One hundred thousand silver-winged magic ants had been scattered in the distance, and they also opened their mouths to devour them one by one. The thick lightning bolts were swallowed up in the blink of an eye.
On the black body of the silver-winged devil ant, small silver snakes flowed one after another, looking very beautiful.
As the power of devouring lightning increased, the color of the silver-winged devil ant unexpectedly began to change. First, those ordinary silver-winged magic ants, which were originally pure black, began to gradually become lighter.
The silver-winged devil ants are not small in size, but their food intake is really not small. Even ordinary silver-winged devil ants can devour more than a dozen thunderbolts before they look satisfied. They vibrate their wings and stop. Devouring, began to curl up the body, turning into small balls.
Zizizi—
The surrounding lightning power still surrounds these small balls, and the small balls are suspended in thousands of lightning bolts.
Those large silver-winged devil ants had a larger appetite, and they didn't get full until they devoured nearly a hundred lightning bolts. They also curled up one by one, and began to fall into a deep sleep state. A thin layer of eggs formed outside their bodies.
Zhang Yang received thunder and lightning body training, and his body was transformed and strengthened.
I don't know how long it took, but I only felt that I had reached a state of saturation before I started to pay attention to my surroundings.
Immediately there was a cry of surprise, all those silver-winged demon ants disappeared, replaced by small eggs suspended in the thunder pond.
I was overjoyed. After thousands of years, he is very familiar with these little guys, laying eggs and sleeping, this is obviously an advanced step!
Originally, with his own promotion, the role of the silver-winged magic ant has become smaller and smaller, and it is almost useless. After this promotion, I hope to keep up with the progress and become my own arm again.
Thinking of this, he felt ruthless in his heart, summoned the tens of thousands of silver-winged demon ants lying in ambush beside the thunder pond, and began to devour the power of thunder and lightning.
After completing the work, Zhang Yang sighed with satisfaction. At this time, the power of lightning in his body reached a certain level, and the stimulating effect of ordinary lightning on his body was not so obvious.
Ordinary monks are afraid of the three-color thunder ball, but Zhang Yang is a little eager for the three-color thunder ball at this time.
However, when Qing Ling's eyes were opened, blue light flickered in his eyes, and the power of thunder and lightning seemed to be the same as the most common sky thunder.
After thinking for a while, with a flick of his finger, an ordinary magic weapon flying sword was thrown out, turning into a stream of light and piercing towards a nearby pillar of heaven.
Zizizi—
Before Feijian touched the sky pillar, the restraint was triggered, and the lightning condensed one after another. Feijian jumped and struggled like a small fish touching the net, but he couldn't get rid of it.
boom!
Finally, the nodes of the power grid condensed into several bright lightning balls, which broke away from the power grid and directly blasted the flying sword into powder.
Zhang Yang didn't add much mana to the flying sword, and he didn't have a soul connection, so he wasn't implicated. Seeing this, he looked as if he had realized something.
"Sure enough! It seems that the most powerful part of the power of lightning is the large formation formed by the eight pillars. Only here can one have a chance to encounter three-color thunderballs, or even multi-color thunderballs! "
After assessing the power of the thunder and lightning, he guessed that he would not be able to bear it no matter what, so he made up his mind and waved the golden wings behind his back.
Swish!
With a flicker of figure, it turned into a stream of light and hit a sky pillar.
Zizizi—
As expected, immediately the eight pillars released a large amount of lightning at the same time, condensing into a grid. This power grid is different from the lightning in the thunder pool, it is actually formed according to certain rules, and the power of lightning is dense with each other.
Where the thunder and lightning meet, they quickly condense into blazing thunderballs.
Click!
Click!
As soon as these thunderballs formed, they blasted towards Zhang Yang.
boom!
boom!
Dozens of thunderballs were thrown down frantically like Putian cover. The muscles of Zhang Yang's whole body tightened, his strength gathered, and he endured all this calmly.
The continuous explosions, as bright as a sun, gradually dissipated, and the first meteor shower-like thunderball attack ended, revealing Zhang Yang's figure, which was completely motionless, without any damage.
I saw that burly figure, the whole body was still entangled with the residual energy of the thunder ball, and small silver snakes danced wildly on his body.
"Tsk tsk! It's not powerful enough!"
Zhang Yang sighed twice. With a flash of his body, he continued to rush towards a sky pillar.
hum—
The power grid was impacted, and amidst the tremors, a blazing light flashed, but it was not broken. It seemed to be elastic, and it was obviously a thrust.
"Huh?"
Zhang Yang was surprised. Could the power of thunder and lightning still have elasticity? Immortal world's methods really should not be underestimated.
Zizizi—
The eight celestial pillars are one with each other, forming a formation, the more powerful the attack is, the stronger the rebound will be.
This time, after the lightning ball appeared, it did not directly bombard the place where the lightning condensed, but continued to condense the power of thunder and lightning, and continued to linger.
Obviously, the source of power of the eight pillars comes from the thunder pool, but the ordinary sky thunder in the thunder pool, after being blessed by this formation, becomes a thunder ball, or even a multi-colored thunder ball.
The speed of lightning condensing was extremely fast. In the blink of an eye, three colors of red, silver, and white flashed one after another, and a three-color thunderball was formed.
Click!
Click!
Dozens of three-color thunderballs broke off the grid almost simultaneously and blasted towards Zhang Yang.
This time, Zhang Yang still did not dodge.
Three-color lightning balls are terrifying to ordinary monks. Zombies in particular are feared like natural enemies. However, before Zhang Yang was promoted to Hanba, he was able to handle the three-color thunder ball, let alone now
Boom boom boom!
Dozens of three-color thunderballs bombarded at the same time, and the power of the explosion was as shocking as heaven and earth. The environment in the thunder pool is special, and the space is still fluctuating and distorted.
…
Outside the Thunder Pond, four tall figures stood.
Behind them, there are more than a dozen golden immortal monks, all with joyful faces, watching the scene in the thunder pool.
These people are naturally the Four King Kongs who just came back, and their subordinate monks gathered together.
"Hahaha, this is really asking for a dead end! You actually touched the eight dragon formations by yourself, which saved us a lot of hands and feet!" It was Rahman, one of the Four King Kong, who spoke.
Several other people also nodded one after another.
Originally, when they learned that Thunder Beast was defeated and someone broke into Wanlei Mountain, they were sent back by their master Ajialu. On the way, he sensed the fluctuation of the Great Curse, and immediately knew the news of the Thunder Beast's fall.
Although they are arrogant and have confidence in the formation of the four of them attacking together, they still feel uneasy when they think that the enemy they are facing is the Great Curse Technique, one of the three forbidden techniques in the fairy world.
That's a big curse! In case the other party is forced to sacrifice their souls, I am afraid it will not be difficult to kill them.
Even if they have a few magic weapons like mirrors in their hands, no one is willing to make fun of their own lives!