In the end, the Thunder passed the sixth round.
But the dark clouds in the sky haven't dissipated yet, and they seem to be extremely furious, churning madly, as if they want to use all their power to destroy the two ants below.
"No, no, how did this happen? Why isn't it over yet? You can't do this, you can't do this!"
Seeing this scene, the young man in black was frightened and let out a terrified cry.
But, the next moment—
Rumble!
Thunder landed.
This time, Thunder's power was several times stronger than before.
Lu Ming's eyes were extremely serious.
boom!
The next moment, both of his bloodlines erupted, and his wind and fire artistic conception also erupted. Lu Ming held a long spear and kept blasting towards the thunder that fell from the sky.
boom! boom!
Every time a thunderbolt fell, Lu Ming's body shook wildly, his muscles and bones trembled, as if they were about to be torn apart.
And some thunderbolts struck on the artistic conception runes of thunder, and the artistic conception runes twisted and trembled crazily, as if they would collapse at any time.
"Hold on, hold on!"
Lu Ming roared in his heart and tried his best to resist.
"True Dragon Strike!"
Lu Ming stabbed out with a long spear, and a three-color vacuum flew out, but after being struck by a few thunderbolts, it dissipated directly, and then, thunderbolts struck Lu Ming's body one after another.
puff!
Lu Ming coughed up blood, and his body fell to the ground, hitting the ground into a big hole.
But the next moment, Lu Ming rushed out of the pit and continued to resist.
boom! boom! …
There were several thunderclaps again, cracks were cracked on Lu Ming's body, and blood beads continued to seep out.
The seventh wave of thunder is too strong.
Lu Ming was miserable, but the young man in black was even worse.
He screamed again and again, a lot of mist came out of his body, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, his body was emitting smoke, his body was almost broken, and there were scorched pits, bloody and bloody.
In the back, his body was almost broken in two, and they were all cracked, and even the bones and internal organs could be seen.
Practicing evil martial arts, one is most afraid of thunder, and crossing calamity is much more difficult than other martial artists. At this time, it is naturally extremely miserable.
However, the black-robed youth was indeed powerful, with incomparably vigorous vitality. He survived all of this, but the injury was extremely serious.
Almost died.
When the thunder dissipated, he desperately flew out to the distance, and a voice of incomparable hatred echoed between the heaven and the earth.
"Little bastard, if you don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being!
The sound disappears, and the people go away.
At this time, the dark clouds in the sky finally dissipated, and the world returned to calm.
Hoo hoo...
Lu Ming let out a few long breaths.
Lei Jie, the further back, the stronger the power. By the seventh round, Lu Ming was almost unable to resist.
"Others have three rounds, but I actually have seven rounds!"
Lu Ming smiled wryly.
However, the benefits are also self-evident. I can see that Lu Ming's artistic conception runes are shining brightly, like crystal-clear purple jade.
The most important thing is that his artistic conception rune is actually two inches long, which is already a small achievement of a first-level artistic conception.
Ordinary Xiaocheng kings, the cultivation of artistic conception is only at this level.
Just after passing through the thunder disaster, the artistic conception has reached the first level, and it is still frightened to death by others.
Not far away, there is really a person, the bald man.
At this time, he was still alive, looked at Lu Ming in disbelief, and shouted in horror: "How is it possible, how is it possible?"
Considering that he has practiced for decades, the artistic conception rune is only an inch long. Compared with Lu Ming, it is simply a world of difference.
Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to him, he sat cross-legged, and used all his strength to run the Zhan Long Zhen Jue.
At this point, it was the last key stone carving.
After being tempered by Thunder, the true energy in Lu Ming's body was completely transformed into true essence, 100% transformed.
At the same time, the cyclone in Dantian spun crazily, and the aura between heaven and earth gathered towards Lu Ming crazily.
But this aura is far from enough.
With a wave of Lu Ming's hand, piles of top-quality spirit crystals appeared all around.
"Blast me!"
Lu Ming's arm trembled, and suddenly—
bump! bump! …
At least 20,000 top-grade spirit crystals exploded, and infinite aura burst out.
The blood of Jiulong opened his mouth and sucked in, and the billowing spiritual energy of heaven and earth was swallowed into it.
The aura of heaven and earth was continuously transformed into true essence, and the true essence in Lu Ming's body began to increase crazily and became stronger.
Now, although Lu Ming has broken through the realm, the amount of true energy in his body has not kept up. Now, he needs to replenish the amount of true energy.
What's more, Lu Ming is practicing the Battle Dragon True Art, and he has already cultivated to the ninth level. His true energy is extremely strong, and he needs too much spiritual energy.
The 20,000 top-quality spirit crystals were quickly consumed, and Lu Ming took out another 20,000 top-quality spirit crystals.
Continue to devour and refine crazily.
The true energy in Lu Ming's body was constantly increasing, and the aura emanating from him became stronger and stronger.
This is the breath of the king.
In this way, Lu Ming swallowed 20,000 pieces of top-quality spirit crystals, and then took out another 20,000 pieces. He did this eight times in total.
In other words, Lu Ming devoured and refined a total of 160,000 top-quality spirit crystals.
What a terrifying number is this
Not far away, the bald man was almost frightened to death, his eyes were dull, he looked at Lu Ming, and whispered in his mouth: "Monster, this is a monster, I shouldn't listen to the bewitching of the Lord of Thunder, and deal with such a monster! , Lord of the Palace of Thunder, if you don’t kill him now, you will die sooner or later, haha!”
The bald man laughed loudly for a while, his breath rapidly weakened, and he died like this.
At this moment, Lu Ming stood up, his eyes gleaming, showing excitement.
"Wu Wang, is this the realm of Wu Wang? It's too strong. Compared with Wu Wang, the half-step king is really far behind. No wonder, some people say that everyone under Wu Wang is an ant!"
Feeling the vast and infinite true energy in his body, Lu Ming sighed endlessly.
Now, his true energy is ten times stronger than before.
Moreover, it is 100% pure, and it works without any obscurity.
"My physical body has also reached the sixth-grade perfection!"
Lu Ming discovered that after experiencing the tempering of the thunder calamity, his physical body was one step closer to reaching the perfection of the sixth-grade physical body, and he was only one step away from reaching the seventh-grade physical body.
"The most important thing is the artistic conception!"
Lu Ming sensed carefully and found a two-inch-long artistic conception rune quietly floating in the sea of consciousness.
Lu Ming stretched out his palm and grabbed the air. Immediately, the power of thunder from heaven and earth frantically converged on Lu Ming's palm. In the blink of an eye, in Lu Ming's hand, a long spear completely condensed by thunder appeared.
Sizzle...
The thunder flickered, and there was a burning smell in the air. Even the air was scorched by the power of the thunder.
Swish!
With a wave of Lu Ming's hand, the Thunder Spear turned into a flash of lightning and flew towards the sky.
In the blink of an eye, it flew out of the deep pit, flew above the clouds, and exploded.
Rumble!
In the sky, thunder and lightning are densely covered, all over the sky.
"Level 1 Lightning Artistic Conception Achievement, so strong, too strong!"
Lu Ming's eyes sparkled.