Chapter 334 Leiguo

As long as Zhao Qianyang doesn't want to be found, no one can find him. He can not only rely on the quiet tracking of strong divine consciousness, but also transform into a shape. The soul practitioners of soul change can become mountains, small ants, not to mention Zhao Qianyang.

Thirty miles away, there is a tribe on the edge of the rolling dark clouds. The tribe is very large. The tents are connected with tents and undulating. Outside, there are wooden piled gates and dozens of patrols guarding the ground. The leading middle-aged man fled to this tribe.

The whole tribe is built on the mountain and is located on a plain. There are many tall trees and a winding stream in the plain. The residents of the tribe live in tents. Their tents are made of the fur of local beasts. Whenever there is lightning in the sky, the fur flashes faintly. The brilliance.

The leading man quickly fell outside the largest tent. There are two guards standing on both sides of the tent door. The middle-aged man walked into the tent while the two guards were saluteing. The remaining six people returned to their own stockades. Although they were not seriously injured, their hearing was difficult to recover, which greatly reduced their combat effectiveness.

"Pyal chief! The patriarch..." After the middle-aged man entered the tent, there was a burst of shouting.

"Shi Mengku, what are you panicking about? If you have anything to say, speak slowly." A voice sounded and sounded like a Thunderbolt.

Shi Mengku is the leading middle-aged man. Although he can't hear what the patriarch is saying, it takes a long time to infer one or two from his mouth shape.

"There are invaders coming, and they want to break into our minefield!"

"What?!" The white-haired and white-bearded old man opposite Shi Mengku finally couldn't sit still, and his eyes shot a terrible light. The next moment, his eyes flashed with lightning to be raised, crackling.

Shi Mengku continued, "Six mountain rangers and I have been injured, and now we can't hear anything!"

The old man with white beard frowned. From Shi Mengku's current costume, he could see how embarrassed he was when fighting, but their hearing was generally surprisingly good. They lived in this place for a long time. The lightning and thunder kept bursting all day long. Even in a loud voice, they sounded like eyebrows. He won't wrinkle, but now he has become deaf, which makes him not doubt. His eyes dripped, and he suddenly remembered the terrible loud noise half an hour ago. His heart couldn't help trembling in the loud noise. Is this what the opponent sent out?

Shi Mengku said, "Mstor, what should we do?"

The old man with white beard waved his hand to him and just wanted to say something when he remembered it abruptly.

"Hey, excuse me!" Zhao Qianyang and Rong Duhao came from the tent.

"You...you..." The old man with a white beard pointed to Zhao Qianyang with trembling fingers. He felt that this man was too weak to break into his tent directly. He really didn't know what the guards outside were eating.

Zhao Qianyang. He didn't pass through the tent door at all. He teleported directly. He looked at the decoration inside. The floor was covered with thick blankets. It was very comfortable to step on. The tent was very spacious, but it was also very empty. Except for a case next to the old man with white beard, there were some things that had never been seen before. Fruit, nothing in the whole tent deserves Zhao Qianyang's attention.

"You...how did you get here?" Shi Mengku roared that he had always been very cautious when he came, for fear that Zhao Qianyang would follow him, so he did not look back frequently on the road. So much so that I almost hit a big piece.

Zhao Qianyang said lightly, "I came here with you." He went straight to the case and picked up the fruit on the plate. This is a blue fruit. When Zhao Qianyang held the fruit in his hand, it seemed to be electrocuted, and his hand felt a slight crispness. He said in his heart, "What a strange fruit."

"Who are you? Why did you break into our tribe!" The old man with white beard said angrily. He felt that the man was too powerless, as if his cloak had become his home, which made him feel very angry.

"Kkare!" Zhao Qianyang took a bite of the fruit. He saw Shi Mengku's body trembling obviously, as if he was scared. In a blink of an eye, Zhao Qianyang felt as if there were countless lightnings blowing in his mouth. With this series of explosions, a strange fragrance spread in his mouth. He swallowed the fruit. With his current strength, he didn't have to worry about the danger of eating at all. He said, "I just passed by and came to say hello to you." After saying that, Zhao Qianyang took another bite of the fruit, and he saw that Shi Mengku's body trembled again.

