He didn't know how long he stayed in Lei Ze. Jiang Yan, who was practicing, even forgot about the passage of time. He breathed a sigh of relief and thundered. Jiang Yan had forgotten this long-lost pleasure.
"The eighth level of Wangxian, is this the eighth level of Wangxian?"
From the beginning of Wangxianjing, every breakthrough sometimes takes decades or even centuries. Jiang Yan's adventure has also yielded the greatest benefits.
Jiang Yan glanced at his body. The lightning around his body was wrapped around the bones in his body. His body seemed thin, but in fact, his flesh and blood carried the power of thunder.
"Sure enough, the feeling of the eighth level of Wangxian is completely different from that of the seventh level."
Under normal circumstances, the gap between each level of cultivation in the Wangxian realm is huge. In addition, he still has many trump cards. Jiang Yan feels that even if he meets the three kings of Southern Xinjiang at the same time, he will not be in vain at all.
However, Jiang Yan was also a little strange. These thunderbolts seemed to be formed by extremely pure thunder-attribute spiritual power, which made him couldn't help but doubt the origin of Lei Ze.
Now that Lei Ze no longer poses much of a threat to him, Jiang Yan is ready to go to the source to find out.
Wu Liujia and Li Kuchan were still struggling to resist Lei Ze's power. They found that Lei Ze's power was significantly weakened compared to before.
Ming Ying only thought that Jiang Gu was an eighth-level cultivator of Wangxian, and could suppress him with the help of the entire force of Lei Ze, just like Wu Liujia and Li Kuchan who were trapped inside.
"I'm back, I'm finally back, damn Lu Daoxuan, I'm finally out of your control, I'm going to dig up your grave!" Xuying Mingying roared in anger.
Lu Dao
A person who has obtained the power of the Witch God will definitely have a decisive position in southern Xinjiang. Through herself, she may be able to find a way to restrain the Gu Po.
"Taoist Master Wu, please protect me!"
"Swimming in the thunder? Is Master Wu joking?"
Of course, it was Jiang Yan who was swimming in the thunder. After several searches, he finally found the source of these countless thunders and plunged into the depths of the thunder.
Of course, Jiang Yan would not sit still and wait for death. He clasped his hands together and gathered his spiritual power in his palms. Because he had been in Lei Ze for a long time, his spiritual power was also dyed with thunder attributes. This was Jiang Yan's strongest move since he learned the Jiamen method.
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What Jiang Yan didn't know was that since he entered Leize, the power of thunder had been quietly injected into his bookcase.
But at this moment, Jiang Gu was no longer what he used to be, and he was no longer suppressed by Lei Ze. Thousands of thunderbolts hit Jiang Gu just as lightly as brushing away light dust.
Jiang Yan originally wanted to enter it to find out, but he felt an extremely dangerous atmosphere here. Although he was curious, he was not prepared to take the risk after careful consideration.
There is a thousand-foot ravine at the bottom of the lake. Endless thunder gushes out of the gully, and this seems to be the nest of Mingying.
"Ming Ying Tu!"
Once the painting owner dies, the scroll will be ownerless and will not be actively activated unless a second person takes his or her seal and becomes the new painting owner. The Ming Ying Tu is obviously beyond the common sense of Danqing Dao.
The phantom of Mingying on the scroll broke through the shackles of the scroll and continued to surge in the thunder. Jiang Yan could vaguely see a heart beating under the stimulation of thunder.
"You are the king here? Then why did you lose at the hands of my master?" Jiang Yan said disdainfully.
Jiang Yan's eyes were cold and cold. Lu Daoxuan and Wei Changli were existences in his heart that could not be desecrated. Even if they had passed away, they would never be defiled in the slightest.
"Leize's power has weakened a lot compared to before." Wu Liujia said.
The thunder in the thunder turned into chains and tried to tie up Jiang Gu, but the weak strength did not restrain Jiang Gu at this moment, and he stretched out his arms to break it.
But Wu Liujia's eyes looked elsewhere. There was a slight ripple on the thunder, and a man's head actually poked out from the water.
"In this Lei Ze, I am the king here!"
The huge spiritual light rushed out and scattered the shadow directly, causing Mingying to be shattered directly.
He had already gotten what he wanted in Lei Ze, and there was no need to get involved in other accidents, especially since Li Meng was the top priority now.
There is only one creature that can survive in Lei Ze, and that is the Mingying.
Wu Liujia also felt that he must have misjudged it. It was already difficult to survive in such a terrifying place, and there was no need to swim.
"The eighth level of Wangxian is not bad. You are worthy of being a disciple of Lu Daoxuan. If I were in this state elsewhere, it would be impossible for me to fight you, but here is Lei Ze..."
The chirping babies neighed, and thousands of small chirping babies swam out of the ravine, converging towards the shadow, and their ominous power was gradually growing.
"Daozhang Wu, have you discovered it?" Li Kuchan asked.
The more difficult the environment, the more opportunities there are for forging the golden body of Buddhism. The power just now was too violent and Li Kuchan felt that he could not resist it, so he did not dare to have other thoughts. Now that the pressure on the two of them has been reduced a lot, he also has other thoughts.
"Have you ever seen a person swimming in the thunder?" Wu Liujia asked.
The painting spirit Mingying absorbed all the power of the broken Mingying, and its body became solid again.
"Your physical body can be constantly reunited with the power of thunder, but your heart can't be constantly reborn."
Ming Ying in the painting was originally the Lord of Lei Ze. He was beheaded by Lu Daoxuan and his heart and flesh and blood were taken away. He then painted with the spirit sacrifice technique and became the painting spirit.
Fortunately, Jiang Yan had quick eyesight and quick reaction. He grabbed the scroll with one hand, but what he didn't expect was that the phantom of a python in the scroll was biting towards him.
The power of thunder became more and more violent, but after Jiang Chan's training in Lei Zezhong, his body was already immune to thunder, so he reached the bottom of the lake without spending too much effort.
This self-rotating scroll is none other than one of the three pythons swallowing the sky left to him by Lu Daoxuan.
Once such a ferocious beast returns to Leize and uses the power of this place to regain its peak, it will be like a dragon returning to the sea and a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests. No one can restrain it anymore. I am afraid that the entire southern Xinjiang will be unlucky.
Just when Jiang Yan was about to leave, his bookcase Qiu Zhong opened on its own, and a scroll flew out of it, trying to escape into the ravine.
After entering Leize, the power of thunder activated Mingying and allowed him to regain his consciousness, and then he wanted to break away from the shackles of the scroll.
Seeing Li Kuchan's fiery eyes, Wu Liujia also had some guesses about what he wanted to do. It was just to use the decline of Lei Ze's power to induce thunder to fortify his body. This was also an opportunity for him. After all, this place was also a perfect place for practicing thunder techniques.
Good place.
"What did you say?"
"Lin Yueshen!"
Ming Ying used countless small snakes to reshape his physical body, while Jiang Gu used endless thunder to condense the Dharma, and a huge body stirred up huge waves.
In Ming Ying's eyes, the figure of Jiang Gu at this moment began to overlap with that of the arrogant Lu Daoxuan back then. That person was still like his inner demon, making him dare not resist. Ming Ying was so horrified that he turned around and tried to escape into the ravine.
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How could Jiang Yan give him a chance? He scratched Mingying's body with a big hand and held the weird heart in his hand.