Chapter 21 Thunder Prison Disappears

After about two disappearances, with Han Ping's recovery speed, the injury has almost healed. Even if he encounters another similar situation, he can fight for a while, so he can think about how to get out.

This space is less than 100 meters long and about 50 meters wide. It seems to appear out of thin air. At a glance, there is a fog around.

Walking in the direction he fell, Han Ping reached out and touched the white land, and his hand was so through it. Han Ping was about to be happy, but his hand touched something full of thunder and lightning, and he quickly withdrew back.

In the thunder prison, the thunder spirit beast, which was originally in the place where Han Ping disappeared, was one meter by one hand and his eyes were immediately opened, but he didn't see anything. He shook his head. Naturally, he didn't understand what was going on, so he lay down and continued to dream.

"Damn, the thunder spirit beast is actually guarding outside. Doesn't he dare to come in?" Han Ping's IQ was much higher than the thunder spirit beast. As soon as he guessed, he knew what he had touched. While smiling bitterly, Han Ping was also worried about how to go out.

After thinking carefully, Han Ping groped for other places, but without exception, all of them were blocked. Only the place where he came in could go out, which made him really not know what to do. If he went out, there was a thunder spirit beast guarding him. If he didn't go out, he would stay here for a lifetime.

Han Ping, who couldn't make up his mind, decided to stay here for a while, waiting for the thunder spirit beast to lose patience, and then run away. He did not believe that the thunder spirit beast would be more patient than himself. It happens that he can also recall his battles these days, digest all the useful things and turn them into his own things. The most important thing is to see if he can understand the unique trick.

With modern science and technology, mobile phones can receive signals even in this thunder prison, so Han Ping will not worry about how anxious Yang Lin and others will not see him.

Unlike Han Ping, Yang Lin's luck is so good that it is not wrong to say that he is the illegitimate son of God. As soon as he entered the inner prison, he found a lot of precious materials, and Yang Lin became more and more energetic.

His strength is not weaker than Han Ping, and he did not find Lei Jing like Han Ping, which made the power of Thunder increase countless times, and he did not meet the Thunder Spirit Beast, which are at least king-level monsters, so he easily got a lot of good things along the way.

It can be said that with his current wealth, if it is all exchanged for money or credit points, most of the kings are much richer, which is simply fat.

Picking up a basketball-sized thunder rock from the ground, Yang Lin smiled and wondered how those people spread and disappeared in the past. There was not much danger in this inner prison, and there were treasures everywhere. Fortunately, he would definitely regret it for the rest of his life. Presumably Han Ping and the little fire would have got a lot.

Yang Lin doesn't know how many soldiers and nine attacks can be found in the whole earth. Although this is only a thunder attack, it is not something that ordinary people can bear, let alone kings and even emperor-level strongmen. Skipgrading is basically a very luxurious thing. Naturally, it is impossible to stay in the inner prison. How long has it been? There are not many people like them who are not afraid of internal prison at all.

"My master, are you finally here?" Just as Yang Lin was about to move in another direction, a weak voice came into his ear and flashed away.

"Who?" Yang Lin turned around and shouted angrily, staring at the boss and observed.

"No, is it my illusion?" Yang Lin patted his forehead and then remembered that this kind of thing could not happen in the warrior, which showed that there was really that sound.

After thinking clearly, Yang Lin was not in a hurry to leave. He sat down on his knees in that place and waited.

"Master, you are finally here." Finally, more than ten minutes later, the weak voice seemed to be full of surprise and appeared again, this time more clearly.

"Who are you and why do you call me master?" Yang Lin walked away with a voice and asked.

"Who am I? I'm Xiaoxie. Doesn't the master remember me? The name Xiaoxie was helped by the master?" The voice was a little doubtful, but he still patiently explained it to Yang Lin, and his tone was very respectful. No, it should be clever.

"I took it for you, so how can I forget it?" Yang Lin thought to himself.

"Ah, by the way, I saw that the master forgot what you told me again. The master should not remember me." The voice sounded again, and Yang Lin was even more confused and remembered the secret that Xiao Huo didn't say.

"Can you tell me about me?" Yang Lin asked.

"Okay, oh, no, if the master wants to know his own affairs, he just needs to work hard to improve his cultivation." Xiao Xie, who was about to agree, seemed to remember something and quickly refused.

