Chapter 19 Lightning Refining Body
In the vast starry sky, it is boundless, which can't help but make people sigh about its vastness. On a deserted planet, there are dark clouds and black at this time.
The dark clouds are constantly rolling, as if they are brewing something. A strong pressure emerged from the clouds and went straight to the ground below.
Under the dark clouds stood a burly man. His hair was scattered, his face was covered with scum, and his eyes showed vicissitudes and grief.
He didn't have any reaction to the dark clouds in the sky. There is only infinite thoughts and grief in my heart.
This dark cloud, to be precise, is a sign that the practitioners have become immortals.
Only after surviving this disaster can you fly to the fairyland. Only then can you really become an immortal.
If you haven't crossed it, or the soul of being bombarded by the thunder is scattered, or you will abandon your body and turn to cultivate immortals.
It is not easy to abandon the body and cultivate immortals. Every thousand years, you have to experience a thunder disaster, a total of 12 times to succeed, and the thunder disaster is also more and more powerful. If you don't succeed in the thunderstorm, the soul of being bombarded by the thunderstorm will still be scattered and will never be born.
Gongsun Qingyu stood under this disaster cloud without any fear in his heart. In his eyes, he only misses his wife and hates the enemy hidden in the dark.
Rumble.
The rolling thunder buzzed the earthquake.
In the face of the strong pressure from this disaster cloud, Gongsun Qingyu did not pay attention to it. He stood upright, faintly, and a sense of war emanated from his body. It seems to be challenging this thunderstorm.
The robbery thunder seemed to feel the war spirit emitted by the people who crossed the robbery, and the roar in the robbery clouds was even more endless.
If a monk sees it from a distance, his face will be pale.
This cloud is not an ordinary cloud.
In the world of cultivation, all monks know that the longer the disaster cloud is brewed, the more powerful the disaster thunder is and the greater the risk factor will be. At the same time, it also shows that the greater the potential of this person. As long as you have read Robbery, the future is boundless.
The natural disaster is actually a measure of a person's potential.
Boom.
Nine thunderbolt with thick arms fell from the clouds and went straight to the motionless Gongsun Qingyu standing.
"Zizz." A series of sounds, thunderstorms surrounded Gongsun Qingyu, but they were blocked by a protective cover he released outside him.
This is not a shield formed by using magic weapons, but a layer of defense around him using his sword spirit.
The first thunderstorm was easily picked up by him.
It seems that the person who crossed the disaster has read the first thunderstorm too easily, and the cloud tumbling is more violently.
Boom.
The thick thunder of 18 buckets fell and smashed the protective layer released by Gongsun Qingyu in an instant.
As soon as the protective layer was broken, Gongsun Qingyu was not too shocked. His hands quickly tossed, and the sword spirit was beaten out by him.
One, ten, one hundred...
In an instant, thousands of swords condensed in front of him, forming an extremely terrible sword spirit, and a horrible breath permeated from it.
With a finger of his hand, the huge sword spirit was instantly divided into 18 thunders and went straight to the 18 thunderstorms descended by the disaster clouds.
Boom, boom, boom.
Countless explosions sounded, and hurricanes raged in the air, forming a huge whirlpool.
The ground was affected by the strong impact, flying sand and stones, centered on Gongsun Qingyu, forming a vacuum zone within a few miles. There was nothing but soil. At his feet, a huge pit appeared, and there was scorched earth in the pit. He just stood in the air like that.
Seeing that the thunderstorm was actually smashed, the robbery cloud seemed to be really angry.
Twenty-seven thunderstorms fell again, several times thicker than just now, and a breath of destruction was hidden in the thunderstorm. It seems that there is no scum left to bombard this person who crossed the disaster.
"Hum."
There was a fluctuation in the space, and a three-foot jade sword flew out of Gongsun Qingyu's sleeve, all white. As soon as this sword came out, the space suddenly fluctuated greatly. I don't know if it was the pressure generated by this sword or this sword that shook the space.
With the guidance of Gongsun Qingyu, the sword chanted like a psychic, turned in the air and went straight to the 27 thunderstorms.
"Sneer."
A few soft sounds seemed to have been cut through something. More than 20 thunder were easily penetrated by the jade sword, and countless rotating clear sword spirits emanated from the jade sword, smashing these 20 thunderbolts.
After blocking the 27 thunderstorms, the jade sword jingled and returned to Gongsun Qingyu, spinning around him, as if to please the master.
Three thunderstorms, but they didn't even touch the clothes of the person who crossed the disaster, which made the robbery cloud very angry.
The cloud kept rolling, originally just covering a radius of more than ten miles, but in an instant, it expanded more than ten times. The thick cloud is only dozens of meters away from the top of Gongsun Qingyu's head.
The huge pressure made Gongsun Qingyu feel a little threat.
The continuous churning of the clouds seems to be brewing more powerful thunderstorms.
Over time, the original black cloud slowly changed to purple.
"This is a six-nine-day disaster!" Gongsun Qingyu's face finally changed.
The power of this six-nine-day disaster is the most powerful disaster for these practitioners.
And it is said that the most powerful thing in the heavenly disaster is the ninety-nine heavenly disaster. However, that's just a legendary thing, and no one knows how serious this nine-day disaster is.
But for tens of millions of years, countless people have died under the six or nine days of disaster.
