286, the vision determines the realm

Almost when Han Jing was saved from danger, Yang Feng attracted a vision of heaven and earth. Suddenly, clouds gathered like a frenzy in the clear sky and gathered gloomyly over the branch hall. The sun is completely blocked by clouds, and there is lightning in the clouds.

"The main temple is to cross the thunderstorm!" Joson was shocked. Previously, Yang Feng was suddenly stimulated and said that he was going to go to the retreat. He thought he had to take a break. However, looking at the vision of the sky, this is obviously the manifestation of crossing the thunderstorm. The person who obviously crossed the disaster in the position formed by the cloud of the disaster is in the branch hall. The re-improvement of the Xuanwang and the golden Xuanqi equivalent to the Xuanwang will descend the thunderstorm according to the different realms. In addition to Yang Feng, the master of the Xuanwang level of the thunder attribute in the branch hall can also be Who?

Just as soon as Qiaosen's voice fell, the thick cloud was torn open with a saliva, and the thunder and lightning as thick as a python hit the house where Yang Feng was located.

In the loud noise of "rumbling", Yang Feng's figure broke through the air, raised the purple electric nine-curve gun to face the thunder and lightning that went down into the air, pulling out a bright purple light curtain that was not inferior to the thunder in midair. In the lightning and thunder, he rose up as powerful and handsome as a god

The thunder roared, the dark clouds surged, and lightning flashed out of the clouds winding down. The sound was terrible, as if to destroy the southern desert imperial capital.

The defensive array based on the wall of the imperial capital in Nanmo is opened, and the defense shield covers the whole imperial capital. The people in the imperial capital are still uneasy, a picture of panic in great disaster.

"Five blows of thunder!" Yang Feng shouted with great emotion. This set of shooting method is transformed from the knife method that especially emphasizes the compulsory practice of the children of those who have the attributes of Fan Lei in the family. Thunder's first blow is "Thunder Dark Prison", Thunder's second blow is "Thunderfalling Sea", Thunder's third blow is "Thunder Burst Five Mountains", Thunder's fourth blow is "Crazy Thunder Shocks the Sky", and Thunder's fifth blow is "God Thunder Split the World".

The knife method of the same name was created by his ancestor Yang Peng's master. It is full of gimmick but vulgar. Listening to it, it feels the same as selling dog skin plasters and saying that it can cure all diseases. But it is true to its name and powerful.

With the purple electric nine-curve gun's first attack on the "sinking thunder and dark prison", the light of the gun soared more than twice. The light around Yang Feng's body was suddenly dimmed by the soaring gun light. People only saw the purple gun body leaping like a purple electric snake twisting and stretching around the gun body, and the small purple arc floated and flashed.

The winding thunder and lightning in the sky hit the purple electric nine-curve gun. Yang Feng heard the cheerful laughter of the gun spirit as if he saw the most delicious food, which made him want to laugh. The next moment, he was speechless.

Such a thick lightning hit the tip of the gun, like rushing into the bottomless hole and being sucked clean all of a sudden, which could not show the power of his move "Thunder Dark Prison".

The gun spirit is damaged. Now its IQ is like a child. After "eating" the first thunder and lightning, it has aroused the greedy worm to take the initiative to catch the thunder and lightning. Yang Feng simply let the gun spirit control the purple electric nine-curve gun, moved his heart at will, and manipulated the fire phoenix to follow the gun.

The excited purple electric nine-curve gun dances like a wild snake, and the flying gun light flutters like purple flames in the wind, forming countless beautiful purple flames. Yang Feng is like swimming in this strange sea of flowers. How can he see that he is crossing the thunderstorm?

Thick thunder and lightning falling from the sky fell into the sea of purple flames one after another, and the explosion sounded densely. The explosion wave rushed up with the curling clouds to form a purple mushroom cloud, rushing to the depths of the sky.

The sound shocked the whole imperial capital, and all of them looked at the sky in horror. People who are not strong enough are thinking: What level is he?

Han Jing was also attracted by the movement outside. She stood in the small courtyard and looked up at the sky. She pouted and muttered, "It's hard to break through to the Xuanwang. Well, it's the golden Xuanqi. He can be proud at the same level as this guy. He actually broke through to the amethyst Xuanqi again. That's Emperor. It's really annoying!"

Leng Wuya and He Yuanshan, who have been staying in the courtyard, seem to have been struck by lightning. Looking at Han Jing who is close at them, they have a feeling that they can't see it.

Is it possible to break through to the golden Xuanqi at her age?

Bothe two of them want to scold God. Grass, even if she is a genius, you don't have to make her so evil. In contrast, Yang Feng's breakthrough to Amethyst Xuanqi was not as shocking as her breakthrough!

"Can you be a little more evil?" He Yuanshan asked feebly.

Looking back, Han Jing asked puzzledly, "Is it about me or Yang Feng's waste material?"

If Yang Feng is waste material, what are they? Leng Wuya couldn't maintain his ice face. He rolled his eyes and answered along with her words: "You said that Yang Feng is a waste. Of course, he didn't ask Yang Feng."