"Since I am your master, what else can't be said?" Yang Lin continued to ask.

"No, but no, this is what you ordered before. Now Xiaoxie can't listen to the current owner." Xiaoxie's tone was full of determination.

Yang Lin suppressed his curiosity and stopped asking. He also knew that some secrets might be much better than not knowing, so he gave up asking.

While chatting dissatisfiedly with the little evil, he walked to the place where the sound was made. The more he walked in, Yang Lin felt a feeling of closeness coming from there. Is he really the master of the little evil?

After walking for about an hour, Yang Lin finally came to the place where the sound was made. He saw a dark blue long gun standing in the void. On the long gun, countless red lightning and thunder were entangled. Every red thunder Yang Lin could feel the horrible energy inside, but strangely, he came from it. Feeling happy and even dependent, which made him very surprised. After all, Thunder's feelings were indeed a little mysterious.

"Master", a sobbing sound like a child came into Yang Lin's ears, and then saw the Xuanqing long gun flying towards him. Yang Lin dared to say that the speed could not even catch up with the emperor. As for the emperor, he had not seen it, so it was naturally unmatched.

The red light flashed, and the Xuanqing long gun appeared in front of Yang Lin, rolling up and down, which seemed to be very happy. Because it was close, Yang Lin also saw two ancient seal characters from the gun body - killing evil spirits.

"Are you a little evil?" Yang Lin's mouth was wide open. In any case, he couldn't imagine what a weapon would talk like, but the facts were in front of him, and he didn't believe it.

"Well, the master still remembers Xiaoxie. Xiaoxie is so happy." The long gun seemed to be a little excited. It flew in the air, and the whole thunder prison turned up at this moment, which made the other warriors miserable.

Reconfirmed that it was the long gun in front of him. Yang Lin was shocked and excited. Yang Lin couldn't even think about how powerful a talking weapon was. He directly grabbed the long gun, and suddenly a feeling of flesh and blood came over. Han Ping's body was comfortable, and even his cultivation rose a lot. , trying to wave twice is as smooth as using your own hands and feet.

"Little evil, how about I put you in the space ring," Yang Lin asked.

"Master, you don't need this. As long as you need it, I can appear beside you, master. It doesn't need to be so troublesome."

"Oh, well, I'm out now. See you later."

"Um, but the master's strength is too weak. I'm afraid that the master will hurt himself when he uses the little evil, so when the master uses the little evil in the future, the little evil will seal most of his strength."

"Okay", knowing that this long gun is for his own good, Yang Lin also knows the importance of things.

After saying goodbye to the long gun little evil, Yang Lin walked to the outer prison. It was almost three days, so he was not ready to stay in it.

"Since the master has appeared, the little evil should also leave. This thunder prison was also ordered by the master at the beginning, but now it is not needed, so disappear." The Xuanqing long gun pointed to the sky, and a black hole several inches in size appeared. The long gun penetrated in without hesitation, and the black hole also followed. Disappear.

The thunder prison began to roll, and endless thunder began to explode at this moment, and then slowly dissipated. First, it disappeared from the outer prison, and the scope of the thunder prison slowly narrowed.

In the Mo Ming space, Han Ping was sitting cross-legged, but the place where he was was in changed. First of all, the pool composed of thunder began to disappear, and then even the white fog that prevented Han Ping from going out began to disappear. Han Ping suddenly opened his eyes, looked at what happened in shock, and began to guess what was going on in his heart. What.

Yang Lin also looked back at the disappearing thunder prison and suddenly had an idea in his heart. Then the idea began to take root and germinate and became unshakable. Is this thunder prison made by the long gun? The shock in my heart can no longer be described as shock, and I can't even find words to describe it. If this is the case, then all the strong men on the earth may not be enough to kill with that long gun, even if he is the emperor.

A few minutes later, the thunder prison completely disappeared. Han Ping stood still with a face full of disbelief. At this time, the thunder spirit beast had disappeared. Some of them were not far away. He put aside the strange idea in his heart. Han Ping flashed in front of those materials and began to pick them up. He didn't want to miss this opportunity.

"The thunder prison disappeared, pick it up quickly. All the materials of the thunder prison can be picked up. Don't miss it." A voice sounded, and Han Ping secretly praised his cleverness, which obviously wanted to confuse the scene, and those strong men did not dare to take a tough approach.

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