Rumble!

The waterfall was like a galaxy, deafening and fell from the rocky mountains. Su Ming stood against the white waterfall, and his difficulty in running his skills, closed his cultivation and further condensed his qi and blood.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a huge rock of thousands of kilograms above rolled down. Although it did not fall from the highest point, it rushed towards the waterfall, and it was shocking, with thousands of kilograms. But as long as it hit, it would be at least tens of thousands of kilograms of force.

Su Ming did not dodge and let it hit him.

With a "bang", the huge rock fell and hit his back, making a dull sound, and the white waves soared into the sky, and the vastness of the vastness.

After a while, Su Ming's body became purple and purple, and the speed of qi and blood soothing was not as fast as the speed of blood stasis.

After practicing for a long time, the boy came out of the waterfall where the three rivers gathered.

He went to hunt in the forest and took a sip of the light golden divine liquid brewed from the underworld cauldron. The mist rose. Su Ming sootheed his limbs, his crystal skin emitted a stream of treasure, and his purple blood stasis faded away, making him stronger.

In this way, day after day, month after month, Su Ming went out early and came back late, and was covered in scars every day, but with the Nether Cauldron, he often boiled treasure medicine and drank light golden juice, and he would recover instantly without leaving any hidden injuries.

He used manpower to fight against natural disasters and mountain torrents at the most severe moment when the storm came. He shuttled through the forest and encountered countless poisonous insects, so he cultivated a body that was invincible to all poisons.

Three months passed in a flash.

Su Ming's pot of treasure liquid had been exhausted, and the waterfall did not put any more pressure on him. He was ready to set off and continue his journey.

This period of time, but it is mainly focused on the soul power cultivation level. Under the pressure of huge gravity, Su Ming felt that once his cultivation level was unblocked, it would be easy to break through level 60, and there was still some leftover.

He planned to learn the power of sealing souls in Tang San for two years and cross the continent with his physical strength. Perhaps he would have a deeper and more subtle development of martial arts without relying on martial souls.

After walking for a few days, Su Ming came to a windy and sandy area.

The wind whistled through the empty Gobi Desert, and it was clear at a glance. It did not slow down until it swept across the edge of the forest, but the next gust of wind swept again, wave after wave, sinking into it like a sea of ​​wind.

The soles of my feet stepped on the gravel in the Gobi Desert actually had a numb touch.

Feeling the somewhat familiar strong wind and thunder spirit Qi, Su Ming took a deep breath, and he probably knew where this was.

The memories that the boy followed took a step to a certain Gobi Desert.

He knocked out Tianlan Demon Tiger who rushed over, and looked at the thunderstorm area ahead with a look of surprise.

Rumble!

The sky is covered with dark clouds, is lightning lightning coming? The dense scarlet thunder fell, covering the entire area densely, as if in a sea of ​​thunder.

A graceful green bamboo stands in the vast sea of ​​thunder.

It looks noble and gorgeous, with crystal clear body, and its whole body exudes a faint brilliance like jade. The bamboo leaves on it are exquisite like jade, and the purple patterns in the sculpture make a crisp "sonorous" sound when blowing in the wind, and strands of purple lightning jump.

That is the long-lost purple-sky green jade bamboo.

Legend has it that the purple-Xiao Qing Yuzhu is extremely tough. Every thousand years, it will undergo a baptism of heavenly thunder and a shattered body, and finally break through the cultivation level. It is even more miserable than a ferocious beast of 100,000 years. Of course, this also leads to the huge ultimate origin of wind and thunder and the hard and immortal bamboo body.

Judging from the current situation, Su Ming seems to be about to break through.

A few years ago, it looked like it had six thousand years of cultivation, nearly seven thousand years.

Now when you look at the nine sections of the bamboo body, this is the thunder tribulation and heavenly punishment that has exceeded the ten thousand years of level.

Su Ming scratched his head. It seemed that the Zixiao Qing Yuzhu had its own opportunities, and the strong wind and thunder spirit energy here might also be a helper.