The corners of the white-bearded old man's mouth**, and the cyan pointed feet on his forehead became brighter and brighter, and the dazzling lightning flashed around the four corners of the sharp corners. He said, "You are so rude to pass by?! It's too underestimated by our people!" With that, he raised his long legs as thin as a bamboo pole and stamped his feet on the ground. With the soles of his feet as the center, the electric light spread out, and the whole room was wrapped in electric light.

Zhao Qianyang picked up another blue fruit, tasted it in his mouth, and said, "It's a good ability, but these are useless to me." After saying that, he waved casually, and all the electric light in the whole room disappeared under the fluctuation of space.

Shi Mengku's body kept trembling. Every time Zhao Qianyang bit such fruit, he seemed to be struck by lightning and trembled, as if his eyes were pitying Zhao Qianyang.

The old man with White Beard was shocked. Naturally, he had this extraordinary ability to become a patriarch. At this time, he was in danger and did not let his anger extinguish his reason. He said, "Well, you said that you are passing by. I can not investigate the matter, but..."

"But what?!" Zhao Qianyang asked.

"However, you have to eat 30 thunder fruits." The old man with white beard said lightly that at his current level, he could only eat at most two a day. In fact, he could afford to eat one. It was very reluctant to eat two. At that time, he could not taste anything, and his body seemed to be smashed by lightning, which scared him that he did not dare to do much after that attempt. Eat this.

Rong Duhao frowned. He could see that this Leiguo was not an ordinary thing. The old man with white beard dared to say so and wanted to harm Zhao Qianyang through Leiguo. He gave Zhao Qianyang a wink, hoping that he could refuse.

"Well! Thirty is too few, just give me 300!" Zhao Qianyang said lightly. As he spoke, he had eaten all the second thunder fruit.

"What?!" The white-bearded old man's hair and long hair stood up. He had never felt such a shock, which was no different from suicide. It was impossible for powerful people to eat 300 thunder fruits, which was like being quenched by violent lightning millions of times. If he eats 30 pieces, he must be cleft by violent energy, let alone 30 pieces.

Shi Mengku looked puzzled. He couldn't hear what Zhao Qianyang and the patriarch were talking about. The more so, the more excited he became. He kept clasping his ears with his fingers and hitting his head with his fist, making himself dizzy, but he was also helpless. When he saw Zhao Qianyang pick up a thunder again. At that time, the body was ** again, and this guy's strength was really horrible.

After seeing Zhao Qianyang eating two thunder fruits safely, the old man with White Bearded knew that his ability was not something that everyone could deal with. After thinking about it, he agreed with Zhao Qianyang and said, "What if you can't eat so many thunder fruits?"

Zhao Qianyang said, "If that's really the case, I'll deal with you!"

White Beard had an evil smile on the corners of his mouth. He felt that at that time, Zhao Qianyang would not have to control them at all. He would not be able to control the violent energy in his body, and his body would be shattered by the lightning bombardment in his body. He smiled and said, "Well, just 300 pieces!" Taking out so many thunder fruits really hurts his heart, because thunder fruit grows in the violent area of the thunder electrode, and an average of more than a dozen lightnings explode in the air every second. Some lightning strikes below, and the jade is burned. Very dangerous.

Zhao Qianyang said lightly, "What if I win?"

White Beard said, "If you win, you can do whatever you want!" With a satisfactory calculation in his heart, Zhao Qianyang can't win at all. Even if he wins, his strength can only be described as horror. That's not what he wants.

Zhao Qianyang smiled and said, "Very good. Ask someone to send Leiguo up."

More than 300 thunder fruits piled up together, more than twice as big as Zhao Qianyang's body on the shore of the lake. The white beard looked at Zhao Qianyang with great interest, as if I saw how you ate it. Shi Mengku finally stopped patting his head, and he grinned in amazement at the scene in front of him. These thunder fruits are piled together, emitting a terrible fluctuation, and a faint electric light appears on it.