Chapter 137: Three Thousand Lei Yanyi
There is something strange inside!!
The ancient chaos storm condensed by the demon girl in the Fantasy Magic City was obviously extremely weak, but it was peeling and scraping the bones, making Lu Mo's whole body feel like a needle-punch, which was simply torture.
He groaned and gritted his teeth. At least he knew the principle that he could only endure the suffering of the most. Besides, even if he could not understand the three thousand thunder, he could still use it to strengthen his body and increase the strength of his body again. Such an opportunity is already extremely rare.
The evil girl dragged her fine porcelain-like cheeks and looked at Lu Mo lazyly, chuckling faintly, making her beautiful country.
"The Three Thousand Thunders have been weakened and reduced. The Divine Action Ever Changes were not called this name before." Her long eyes trembled slightly like autumn water, and she said softly: "Its original deity should be the winged demon magic power. There are indeed three thousand thunders in the third level, but it is only half. In fact, there should be three thousand thunders and three thousand flames. Therefore, if the third level of winged demon magic power can be practiced, you will definitely get three thousand thunders and three thousand flames!"
"At that time, even if you don't need to step on the sword, you can easily walk in the sky. If you assist in sword control, it will definitely be several times faster than pure sword control." Yao Ji shook her head in memory, threw away all her past memories, and continued to teach him the lack of parts of the martial arts given by the Master of the Gods.
After Lu Mo obtained the complete version of the Winged Demon magic power, he was very excited! For the other monks, after entering the Spirit Sea Realm, they had to spend countless resources to exchange the first magic power, and then they could gradually master it, and this was often done with sect discounts.
After all, supernatural powers are real wealth for any sect and will never be easily granted to disciples. It is necessary that the sect will be slightly generous only after it is completely convinced to tie it to its own chariot, but it is also limited.
When Lu Mo first entered the Spirit Sea Realm, he had already obtained two advanced supernatural powers with infinite potential. If he was known, he would inevitably suffer from red eye disease.
After gradually getting used to the severe pain of the chaotic storm, he calmed down and observed the center of the chaotic storm in detail with his strong spirit.
"One Qi transforms into three purity?" This sentence suddenly appeared in his head. In a slight daze, his eyes suddenly caught a trace of thunder flame in the chaos, and he couldn't help but say to himself: "I can see the three thousand thunders clearly, but what about the three thousand thunders? Is it the ones derived from it...or is the three thousand thunders the previous article, the three thousand thunders is the next article?"
Lu Mo sat cross-legged in the storm, stretched out his palm, allowing the Chaos Storm to cut out scars, but he swallowed a trace of chaotic aura into his bloodline. His powerful spirit was used to peel off the cocoon, and he explored the thunder and flames in the chaos in strands.
The dense chaotic thunders were rushing violently in the void, and the saved flames were hidden in it. As long as his flesh was burning with electricity, endless flames would soon cause wind and waves.
Lu Mo is cruel enough!
He kept experimenting with his right arm until his arm was completely bloody and bloody, and finally his inspiration suddenly appeared!
"Thunder is the Dao Net Vein! Yan is the Dao Net Element!" He suddenly realized: "It should be to train thunder into silk thread to weave the shell of the three thousand thunder flame wings, just like a skin, and then pour the flame into it to make it possess substance. With the powerful explosive power of Yanhuo and the speed of thunder, you can assemble three thousand thunder flame wings, which will be thousands of miles in an instant!"
"You are indeed quite intelligent in magical powers." Yao Ji's exquisite chin was satisfied and smiled.
The Chaos Storm was burning, obviously she hoped that Lu Mo could extract the thunder and Yan among them, condense three thousand thunder Yan wings, and learn the real wing demon magic powers!
Lu Mo quickly took over the control of the Magic Magic Demon City, carefully manipulated the Chaos Storm, and gradually weaved the left and right wings based on the magic tricks in his magic powers. The rolling thunder shone in it, which was a pity.
Then, all the remaining flames in the Chaos Storm were poured into the Lei Yan Wings by him, leaving only a pile of ashes, which were greedily swallowed by the Illusion Magic Demon City.
After comprehensive the magical power of the winged demon, a brilliant light suddenly rose from Lu Mo's backbone. A pair of three thousand thunder flame wings gradually dried in the chaotic storm, condensing into a real demon wing full of delicate and tough lines!
He fluttered his wings hard, soared up in circles, and shouted in excitement in the sky for a while, and then he had already mastered the trick.
With one flap your wings, you can soar for three thousand miles!
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On the bluestone road, the cultivators of the Tianjian Sect were all rushing to the road, but suddenly there was a rapid sound of breaking through the air in the sky, which was eye-catching.
"It should be that there are unsophisticated disciples practicing sword control." The cold Tibetan sword curled his lips.
The elder of the Tibetan artifact beside him and his son Chen Qingliu have been away from the world for a long time. The former has repeatedly opposed Lu Mo, but they have all been defeated. On the contrary, Lu Mo's current prestige is as high as the sun and the moon, so he has to avoid the edge. The latter has failed in a series of plots against Lu Mo, fearing that Lu Mo would find out his tricks and want to take revenge, so he can only be careful and low-key.
Chen Qingliu, who has become a member of the crowd, is no longer arrogant and domineering, and is only submissive. With the collapse of Taoist heart, he was stuck on the brink of the Baoyuan Realm for many years, and has even been surpassed by Zhao Xiangwu, becoming a laughing stock in the sect.
"No, it's definitely not a sword."
A faint denial voice suddenly came from beside him. Ming Qing and Ming Zhe were wearing embroidered golden sword robe and were walking over.