Feel the change of the master's momentum, and the three-foot jade sword followed with a whisper and hovered over Gongsun Qingyu's head. Clear light emitted from the sword and enveloped the master in it.
Boom, a loud noise.
Thirty-six huge thunderstorms fell like rain.
The first, the second... The seventh, was actually blocked by the clear light emitted by this jade sword.
The eighth and ninth... When the twelfth drops, the clear light is constantly scattered and will collapse at any time.
The fifteenth, the sixteenth... The twenty-second thunder fell, and the clear light that was about to collapse dissipated in the air with a glass-like cracking sound.
The jade sword was the first to withstand the bombardment of thunder. Under the bombardment of seven or eight thunderstorms, it finally burst into tears and fell from the air.
Lost the resistance of the jade sword, and the remaining thunderstorms all fell on Gongsun Qingyu.
The ground was torn apart by this strong bombardment, and cracks spread far away. A gully suddenly appeared.
At the feet of Gongsun Qingyu, the original deep pit disappeared, replaced by a huge hole that was deep without bottom. A spring gushed up from the bottom of the cave.
After the last few thunderstorms, Gongsun Qingyu's clothes seemed to be burnt. The corners of his mouth also shed a wisp of blood.
Before he could breathe, dozens of thunderstorms fell down. And it's still purple thunder. It seems that this robbery is to put him to death.
In his life, Gongsun Qingyu had no other magic weapons except the jade sword. At this time, he can only rely on his own strength to resist the thunderstorm.
As soon as he gritted his teeth, his hands made a strange mark. In front of him, four different colors of sword spirit appeared, white, red, blue and blue. As soon as the four swords came out, most of the pressure emitted by the robbery cloud was suddenly eliminated.
Four swordsmanships laid a four-sided array on his head, guarding each side.
When the thunderstorm fell, a small whirlpool emerged in the array. The whirlpool attracted all the thunderstorms.
In an instant, a terrible force emanated from that array.
Boom.
Gongsun Qingyu knew that there would be such a situation, so he quickly retreated.
The world is permeated by this horrible atmosphere.
It seems to be a hundred years, and it seems that there are only a few breaths before the world is clear.
There are space debris everywhere, and at the feet of Gongsun Qingyu, it is a space of nothingness. Half of the original planet disappeared just now. The remaining half floated in the starry sky and became meteorites.
"Hmm!" Gongsun Qingyu's eyes shrank and raised his head to look at the top of his head. The dense clouds have dissipated a lot. But some of them are shrouded in the overhead and are slowly gathering.
"What?"
Gongsun Qingyu looked at the clouds that were gathering, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart.
Just now, he took the risk of using his forbidden move, hoping to destroy the robbery cloud. Unexpectedly, things were beyond his expectation, and the cloud did not disappear.
At this moment, the Zhenyuan in his body has been exhausted. Although he has just escaped the scope of the ban, he has also been seriously injured. As long as the robbery cloud casually drops one or two thunders, he will be killed.
In desperation, I had no choice but to close my eyes and wait to die.
The recovered robbery cloud, regardless of whether the robber could bear it or not, fell the last dozens of thunderstorms in one head.
The dense thunderstorm is like rain.
Far away, you can see the thunder and lightning in the starry sky, flashing like a thunder pool.
Just when the thunderstorm was about to fall on Gongsun Qingyu, a strange scene appeared. Three inches above Gongsun Qingyu's head, all the thunder and lightning were still there.
There was no imaginary scene of being bombarded by the thunder, which made Gongsun Qingyu a little surprised. When I opened my eyes, I was suddenly speechless in surprise. Three inches above his head, countless thunderstorms hung there, as if there was a mine pool above his head. Make his scalp tame.
A ripple suddenly appeared in the space around him, and a teenager came out of it. The teenager is burly and very strong. The face is vaguely similar to Gongsun Qingyu.
Seeing the teenager who suddenly appeared beside him, Gongsun Qingyu's eyes shrank and were full of horror.
He could feel the vicissitudes of the teenager, especially the breath. In front of him, he was as small as a grain of sand.
When I saw the teenager's face, there was an inexplicable sense of closeness and a feeling of flesh and blood connection.
This person seems to have met somewhere.
The teenager looked up at the still thunderbolt, suddenly raised his hand, grabbed a thunderbolt, and let it wrap around himself.
"Zizhi." Countless electric arcs wrapped around him and even penetrated into his body.
"Crackling." A series of noises came from his body. His height suddenly grew a little higher. The muscles look tougher.
On the skin, a layer of black oily things were stained on it, but it soon turned into wisps of black smoke under the scorched arc and dissipated in the starry sky.
"He is using lightning forging! How is that possible?" Gongsun Qingyu opened his mouth and looked at the teenager in front of him. In his eyes, the strength of this teenager is definitely the legendary existence. How can he use thunder and lightning to forge his body? Look at his body, it's like a mortal body!
"Wow." Breathe out a breath of turbid breath. The electric arcs wrapped around the teenager all dissipated.
The thunder that was still there collapsed in this breath. After this breath blew away the thunder, it did not stop and went straight to the cloud.
Like a strong wind, the clouds scattered around.
In the starry sky, this sound echoes even more.
After doing all this, the teenager looked back at Gongsun Qingyu, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and then took a step forward. The space fluctuated in a circle. The teenager disappeared in this circle of ripples and seemed to walk straight in.
Gongsun Qingyu stared at the place where the teenager disappeared, and his heart was blank.