The flower burial boat floats in the pale night sky, separated by dozens of miles of wilderness, no longer close to the ancient city of thunder.
"Witch Lord! That''s the ancient city of thunder. The city Lord Qin Ming and the Xuanwu realm took the opportunity three years ago and got the inheritance of Kings sealed at the bottom of the sea for thousands of years. Later, the news came to light. The northern region group besieged the ancient city of thunder. Qin Ming dragged back 18 King statues from the watch sea area and killed two kings and two patriarchs. Since then, the 18 King statues have been guarded in the ancient city of thunder."
Lin Yunhan stood respectfully in the luxurious and beautiful cabin and introduced the situation of thunder ancient city. Blood red cabin, blood red bed, blood red palace column, blood red curtain, almost everything in the cabin is blood red, including women half kneeling on the ground in blood clothes.
Behind the blood red barrier, a lazy shadow lay obliquely on the soft bed, closed his eyes, half asleep and half awake, but his divine consciousness had covered the vast wilderness and covered the thunder ancient city.
Eighteen giant statues are full of powerful killing power. Across the wilderness for tens of miles, they are alert to her spreading divine consciousness.
Silent confrontation, repressive and dangerous.
The guards in the thunder ancient city were like great enemies. All the warriors rushed up the northern wall with weapons and stared at the fog in the distance.
Lin Yunhan is proud and strong in front of outsiders, but he doesn''t dare to show any performance on this flower burial boat. He is obedient like a kitten. "The city Lord Qin Ming has a connection with Zhao Li. It should have been Qin Ming who saved Zhao Li. Later, Zhao Li returned Qin Ming''s kindness and disappeared. But I''m not sure whether Qin Ming knows where Zhao Li has gone."
A lazy and cold voice came from behind the barrier: "a little Zhao Li, you have investigated for two years, and finally you are not sure? You are not afraid that your master crushed your head!"
The last sentence, slow and indifferent, made Lin Yunhan''s forehead sweat on the spot.
Lin Yunhan hurriedly bowed his head: "Zhao Li is cunning and has been hiding. I......"
"Don''t explain. The witch Temple never looks at the results, not the process. If you do, you can do it. If you can''t do it, abdication is disappointing!"
"Witch Lord!" Lin Yunhan knelt heavily on the ground.
"If you can''t find Zhao Li for a year at most, no one can protect you."
"Thank you for your grace." Lin Yunhan wiped away his cold sweat, but he didn''t dare to get up. "Witch Lord, we can bypass the ancient city of thunder. We should be able to meet my people only 500 miles ahead."
"Are you sure it''s the magic Chatian silkworm?"
"If I''m not 100% sure, how dare I invite you to come to the northern region in person. The magic temple Tianchan disappeared a long time ago, but the magic spirit Dharma Day has existed for thousands of years and the environment is special, so I want to take a chance and arrange more than 50 people to go deep into the magic spirit Dharma Day to look for it. I didn''t expect to find it. I''ve seen it in the past. It''s the magic temple Tianchan. That''s right."
"Where did you find it?"
"The giant bone cemetery in the magic spirit Dharma Day is a pair of magic temple Tianchan, one male and one female. The magic temple Tianchan has a great relationship and can help us find the magic monument in longhuang town and the waste God Trident. I''m worried about problems on the road, so I asked the Witch Lord to come in person." now the northern region is very chaotic. Yunluo forest, as the main channel into the northern region, is more chaotic, and there may be some old monsters. Lin Yunhan did not dare to escort the magic temple Tianchan without permission, so he had to invite the witch master.
"If it''s really a devil, I''ll guarantee you the position of ghost general in the witch hall."
"Thank you, witch master!!" Lin Yunhan bows in surprise.
Yin filled the air. Nine ghosts pulled a boat, bypassed the ancient city of thunder, went deep into the hinterland of the northern region, and met the disciples of the witch Hall who had controlled the magic temple Tianchan.
Soon after they left, the eighteen kings recovered their silence, but the thunder ancient city stayed awake all night and sent bodyguards to Qingyun sect to announce this strange thing.
Their security is hard won now. They really don''t want to go through war again.
Qin Ming doesn''t know what happened in thunder ancient city. He continues to experience in Yunluo forest and cultivate white tigers.
