside, and the former was stunned.

This is obviously beyond the scope of his understanding. In his rough estimation, the silver luminosity bombarded by "Xiaowei" has the peak power of Wu Zun in almost every punch, which is too far from his original power, which was only at the level of martial soul. It is inconceivable.

The bombardment of Red Thunder is becoming more and more coherent and powerful.

At this time, "Xiao Wei" seemed to be unable to stand it. He suddenly roared again, and a faint layer of silver light began to appear on the body surface. These silver lights converged into a pair of luxurious armor covering its surface. In an instant, the power of "Xiaowei" climbed again. He opened his arms and roared. The sky rose and hit the red thunder in the sky like a sword.

“Bang............”

The fantasy of spinning and collapsing shook the sky, and the lightsaber transformed by the red thunder and "Xiao Wei" was anxious. At this time, Wu Pengwei only felt an irresistible force coming and suddenly hit his body. He couldn't stand it. He felt that his internal organs and lungs seemed to be out of position and knelt on the ground, and spit out. A mouthful of blood.

At this time, "Xiao Wei" in mid-air also made a heartbreaking sad roar. The armor was broken, and a trace of silver ** overflowed from the seven orifices.

Fortunately, in just a moment, the cracks that released the red thunder in the sky merged and closed, and the thunder had no follow-up and gradually dissipated.

At this time, "Xiao Wei" staggered and got up from the ground. He looked up at Wu Pengwei, who was half kneeling on the ground, and then glanced at the collapsed and chaotic illusion of the left charm king and made a move.

Bend over, inhale, and then open your mouth to inhale.

In the fantasy, only the remaining little half of the magic power was involved in its mouth one after another, as if it were the best nutrient. In a moment, the body of "Xiaowei" whose body was bombarded into coke by red thunder immediately recovered as before, smooth and flawless, and a decent white robe turned around, and romantic.

And another pair of cyan wings also quietly poked out from behind at this time.

After repelled the red thunder, "Xiaowei" has a pair of wings out of thin air. Under the snow-white wings, it is full of green color.

This pair of wings is full of strong wooden divine power, full of vitality.

At this time, Wu Pengwei, who was half kneeling on the ground, felt that there was a abundant force in his mind, and his body began to be repaired. A surging power of qi and blood rolled in the meridians like waves, and the power of qi and blood suddenly reached the peak of Wu Zun from the primary level of Wu Zun.

He raised his head and saw a pair of ruthless silver eyes like ice and snow.

That's Xiao Wei's eyes.

At this moment, a strange feeling rose in Wu Pengwei's heart. He seemed to no longer know "Xiao Wei". The other party seemed to be a completely strange person, powerful and mysterious.

The "zero" on the side, the spirit of qi and blood condensed by Wu Pengwei, quietly knelt down in the face of the "Xiao Wei" with two pairs of wings.

"Xiao Wei"'s figure swayed, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Wu Pengwei.

The two looked at each other and had nothing to say.

But at this moment, a smile suddenly appeared on Xiaowei's face, and then shouted very loudly: "Dad."

Wu Pengwei was dizzy for a moment.

At this time, Xiao Wei jumped and hugged his arm, piled up sweet smiles, and said mischievously, "Dad, how long have I slept this time?"

Wu Pengwei looked at the other party strangely, hid the question in the bottom of his heart, and replied, "It's not short."

"That's it..." Xiao Wei's silver eyes turned around, looked around, pouted and said, "Where is this?"

"This is the fantasy of a master, a master of mind that has just been defeated and digested by you." Wu Pengwei loosened Xiao Wei's arm holding his arm, looked at each other squarely, and said faintly, "How long do you want to hide me?"

"Xiao Wei" was stunned for a moment, and immediately showed a wry smile. The sweet smile disappeared, and was replaced by a cold and ruthless face like ice and snow.

Although this face is very similar to Wu Pengwei, its temperament is completely different. Anyone who looks at it will feel that it is two people.

"Actually, it's not that I want to hide it, but I don't have a proper opportunity."

"Xiao Wei" looked at Wu Pengwei, with a last resort of hardship in his eyes.

Wu Pengwei's heart is soft for no reason. After all, the strange guy opposite him gets along with himself day and night, and the reason why his qi and blood power can grow to what it is today is closely related to the help of the other party.

"Forget it, this is not the place to talk."

Wu Pengwei waved his hand. Around him, the collapsed fantasy began to expand and distorted irregularly, which was a precursor to an imminent explosion.

"Oi, let's go out and talk about it, but I'll ask you for something first."

"Xiao Wei" blinked and returned to the initial flexible and cunning, which was completely different from the previous cold and ruthless. For a while, even Wu Pengwei couldn't figure out which one was the real "Xiaowei".

"What is it?" Wu Pengwei asked.

"Well, that's it."

"Xiao Wei" poked out his hand, and there was a red chain in his hand. On the chain, there were countless subtle red thunders.

"The chain of divine punishment?"

Wu Pengwei's heart suddenly moved.

"Let's talk about it later..."