Chapter five hundred and seventy-two he likes to be struck by lightning
Chapter 572: He likes to be struck by lightning
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The thunderous thunder was forcibly struck down by Li Peicheng with his physical body. His speed and crispness were much better than Lin Chaojian's Zhanlu Sword.
The thunder struck his physical body, making Li Peicheng feel painful and comfortable at the same time. The feeling was really hard to explain.
When one thunder dies, another thunder will immediately appear, so the faster the thunder dies, the faster it will come.
Li Peicheng had just repelled the seventy-sixth thunder, and then seventy-seven ten thousand-foot thunder struck down from the calamity cloud.
After being tempered by two sky thunders, Li Peicheng has transformed a lot of true energy into physical power. Now he is much stronger than when he first carried the thunder. Facing the thunder that was thousands of meters high and coming down fiercely, not only was he not worried at all, but he was also eager to do so.
The thunder falls faster and is more powerful.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The seventy-seventh thunderbolt was repelled by Li Peicheng again without any suspense, and Li Peicheng still stood proudly between heaven and earth as if nothing had happened. To be precise, his waist was straighter now, and his steel-like muscles were lumpy.
It bulges out, and the whole person exudes a terrifying aura, as if the ancient demon god has descended into this world.
Lin San and others attacked harder and more crazily.
Finally, the scarred old man broke through the defense line, and the red circle in his hand whirled out, heading straight for Li Peicheng's neck.
Then Lin San also broke through the defense line, and the golden spear turned into a golden light and went straight to Li Peicheng's chest.
At this time, the thunder in the sky finally showed its power again, tearing apart the calamity cloud with a rumble and striking down.
The scarred old man and Lin San finally showed a smug smile on their faces. Although Li Peicheng was very brave, they never believed that after Li Peicheng had withstood three thunders with his body, he could still catch the fourth thunder.
At the same time, he withstood their full blow.
It's a pity that even in their dreams, they would never have imagined that Li Peicheng would be stronger if he withstood one more thunderbolt at this time.
Now let alone the two of them breaking through the defense line, so what if there are seven or eight more!
Li Peicheng raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth and glanced at them contemptuously. He just raised his right fist and struck fiercely at the rumbling thunder, while his left hand stretched out towards the rapidly rotating ring.
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Bang! Li Peicheng actually grabbed the ring with his bare hands.
The ring struggled violently in Li Peicheng's palm, making a buzzing and shaking sound, but it could not escape at all.
The scarred old man's face suddenly turned pale. His eyes were filled with fear.
Li Peicheng smiled coldly, grabbed the ring with one hand and slammed the golden spear that was hitting his chest.
Clang! A loud noise.
Lin San suddenly felt an extremely powerful force pass along the barrel of the gun to his arm.
Then he clearly felt that his tiger's mouth was cracking, and he could clearly hear the crisp cracking sound of his arm bones.
Bang! The golden spear fell to the ground.
Then Lin San spurted blood from his mouth and flew back convulsively.
Almost at the same time that Lin San retreated, Li Peicheng's right fist had already kissed Tian Lei intimately.
Boom! Boom!
This time Li Peicheng was faster, using only two punches to repel the terrifying sky thunder in everyone's eyes.
There are still three thunders left, but no one among the besiegers thinks that these three thunders can cause any harm to Li Peicheng.
Devil! Devil!
Almost everyone was screaming in fear, looking at Li Peicheng who was looking up at the sky in horror with a ferocious smile on his blood-stained face.
Fear finally defeated their courage, and everyone, including the seriously injured Lin San and the leader Scar, turned around and ran away without hesitation.
All the Lin Chao swords and magical weapons are gone to hell. If they don't run away, I'm afraid that the demonic figure will withstand the thunder and they will have no chance to escape.
"How can it be so easy to escape!" A cold voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth.
When Lin San heard this voice, he immediately shivered all over.
He knew this voice very well. It was the voice of Lin Chaojian, the head of the Lin family.
Lin San didn't even have the courage to look back at Lin Chaojian, and frantically used his true energy to fly faster.
The rest of the people looked back slightly, and were immediately frightened out of their wits.
They saw that Lin Chaojian had stood up at some point. Although he could not leave the place yet because Tianjie was following him, he had eight fiery red formation flags in his hand at some point.
Those cold words came right from his mouth.
After Lin Chaojian took a breather for a while, he finally recovered about 10% of his skill.
Lin Chaojian, who is almost considered a master in the Mahayana stage. Even if he only has one success, he is enough to kill any one of them, not to mention the formation flag in his hand.
Among those who came to besiege Lin Chaojian, who didn't know that the most powerful thing about Mr. Lin was not his cultivation level, but his formation method that shocked the world and weeping ghosts and gods. If this formation flag was displayed by him, they would have no chance to escape.
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Just like Lin San, everyone was frantically using their true energy to fly faster.
But there are only a few people in the entire Shiji galaxy who can escape from Lin Chaojian. At least it will definitely not be them, monks in the integration stage.
