My Disciples Are All The Emperor Level Talents

The one hundred and fiftieth floor, above the stairs.

Above the sky, thunder light bloomed wantonly, covering the entire sky.

The endless thunder sea was like the end of the world, and the sky was roaring, as if it was venting its dissatisfaction with something, and it was pouring down crazily towards the land.

The destructive Dao Yun aura filled the entire Immortal Tongtian Mountain.

And facing the endless sea of ​​thunder pouring down.

In the horrified eyes of everyone.

Not only did Xiao Hei not flinch, he did not choose to carry it with the others. Instead, he rushed out from the stairs and rushed straight towards the endless sea of ​​thunder that was like the sky falling!

"crazy?"

Below, Zhuo Cai raised his head slightly, his pupils filled with surprise as he watched this scene.

Even if he was suppressed, he would not dare to be so impulsive.

Although he would not be directly annihilated based on his understanding of Taoism, he would still be seriously injured.

You know, there are more than 800 stairs after that!

If you don't preserve your strength, how can you pass this level?

Han Lu stood behind Qiu Jing, looking at the endless thunder sea above the sky, her eyes flickering.

"If it were you, would you do this?"

Qiu Jing shook her head directly: "Even if I go, I will lose my strength when I am suppressed. I will not be rational for future climbs."

Han Lu also smiled and said: "Yes, we all think so, but this body cultivation is so reckless, or...does he have other plans?"

Qiu Jing was stunned for a moment, took a deep look at Xiao Hei who rushed into the sea of ​​thunder, and said nothing more.

Only Fen Yan knows.

The reason why Xiao Hei did this.

Xiao Hei's body was constantly injured in the sea of ​​thunder, and his skin was torn apart. Under the surge of dark demonic energy, the wounds began to slowly recover.

There was still blood flowing out of the black magic armor.

The speed of recovery cannot keep up with the speed of injury.

See this scene.

Zhuo Cai's worried heart was instantly relieved.

Sure enough, it still doesn't work.

How could he be so perverted that he could bear the power of the Thunder Principle by himself?

But just when they thought Xiao Hei was dying.

Mu Fusheng looked up.

At this moment, the power of thunder in three different colors suddenly appeared on Mu Fusheng's body!

It is the Xuanyin Purple Thunder, the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder, and the Sixty-nine Heavenly Thunder!

And the moment when these three kinds of thunder power appeared.

The endless thunder sea above paused for a moment, and the destructive power it was constantly releasing actually retreated slightly at this moment!

"How can it be?!"

Below, someone was shocked when they saw this scene!

"Can this person's power of thunder actually scare away the Thunder Dao of the Immortal Tongtian Mountain?"

Qiu Jing also had a slightly stern look in her eyes and said: "If it is these three types of thunder, it is indeed not comparable to the power of other thunder."

Han Lu also nodded. At this moment, her face had completely lost the relaxed look.

"The nine thunders of ancient times, the Xuanyin Purple Thunder, the Divine Punishment Thunder, and the Six-Nine Heavenly Thunders, these three actually appeared in the same immortal cultivator. It is indeed a bit incredible..."

After hearing Qiu Jing and Han Lu's explanations, everyone also reacted.

These are the nine thunders recorded in ancient books!

Hasn’t it been lost long ago?

far away.

In the mountains and forests.

The Immortal Emperor was naturally aware of this scene, and couldn't help but glance at Lu Changsheng in front of him, and said: "It's true that none of your disciples are simple. Needless to say, the power of blood in physical cultivation."

"Now, there is actually a disciple who combines three of the Nine Thunderbolts into one body."

Lu Changsheng waved his hand and said: "I don't know, they all cultivated themselves. My philosophy of training disciples is to keep them free."

Lu Changsheng was not lying.

He really didn't know the origin of Mu Fusheng's various thunder powers.

But how could the Immortal Emperor believe what Lu Changsheng said?

He couldn't help but said angrily: "Even this emperor has no way to get the nine divine thunders from ancient times, and there are still three types!"

"You can't say that he got it by chance, right?"

"And even if he gets it, it is absolutely impossible to use his own strength to bring these three kinds of divine thunder together. After all, his current state is not enough."

Lu Changsheng: "..."

Well, okay, I’m too lazy to explain.

I don’t know how many times this situation has happened, where no one believes me when I tell the truth.

So be it……

…

At this moment, three kinds of divine thunder were surging around Mu Fusheng's body. He looked up and said, "Senior Brother Xiaohei, you come out first to recover from your injuries. Let's take turns. I'll be the forward."

Seeing this, Xiao Hei didn't show off and nodded. Under the cover of Mu Fusheng, he escaped from the endless thunder sea and came to Ye Qiubai and others.

Mu Fusheng, on the other hand, took one step forward and stepped onto the first floor!

"Has there been a replacement..."

The people below watched this scene, all staring closely at Mu Fusheng.

They wanted to know how far he could exert this power with three types of divine thunder.

At this time.

The endless sea of ​​thunder above seemed to react, and seemed to be embarrassed and annoyed by the suppression of Mu Fusheng's divine thunder.

Suddenly, the endless sea of ​​thunder roared crazily!

A series of extremely thick thunder beams burst out from the sea of ​​thunder!

Shoot towards Mu Fusheng!

See it.

Mu Fusheng used Xuanyin Purple Thunder to lay a thunder barrier around himself.

Guaranteed not to be hit by sudden attacks.

At the same time, Mu Fusheng pointed his finger towards the thunder beam that was shooting out.

The Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder and the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder turned into two giant thunder dragons!

Crash towards the thunder beam!

Boom!

A head-on confrontation between the two thunderbolts.

The top of Xianyuan Tongtian Mountain seemed to have turned into a doomsday thunder prison.

The aura of destruction fills the entire space!

"Resisted..."

"It is indeed the nine ancient divine thunders..."

However, Mu Fusheng's actions did not stop there.

I saw Mu Fusheng climbing up again.

On his body, there were mysterious ancient characters that seemed to be like talisman and seal patterns appearing between Mu Fusheng's eyebrows!

This striped road, each ancient character, actually exudes a rhyme of divine thunder!

And the moment when the ancient characters appeared.

The thunder beam was dispersed by the Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder and the Six-Nine Heavenly Thunder.

The power of thunder that scattered down was actually absorbed into Mu Fusheng's body at this moment, following the ancient characters on the lines!

Jiujiu Hongmeng Divine Thunder Technique.

It can absorb all the thunder power in the world.

To enhance the mastery of one's own thunder power...

It has been useless before because the power of thunder encountered was too weak.

Now, this pure and incomparable principle of thunder can undoubtedly become the nourishment for Mu Fusheng!