He Has a Dragon

Qu Jinghong, who witnessed the scene in the void with his own eyes, immediately understood the thoughts of the burly sergeant.

That is a sure win!

It was determined that Wang Le would not be able to dodge this wave of lightning attacks, so there was no need to stay for a second look at the results, and he returned directly to the palace.

At this moment, the liquid formed by thunder and lightning poured down from the void, giving people the illusion that the water of the Yellow River came from the sky.

At this moment, Wang Le was like a human-shaped pillar, allowing the fierce lightning liquid to impact.

"Boom boom boom...!"

Amidst the earth-shattering collision and roar, Wang Le, who opened the Vajra Glazed Cover for the first time, was like an angry-eyed Vajra standing on the top of a strange peak, allowing the ferocious thunder and lightning liquid to impact.

At this moment, the diamond-glazed cover could not last more than a few breaths before being destroyed, and these transparent lightning liquids penetrated Wang Le's entire body.

It could be said that every pore on Wang Le's body was attacked by the lightning liquid.

I vow to devour and destroy this monster who has blocked the thunder calamity attacks one after another!

For a moment, Wang Le was covered in blood, skin and flesh were torn apart, so much so that there were cracks in the bones in some places!

If we look at the previous scarlet humanoid lightning attack power, it was equivalent to that of a strong person in the early stages of becoming a god.

Then the all-pervasive and strange attack strength of the thunder and lightning liquid is comparable to that of a strong person in the late stage of becoming a god.

But so what?

You know, from the time he entered the cave space to now, Wang Leke has been sweeping through and killing all the late-stage gods.

Not to mention the late-stage god-transformation monks who were powerfully killed, after all, the opponent's own cultivation here would be restrained and suppressed, and he would not be able to fully display his strength.

But the Great White Snake and the Giant Bear Beast that were killed before were all real great monsters in the late stages of divine transformation.

Although it was a fierce battle, Wang Le won without any suspense.

So the burly sergeant from the Void Palace miscalculated.

Soon, after releasing waves of powerful attacks, the lightning liquid that possessed Wang Le turned out to be rootless duckweed.

Unsustainable, it began to decline rapidly.

At this time, the layers of dark clouds in the sky had all receded and disappeared, and the illusory and real majestic palace also disappeared with it, as if it had never appeared.

After about a cup of tea, the last wave of lightning attacks finally came to an end.

At this time, they saw that Wang Le, who had successfully survived the thunderstorm, was completely changed beyond recognition, with wounds of various sizes all over his body.

Although these injuries looked shocking, Wang Le did not suffer serious injuries in this thunderstorm.

It can be said that there are many minor injuries and no major injuries, but it consumes a lot of mana in the Dantian, so it must be recovered as soon as possible.

After all, in this illusion full of dangerous variables, God knows if the thunder tribulation just left one moment, there will be other attacks the next second.

Wang Le looked up at the void without a single dark cloud, and couldn't help but murmur to himself: "It is said that after this thunder tribulation, the nectar from the sky will moisten the young man's body and make him recover in the shortest time, but in the end there is nothing. As expected here It’s an illusion!”

At this time, when Qu Jinghong saw that the thunder tribulation was finally over, he immediately rushed forward and asked with concern: "Brother Wang, are you okay?"

Wang Le rolled his eyes, first sat cross-legged on the ground, and then rolled his eyes and asked angrily: "It's already like this, is everything okay?"

"Uh!" Qu Jinghong smiled awkwardly and said quickly: "Then you recover from your injuries first, and I will protect you."

Wang Le agreed and stopped trying to push Qu Jinghong. Just as he was about to close his eyes and start healing, he suddenly thought of something, then looked at Qu Jinghong and asked, "Have you seen the treasure palace deep in the clouds in the sky just now? ?”

Qu Jinghong was startled at first, then nodded solemnly and replied: "Although it is extremely rare that such magnificent palaces and other buildings appeared during the thunder tribulation, the ancestors of the sect once opened a forum for us disciples and disciples to preach the ancient law. It was mentioned before.”

After a pause, Qu Jinghong looked at Wang Le with admiration and said: "The power of this kind of thunder catastrophe that appears in the palace buildings is far more powerful than ordinary thunder catastrophes. Only people with extremely high talents can overcome the tribulation." You only encounter them when they happen, and they usually end up dead!"

"Uh!" Wang Le raised his eyebrows slightly and although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Is it so powerful? Why didn't I feel it?"

However, Wang Le suddenly thought that this place was an illusion, and the power of the thunder tribulation produced must not be as powerful as the legendary thunder tribulation.

Just when Wang Le was thinking about it, Qu Jinghong's eyes became more and more profound as he continued: "According to the ancestors, such thunder tribulations are specifically to destroy people who are extremely talented and defy the common sense! "

"Because under heaven, such monsters are not allowed to exist!"

Speaking of this, Qu Jinghong couldn't help but sigh with sincerity: "I didn't expect that here today, Brother Wang would let me see the thunder calamity that has only existed in legends and is a genius who specializes in destroying evildoers."

Wang Le touched his nose thoughtfully, and suddenly said: "The treasure palace and the thunder pool are dead things after all, but a burly sergeant wearing silver-white armor walked out of the palace, isn't it too weird? Miss Qu knows this What's going on?"

Then Wang Le did not forget to add: "The thing that makes me feel most weird and incomprehensible is that the person seems to be looking down at us, with his own thoughts and autonomous abilities, rather than an image or a puppet."

At this time, Qu Jinghong shook his head in confusion and said: "This matter is far beyond the scope of your understanding. We only need to wait until we return to the sect to consult our ancestors, and maybe we will get the answer."

Wang Le hummed noncommittally, telling himself intuitively that even the ancestor of the Great Light Sect could not give an answer.

After that, the two of them stopped chatting. Wang Le began to seize the time to recover from his injuries and at the same time replenish the consumed purple gold mana...

………

Half a day later, Wang Le, who had fully recovered from his injuries, put on a new set of clothes. When he reappeared in front of Qu Jinghong, he saw him asking: "What should we do now?"

Wang Le replied calmly: "Act as planned."

After saying that, Wang Le released Wangcai from the Dharma Eye space with a thought in his heart.

"Let's go!"

While Wang Le put Wangcai back on the ground, he patted the other party's little head and said softly.

"Ho ho ho!"

After Wangcai roared twice, he left the top of the strange peak, chose the previous direction, and ran down the mountain with his short legs.

Wang Le and Qu Jinghong quickly followed without saying anything.

In the following time, the two people and the beast were moving around among the strange rock mountains and forests, going down the mountain in a roundabout way.

Although they were walking in silence without speaking, Wang Le and Qu Jinghong still felt a chilling feeling of fear when they passed certain corners.

It seemed as if there was a pair of eyes staring at me secretly at any time and anywhere.

And every time Wang Le and Qu Jinghong felt this way, Wangcai kept making low growls full of vigilance.