Eternal Sacred King Chapter 145: The Power of Thunder

　　 This foundation-building cultivator had nothing but a means, but he failed to display it. Su Zimo was slashed under the sword formation with a mask!

　　 hum! Hum! Hum!

　　 Liuhe Sword Array burst out sword auras, helping the little fat man smash many flying swords and rescue him.

　　 At this moment, the little fat man has an extra wound on his body.

　　 "It's okay, my skin is thick and thick, big brother, be careful, don't worry about me." The little fat man shouted without looking back, and continued to charge.

　　 Leng Rou did show the strength of a large disciple. Although he did not practice the secret technique of the sect, but with a lot of talisman, he actually resisted the siege of the nine mid-foundation cultivators!

　　 Of course, these nine people obviously didn't use their full strength. They just had the mentality of a cat and a mouse.

　　 Cold and soft, unmoved, there is no danger for the time being.

　　 On the other side, a dozen or so cultivators have turned their attention to Su Zimo, besieging them with all their strength, flying swords through the air, and bombarding them with spiritism.

　　 No matter how strong the Liuhe Sword Formation is, it cannot withstand the power of so many foundation-building cultivators. In a blink of an eye, it is already shaky.

　　 "Haha!"

　　 A foundation building monk laughed and said: "I want to see, how long can your little trainer last!"

　　 "Roar!"

　　 The person's laughter did not stop, and a dark figure suddenly appeared next to him, biting on the person's throat, blood gushing out.

　　, it was Linghu who waited for an opportunity to fight, and as a result, the life of a monk in the early days of foundation construction.

　　Although the spirit tiger is only a spirit beast, if the foundation-building cultivator gets close by him, it would be more fortunate.

　　 This is why Dieyue once said to Su Zimo that the demon cultivator is the easiest to leapfrog and kill opponents.

　　"Beast, you dare to be wild!"

　　 Several foundation-building monks yelled and exploded spiritual skills, the surrounding spiritual energy rolled and surged, and they slammed into the spirit tiger fiercely.

　　The power of spiritism, with the strength of the spirit tiger, there is no way to resist it.

　　 Su Zimo narrowed his eyes, avoiding the stabbing flying swords, throwing out the Liuhe sword formation, coming first, blocking the spirit tiger, and intercepting several spiritual arts.

　　 Boom!

　　 There was a loud noise.

　　 Spirituality collapsed, and Su Zimo's Liuhe sword formation finally couldn't support it, no matter how hard it was to condense and form.

　　Six flying swords scattered on the ground, the light dimmed.

　　 Linghu is so clever, he quickly slipped behind Su Zimo at this opportunity, stared at a pair of tiger eyes, and looked fiercely at the dozen foundation-building cultivators on the opposite side.

　　 "Boy, the aura in your body is exhausted!" A monk sneered in the early days of foundation building.

　　 It has been a short time since the battle between the two sides broke out, but Su Zimo has resisted too many flying swords and consumed a lot of spiritual energy. At this time, there is indeed not much left.

　　 "I see how arrogant you are, die for me!"

　　 A foundation-building monk pinched the Ling Jue, pointed at Su Zimo far away, a fist-sized fireball condensed out, rushing in, still in the air, the air has been scorched and crackled.

　　 Su Zimo's eyes were bright, and he suddenly reached out his palm and grabbed it toward the oncoming fireball.

　　 "Looking for death!"

　　 Seeing that Su Zimo dares to resist spiritual arts with his bare hands, a kind of foundation-building monk can't help but sneer secretly.

　　 Su Zimo slowly urged the blood vessels, a blazing thunder light flashed in his palm, densely packed.

　　 "Huh?"

　　 "What is that?"

　　 "The power of thunder and lightning!"

　　 The pupils of many foundation building cultivators shrank, and they kept exclaiming.

　　 Snap!

　　 The fireball was crushed by Su Zimo's palm, and the aura collapsed and turned into invisible.

　　 The monk who saw this scene turned in an uproar.

