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Chapter 105 My image is so good

The three ancestors took out their magic weapons at the same time, and the movements in their hands were constantly changing.

The Third Patriarch is holding a brown sword, and the streaks of blood on the sword are enough to illustrate the powerful killing heart that the Third Patriarch had during his lifetime.

The Seventh Patriarch held a golden giant hammer in his hand. As soon as the giant hammer appeared, it exuded a power that suffocated everyone.

The ninth ancestor held a spear that shone with silver light. He stared at the spear and heard a vague dragon roar.

At this moment, Zhan Wuji's eyes also lit up.

"Ding dong."

"Congratulations on completing your protected goal and winning an S-level lottery opportunity. What do you want?"

"What? Someone is protecting you? Zhan Wuji's face is full of doubts. He has been protecting mankind all along, but now there are three weak ancestors protecting mankind, and they also get this benefit."

"Extract!" Zhan Wuji is a bold person. Since it is sent by the system, he must accept it.

"Ding dong."

"Congratulations on obtaining the D-level, youth status, which can transform you from a child to a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child without causing any harm to your body or causing any harm to your body."

"So cool!" Zhan Wuji almost wanted to slap him to death, and thought to himself: "Sure enough, the system is thoughtful."

At the same time, the three old men also put on a fighting stance, blocking the incoming thunder for Zhan Wuji!

"Seniors, just let me get through this disaster by myself!" A cold word suddenly sounded in their ears.

That was a young man, Zhan Wuji, standing on the ground, looking at the three old men with a look of respect.

His lower body was covered by a tablecloth, exactly where he was sitting just now.

"This?" The people in Team 7 were shocked when they saw an extra young man sitting in the seat that originally belonged to Zhan Wuji. Then they noticed the table below him and suddenly realized it.

"Let's call this little guy 'Invincible'!" The third elder said with blazing eyes.

"Seventh brother, third brother." Jiuzu said with a worried look on his face: "This thunder punishment is no joke. Wuji has just been born. If he is alone, he may be in trouble!"

The third elder stared at Zhan Wuji, with a smile on his face, and said: "I, the Zhan family, are not comparable to ordinary people. Moreover, Wuji was born with the 'Hetian War Spirit', and his physical strength is also extremely powerful.

, Don’t worry, we will protect him right now!”

"Swish, swish, swish!"

The three of them knew very well that Thunder Punishment was both a disaster and an opportunity for them, especially Zhan Wuji, who had just been born and had undergone such a big transformation. If he could temper his body with thunder, if he could

If he is immortal, his physical strength will be unparalleled in this world in the future.

Zhan Wuji glanced at the Zhan family, then looked at the three elders, and said: "Three elders, I am going to go through the tribulation. If I encounter any trouble, I hope that the three elders will not help me, otherwise

The consequences would be disastrous.”

The three elders were all startled by Zhan Wuji's words. How could they not be shocked by a newly born baby with such courage?

The three of them looked at each other and moved at the same time. Rays of light emanated from the three of them, forming a huge protective layer around them, covering them and preventing them from being harmed by the thunder.

"Rumble." There was a violent vibration in the void.

Heaven seemed impatient, and suddenly a thundercloud descended.

Zhan Wuji looked at Lei Ming with no fluctuation in his heart. After experiencing several top-notch leaps, he was no longer the small courier he was before.

"Boom." A loud sound came from the void.

The thunder struck Zhan Wuji instantly with incredible speed.

When the lightning subsided, all the Zhan family members turned their attention to Zhan Wuji, paying attention to his injuries.

They all know that the power of heaven's punishment is simply not something a newborn child can withstand.

There was a soft sound of "Hoo!"

But what stunned them was that at this moment, Zhan Wuji not only had no injuries at all, but actually looked very comfortable.

"Well, the power is good, but too small!" Zhan Wuji closed his eyes. Although it didn't cause much damage, it was a great insult.

"Ava, you have such a loud voice."

"There are actually such cruel and arrogant people in our Zhan clan."

Even the three major families showed a rare smile.

"Boom boom——"

It seemed like she was responding to him, but also like she was angry.

Lightning after lightning condensed in the void. What was originally white lightning now turned golden.

"Third brother, leave quickly!"

Among the three, the slightly younger 'Ninth Ancestor' couldn't hold back at this time and wanted to help.

"Wait a minute!" At this moment, a voice came. The three ancestors were a little worried at first, but looking at his determined eyes, they decided to trust the little baby in front of them.

"Boom." A loud noise sounded in the void.

The three golden lights were condensed and bombarded towards Zhan Wuji.

But there was a hint of joy in his eyes: "Ah!"

Zhan Wuji suddenly shouted loudly, which made everyone a little confused, but when they saw Zhan Wuji's subsequent performance, they immediately shouted that fate is playing tricks on people.

With Tianlei's blessing, he has already shown his ability to transcend levels.

Cultivation, breakthrough.

Cultivation realm, breakthrough.

He broke through.

Don't stop until the inner breath is complete.

"Bang bang, bang bang." Another three lightning strikes struck Zhan Wuji, and this time he was knocked back a certain distance, but he still decided to use the most violent method to resist the punishment of heaven.

He broke through.

Enter concentration, enter concentration.

"Condensing Qi!"

"Condensation!"

"Huh..." He let out a long breath.

As if sensing his strength, Tian stopped attacking him, condensed nine purple thunderbolts, and struck towards him.

Zhan Wuji also felt it. With his current physical strength, Thunder Punishment could not break through his defense, and he sat cross-legged easily.

At this moment, Zhan Cangtian looked at his grandson in stunned silence.

Seeing this scene, he quickly said to the three elders: "Three elders, Wushuang has just been born. I don't know what this means yet. If there are three long and two short, this..."

"Noisy!" A loud shout rang out. The third elder was the first to speak: "If you want to become a great weapon, there must be a bloody storm. I don't believe that a genius like me, the Zhan family, will be attacked by a first-class thunderbolt."

Jie will be chopped to death."

"Boom, boom," a violent roar sounded.

As if in response to their disdain for thunder punishment, twenty-one purple lightning bolts fell from the sky.

Together with the first nine strands, a total of 30 strands of energy, enough to collapse a warrior's soul, were all gathered into Zhan Wuji's body.

"Rumble..."

The dazzling electric light made several Zhan family members around them close their eyes.

The three of them also watched this scene intently.

However, at this moment, an accident occurred.

The three old men took the lead and used defensive magic weapons one after another to attack Zhan Wuji.

"No, it can't be." The ninth ancestor was already impatient, and now he was even more upset.

The three of them watched helplessly as the thirty layers of purple lightning thunder catastrophe destroyed Zhan Wuji into ashes.


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