This is the first time the white tiger has killed in the forest. Although it is born supreme and inherits hegemony, it still needs to fight constantly to accumulate experience and get familiar with its inheritance secret skills.
Qin ordered him to fight with the white tiger in person. Every time he abused it seriously and fainted, he gave up. Occasionally, he picked some powerful beasts, whether in the sky, in the forest, underground or in the river. In short, when he saw the right one, he dragged it out and threw it in front of the white tiger. He kept fighting with life and death to stimulate the potential of the white tiger. Anyway, there is still some water of life in the space wrench, which can take care of the injury in time and can''t leave the root of the disease.
Their future is very difficult, and they will inevitably encounter life and death danger. Qin Ming wants white tiger to understand the danger of survival in advance and become a real war beast.
Another month later, the white tiger broke through and entered the basaltic realm!
Qin ordered him to sit on the top of the mountain in a thunderstorm and practice the little chaos true thunder formula - a feast for the destruction of the world! As early as in the war of seizing the king, when Qin ordered to fight against Tang tianque, he had already performed the feast of annihilation. At that time, he was just peeping at the surface, and the performance was very simple. Now he wants to make in-depth research and strive to master it skillfully.
Torrential rain and thunderclouds! Red and bright lightning hung all over the world, shocking in the dark mountains and rivers. They are like countless chains falling from the clouds and gathering on the top of the mountain. Each of them burst out with a deafening roar and contains the energy of destruction.
Qin Ming didn''t open the Lingli shield, but just used his flesh to fight against the lightning. His clothes were ragged, and his flesh and blood flew in the splitting of lightning. The golden blood was scattered all over every corner of the mountain. The severe pain stimulated every nerve in the whole body, tearing and breaking, which was unbearable, but he stubbornly resisted it. If you don''t bear hardships, you can''t be superior to others.
The white tiger roared in the sky, learning from Qin''s life and refining his flesh with the help of lightning.
"God is angry? The thunder has been splitting all day and night. When will it end?"
"Who did something outrageous? God lost his temper."
"Oh, that''s so crazy. The angry God hasn''t relieved his hatred for a day."
"Stop yelling and work quickly! The spirit demons are hiding this day. It''s a good time to hunt."
A group of mercenaries ran wildly in the dense forest, looking for suitable prey. The thunder and lightning split the sky, the rainstorm poured down and the sky was dark. Although it was very dangerous, it would also shock those powerful spirit demons. Maybe it would kill several spirit demons and blow up several spirit grass.
"Look, there''s a man on the top of the mountain?"
When they passed a high mountain, they were suddenly attracted by the scene on the top of the mountain. All the thunder and lightning within a few miles were splitting at that place. The crackling noise was deafening and continuous, shaking their blood and blood. However, even in the depths of the dense lightning, a personal shadow loomed and appeared from time to time.
The thunder and lightning continued to split into the air and hit the man fiercely. Blood splashed everywhere. They were frightened and grinned. But... Looking at it, there seems to be something wrong. The lightning kept coming down, but it didn''t break him. He didn''t struggle and resist, and it seems that all of them have been absorbed?
"My God, this is taking lightning as noodles to drink."
"It''s an eye opener! I''ve seen many people repair thunder, but I haven''t seen this kind of play!"
"Did he bring down the thunderstorm?"
"Go, go, don''t disturb others'' cultivation, or a sky thunder will kill you."
They hurried away and dared not approach.
For five days in a row, the thunderstorm has not stopped, especially in the places near Qin Ming, even the mountains, rivers and old forests can''t carry it, causing mountain torrents and mudslides, surging in the ancient dense forests.
Occasionally, martial artists and raptors passed the mountain. They were so surprised that no one dared to approach.
Sitting on the top of the mountain, Qin mingpan is not only cultivating the feast of killing the world, but also cultivating the ancient art of swallowing thunder. His whole body was filled with all kinds of thunder and lightning, and then led to all kinds of thunder and lightning. In front of him, there was a "thunder pool". It was small and exquisite, surging with terrible energy, and filled the world. In the "thunder pool", a green thunder was "roaming" like an exquisite dragon, echoing with violent thunder.
Green thunder is constantly refining, stronger and brighter.
With Qin Ming''s fingertips, Qinglei swam around in the thunder pool like a lovely pet.
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