This is the original realm of thunder, but there are people who can actually walk deep here.
Although the purple clouds and thunderbolts rolled back against the current as they approached the person, they were still thick and majestic amid the continuous roar, causing the figure to be covered with a thick layer of fog, making it impossible to see the face.
This is the place where thunder originates. All the powerful people in the world know the origin of the mysterious calamity, but they are unable to deduce the location of this world. Even if they can deduce it, let alone go deep, they dare not even set foot on it.
Because this realm is enough for the great powers of the realm of destruction to fall here.
Even those ancient beings do not dare to come here. Perhaps these purple clouds and purple thunder will not pose any threat to them.
However, once excessive accumulation occurs, even ancient existences may be damaged. What's more, the most terrifying energy in this world is not these purple mysterious thunders.
It is thunder with other colors, two colors, three colors...the seven-color divine thunder in the depths, and the nine colors at the core.
The seven colors are comparable to the power of destruction. The nine colors have already reached the sky realm, and may even exceed it. After all, the nine-color coercion on the 99th floor of the Immortal Pavilion, even the five-colored ones following the Immortal Lord
Not all Immortal Kings who have climbed to the ninety-ninth level can withstand the pressure of the Nine Colors.
Chu Cheng didn't know that the nine colors in the Immortal Pavilion were several times more powerful than the nine colors in the Thunder Origin Realm. They were condensed and combined by the Immortal Lord.
It's just that in this thunder source world, although there is no terror of the nine colors in the Immortal Pavilions, the vast interface has a power that far exceeds the nine colors in the Immortal Pavilions.
In a sense, this place is many times scarier than the 99th floor of Zhuxian Pavilion. Once surrounded, even ancient existences will not be able to escape. It is very likely that they will also fall here.
But this person found a place that was only rumored in legends, and went deep into the source world of thunder. He wandered around in this sea of clouds filled with the meaning of destruction.
The purple thunder retreated when it encountered it, and the Seven Colors also retreated when it encountered it.
What level of cultivation does it take to achieve this?
The figure dressed in black and white stopped taking a step. He looked up at the sea of clouds, his eyes falling on a distant place.
He seemed to see that besides himself, there was another figure in this world.
This figure is invisible and seems to be integrated with the original world of thunder.
This is the original spirit!
The black and white figure stood in the haze, and suddenly chuckled and said: "Thunder is the most powerful killer in the world, so I came here to see him. I saw him today, but it's nothing."
The voice was a little disappointed, and the sigh made it even more sad.
If these words were known to the powerful people in the world, they would be greatly shocked. Such a dangerous place, which can be said to be a place where there is no life or death, is actually said to be nothing by this person.
Is this person arrogant or arrogant, or does he really have strong self-confidence and strength. Can he ignore this thunder source world?
In the distance, there was a surging tide. This was the anger from the origin spirit. However, even though the origin spirit was furious, it did not bring about a thunderbolt to suppress this person.
"If you want to take action, you can come and give it a try. But you should know that this world may be a place of death for others."
"But here, I can't be trapped in this world." The figure shook his head and said: "Although this world is nothing, you are nothing more than that. But it is still of some use to me."
"I'm just here for a visit and to do one thing. If you just watch quietly, it won't hurt your soul. What do you think?"
As the words fell, the sound of tide surged in the distance again. After a thunder, calm returned again.
The original spirit actually chose to compromise!
There was no more rising and falling sounds everywhere. Even if the ocean was calm, there would still be undercurrents in the depths. But this sea of clouds was completely still.
The clouds no longer fluttered, and the continuous purple thunder intertwined like a network was frozen, as were all the colorful lights.
At this moment, the haze dissipated and the face of the man in black and white robes was finally revealed.
This man has white hair that has not been restrained. In the calm air, his clothes and hair are all fluttering. There are two colors of light in his skin that are constantly alternating, and the luster flows.
This is an extremely handsome young man, with a unique temperament in him. He is like a god at first, but in an instant he is like a devil.
One of his eyes was white, and the other was deep. When he lowered his head, two strands of black and white stretched thousands of miles in an instant.
There was another loud roar, and wonders appeared in the heaven and earth!
This scene is like the scorching sun rising again, breaking through the purple clouds at sunset. A land with a radius of 100,000 miles is calming down again, and the purple color is more turbulent and more ethereal.
This is peeling off, just like peeling off a cocoon, as if the turbidity of a pool of muddy water is being suppressed, and the clear sweet spring gurgling out along the spring eye.
There was a loud roar, and hundreds of meters of seven colors appeared in the sky. The purple ones were shocked. The heaven and earth shook violently, as if a torrent collided, and large tracts of colorful colors poured into the white-haired man.
The curtain is like the setting sun, the sunset is colorful, and the reflection is indescribably beautiful.
But when the sunset was approaching, there was another shock. The gurgling clear spring instantly entered the seven colors.
When water meets color, it is like fire meeting firewood. In an instant, it burns fiercely.
There are continuous wisps of smoke passing away in all directions, making the colorful colors darker and darker.
Ten breaths later, the hundred feet of seven colors finally shattered in the violent sway, revealing a white stripe of light that was no more than one foot long.
This white light suddenly appeared in a hand. It felt soft and warm, as if a small divine dragon had penetrated into the palm of the hand.
This white light comes from the seven-color divine thunder that is comparable to the intention of destruction. However, it does not have the slightest intention of destruction, but is full of vitality.
I'm afraid the world won't know that behind this annihilation of heaven and earth, there is actually a rebirth of spring hidden deep inside.
After the spring thunder, everything comes back to life. This is the business that comes from this thunder.
The white-haired man grasped the bar and looked up into the distance again. He smiled and said, "Thank you! Since you let me intercept this life, I will eventually give you a gift in return. However, you must promise me that someone will step in
In the second step, reduce the Xuan Lei to an appropriate level."
"I know what you are afraid of. As a result, the world has changed greatly, and countless monks have stopped on the road to immortality."
"If my guess is correct, as the God of Mysterious Tribulation, you are no longer able to fully control the thunder in this world. Over time, you will be erased by invisible forces. My return gift is to help you in the future."
In the distance, the sea of clouds surged again, gradually forming a huge figure that penetrated the world. It seemed that it had agreed to the white-haired man's request, so it appeared.
"See you later." When the white-haired man saw the thunder source spirit appearing, he chuckled and took a step back.
When he took a step back, his figure also disappeared in this thunder world.
Only the giant was left standing quietly, looking at where the white-haired man had stood.