　　 The grey-robed monk frowned, watching this scene in disbelief, and muttering to himself in confusion: "Thunder surgery? Isn't this person a gas practitioner, but a foundation-building monk?"

　　The grey-robed monk used the spirit sighting technique, and carefully probed Su Zimo again: "Yes, it is the 9th layer of Qi Condensation. Could it be that this person has practiced some kind of hidden realm?"

　　 "No, no!"

　　 The grey-robed monk shook his head again: "When you release the thunder technique, why don't you feel the aura fluctuations?"

　　The gray-robed monk breaks his head even if he breaks his head. The source of Su Zimo's thunder technique comes from his own blood!

　　Su Zimo's aura is indeed exhausted, but the lightning power in his blood is still there.

　　"Hey!"

　　 At this moment, the small crane in the sky was repeatedly in danger, and the blood-eyed crow had torn out multiple wounds on his body, and he uttered a rapid cry.

　　 Although Senior Crane didn't say anything, Su Zimo knew in his heart that Xiaohe could follow him out and wander around, naturally because Senior Crane trusted him.

　　 And now that Xiaohe is in danger, Su Zimo didn't even think about it. He burst out with all his blood, and there was a wave of surging waves and surging waves in his body, which shocked his mind!

　　 Just under the eyes of everyone, Su Zimo's figure suddenly soared, and his whole body swelled in a circle, bursting into his green shirt, and covered with thunder and lightning, crackling chaos.

　　 Su Zimo is like the possession of Thunder God, with the killing intent in his eyes condensed, and the momentum is terrifying!

　　 "What!"

　　 Until then, the grey-robed monk's complexion changed drastically, and he finally realized that the situation was not right.

　　 Su Zimo pointed toward the sky, his eyes burst out with murderous intent, and he softly shouted: "Thunder!"

　　 Click!

　　 Ping's first thunder blasted.

　　 A blazing thunder light fell on the group of blood-eyed crows, and the electric light snaking like a snake spreads dazzlingly. Pieces of blood-eyed crows were directly electrocuted and fell from mid-air like a black rain.

　　 The many foundation-building cultivators present were all startled by the deafening sound of thunder~IndoMTL.com~ The nine foundation-building cultivators who were besieging cold and soft stopped subconsciously.

　　 Lengrou took this opportunity to take a breath, dripping with fragrant sweat and almost exhausted aura.

　　 The little fat man took the opportunity to kill a monk in the early stage of foundation building, smashed the giant axe, and directly split the person in half, splashing blood all over!

　　The power of thunder technique is too strong, almost exterminating the blood-eyed crow in mid-air!

　　 Xiaohe was energetic, and the remaining blood-eyed crows were not enough to pose a threat to it.

　　 At this moment, Su Zimo backhanded out a long knife with flashing cold light from the storage bag with his backhand, and flashing cold light in his eyes, stepped forward, grinned at the opposite monk Zhuji, and said:" The battle has just begun!"

　　This step took two feet away, and instantly came to the many foundation-building cultivators.

　　噗! puff!

　　 Su Zimo made a backhand. The two only felt a flower in front of them, but they didn't react yet. Two big heads were thrown high, and the blood squirted wildly.

　　 "Ah!"

　　 The remaining monk who built the foundation paled in fright, exclaimed, and subconsciously retreated back.

　　 "Can you run!"

　　 Su Zimo chased and killed him with a knife, like a tiger entering a flock, slashing left and right, blood flashing continuously.

　　The cold and soft little fat guy looked dumbfounded.

　　 In the early stage of foundation construction, the monk under Su Zimo's knife, like a fish, has no power to fight back.

　　 Even if flying swords, talismans, and even spiritual arts were sacrificed, they were all cut to pieces by Su Zimo!

The 　　 Marrow Marrow Chapter Xiaocheng, Su Zimo's power is enough to kill the early stage of foundation building, not to mention the Leiyin Washing Marrow Sutra in Leiyin Valley.

　　 This is a crush on strength, without any skill at all.

　　 Even the spiritual skills of the monks in the early days of foundation construction can't match the power of Su Zimo's bloodline!