Martial World Chapter 217: The power of the Purple God of Thunder
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The surprise of Mu Qianyu is no small matter. There is a small bottleneck from the forging period to the congealing period. Although this bottleneck is nothing to the genius, it is delayed for several months or even half a year. It's normal.
Don't underestimate the gap in these months. If these months pass, Lin Ming will grow to sixteen.
There is a big difference between the fifteen-year-old breaking pulse condensing period and the sixteen-year-old breaking pulse condensing period.
Mu Qianyu reached the condensate period at the age of fifteen. This is also a first-class achievement on Shenhuang Island, but now it has been Lin Mingping!
Thinking of Lin Ming's civilian status, Mu Qianyuxin cháo fluctuates. What kind of evil is this? Compared with him, even his proud growth process has been lost!
Lin Ming is also very excited. When he was how much, the martial artist in the condensate period was an existence that was beyond sight. At the beginning, his goal was to become an martial artist in the congeal period. !!
I was wondering if I would run True Yuan now and officially break through the condensate period. At this moment, Mu Qianyu said, "Lin Ming, you are relying on the thunder of the purple lotus **** thunder this time. It ’s not an accident to get through True Yuan itself. This is an accident. If you break through the coagulation period, it will cause instability. My opinion is that you should not break through the coagulation period so early and wait until the True Yuan accumulation in the forging period Only when the natural overflow overflows and spontaneously flows into the meridian, this effect is the best. "
Lin Ming was stunned, and immediately clicked nod. Mu Qianyu was right. Before that, he broke through the tendon period and the forging period. The True Yuan overflowed naturally and broke through Realm spontaneously. In doing so, the foundation is the most solid. Otherwise, it is to promote seedlings. Although cultivation level improves quickly, the foundation is unstable. The more you practice, the more difficult it will be.
Mu Qianyu saw Lin Ming obeying his opinions, not arrogant or impatient. Pico nod.
Holding your head a few times to make a bonfire, Mu Qianyu didn't know what to say for a while, and the flames of fire rose up. Chai Xing crackled.
The soup on the fire is tumbling, and the scent is diffused.
However, smelling this thick soup. Mu Qianyu seems to have lost the interest of Ri Pin Yu yesterday, and she understands that it is time to separate.
Her injury is already, and she promised to do it, this short encounter should be over.
The atmosphere fell into silence, the night was thick, there was only the sound of firewood burning and thick soup rolling in the cave. Suzaku also fell asleep. After Mu Qianyu recovered to his peak strength, he was in Suzaku. A large amount of Fire Element True Yuan was injected. At this time Suzaku's wings already began to recover.
"What are you going to do?" Mu Qianyu looked at Lin Ming who was silent all the time.
"Back to my country, there is something to deal with."
"Are you a disciple of Qixuangu?" The closest gate to this place is Qixuangu, so Mu Qianyu would have such a guess.
"It's true." Lin Ming hesitated, but still told the truth.
"Oh ..." Mu Qianyu actually wanted to ask Lin Ming if he would like to join Shenhuang Island. But then there was no opening to the mouth, just one side of the edge makes people betray sect, which is a bit overdone. And this boy can get the current results, presumably Qixuangu has also invested a lot of resources.
"Yes, why do you want to take the blood of Chen Long?" Lin Ming suddenly remembered this question, he always wanted to ask.
"For Huo'er to evolve," Mu Qianyu said. Pointing at Suzaku who was sleeping in the corner, obviously Huer was the name of Suzaku. "Huo'er is my destiny Saint Beast. I am connected to it. Huo'er is about to reach adulthood. To evolve, I need a Saint Spirit Pill. To refine Saint Spirit Pill requires the blood of an adult Saint Beast. Shan, in fact, I brought enough exchange conditions for already, and some blood was not a great loss to Lei Yue, but Lei Ye was still unwilling to exchange, and finally hit, I did n’t expect that Lei Ye ’s birthday There are only less than hundred years, so desperate to fight, it made me suffer a lot ... "
Mu Qianyu said with a bitter smile here, Saint Beast has its own pride, and making it sell blood is indeed an insult.
"Oh, are you going to stay for a few more days and wait for Huo's injury?" Lin Ming lowered his head and was playing with firewood.
Mu Qianyu stunned for a moment. In fact, as long as she continued to enter True Yuan, Suzaku's injury will be healed tomorrow, but when it comes to her mouth, she feels a strange feeling from in the heart. It will take two or three days ... "
"Well, I'll wait for two or three days. I just need to adjust my condition." Lin Ming smiled. The dreary atmosphere just seemed to be swept away. "Wait a minute, I'll hit a few hares. , Sister-in-law, etc., the soup left over from yesterday is not enough.
"Well, okay." Mu Qianyu felt a lot more relaxed, but Suzaku, who was asleep, didn't know that it had been sold by its owner already for some reason. In the past few days, it will continue to endure injuries.