Hum! Lin Chaojian's eyes flashed with cold light, and he raised his hand. The eight-pole formation flag immediately flew into the sky, and then swayed in the wind, immediately covering the heaven and earth.
Everyone's eyes went dark, and when their eyes lit up, they had arrived in another world.
The sky and the earth were unbearably hot, and red fire clouds were approaching them on the horizon.
Lin Sandun felt his scalp tingling and his face turned pale. He was Lin Chaojian's shadow guard and naturally knew that this was Lin Chaojian's sure-kill formation, Dutian Fierce Formation.
He once witnessed Lin Chaojian using this formation flag to easily burn three masters of the Tribulation Stage to ashes!
But Lin San soon calmed down. When he saw everyone rushing in and out like headless flies, he said in a cold voice: "This is the Dutian Fierce Formation. Once it reaches its extreme, you and I will all be reduced to ashes immediately."
.If you want to survive, everyone must unite closely, some people use their true energy and mana on the outside to block the fire, and the rest of the people work together to attack in one direction!"
Outside the formation, Lin Chaojian frowned slightly. He had already noticed the huge attack power within the formation. Unfortunately, his skill was greatly damaged and he could not use the formation's power. It was still difficult to kill more than fifty monks in the integration stage.
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"Brother Peicheng, will you still be able to kill people later?" When Lin Chaojian asked this question, he felt his old face turning red.
He was shielding himself from thunderstorms, enjoying the coolness below, and asked him if he could kill someone later. Is this something he, the majestic head of the Lin family, could do?
However, Lin Chaojian really felt that Li Peicheng's blocking of thunder was just for fun, and he had an intuition that Li Peicheng liked to be struck by lightning.
Li Peicheng glanced at Lin Chaojian. He sneered with blood all over his face: "Mr. Lin, trap them for now. After I kill the last few thunders, we will kill all these people together!"
Even though Lin Chaojian had now seen that he had reached the Mahayana stage, he still felt a chill running down his spine when he heard that Li Peicheng said with a bloody face that he would kill everyone before he could even help him carry the thunder.
"Brother Peicheng had better use his magic weapon. It is said that the last three thunders will be stronger than before." Lin Chaojian was still a little worried after all and suggested kindly.
"Hehe, is it true? Great."
Li Peicheng's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this. It was as if a pervert suddenly saw a beautiful woman. He even stuck out his tongue and licked his upper lip.
Oh my gosh, this guy really likes being struck by lightning!
Lin Chaojian immediately shut his mouth obediently, and then tried to regain more strength while controlling the formation flag with peace of mind.
The last three thunderbolts were indeed as Lin Chaojian said, more powerful than the previous thunderbolts, but they made Li Peicheng beam with joy, and he was as happy as if he had found a treasure.
When the last thunder struck down, Li Peicheng simply stopped swinging his iron fist and allowed the thunder to engulf him whole and ravage his body severely.
Lin Chaojian was dumbfounded, his mind was in a state of excitement, and he was almost broken by Lin San and others. The old man was even ready to make a move, and almost wanted to go forward and experience the thunder again in person to see if this thunder had deteriorated and whether it was the last one.
A few sky thunders are not more powerful. They are just silver spear heads to scare people. Otherwise, why can a mere monk in the integration stage use the sky thunders to play with, while he, a master of the late stage of Tribulation, has to be chopped to pieces?
To live or die.
Otherwise, this guy is the illegitimate son of the thunder god in the sky. When he saw his son coming to block the thunder, he bluffed.
No matter how many doubts Lin Chaojian had in his heart, Li Peicheng finally enjoyed the tempering of Tianlei. Although part of the true essence of more than twenty integration-stage monks inhaled into his body still remained in the Meridian Purple Mansion, it was no longer enough to threaten Li Peicheng.
Most of the true energy experienced the battle of life and death, and was finally tempered by the thunder of heaven, and finally completely integrated into the physical body and transformed into the power of the physical body.
Li Peicheng now felt comfortable all over, and every part of his body was filled with endless power, as if he was about to have a fierce fight with Jie Lei. It wasn't until he felt the chill in his lower body that he hurriedly circulated his true energy, and then used the
The guy who was unintentionally excited was suppressed.
Anyway, there were no women at the scene. Li Peicheng turned his true energy and exploded all the tattered clothes on his body. Then he cast a water spell, filled himself with water, washed away the filth all over his body, and then slowly walked out of the storage room.
He took out a clean green shirt and put it on.
Ever since Lin Chaojian took action, Lin Wenxiao and others had nothing to do. They just stared at Li Peicheng with sharp eyes. They even watched him meticulously as he took off his clothes and took a shower in this damn place. Until Li Peicheng took off his clothes.
After dressing up and transforming into a young and sunny young man again, they suddenly felt a chill. They and others had just watched a man take a bath in rapt attention. While Lin Wenxiao felt chilly, he kept thinking silently that his disciple was guilty.
, the disciple is guilty.
"Mr. Lin, it's time to take action." Li Peicheng said with a smile on his face after getting neatly dressed.
"Is this the end of the catastrophe?" Lin Chaojian still didn't believe it, but he couldn't help but not believe it.