165 Crossing 2

God is really angry.

The seventh batch of thunder fell.

500 purple gold thunder fell from the sky.

If there is no fire root, Li Yunfeng may even have the heart to commit suicide. However, Li Yunfeng had a fiery root, so he greeted it happily. In the eyes of others, there were only boundless benefits left in his eyes.

This time, he no longer plays more than ten times, and once he makes a move, he will play thirty. Thirty purple gold thunderbolts bombarded Li Yunfeng. Li Yunfeng's meridians and bones were destroyed in an instant, and as soon as they were destroyed, Qinglingzhu repaired them intact. After each destruction of these meridians and musculoskeletal bones, Zijin Yuanlei will always leave a trace of purple-gold substances mixed in it, making the newly generated meridians The strength of musculoskeletal is increasing.

After 500 purple gold Yuanlei, the true qi of Li Yunfeng's body has completely turned into gold, and even the true qi of purple and gold is mixed with it.

The eighth batch of thunder has come down.

This time, 1,500 purple gold yuan thunder fell together. With so many purple gold thunders, even the light of the fire root seems to have been suppressed.

Li Yunfeng had to increase the spiritual output before he could control it.

After this 1,500 purple gold thunder, Li Yunfeng's meridians and bone muscles all turned purple gold, and even more than half of the true qi turned purple gold.

Only the last batch of thunder is left.

Li Yunfeng looked up at the sky and looked forward to it.

There were muffled noises from the dark clouds, and more than 300 almost transparent thunderstorms came down.

Li Yunfeng recognized it at a glance. This kind of thunder has no effect on the body. It only acts on the soul of the martial artist and promotes the transformation of the soul.

Three hundred ways! Li Yunfeng has a dead heart. Generally, there are only about ten ways for martial artists to survive the disaster. Although he has a fire root, this thing can attack the soul, which will suddenly make people fall into a coma and fantasy. At that time, the fire spirit root can't be controlled at all. Once there is no protection of the fire root, Li Yunfeng has no second way under the attack of these 300 spirits, except for the broken soul!

"What should I do?" Looking at the countless thunder and lightning slowly falling in the red light of the fire root, Li Yunfeng couldn't help reading it out.

"What's the matter, Yunfeng, no confidence?" Hearing Li Yunfeng's words, Master laughed.

Confidence? Master, do you know that there are only 12 ways for ordinary people? And it specializes in the soul. Even if I pick it up one by one, I will fall into a short-term coma and fantasy. At that time, the fire root will be out of control, and the disciples will have only one way to die!"

"What you said is not impossible. Unfortunately, the teacher has no body and can't help you control the fire root. If only the snow girl was there. The master sighed and said.

"Master, don't just sigh, think of a way! Otherwise, there will be only one way to die!"

Master laughed and said, "I'm just joking with you. Can a few low-level robberies be masters? Yunfeng, you underestimate yourself as a teacher! You go up and put those superfluous thunderbolt with jade pendants, leaving only a few things you need.

Li Yunfeng finally relaxed and said quickly, "Okay, Master. No wonder people say: There is an old man in the family like a treasure. You are really a great treasure!"

Master scolded, "What a treasure? You'd better save your fleshy words for your wives."

Li Yunfeng flew into the air, took out the jade pendant, carefully handed it over, and touched a spiritual lightning, and the spiritual lightning suddenly got in. He did not dare to let the master take the initiative to absorb it, for fear of causing the mutation of natural disaster.

Carefully put away the superfluous spiritual thunder, and there are only the last twelve paths left in the sky.

12, the general warriors are also the same number. Li Yunfeng fell to the ground and put away the fire root. He knew that the stimulation required for the transformation of the soul could not be too small, otherwise it would not be easy to succeed, so he had to put away the fire root.

As soon as the thunder fell on Li Yunfeng, he drilled in along Li Yunfeng's body and had no effect from the outside.

However, Li Yunfeng was hit hard, and his brain was like countless needles. After the feeling of acupuncture, Li Yunfeng suddenly saw that an old man rushed to him, and the green jade (harmonious) stick in his hand hit him straight to the top of his head. Li Yunfeng recognized this person, which was Duan Cheng.

Duan Cheng's face was ferocious, and he roared fiercely, "Mr. Li, I'm going to kill you alive today!"

Li Yunfeng quickly dodged, dodged the green jade (harmonious) stick, and stretched out his hand again to take out the sinking sword, but found that the sinking sword was nowhere to be removed and could not be taken out.

Li Yunfeng had no choice but to bully himself. He grabbed Duan Cheng's right arm with his left hand and punched Duan Cheng's face with his right hand.

Duan Cheng's brain fell off and flew to one side. Li Yunfeng was overjoyed and let go of Duan Cheng's right arm.

At this time, the mutiny suddenly emerged, and Duan Cheng's body did not fall down as Li Yunfeng imagined, but hit Li Yunfeng in the head with a stick. Li Yunfeng couldn't avoid it for a while, so he had to turn his head to the right as much as possible. Qingyu (harmonious) stick hit Li Yunfeng's left shoulder, and a sharp pain came. Li Yunfeng's left shoulder broke and flew to one side with his left arm.

Duan Cheng grabbed Li Yunfeng's left arm and put it on his neck. I don't know when a mouth grew there. He bit off a large piece of meat from Li Yunfeng's left arm and chewed it with a big mouthful. After a few times, he ate up Li Yunfeng's left arm and didn't even let go of his bones.

Duan Cheng ate his left arm and had a full hiccup. He stretched out his hand and wiped the blood stains and minced meat from the corners of his mouth.

Li Yunfeng clicked several acupuncture points to stop the blood flow on his left shoulder. He carefully stared at Duan Cheng's every move and did not dare to move.

"Hahaha! Lao Duan, what's the point of eating alone!" At this time, a voice came from behind, and Li Yunfeng quickly turned around and took a look.

Xu Mu!

Xu Mu's eyes glowed green, staring at Li Yunfeng's right arm, and his tongue unconsciously licked his upper lip, as if he had seen the supreme deliciousness.

He waved his sword and cut at Li Yunfeng's right arm, trying to cut off Li Yunfeng's right arm.

Of course, Li Yunfeng would not sit and wait for death. He quickly dodged to the left, dodged Xu Mu's long sword, suddenly squatted down, and swept Xu Mu's lower plate.

Xu Mu did not dodge and was swept by Li Yunfeng's leg and his legs were broken.

Li Yunfeng was overjoyed, but he didn't expect that Xu Mu did not fall to the ground. Instead, he floated in the air and his sword fell down, just in the way for Li Yunfeng to close his legs. Li Yunfeng's right foot was suddenly cut off and he fell to the ground.