145 Thunderbolt Sword

145 Thunder Sword

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The first layer of the underworld.

Mother Yecha hugged Prince Ling with pain and looked at her heartbroken sweetheart. How could she go up to report the big events in the chaotic area? If Prince Ling dies, the sky will collapse for him.

Since having the spiritual prince and enjoying the gentleness and smoothness of human beings, the mother Yecha has already put the eight white-haired Yecha she used to serve in the cold palace. At this moment, he shouted eagerly and sharply, "Second, third, come here. The prince needs your night fork blood. Come on!"

This second brother is the wild master of the angry prince's harem, but with the sale of the prince of spirit and his status in this white-haired night fork, now there is no male white-haired night fork who dares to say nothing to him. Prince Ling has a bad temper, and suddenly he is furious for no reason. At this time, it is often them who suffer. Not long ago, Prince Ling was not very happy. A fire cleaned the second brother's white hair and pulled out one after another blood stain on the third brother's body with a leather whip. Mother Yacha just said that it's good for you to be happy and do whatever you want. She is very supportive and doesn't say a word.

The second brother and the third brother had a cold war together. Yecha blood is the essence of a Yecha. If this is dedicated, he will die.

"Why don't you hurry up? Do you want me to take action in person? The mother Yecha scolded fiercely.

Two Yecha came to the unconscious prince tremblingly. If he did not obey the order of the mother Yecha, he would definitely suffer ten times more painful than direct death. He took out a sharp knife and stabbed his chest without hesitation. The green night fork like a drop of water flowed out and dripped at Prince Ling's mouth. About ten drops later, the second brother fell to the ground and died. And Prince Ling's face was a little more bloody.

When the two heads of the male night fork were killed, they saw that the spirit prince's breathing began to have a rhythm, and his face gradually improved, and sincere joy appeared in the ugly eyes of the mother night fork. Immediately urged Xuangong and worked hard to heal the wound for the spiritual prince. This skill seemed to be extremely depleted. In a blink of an eye, sweat flowed from the dry face of the mother Yasha, the heat steamed, and the body seemed to be shaky. But it didn't care at all, gritted its teeth, and almost fought for its life. After an hour, the strong body of the mother Yecha clearly withered down, and the eyes of the prince Ling slowly opened.

"Baby, you finally woke up!" The voice of the female Yasha is weak and gentle.

Prince Ling looked around confusedly, stood up, ignored the weak tone of the mother Yecha, and frowned, "Aren't we in the chaotic area on the plane? How did we get here?"

"We met Lan Qi and others from the plane college, and there was also a mythical beast, so we had to leave temporarily."

Prince Ling immediately remembered, nodded first, and suddenly changed his face and said, "Didn't you find me?"

"We have all been found!" The mother Yecha was unknown for a moment.

"What did you say?" Prince Ling's body shivered a few times, and there was a deep fear in his eyes. Instead, he turned into an extremely ferocious. He rushed to the mother Yecha like crazy, and his ears were crackling at the ugly face. It was not enough. He punched and kicked, and he was tired and gasped like a cow.

He had a plan to deceive the supreme skills of the Yecha clan, and his cultivation increased greatly. Then he killed his mother Yecha and left the underworld. Unconsciously, he inherited the throne of emperor. It is always worth it to endure humiliation and sell the flesh.

Now people find themselves colluding with the dominatrix, and all the plans are over. It not only greatly insulted the dignity and reputation of the royal family, but also became a street mouse and everyone shouted to fight.

Mother Yesha really can't figure out how to be such a gentle baby. How can she be so angry? He was not willing to resist, screaming repeatedly and begging for mercy. Just now, he treated Prince Ling's injury, exhausted too much, and spit out a mouthful of green blood for a moment.

Seeing this mouth of blood, Prince Ling immediately woke up and quickly picked it up. After a sweet word, the mother Yecha smiled happily. Then he remembered the big event related to the fate of the Yasha clan and stood up in a hurry, but explained it to Prince Ling first. After waiting, he nodded and quickly rushed out.

After a while, the mother Yecha came to the white-haired night fork king. The first layer of the underworld is the settlement of Bai Mao Yecha. This place is vast and endless, and the mother Yecha is only one of the countless white-haired nightsha. The king of white-haired night fork is the real leader of all white-haired night fork. Its magical power is worthy of being the strongest of all the white-haired night fork.

The height of the white-haired night fork king is ten meters! The female Yasha stood in front of it, just like a small toy.

The higher the cultivation, the stronger the magical power, and the larger the body. This principle applies to both male and female. The male fork is often higher than the female fork. The female night fork is not as tall as the male night fork, but her cultivation is far better.

The white-haired night fork king is ten meters high, which is unique. I don't know how many times stronger than the female night fork. At present, this message was transmitted to the rest of the Yecha King, and the Yuan underworld surged in an instant and dispatched troops. Five minutes later, the nine Yecha kings had gathered together, and half a day later, the Yecha army was vastly integrated. Out of the ground, anyone who saw human beings along the way, killed them and slaughtered a distance of eight thousand miles to the front of the Little Jiazi Mountains.

At that time, human practitioners have already entered the plane chaos area ahead of the Yecha clan. It only takes two days to go out from Dean Lan and then to the strong men of the two races flock in.

......

The distance on the body can no longer be displayed. Mo Jian knew that this was a place where he had entered the chaotic area at least 30,000 miles.

At first, the divine power was moved by the horizon, which was only moved in an instant, and it crossed at least 30,000 miles.

Lu Wenya was held hostage by the lion and tiger unicorn and disappeared, and it seemed that her charming moans still echoed in her ears on the empty grass. Mo Jian gritted his teeth and thought of the lion and tiger unicorn giving him the head of a strong man with more than ten souls. It was really a strange task. For a moment, he didn't know where to start and had no clue.