In the sky, the purple electric nine-curve gun is like a stiff wild horse galloping through the vast world, freely chasing the lightning of thousands of miles. Looking up, Han Jing was a little depressed: "Even if that guy is useless, his strength is still higher than me!" Sister, I'm worried. When can I surpass him?"

"Transcend?" Leng Wuya looked up at the sky for a long time and was speechless.

According to the historical records he has seen, others have not moved to cross the thunderstorm and put a formation defense. Their bodies are full-frame armor and protectors. If they can resist the thunderstorms, they are the smoke from the ancestral tombs. If they are lucky, they will be lucky and prosperous. If they can't resist, they will disappear.

He really hasn't seen a gun like Yang Feng flying into the air to bombard him with falling thunder. This man is so arrogant that it is a kind of state. He is no longer crossing the thunder disaster, but God who specially drops thunder to training.

Even if it is such a genius, Han Jing doesn't want to catch up, but to surpass!

Leng Wuya couldn't help thinking: Is this the essential difference between him and Han Jing?

Hearing Leng Wuya spit out two words, she didn't reply for a long time. Han Jing glanced at him and actually saw through what he was thinking. She smiled and showed off very proudly: "The vision determines the realm, little ice cubes. I can see that soon, I will surpass Yang Feng, a waste material, so I am destined to surpass him!"

"The vision also needs to be supported by strength!" He Yuanshan said hemly: "He is now an amethyst Xuanqi. You are now a golden Xuanqi. Compared with him, your promotion speed is more terrible, so you are confident to catch up with him. It's unrealistic to think so. At present, what we can think of is to reach your current level as soon as possible.

Leng Wuya didn't say anything, and the meaning was similar.

Laughing, Han Jing stopped talking, and her attention turned to Yang Feng, who was still crossing the thunderstorm.

The defense array of the imperial capital has once again been severely tested. Originally opened to the strongest, the previous dense thunder bombardment made the defense mask still almost broken.

In the evening of the twilight, the purple electric nine-curve gun dragon flew one by one, drawing a flying dragon in the air, and the dragon's tail stretched to sweep the last thunder. The thunder that crossed the west coincided with the shadow of the dying sun and disappeared at about the same time. It looked as if the sun had been smashed by the thunder.

The thunder is still roaring, the light arc in the dark clouds of the sky is dim, and the surging clouds gradually calmed down. Experienced people know that this means that the thunderstorm is over.

The clouds are thick and the wind has stopped.

The people on the ground still seemed to hear the rumbling thunder in their ears, and all of them remained unchanged and stared at Yang Feng, who was slowly flying down.

Aunt Han looked at Yang Feng, who was getting closer and closer, and muttered, "This guy who likes to show off can fly and die quickly! It's disgusting to put on such a cool posture!"

Looking at Han Jing's expression from afar, Yang Feng could guess what she was muttering. She smiled extremely pleasantly, and her eyes were so gentle that she could be drunk to death. Yufeng flew down in front of her, and he asked interestingly, "Have you said bad things about me again?"

"Do you have time to see you? I'm looking for my ice!" It's okay not to say it, but Han Jing is really anxious. Previously, Binglin broke through the roof defense array in pain and soared into the air. Now that she has run away, she is really worried.

"What's wrong with Binglin? Well, you really broke through to the golden horse!" Yang Feng shouted in surprise.

He glanced at Yang Feng with disdain, turned his eyes to the twilight sky, and said lazily, "Is it more difficult to break through than to drink cold water? It's really a surprise (spicy) little monster to hold the baby!"

"Well, I'm not calm." Yang Feng's excitement of breaking through suddenly dissipated. Maybe he is the youngest emperor-level master now, but God knows when Han Jing will break this record? When we first met, she was a new rookie. She advanced all the way to the Golden Holy Knight before she was 20 years old. At this speed, it is completely possible to advance to the Amethyst Xuanqi at the age of 30. He is now thirty-six years old, and he has ready-made skills, but her skills are all self-created.

"Feng'er, go and accompany me to find Binglin." Han Jing waved to the fire phoenix hovering above Yang Feng's head. The bird, which was brighter than usual and looked like a phoenix, flew down obediently. After she jumped up, a clear roar turned into a streamer carrying her to the north.

With the power of the contract, Han Jing can feel that Binglin is in the north, but the perception is very vague and there is no specific direction, indicating that Binglin has flown far away. Feng'er, hurry up!" She kept screaming.

The speed of the fire phoenix is not slow, but it is in its infancy, and Binglin is in adulthood, which is the bloodline of ancient animals, and its speed is lower than that of Binglin is also normal. Therefore, it has flown at full speed and still can't keep up with the speed of Binglin, making the sense of Han Jing and Binglin more and more blurred.

With the help of the weak sensing force, Han Jing kept calling for Binglin, but it did not respond and kept flying north, as if there was something waiting for it.

"Jing, come on!"

Just when Han Jing was impatient, Yang Feng's voice appeared. The ostentatious exclusive flying boat also appeared above Han Jing's head.