Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 667: Thanks to thunder for practice
"On behalf of the Wen family, I went up and down more than a hundred mouths, thanked the son of great kindness. "i is more and more complete""
Patriarch Wen has a solemn expression and solemnly baggage, as if worshipping a supreme god.
The same goes for everyone below. No one dared to stand and bowed and saluted at Ling Xian. That was a respectful one.
Originally, these people thought that the Wen family could not escape this disaster, and they were already desperate. However, four of the incoming enemies were killed by Ling Xian, and the remaining one became a prisoner, which meant that the trouble was solved by him.
Let’s not say whether there are any follow-up troubles, just to say today’s grace is like remaking, and it is worthy of any Wen family to be grateful to him.
Therefore, they were either in awe or looking at Ling Xian enthusiastically, and bowed to him cherished.
Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled and waved his hand, and said: "Get up all, I promised you Wen's thing, and I will do it naturally. Besides, this is a deal."
"Whether it is a deal or a promise, you can rebuild my Wen Jiaentong, son, and you can afford to bow to you from the Wen family."
The Wen clan smiled, the original worry and despair disappeared, and it was replaced by confidence.
Confidence in Lingxian.
No way, his appearance today is too strong, and the few Nascent Soul powerhouses are not his one-stop generals at all. Even the deputy pavilion master of Tianlei Pavilion, who is known as the massacre of thousands of people, he was helpless to fight back, which has fully proved his power.
So, while being shocked, everyone in the Wen family also saw hope.
"It's up to you."
Ling Xian let out a laugh, and said: "Okay, you clean up the battlefield, I'll go back first."
After finishing speaking, he grabbed the old man with his left hand, tearing the space with his right, and flew towards the back mountain bamboo forest.
And when he unfolded his figure, Chief Wen bowed again, and a word full of respect came from his mouth and from everyone in the Wen family.
"Respectfully send the son."
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After returning to the Houshan Bamboo Forest, Ling Xian immediately began to practice.
He really wanted to try, in the case of thunder forging, how fast the speed of Vajra’s practice would be increased.
Therefore, Ling Xian was running the King Kong not bad, so the old man used the thunder and thunder.
In this regard, although this strong man who claims to be slaughtered by thousands of people is unwilling, he dare not do otherwise. He knew that if he made Ling Xian unhappy, his fate would be broken into dregs.
Therefore, he sighed secretly and cast the thunder to the top.
Suddenly, the originally clear sky dimmed, and a large black cloud quickly condensed and formed, accompanied by thunderous arcs, exuding an extremely terrifying breath.
However, not only did Ling Xian not change his color, but instead he showed a faint smile and urged: "Hurry up, I can't wait."
Hearing this, the old man trembled, crying in mourning: "Yes, I will do it now."
Speaking, his printing method changed, and he exerted his thunder power with all his strength.
"Boom."
The sky and the earth were dim, the thunderclouds rolled, several thunderbolts suddenly descended, and they smashed Ling Xian with a force of destruction.
After that, the method of King Kong's incorruptible body operates automatically, first absorbing part of the power of Thunder, and then using the remaining Thunder to speed up the practice.
"Yes, rough calculations have increased by about three times."
A faint smile appeared at the corner of Ling Xian's mouth as he felt the increasing physical body. Such a breezy appearance, as if it was not the thunder that was bathing, but the raindrops without lethality.
This made the old man agitated, and his fear became more intense. But at the same time, he was also secretly cursing Ling Xian, he had better die under this terrifying thunder.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed.
With the passage of time, Ling Xian not only did not have the slightest abnormality, but was energetic and energetic.
On the contrary, it is the large thundercloud in the sky, which is getting lighter and smaller.
About a moment later, the thundercloud finally dissipated, and the sky became clear.
However, Ling Xian was still unfinished. Although he was hacked for so long, he also felt pain, but the harvest was gratifying.
For a short time, it is worth three days of hard work!
Maybe it doesn’t matter if you just take it out, but over time, it’s a huge increase!
So even if there is some pain, it is worth it.
"Yes, continue."
The corners of Ling Xian's mouth were raised, and the words that he said made the old man's body tremble, and his eyes looked like a monster.
However, the old man didn't dare to violate his words, so he had to bite the bullet and once again displayed the thunder.
This time, he moved cautiously, desperately urging this method, trying to smash Ling Xian directly to death.
"Boom!"
The dark clouds gathered, thundering across the air, accompanied by gusts of wind, slammed Ling Xian fiercely.
The terrifying power swept away, and instantly shattered the surrounding bamboo forest, and even the space was chopped to pieces.
Seeing this, Ling Xian smiled playfully. How can the old man's careful thoughts be kept away from him? But for him, the stronger the Thunder, the better, which means that the speed of practice will be faster.
Therefore, he didn't take action to punish the old man for the time being, but instead used himself to counter the falling thunder.
"Boom boom boom!"
With a series of loud noises, this place was completely shrouded in divine light, and nothing was seen.
"It's best to just hack you to death, it's really not good, even serious injuries."
The old man stared there, expectant and murderous in his eyes.
It's a pity that I let him down again.
When the divine light dissipated, Ling Xian was safe and sound, as stable as Mount Tai. Not only that, his star eyes became more dazzling, and the golden light from his body became more eye-catching, really like a golden **** of war, swallowing mountains and rivers with anger.
This made the old man's pupils shrink, and his face couldn't hide the disappointment.
"This time the Thunder is powerful, but unfortunately, it can't kill me."
Ling Xian faintly spoke, and when he raised his hand, he blasted out with a palm. Suddenly, the old man coughed up blood and was blasted away for several tens of feet.
"Teach you a lesson, remember, stop playing tricks."
"Yes, I remember."
The old man nodded repeatedly, fear in his eyes, except for fear.
One is because of Ling Xian's abnormal body, and the other is because he discovered his own careful thinking.
"Very well, now continue to use the sky thunder, remember, I still have the power of the last time." Ling Xian glanced at the person faintly.
"Yes, son."
The old man smiled bitterly, and the thunderous thunder that had just hit the top was not something that he could display casually. It would take him a lot of origin to do it.
Originally ~IndoMTL.com~ he planned to use this to kill Ling Xian. Unexpectedly, not only was he safe and sound, but he became more energetic. This is really a steal.
"Oh, that's all, let's follow him obediently and wait for rescue with peace of mind."
The old man sighed secretly and put away all his careful thoughts. After that, he urged the source to fully display the sky thunder.
"Boom boom boom!"
The dark clouds will not disperse, the thunder will not stop, and the thunder will fall one after another, providing assistance to Ling Xian.
He bathed in thunder, as stable as a mountain, no matter how fierce the thunder was, he couldn't shake him a bit. Like the Lei Di descending to the earth, it is hard to hurt his body.
In this way, while he is carrying the Thunder forcibly, he runs the King Kong not badly at the same time.
With the help of Thunder, the golden light radiating from his body became stronger and stronger, and his body became stronger.
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