Stealing The Heavens

The 187th chapter of the Thunder Magic (first)

The sky is full of thunder and flying, except for the Thunder. The air is filled with the stinging charge of the skin, and the other heavens and auras disappear. Large and large arcs form a tens of thousands of screens in the air, silent and whirling like a ghost in the air, and countless such screens are filled with sight. This is a desperate Thunder Hell. .

The Thunder was suspended in the middle of the tens of thousands of miles of the void. This is his territory. This is the world of thunder that he built with his own powerful Thunder magic. There is no other aura of heaven and earth in addition to the power of the Thunder, and this environment is also the true face of the Thunder family.

The body flashed brightly and brightly, and the Thunder hardly resisted the rejection of the world's laws of heaven, but this did not prevent him from waving two huge currents in his hands, like two long whips facing the front hundreds of miles away. The white mountain king and his party smashed their faces and smashed their faces. The current is like the limbs of the Thunder can be driven at will, the two currents condensed into a long whip has been compressed into a solid, the current bursts into the air and makes a dull bang, the ones that shake the side of the White Mountain King The generals of the nine-star peak of Tianjing and the priest eardrum of the Yang-level peak split, and the blood dripped down the earlobe.

Two white priests around Baishan Wang provoked the fingertips, and more than thirty thin and light bones flew out, and they were blown into a large black light to protect these defensive generals and priests. The White Mountain King shouted, and a large dark liquid oozes from him. On his body, he forms a set of black armor that is as smooth as an insect carapace. The shape of the armor is extremely strange, and the arc is extremely long. The elliptical axe, which is densely entangled near the joint, produces many sharp long thorns.

Putting on this heavy armor, Baishan Wang looks like a man-made big beetle, and even two extremely long tentacles on his head grow out. He held a heavy single-edged axe in one hand, and the volley leaped for more than a dozen miles. The double axe tore the air and swung over the two huge lightnings overhead.

The Thunder's world rejects all other heavens and auras, and only the power of Thunder exists. However, like Baishan Wang, who mastered the practice of the human body forging the body, the master of the ancient world, his demand for the outside aura is almost zero. Relying on tyrannical physical strength, he can fight against any strong enemy, including the two lightning bolts above his head.

The short axe and the lightning struck together, the glare shrouded the whole world, and the huge roar of the priests and generals behind the White Mountain King flew backwards. The body of Baishan Wang spurted out numerous electric awns with a thick thumb and a few tens of miles. The horrible thunder blasted his armor and slammed his armor. The layer of armor is turned into ashes, but more black liquid juice emerges from the body of Baishan, and it has condensed into a new armor tissue.

Baishan Wang Yangtian shouted, and a striking electro-optic spurt in his mouth. Thunder's Lei Jin has slammed into his body, scurrying in his internal organs. However, Baishan Wang is one of the most powerful princes of the ruling party. His cultivation is also extremely horrible. His internal organs have been tempered like purple crystals, and Lei Jin is in his The internal organs were swaying, but his viscera was slightly shocked and he was spurted out of the body.

"Thunder!" Baishan Wang stared at the thunder and snarled: "This king has heard of your name! You are the most overbearing of the many devils in the Outland, and you are the pioneer of the Thunder Devil! Ha Haha, in the past few years, in order to seize the blood sacrifices of the Pangu Continent, you have contacted many of the great family members! But they can't satisfy your appetite. What did Tan Lang kid use to impress you?"

The Thunder took back two electric whip, and he underestimated a finger: "The little guy just started to sacrifice with the flesh and blood of the immortal, which makes this seat very happy, so promised that he only gave me enough sacrifices, I will be the ancestors of their family. Originally, I thought that it would take at least thousands of years to get the sacrifices needed for this seat. Who knows that he actually used the flesh and soul sacrifices of all the creatures of a whole planet. What?"

Weird smile, Thunder shook his head and said: "The tens of billions of creatures, not just humans, there are a lot of demon and human monks, there are countless worms, birds and beasts, too much, Unable to count the creatures! You have so many family members, and occasionally sneak a **** sacrifice once, that is, killing hundreds of thousands of soul sacrifices, where is it comparable to his handwriting?"

The scalp of Baishan Wang and the many priests behind him numb, and I felt that my hair was erected. Don't use all the spiritual sacrifices of a planet? No wonder he can summon the fierce **** like Thunder to come to the body! Baishan Wang can recruit the real body of ghosts, which is also the life of his loyal subordinates of more than 20,000 yuan Pangu Tianjing. The ghosts are enjoying the worship of Baishan Wangyi from generation to generation, and the side of Baishan Wang. The deep friendship has made it difficult for me to come.

But don't you? He just screamed softly, and the Thunder fell to the world!

