The originally somewhat gray sky turned dim for a while, with heavy black clouds pressing down on the ground, suffocating all living things.
"This...could it be heaven's punishment?"
Looking at the gloomy sky, the corners of Feng Hao's mouth twitched, and the momentum of his whole body rose instantly. His body was coated with a faint golden halo, shaking the surroundings.
His thoughts moved quickly and he thought of many possibilities, one of which was... Could it be that he hasn't passed the nine-aperture heavenly punishment yet?
"God's punishment, haha,..."
Seeing him looking so nervous, Mr. Fen laughed loudly, showing no mercy at all. Moreover, the little ball in his arms was also a little commotion, and seemed to be holding back laughter, but I was afraid that offending Feng Hao would not bring good results, so I didn't make too much publicity.
"You brat, what a good opportunity. Now is a good time to understand the way of thunder attribute."
When Feng Hao was still confused, the words Fen Lao left behind turned into a shining light like stars in the sky and penetrated into his forehead again.
"It's a good time to understand the attributes of thunder."
Feng Hao was startled, and for a moment, what he saw in front of him made him understand.
"Pattering..."
The heavy rain poured down, making the scene in front of people's eyes hazy. Thunder was rolling in the dark clouds, and a thunderstorm descended on the earth.
"Uh...it turns out it's raining..."
The expression on Feng Hao's face froze and was covered with black lines, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely again.
Because he had just experienced Heaven's Punishment, he was too sensitive. If he observed carefully, he would be able to find the difference. The concentration of the clouds was different, and the thunder rolling in the dark clouds did not have Heaven's Punishment. The atmospheric charm that destroys everything when it comes.
What a shame.
He bitterly grabbed the object in his arms.
This damn guy, without reminding himself, is actually reading a joke.
"What a pity. If we were to understand the attribute of thunder, it would be easier if we were in the restricted area of the Yan family..."
Feng Hao smacked his lower lip, feeling a little unfinished. Then, the cold aura all over his body was restrained by him, "But it's not bad, it's better than nothing."
"Uh-huh."
Feng Hao, with a faint golden halo, rushed directly into the dark clouds.
"Chichi,..."
In the dark clouds, there was an electric arc flashing, and when it hit him, it made a sound like metal hitting each other, and small sparks were also shot out.
"call,……"
Feng Hao directly ignored these ordinary thunders, and sat cross-legged in the dark clouds. He took a long breath and settled down his floating mind. He was Bao Yuan Shouyi, and his mind was placed around him. Above this dark cloud, I feel the changes in everything around me.
Under his perception, he saw the scene inside the dark clouds. Inside, what he saw were all water droplets, accumulating bit by bit, rolling like a wave. A silver-white electric arc is jumping inside like an elf. When two dark clouds collide, a dowson-white arc will be revealed, and then a deafening explosion will burst out...
Locking on a small arc in the dark cloud, Feng Hao worked hard, imagining that he was the arc, and together with the arc, he was like an elf jumping in the dark cloud, colliding with other arcs, flashing...
"Buzz,..."
In his mind, the strange sound that had been there ever since he opened the nine orifices was faintly resounding, as if there was nothing there.
However, after Feng Hao was immersed in this wonderful situation, suddenly, the sound coming from the nine orifices changed slightly. Although it sounded the same as before, it still sounded different. , now it is resounding more clearly. It is not as blurry as before, and it seems to be gone, but it really exists. Moreover, at first glance, it sounds like thunder and lightning, which is very strange. , seems to be conveying something.
A ray of unknown meaning is emerging within the orifice. At the same time, it spreads out from the brain and even affects the outside world. In the area where Feng Hao is located, the dark clouds become darker and the lightning becomes faster. Already...
However, Feng Hao, who was immersed in all these changes, had no idea that everything about him was immersed in a small arc, and he had transformed into thunder.
I don’t know how long time passed. The heavy rain soon stopped and the dark clouds slowly dispersed. However, it was strange that the dark clouds were still within a few dozen meters of Feng Hao’s surrounding area, and thunder was rolling inside. It was very strange. It was so loud that the surrounding birds and beasts did not dare to approach, as if there was some kind of terrifying monster inside.
At this time, Feng Hao was completely immersed in this area. On his body, there were also some faint arcs flashing out, constantly colliding with the arcs in the surrounding dark clouds, drawing cold arcs. , making some harsh sounds.
At the same time, a special meaning vaguely spread over him, and it was precisely the existence of this special meaning that prevented the dark clouds from dissipating and always shrouding him.
He was like a god of thunder and lightning, floating up and down in the dark clouds. There was also this Dawson cold arc flashing around him, which added to his power.
If an ordinary person saw this scene, they would definitely scream, "The God of Thunder and Lightning has arrived."
One day passed quickly, and the surrounding scene remained the same. Feng Hao showed no sign of waking up. He seemed to have entered a deep sleep, and his breathing was very long.
Three days have passed, and nothing has changed. However, because this is a primitive jungle, there have been two thunderstorms in a row in the past three days.
On the fourth day, the violent thunderstorm came again, wrapping Feng Hao's petite dark clouds...
There was thunder and lightning, and the sky was dark and the earth was dark.
At this time, there was nothing else in Feng Hao's thoughts. He had already entered a state of selflessness. He transformed into a small electric arc, flowing in the dark clouds, just like a thunder elf.
"Rumble..."
At this moment, in his brain, what came out from the nine orifices of the 'Tao Core' was no longer the kind of burning sound that seemed to be nothing, but the kind of sound that sounded like thunder. The groaning sound and the feeling were like the sound of thunder rolling in the dark clouds from the outside world. It was very strange. At the same time, the meaning on his body was even richer, making him seem to be in harmony with the thunder from the outside world. Two become one.
【Fifth update,】
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