However, even if it knows it, it will be very happy. After an hour, the scent of the barbecue flew out, Suzaku's nostrils moved, and his head was raised blankly. When he saw the golden barbecue on the campfire, his eyes suddenly turned. Shine.
What hurts, feathers, in front of this delicious barbecue, have become clouds.
Time passes quickly. Lin Ming goes out for hunting every day, returns to barbecue, and makes soup. The next morning, Lin Ming encounters a golden beast in the forest.
The golden beast with dark golden body is two feet long, whole body is covered with scale armor, and it is impenetrable.
Xinglong xingyin, good **, this golden beast is the descendant of the dragon and golden armor rhino **.
"It is actually a direct descendant of Lei Yue." Lin Ming was surprised when he saw this golden beast. Thunder Thunder lizards in Thunder Mountain are powerful, but most Thunder lizards are not direct descendants of Chen Long, but separated. For several generations of blood relatives, the 蛟 dragon blood veins naturally faded, but this golden beast looks like it has been born in the last ten years, and Lei 蛟 went out **. The body has strong dragon blood veins, and its strength is equivalent to the peak of Ningmai martial artist. .
"It's too time to come, I just want to experiment with the power of the Purple Astral God Thunder! This is around Thunder Mountain. If you leave this area, you want to find a superb monster equivalent to the peak of Ningmai martial artist. It ’s not easy. "
Lin Ming's finger flicked, a steel needle wrapped around a purple dragon jumped out of his fingertips, and spun slowly, this Correct purple lotus **** thunder's thunder, although it contains an extremely violent thunder force However, from the outside, there is no obvious difference at all. The power of Thunder is highly compressed inside the steel needle, and there is no overflow.
If it ’s not the martial artist with super strong soul power, you ca n’t even see that the steel needle in Lin Ming ’s hand is made of energy, but would think it is a real needle, which is the sign of high-level Thunder Lightning. ——Thunder Lightning transformation.
Energy and mass are originally conceived. When energy is compressed too much, it becomes material.
The pupil of Jin Jinshou's dark gold locks Lin Ming, murderous aura is overflowing, and his perception is dull. He doesn't put the steel needle in Lin Ming's hand at all. It treats Lin Ming as a delicious lunch.
"Roar!"
Golden beast roared towards Lin Ming, sharp claws pierced Lin Ming's throat, trying to tear Lin Ming to pieces.
Lin Ming didn't move, but just flicked his fingers. The Panlong steel needle disappeared from Lin Ming's fingertips instantly. An inexplicable radiance passed Void without any sound.
In an instant, the light seemed to be distorted. A thin purple thread cut the space into two halves. The Panlong steel needle penetrated from the mouth of the golden beast and penetrated behind the body without bringing out a tiny bit of blood.
Jin's body trembled suddenly, his vision blurred for a while, Lin Ming in front of him disappeared, and Jade's body fell to the ground so blankly, his body shook, it seemed that he didn't understand the flash What is the pain of passing away.
It yelled, Zheng Yu slammed at Lin Ming again, just then, the purple snake from his mouth and wounds behind his body, crawling all over the body, manic thunderous force With the scorching thunder fire, Jin Yushou screamed in pain, his body struggling violently, and eventually he couldn't escape the fate of death. Slowly, it fell to the ground and was burned into coke by the thunder fire.
Lin Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Although it had been expected, the power of the purple astral **** thunder was beyond his imagination. It was equivalent to the beast of martial artist, the peak of Ningmai, killing with one hit! Of course, this is mainly related to Jin Dushou's perception of dullness, which did not detect the power of the Panlong steel needle at all.
"The power of the purple astral **** thunder is better than that of thunderfire killing, and the key is not to consume True Yuan. Unlike thunderfire killing, it consumes 30 to 40% of True Yuan after a blow. Now the fire in the seed of evil **** jing Compared with Thunder Spirit, the power is too far apart. The effect of using Thunderfire to kill is not so good. This Thunderfire killing is waiting for me to get the fire of the Huoyan Horde in the future.
Lin Ming thought so, hit a mule casually, and returned to the cave.
Mu Qianyu also tried the barbecue with her own interest. Although Mu Qianyu has never cooked food, she can observe every part of the barbecue with her soul power at all times. With such control, She also burned in the same way, at least not burnt, but no matter how she burned, she couldn't burn the flavor made by Lin Ming.
Hunting, grilling, boiling soup, meditating in my spare time, occasionally chatting with Mu Qianyu, talking about novelty, and the blessed and welcoming life.
That's the morning of the third day. When Suzaku was facing morning sun and spreading his red wings, Lin Ming clearly knew that it was time to separate.
"What do you want me to do for you?" Mu Qianyu just washed his face, looked at the rising sun, covered his eyes with his hands, and said quietly.
Lin Ming originally wanted to shake his head, but suddenly remembered something, saying: "I want to kill a person, he is weaker than me, but I will not kill him too easily, and he stays in the mansion all the time There are people around, I want to kill him, and it is easy to leave evidence to be caught. Is there any way for you? "(To be continued) rq