Clan Cultivation: Starting with Liver Experience

Zhila!

Thunder beats, and the shadow of death completely submerges consciousness in an instant along with the thunder.

Liang Ling and others looked at the silver-purple wave filling their eyes and tried their best to strengthen their defensive skills.

But even if it has been strengthened to the limit, facing this terrifying wave of thunder, it is still like a piece of white paper that is easily broken.

Facing the thunder that represents ultimate destruction and extreme speed, even several great monks who transformed themselves into gods in a hurry were unable to protect Liang Ling and others who were hundreds of feet away.

Before he could finish his words, the violent thunder was already coming.

The skinny old man who rushed over had his eyes broken, and his bearing as a Feng Lord was gone. His will connected with the wind and sand world, and his tyrannical consciousness arrived at the location of Lu Ya and the others almost in an instant.

But the next moment, his movements stagnated, and even the strong wind surging throughout the sand world stopped in the air.

The other monks who transformed themselves into spirits also stopped what they were doing and looked at the battlefield where Lu Ya and the others were in disbelief.

Lu Ya stood there as before, holding his hands in a hollow shape, looking up at the sky curiously.

He could feel that above his head, there was a huge amount of spiritual consciousness entrenched, and it seemed that it would pour all its energy into him violently in the next second.

‘Is that the strength and size of the spiritual consciousness of the monk who transforms into gods? ’

Lu Ya sighed secretly in his heart. This was the first time that he stood opposite the cultivator of the Transformation God and faced the horror of the cultivator of the Transformation Spirit.

Compared with Lu Ya's indifference and curiosity, Liang Ling and the others felt numb and had a strong sense of trance.

Within their reach, wisps of thunder flowed on their bodies. The ultimate destructive power was restrained in the snake-like thunder. With just a slight touch, their fragile bodies would become like theirs. The body-protecting Taoist magic disappeared without a trace.

Strong, breathtakingly powerful!

Taoist priest surnamed Wang felt a slight burning pain on his skin, and a slight burning smell permeated his hair. His long and elegant hair exploded at this moment, and his mind went blank.

They all practiced the thunder method, so he naturally understood better than the other four how terrifying the thunder he faced was.

This kind of terrifying thunder should not be controlled by the Golden Core cultivator.

How did the fellow monks opposite do it?

However, his doubts were destined to remain unanswered.

Lu Ya just waved his hand casually, and the terrifying thunder poured into Lu Ya's body and disappeared like a swallow returning to its nest.

Without any words of concession or ridicule, Lu Ya just turned around and looked at the several god-transforming monks who were stopped halfway, and then looked past them and landed on Jiang Jiuye.

It wasn't until the thunder disappeared that Liang Ling and the other two people gasped for air, their eyes full of fear and happiness for the rest of their lives.

Liang Ling looked at Lu Ya's back with a complicated expression, but he no longer wanted to compete.

Taoist priest surnamed Wang had fanaticism in his eyes, and he bowed in thanks and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Lu, for your advice."

Lu Ya looked back at him and saw that although he was a little embarrassed, his energy was extremely high, and he immediately said: "Guidance is not a big deal, but you are not bad either."

Being able to react so quickly under the threat of death, among other things, his character alone is much better than others.

Lu Ya came to stand next to Jiang Jiuye, as if everything that just happened had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Hua looked Lu Ya up and down, then smiled with satisfaction and said: "Hahaha, I didn't expect you, Lu Ya, to have such profound thunder skills. Old friends like me are used to this, so I have to treat them well this time." A lesson.”

Looking at Jiang Hua who looked proud, Lu Ya shook his head helplessly.

If Feng Jun and Liang Ling hadn't been there to encourage him, with his character, he would definitely not have done such a thankless thing.

But sometimes, this kind of thing has to be done.

After a few breaths, the others all returned to their original positions, and everyone looked at Lu Ya with some confusion.

What they don't know now is that the young people brought by Jiang Hua this time can no longer be described as simple geniuses. This kind of understatement has crushed several monks of the same realm, and any force can hold it in the palm of their hands. A rare treasure that is afraid of getting too hot or melting when held in the mouth.

And Jiang Hua was actually willing to pull the other party out and meet them at this party specially designed to bring together juniors. The kindness in it was indescribable.

But what did they do?

Do you dislike people from weak backgrounds?

Do you dislike others who may be coveting your own resources and connections?

Encourage your own children to find trouble with others?

To mention any of these things is extremely disrespectful.

But they did all these things. Thinking of this, the eyes of the other three incarnations couldn't help but shift to the skinny Feng Jun and the beautiful woman in palace clothes.

But it's too late to talk about this now. When Lord Feng was embarrassing Lu Ya just now, if they could have stopped him with words and nothing else, Lu Ya's senses would not be bad.

Unfortunately, there is no if in this world.

The thought of a genius who could lead his family to an unprecedented height, but who was missed due to his own vision and inertia of thinking, made the several god-transformation monks present feel upset.

"Okay, the discussion is almost over. Mr. Feng, let's go out and talk."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Jiang Hua stood up and looked at the skinny old man and suggested.

The skinny old man nodded, and then everyone's eyes were dazzled and they returned to the original boat.

"As expected, I will have a detailed discussion with some old friends later. You must remember to take good care of my senior brothers and sisters."

Next to Nangong Ruyi, the peach-faced monk who transformed into a god patiently instructed him. His voice was not loud, but based on the cultivation of everyone present, it was no different than talking in the ear.

‘Old and cunning! ’

The other four god-transformation monks naturally understood that the other party was a drunkard who was not interested in drinking, but after what happened just now, only they, as the owners of the boat, could have a more reasonable excuse to contact Lu Ya.

Jiang Jiuye's eyes flickered for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and he sent a message to Lu Ya: "Lu Ya, I don't need to say more about the backgrounds of these people. You also know a little about them, and have established a good relationship with them. It’s not a bad thing, if you feel bored, you can leave first, no need to worry about anything else.”

Lu Ya was a little surprised. Jiang Jiuye was not like this before he came here. Why now he seemed to be eager to let him leave here as soon as possible.

But he didn't say much, he just nodded slightly to indicate that he knew.

After the instructions were completed, there was no room for the others to operate. Nangong Ruyi's elder waved his hand and took Jiang Hua and the others and disappeared directly on the boat.

Suddenly, only Lu Ya's six Jindan juniors were left on the boat, and the atmosphere became a little awkward again.

I had a fever yesterday and was infected with a virus. I went to the hospital late at night to get fluids. Even now, I am still feeling dizzy and uncomfortable.