The sea of ​​thunder in front became more and more violent, as if he wanted to break the purple-xiao green jade bamboo into pieces, without giving him a way out.

The green jade bamboo still stands tall, graceful and graceful, and the warm jade-like bamboo body looks unscathed and immortal and hard.

Su Ming waited and noticed for a while.

Speaking of which, he hasn't experienced the thunder tribulation yet. Is it still called body refining before being struck by lightning?

"I want to become stronger." Su Ming cheered himself up and tried to get close to the vast sea of ​​thunder.

When lightning explodes, a large amount of heat energy is released, which can instantly increase the air temperature by 10,000 to 20,000 degrees, and the air pressure can reach 70 atmospheric pressure. Such a large energy has great destructive power. The human body is fragile in front of ordinary lightning, not to mention supernatural lightning.

Hesitate!

As soon as you approached, and to enter the Lei Hai area, Su Ming was stimulated by the current emitted, and his hair was standing upside down.

Fortunately, Su Ming Leize's breathing method has been perfected and has long been used to being struck by lightning.

He used his breathing method and pulled dense scarlet thunder around his crystal-like body. His whole body was like a god descending to earth. Countless electric currents were transmitted from his body, leaving a piece of burnt from time to time.

Su Ming did not use his martial soul to fight against the thunder tribulation simply by using the human body.

After adapting to a group, he officially stepped into the Thunder Sea area.

boom!

Thunder came, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, ghosts and gods cried, blood rain fell from the universe, scarlet and dazzling, endless lightning burst out, deafening.

The boy had a ferocious face, and a large area of ​​charred black appeared in his body, and the overflowing blood instantly qi.

The gold of living creatures and huge vitality quickly healed Su Ming's injuries, and the charred old skin faded away, revealing its crystal and warm new muscles, and then destroyed in the thunder.

There is nothing in the vast area, only the heavenly tribulation.

The boy and a radiant jade bamboo stood among the sea of ​​thunder and began to lie dormant and adapt.

Su Ming inspired the immortal treasure ray condensed on his body, covering his entire body with a faint golden light.

Ah…” The boy growled, and he had reached the highest peak he could reach now, surpassing the past, and all kinds of glows were overflowing all over his body, burning in the scarlet thunder, illuminating eternity!

"when!"

The huge lightning hit him, and sparks flew everywhere, just like a blacksmith, with a clanging sound and a harsh sound.

The thunder tribulation thundered for nine heavens and nine nights. Su Ming adapted to this violent heavenly thunder, and the immortal golden body followed further, and the wind, thunder, and the heavenly will in his body became more diligent.

However, Su Ming vaguely realized that this technique seemed to have some conflict with his own martial soul. Perhaps it was time to create a new method that matched the Lei Ze breathing method of body refining.

The purple-sky blue jade bamboo in the sea of ​​thunder has been destroyed, and only half of the black charcoal stick-shaped left in the charred soil.

No one is the eternal protagonist. There are a lot of Zixiao Qing Yuzhu that has never survived the thunder tribulation in this year. After all, the effect of this thing is somewhat perverted.

Su Ming stepped on the charred land, staring at the black charcoal like a fire stick, and suddenly noticed a faint scarlet current flowing on it, and there seemed to be a trace of vitality under the breath of destruction.

"The autumn wind cuts down the yellow leaves, the wild fire burns the dead grass, the cold wind whistles, and the branches are plucked in spring." Su Ming said to himself, touching him, and sighed and decided to wait here for a while.

Things that are reborn from destruction have some strange abilities, which are not as good as the legendary lightning strike wood.

He gave the fire stick a little bit of life power every day, and he didn't give it much.

day to day.

After a month, the small half of the black charcoal stick-shaped vitality became stronger and stronger. In the end, a part of it faded away from the charred black and sprouted a delicate green bud.

Su Ming was relieved and knew that after surviving the most dangerous moment, Zixiao Qing Yuzhu would be reborn again sooner or later.

But I don’t know if that is considered to be the Zixiao Qing Yuzhu. After all, this bead plant has even destroyed its root system.
Chapter completed!