Ming and Qing glanced at the desolate and outdated Tibetan weapon in Mingqing: "Elder, are you safe?"
Mingzhe was straightforward, and although they had some friction with Lu Mo, they were all things that were not allowed to be discussed by outsiders, so they just pointed at the sky with enthusiasm: "How can sword control be so fast? Look at the phantom, it's just a few goals faster than sword control, and it's getting faster and faster!"
Chen Qingliu looked up at the sky. Although he couldn't see clearly, when Lu Mo rode on the Great Yan Sword and practiced the double cooperation between the Three Thousand Thunder Flame Wings and the sword, he opened his mouth in disbelief, as if his throat was stuck by a fist: "It's... Lu Mo!"
Both the hidden sword and the hidden weapon suddenly shrank, and their eyes were so angry that they were slit!
Ming and Qing stroked their beard with emotion: "It turns out that I would rather bully the white-headed man than bully the young man poor. Even if I have been in the Spirit Sea Realm for a hundred years, I can't match it. Who would have thought that Lu Mo already had such magical powers!"
"That's right." Mingzhe sneered and glanced at the three people who were lost, and gloated like a scar. "With those strange wings and mastering sword control, the elders in our Tianjian Sect could never leave him. It can be said that if he fights, he will definitely be invincible! In three years, it is really horrible to break into the Spirit Sea realm from a penniless rookie."
The Tibetan sword looked indifferent. After observing Lu Mo's three thousand thunder flame wings, he left in a daze and was too lazy to pay attention to the hidden weapon beside him who had just been pulled over.
Chen Qingliu gritted his teeth, but now Lu Mo's power is no less than that of the elders, especially his fierce skills in killing evil demons outside the world, which has greatly increased his prestige to an extremely high level, which is no longer comparable to his father.
How can they compete with him? Just look at the hidden sword that had just tried his best to throw them away, and you will know that he has completely lost the possibility of relying on them to turn over.
The angry Tibetan weapon shivered all over!
First, he was hidden by the Master of the Gods because of his conflict with Lu Mo and sent him to guard the remote realm. He endured it for a whole year with grievances. However, after he returned, he was regarded as useless waste by the people in the same trench. He was too lazy to pay attention to it and kicked it off.
He was about to have an attack, but only the terrifying lightning in his eyes was left in the dome. All the anger in his heart disappeared in an instant, leaving only endless fear.
"Will he settle the accounts with us for what happened back then..."
Following the staggering steps, in an instant, behind Cang Lao's hundred-year-old Tibetan sword, Zang Qi and Chen Qingliu also staggered with their heads in their arms.
"It's really... thirty years, Hebei, thirty years, Hebei." Mingzhe couldn't help but sigh: "In the past, they were arrogant and domineering, controlling the authority of many realms, and causing a lot of trouble for the little guy Lu Mo. Many clues are still for sure, but look at their current down-and-out appearance...ah."
Ming Qing sneered faintly: "If I had known today, why would I have to be the first one? Facing a man who would surely soar into the sky, it would be better to invest early like you and me."
Both of them looked at each other and smiled. Since they got along with Lu Mo, the profit they made in the Burning Wilderness was more than several times more than the elders’ tribute! After having sufficient spiritual stones, they even made a step further in the Spirit Sea Realm and reached the perfect edge of the Spirit Sea Realm. This is also the confidence to challenge the sword and hiding weapon now.
Thinking about the appearance of the hidden sword and the hidden weapon, which had a stronger cultivation level than them in the past, is simply sad compared to the current cowardice.
Everything is thanks to the powerful young man in the sky.
"Elder Mingzhe, Elder Ming and Qing Dynasties!" Lu Mo said that Lu Mo would arrive.
When he stood in the sky, he happened to see the two elders looking up at him, so he immediately took Dayan back and jumped down.
"Lu Mo, congratulations on your cultivation of the two-winged magical power. I look at the terrifying speed of your magical power, and your potential will be limitless in the future!" Mingzhe congratulated sincerely. They are all people who know goods, so they naturally understand that if you can burst out such powerful magical powers in the Spirit Sea Realm, they will definitely be stronger in the future.
Ming and Qing nodded and smiled: "If the Supreme Master of the Headmaster knew, he would definitely be highly praised."
Lu Mo shrugged: "I am also about to thank the "God of Changes" given by the head teacher. By the way,... the old thing is mentioned again. I will go to the East China Sea to complete the vow. It has only been more than fifty days since our agreement."
Ming and Qing dynasties frowned and asked in confusion: "It was the Warring States Period when the Nine Dragons fought for the throne. The world was bustling and luck was frequently stolen. The agreement between you and them had long been no one to pay attention to, so why should you be in danger again?"
Lu Mo shook his head and said embarrassedly: "I have mastered the magical power of the Wing Demon. Even though the world is great, I can get it. Besides, my sword is a sword that can only be used to rush to the world. Only by relying on a sword can you continue to maintain your cultivation speed. If you stay in the sect of the Seclusion Sect, you may only accumulate the power of Taoism slowly."
"Yes." Mingzhe agreed with his words very much. Besides, Lu Mo's winged demon magic power is obvious to all. It is indeed a magic power that can save your life. "Why don't we go to see the Supreme Master of the Master together?"
"good."
In the Sword Palace, Yu Shen couldn't help but frown.
"You want to travel around with a sword? But..." He looked at Lu Mo who was smiling, but did not repeat Ming Qingmingzhe's advice. He knew that he must have settled his mind, so he thought silently, and then responded lightly: "Okay, there are still two of your big move talismans. Unless it is a cultivator in the realm of life and death, they should be able to escape."
Chapter completed!