Qing Chan, who was scared by the mythical beast, finally came to his senses. Although he was not trembling, he couldn't help swinging and shouted, "Mythical beast! There are really mythical beasts! The assertion of the Zhennan Emperor in the past is really right!"

Mo Jian said, "What assertion?"

Qing Chan said: "The Zhennan Emperor has entered the chaotic area several times in the past years and has felt the breath of mythical beasts. He has vaguely suspected it, but he has never met it. Such mythical beasts can never appear at ordinary times. This time, we saw it in person and said that this was the opportunity of the chaotic area. It can be seen that the judgment of the Zhennan Emperor is not wrong - when the mythical beast appears, I'm afraid it is the opportunity for the giant treasure to appear in the chaotic area!"

Mo Jian shook his head and said, "I just want to save Lu Wenya as soon as possible. With my current cultivation, I can only deal with one or two levels of soul practitioners at most, and it is extremely difficult. In just ten days, it's even more difficult to get ten soul heads! Moreover, you can't kill people at first sight. If the other party is a good man and doesn't deserve to die, how can I do it?"

Qing Chan sneered and said, "Is it important for other people's lives, or is it important to be a woman who combines with you? At this time, you can't care about this, just kill people!"

Mo Jian gritted his teeth and said, "According to the mythical beast, in less than two days, many people will enter the chaotic area. During this period, I must quickly practice the four strategies of the Qing Emperor - the thunder sword!"

First, Mo Jian has tried the Thunder Sword for a long time, but his cultivation is insufficient. Now that you are in a dangerous situation and make great progress, you have to try it anyway.

The first strategy of the Qing Emperor's ten strategies is to overcome the strong, which is actually a condensed momentum. The second strategy is to turn yang into yin, which is also the method of transportation. When it comes to the third strategy, it is the real attack strategy. And the fourth strategy is to run the thunder sword, and its power will be improved again, and it will turn into an invisible thunderbolt with tangible angry eyes. Once it is used, the thunder is rolling, and there is no power to take action.

In fact, each of the Qingdi's ten strategies is completely different, but they have the same root. To master its true meaning, we should focus on the word fusion. However, today's Mo Jian has not yet realized this step.

The black-horn bow is clenched in the hand, and the method of transportation force unfolds. The sense of stagnation of the fourth strategy first completely disappears, but it is extremely smooth. Mo Jian was overjoyed and then understood and said secretly, "The fourth strategy is to run the thunder sword, which is closely related to the soul power of the thunder attribute. The chaotic rune has greatly improved the soul power of my thunder attribute. In addition, I have reached the fourth level of soul master, practicing the thunder sword, and there is no shackles.

Wh!

The black arrow completely disappeared at the moment of shooting. And a loud thunder roared. Almost at the same time, a hundred meters away, the moment when the black arrow appeared, it turned into a blue and sharp sword and burst.

"The Big Ben Thunder Sword is really extraordinary!" A look of joy flashed in Mo Jian's eyes and said secretly, "However, its real power is far from being used."

At present, he calmed down, shot out the black-horn bow again and again, and practiced the thunder sword over and over again. Gradually, Mo Jian had more mastery of the meaning of the Big Ben Thunder Sword. It was not until midnight that more than 700 arrows were exhausted, and Mo Jian stopped. Spread your body and soon find a forest. I stretched out my finger and poked it on the thick tree trunk, and only entered less than half an inch. I don't know how much harder it is than the previous poplar wood, and my heart is happy again. The harder the arrow is, the more powerful it will naturally rise. At present, he cut down big trees and turned to make arrows. Two hours later, about 2,000 arrows were made. Taking advantage of this period, I kept thinking about the method of cultivation, and inadvertently made progress.

Mo Jian began to practice the Thunder Sword again.

This time, after the black arrow disappeared directly, it shot 100 meters away without a sound, invisible. Compared with the power of the Shaoyang in the East, which attracted the power of Asura, it was even more unpredictable. When the black arrow reappeared and suddenly bursts of thunder, the blue sword not only became sharper and sharper, as if it were substantial, but also became more than 30% larger.

This is a harbinger that the Thunder Sword has been completed.

Mo Jian was even more happy. The speed of archery slowed down, and each arrow was carefully realized. Sometimes he shot several arrows in one breath, and sometimes he was silent for three or five minutes, or even half an hour. After a whole night, the power of the Thunder Sword was much greater. At the same time, Mo Jian has a vague doubt about this practice and doesn't know how to explain it.

If you can understand it, the power of the Thunderbolt Sword will rise significantly than now.

But he gradually found that in the first four strategies of the Qing Emperor, although the transportation methods of each strategy are different, there is a wonderful connection. For example, it seems to focus on condensing that momentum. Once the right method is found, it can be fully combined with the remaining three strategies. For example, using yang to turn yin, the power of yin and yang is not only for dissolution, but can be yin in yang, and yin contains yang, and different proportions of yin and yang have different powers. When it comes to the Donkey Kong Hammer, it is fierce and fierce, and it seems to be the starting point or beginning of the thunder sword.

Then, Mo Jian just practiced from the beginning. Half an hour later, it turned into yang. Another hour passed, and when it was dawn, he directly closed his eyes and sat down and began to meditate.

Qing Chan saw it in his eyes and was surprised and happy: "It seems that he has realized the integration of the ten strategies of the Qing Emperor. Not simple! It's really not easy! In those years, the Zhennan Emperor practiced until the eighth strategy that he realized that there was still a way of integration. Real integration is later. I don't know if Mo Jian can integrate it in one fell swoop. After all, there is still a big gap between integration and real integration.