Under the dark clouds, Qin Long was crazy about absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and his natal power bone was shining brightly, and a light purple light gradually flashed out. At this time, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained powerful thunder and lightning. Under Qin Long's crazy absorption, the thunder power contained in the natal power bone was actually touched!

"Boom!" The thunder exploded, as if the whole world was about to collapse under this thunder.

No one expected that under this thunder, a thin body was struggling.

"Is this my limit for Qin Long?"

"But! I'm not willing!!" Qin Long roared sharply. With his roar, the light of the lilac vital force bone on his back flourished again. At the same time, a thunder thunder actually descended from the dark clouds and hit Qin Long's vital force bone on his back.

Chan Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the top, suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Qin Long's ink-like eyes, which were kneeling below, and was surprised.

"Tian Thunder!! His vital strength actually contains the power of heavenly thunder! How is it possible? How can the power of heavenly thunder be controlled by humans? No, this is thunder and lightning!! This is not heavenly thunder, but why..." Chan Qingfeng was shocked, but the following situation made Chan Qingfeng even more shocked.

Zen Qingfeng only saw that Qin Long, who was sitting cross-legged, had been wrapped in purple light, and the continuous spiritual energy of heaven and earth was crazily pouring into his body from all directions. This spiritual energy contained the power of thunder and lightning, so that Qin Long turned into a thunder ball with flashing purple light at this moment.

At the same time, many powerful people in Wanlong Sect felt the changes in the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They were surprised to find that the spiritual energy of heaven and earth had become riots. At this moment, the huge Wanlong Mountain turned into a thunder pool! In an instant, many spiritual senses instantly enveloped the entire thousand-story ladder, and Qin Long under the sky thunder became the focus of many strong people.

"I am unwilling to stop on this ladder for the rest of my life! I want strength!! I demand strength!" Qin Long, who was kneeling on the ground, seemed not to feel struck by lightning, or rather, he had fallen into violence, and only had that firm belief in his heart! He was unwilling to become a dead soul on the ladder. He wanted to cross the ladder and become a disciple of the Wanlong Sect.

I don’t know if it was Qin Long’s desire for power or because he was crazy about the “Nine Tribulations of Thunder”, the thunder sounds in the dark clouds above were endless, and the world was sometimes dark, sometimes like daytime. The pressure brought by heavenly thunder made the entire Wanlong Sect disciples restless and fearful.

When Qin Long absorbed the power of thunder collected by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to reach an extreme, the thunder brewed by the dark clouds above also reached an extreme terrifying point!

When a thunder exploded, a thunderbolt-like lightning rolled out from the dark clouds and quickly hit Qin Long kneeling down below.

"Good boy!! Can it actually trigger such a thunder power! But how can you bear this thunder power? Take it for me!" As the sound of vicissitudes sounded, a figure slowly appeared above Qin Long. At the same time, Chan Qingfeng, who was staring at Qin Long, staring at Qin Long, stared at Qin Long, and shouted violently: "Stop it!!" The words were like a sound from the sky, and it was extremely loud in the roar of the thunder. Chan Qingfeng waved his right hand suddenly, and a small brown sword as big as a palm appeared in his hand, directly bombarding the emerging figure.

The old man who was about to collect the thunder and lower the sky thunder only felt his pores standing upside down, and a powerful crisis forced him to turn around and resist! Just as the old man turned around, a brown green light hit his back.

"Boom!" A muffled sound exploded, and the old man's body was directly shaken away.

In an instant, the thunder brewing in the dark clouds quickly bombarded Qin Long's back on the kneeling! Qin Long, who suffered such bombardment, was charred all over and fell on the stairs in an instant.

The old man who had been flying back dozens of feet before stopping saw that the sky thunder had already penetrated Qin Long's body, his pupils shrank slightly, and his face was full of spots showed anger. He stared at Chan Qingfeng, who was sitting cross-legged on the highest level of the thousand-story stairs, with a gloomy expression. Then, he sternly said: "Boy, do you know that this sky thunder is enough to kill this boy?"

Chan Qingfeng glanced at the old man coldly, but did not answer. He looked at Qin Long lying on the ground, silently, "With his strength, he will definitely become a disciple of my Wanlong Sect, and your move has brought him to a point of no return! Boy, I will ruin my Wanlong Sect disciple and he deserves to die!" The old man shouted fiercely.

"What a great sound!! This is his opportunity, whether it is life or death, it is his fortune. What qualifications do you have to stop it? Or are you interested in this power of thunder and want to take it for yourself?" Hearing the old man say this, Chan Qingfeng stared at the old man coldly and shouted! Facing the master of Wanlong Sect, Chan Qingfeng was not afraid at all.

The old man's face was squirming, and he was in a very high state of mind. After Zen Qingfeng said this, he couldn't help but feel a true fire. The previous thunder sound had already attracted the attention of the strong people in the sect. Although no one arrived, the spiritual consciousness enveloped more than a hundred people here? When he was pointed out in person, how could he have his face? Then, he said coldly: "Although the power of this thunder is strong, I will not have greed. Moreover, do you think this son can resist it with the strength of the seven yangs of bone refining?" The old man suppressed the murderous intent in his heart and said this. This was not to say to Zen Qingfeng, but to the strong people who enveloped the spiritual consciousness here. Otherwise, with the old man's style, he would have slapped Zen Qingfeng to death with a slap.

"Is that so? Do you think he is alive or dead?" Chan Qingfeng sneered.

The old man looked gloomy and terrible. Qin Long was indeed not dead. He was also surprised. How could this kid not die if he endured such thunder? How could he not die? The speechless old man stared at Chan Qingfeng coldly and left quickly.

No one noticed that Qin Long, who was kneeling on the ground, had a light purple light flashing on his back. If he saw through his vital force bone, he would definitely find that Qin Long's vital force bone had already turned into a thunder pool. At the center, a purple, white thunder-shaped mark flashed with light, but this light was covered by other lightning, making it impossible to see through.

At the same time, in an unknown world, a towering hall floats over the center of this world. The hall is purple-white, blooming with thousands of feet of light, illuminating the space brightly.

In the main hall.

Forty-nine huge black stone pillars support the entire hall, and each stone pillar is carved with various ancient patterns, these patterns are either beasts, burly giants, flowers and plants, which look extremely strange.

In the center of the hall, there are seven ordinary black lamps in turn. What is amazing is that the wicks of four of the lamps are actually burning, and the fire lights burned out from the wicks are also different.

From left to right, the fire light burned from the first lamp wick formed a purple-white figure, to be precise, a purple-white bone. This bone sat cross-legged, as if he was in a quiet state. An ancient word "Heaven" flashed vaguely above his head.

The second lamp was turned off, the wick was gone, and the third lamp was almost the same as the first lamp. However, the figure was not a bone, but a complete person. Above the head was a purple-white thunder cloud, and the word "天" could be vaguely seen.

The fourth lamp is a purple-white bone, with a thick purple light all over its body, and the top of its head has initially condensed into thunder clouds.

The fifth lamp is a person, who blooms with a lilac light.

When Qin Long was bombarded by the power of thunder, a vicissitudes suddenly sounded in the entire silent hall: "The sixth... the inheritor has appeared!"

Accompanied by this vicissitudes of life, a flame suddenly appeared on the wick of the sixth lamp. The flame gradually burned, and finally, the fire light appeared a purple-white thunder-shaped mark.

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