The thunder that came from the Qinglongtai was endless, as if it were endless, counting seven seven forty-nine, and when the thunder stopped, the entire Immortal Realm fell into an incomparably eerie silence, even the Xuantian Palace and the Imperial Palace were no exception.
As the Three Realms all know, when the Qinglongtai was passed down from ancient times, it was the place where the Heavenly Immortals were punished, and the thunder punishment was extremely damaging to the immortal spirit vein foundation, not to mention that the Heavenly Thunder Punishment was too overbearing, and the Ten Heavenly Thunders were enough to seriously damage an Immortal King, even if it was the peak of the Shangjun, it was only fifteen times.
In the heavens and the earth, whether immortals, demons, or demons are all robbed by thunder and promoted to the throne, once the heavenly thunder exceeds thirty-six dao, it is called the Nine Heavenly Xuanlei, which is the only way to promote to the gods, but these seven seven four nine numbers... Not to mention that the post-ancient world has not appeared in tens of thousands of years, even in ancient times.
On the Green Dragon Platform, the young man was dressed in red, and his face was cold as he looked at the thunder electricity accumulated in the air, and his expression was indifferent.
Around him, a meter away from the Qinglongtai, a curtain made of thunder and lightning was born, enveloping the entire Qinglongtai.
Under the dazzling electric light, the young man's cold figure was particularly thin, the cold breath slowly spread, and the thick spiritual power gushed out from him, faintly resisting the thunder and lightning in the sky.
The dark clouds gradually dispersed, and after the thunderstorm, the red figure lying on the Green Dragon Platform seemed to have no sound, Long Dan came out of his body, and the hot dragon's breath began to spread uncontrollably throughout the body, and even the corners of the dark red robe had the illusion of burning.
Although he survived the thunder raid, the faint breath made everyone have no doubt that Qing Mu could no longer fight against the dragon breath that still existed in his body.
It was extremely difficult, even moving the fingertips had to be completed with trembling, but the red figure never gave up.
The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, warm and refreshing, and she didn't even have the strength to speak, she could only vaguely see the slightly moving lips gently spit out two words: "Hou Chi..."
The lightning slowly condensed, no longer descending one by one, but instead the four channels converged in pairs, heading towards the yang gun suspended in the air, and the surging power of thunder and lightning entered Qing Mu's body through the yang gun, and the dragon breath fire light that was wrapped around the body dimmed slightly.
Using the power of thunder and lightning to transform the dragon's breath into an existing one and reshape its body is simply crazy! A murmuring voice came out of Feng's mouth, with undisguised surprise.
After the forty-nine XuanLei in front of him, Qing Mu's body should have been fragmented, and the Spirit Pulse under the dragon's breath was burned, but the most domineering thing in the heavens and the earth was the power of Xuan Lei, he induced lightning into the body, burned the Dragon's Breath, turned into his own, and reshaped the body's spiritual pulse. ”