"All the creatures of a foreign domain planet!" Baishan Wang's eyes are red, and he rushed to the Thunder. The two short axes awkwardly pointed at the Thunder's head and slammed it: "This is a confusing thing, he actually dared to violate Emperor ban! He..."

Baishan Wang wants to use the harshest words to blame this behavior, but his accusation is very weak. He has done a lot of flesh and blood sacrifices. If he says that he is against the ban, he does a lot more than he does. Because he couldn’t blame him for occupying the moral high ground, Baishan Wang became more and more mad, and he tried his best to smash the Thunder.

The two short axes suddenly exploded when they were dozens of feet away from the Thunder's head. The Thunder's hand had a strange trident. The twisted long plaque consisted of black thunder, and the thunder condensed into a crystal. The same material, faintly visible to an extremely long, unidentified creature's spine, with hundreds of knots, is embedded in the long handle. Each spine is covered with countless runes and shines with brilliance.

The short axe of Baishan Wang’s hand is obviously far less than the long handle of this handle. The Thunder’s understatement pierced the white axe and the short axe immediately smashed into pieces. Baishan Wang snorted, and a large piece of shattered light was blown up on his finger. His finger skin was burned to a small piece, and some blood oozes from the skin and drips.

The Thunder smiled, and he thundered the thundercloud that wrapped his whole body, and a large ray of light spurted out of the dark clouds. He smiled and snarled at the White Mountain King: "Do you really want to fight hard? The little guy just wants to entangle you in this seat, hey, don't you be so desperate?"

When Baishan Wang’s eyes turned, he was about to talk. The Thunder suddenly shouted and slammed into the heart of Baishan Wang. He screamed: "But for the flesh and soul of the three Taiyi Jinxian, this seat should also be good for sale!"

The long scorpion is like a flash of light, and there are dozens of feet away from the chest of Baishan Wang. Lei Jin is excited in front of Baishan Wang’s chest. A large piece of plasma is sprayed out. The armor of Baishan’s chest was suddenly burned. A huge hole. Baishan Wang’s angry curse screamed, and he actually turned and left, giving up the desperate thoughts of the Thunder.

With the repair of Baishan Wang, if he wants to escape three or five Thunder, he can't stay with him. After all, he is in the realm of Taiyi. Unless it is more than ten times the number of people, even if he has an overwhelming strength advantage, it is hard to be really hard. A too B. The white mountain king ran away without looking at his face. The long cockroach wiped his body and wiped his half armor into pieces. It exploded in the plasma and became a myriad of fires, but the long scorpion was only torn behind the white mountain king. Opened a small gap and turned his two skins into coke.

The Thunder screamed: "Budget, you actually escape!"

The body shape flashed, and the Thunder trail appeared directly in front of the White Mountain King, and the face was stabbed again. The White Mountain King still does not play against the Thunder. He just sneered and continued to use his body to escape. Here is the world of Thunder's Thunder magic. The Thunder has the power of dominance in this small world. He can appear anywhere with his own mind and attack the enemy by any means.

But the White Mountain King is like a muddy oily one. Just let the Thunder kill him. He just stunned his head and fled. He threw him into a skewer several times, but he was not able to stab him every time.

In just one breath, the Thunder and the White Mountain King have already played hundreds of faces. The Thunder attacked one by one, and the White Mountain King escaped. The two men rolled up and smashed a large phantom at high altitude, which seemed to be extremely lively but Not much effective.

The two great priests who followed the White Mountain King and were trapped by the Thunder in this side of the world, screaming at the time of the White Mountain King and the Thunder, had already arranged the nine white bones with the help of the dozens of warriors and the priests. Into the altar. These altars used the spine bones and leg bones of the altar to form a pedestal. The head of the altar was used as the main body of the altar. Each altar was floated with three baby's skulls, which were filled with rot from the accumulation of years. The phosphorus fire extracted from the corpse, the green light of the evil spirits spurted out from the seven cymbals of the lamp, and the glory of the square was full of gloom.

After the succession of the nine altars, the warriors and priests who helped the two Tongtian priests to disguise were stripped of their clothes. They stood in front of the altar in the trio, and they took out the knives forged from the black volcanic rock. They systematically wiped a knife on their forehead, as if they could not feel any pain and completely lick their skin. Come down. Then they were like a singer to solve the cows, and they smashed their own viscera one by one, and took out their internal organs one by one. The neat code was placed on the altar.

The evil spirits rushed into the sky, although the Thunder had banned all the heavens and auras, but the technique of this spell does not need to mobilize the heavens and the earth.

Two Tongtian priests cut open their left wrists, and the sorrowful green juice continued to flow from the blood vessels. They whispered the curse, and twenty-seven complete human skins suddenly made a sharp whistling sound. They stood up and turned into evil spirits like a savage green cockroach. They flew to the Thunder.

The Thunder who is chasing the White Mountain King is not guarded, and these people are firmly attached to the body.