Chen Ling has forgotten time, ignores everything in the outside world, and is going crazy to temper himself.
Gradually, his strength increased steadily, and the origin contained in his body became stronger and stronger.
Under the tempering of Thunder, the strength has soared astonishingly.
Even the cracks in the crystal of will show signs of healing.
This made Chen Ling even more excited.
Thunder on Thunder Mountain decreases at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The original divine pattern remained motionless, as if it were an invisible deterrent.
Chen Ling did not notice that deep in the sky above Lei Yuan, covered by endless thunder, layers of black mist gradually emerged, exuding the power of ancient demonic energy.
Buzz~~
The moment the demonic energy came into contact with the thunderbolt, the thunderbolt trembled, and the demonic energy seemed to open a wide mouth, quietly and swiftly eating away at the thunderbolt.
Everything happened without anyone noticing.
Outside Thunder Mountain.
A crack suddenly appeared.
A young man wearing a black robe with three crossed sword-shaped marks on his eyebrows walked out. The marks on his eyebrows were like three-pronged swords, which was extremely strange.
The young man's figure is like a sword, and he exudes a fierce force.
"Um?"
"There are actually monks."
"Tsk tsk, you are really lucky."
Jian San saw Chen Ling in Thunder Mountain at a glance, and immediately grinned, his eyes filled with murderous intent.
"This is……"
The next moment, he realized something was wrong. He saw the original divine mark on the top of Thunder Mountain at a glance. His pupils shrank, the sword spiral shrank, and his face was full of shock.
"Original divine pattern."
"hiss."
Jian San took a breath, his eyes full of fear.
The power of the primitive world is a great threat to the original demon, especially this kind of original divine pattern divine object, which contains the original power of the primitive world.
Although this Thunder Mountain is not bad, the threat to him is much smaller than the original divine pattern.
"Damn it."
Jian San's face suddenly darkened.
If Jian Yi were here, he might not be afraid of this original divine pattern.
But as for him, it is impossible to say that he is not afraid.
Jian San's eyes were filled with magic light as he stared at Chen Ling closely.
A human monk is right in front of you. It would be a pity to let him go.
And judging from its aura, its strength is not weak, at least about seven points.
"Jie Jie."
Jian San suddenly let out a sinister laugh and walked towards Lei Mountain step by step.
On the top of Thunder Mountain, the original divine pattern suddenly trembled, and there seemed to be signs of activation.
This scene made Jian San freeze and curse in his heart.
"Um?"
Chen Ling's heart tightened and he suddenly opened his eyes.
"The First Demon."
The moment he saw Jian San, Chen Ling smelled a strong demonic aura.
"Nine levels."
After killing several first demons with ten points, Chen Ling could tell at a glance that the cultivation level of the first demon in front of him was at least nine points after killing them.
"Human monk, get out of here."
Jian San smiled ferociously and stood outside Lei Mountain and sneered.
Chen Ling had a strange expression on his face, glanced at the original divine pattern and said, "If you have the ability, come in."
Jiansan's face suddenly became distorted.
If I dare to go in, will you still have a chance to speak?
"Jiejie, this original divine pattern really scares me. However, if you don't come out, you will have no chance."
"This entire Lei Yuan has been eroded by our First Demon Tribe, and soon, Lei Yuan will be completely included."
"At that time, even if all the geniuses in your primitive world take action, they will not be able to stop it."
Jian San laughed ferociously.
"What?"
Chen Ling was shocked.
Eroding the Thunder Abyss?
How is this possible?
He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the sky.
Countless thunders filled the air, displaying various colors.
However, he suddenly saw strands of black thread entangled in the thunder.
It turned out to be true.
Chen Ling's heart trembled, and he straightened out of Leishan.
"die."
Jian San's face was filled with joy. As for telling Chen Ling these secrets, it was nothing.
Anyway, he is going to die soon.
The moment he finished speaking, Jian San's body looked like a ghost, and a black sword light appeared through the air, reaching its extreme speed, leaving no time for time and space to react.
"I got the sword so quickly."
"This is the Demon Sword Clan."
Chen Ling's pupils shrank, and the magic sword appeared in front of him in an instant, making him feel chilled all over.
"But it's a pity that you misjudged your opponent's strength."
Chen Ling didn't panic, smiled coldly, stretched out his palm, and caught the demon sword hard in the blink of an eye before it hit his face.
The big hands are like pliers, making it difficult for the sword to penetrate even an inch.
"How is that possible?"
Jian San was shocked, and the overwhelming sword intent suddenly exploded.
"broken."
Chen Ling reacted faster. Power surged from his palm and he squeezed hard.
There was a click, the sword light shattered, and he raised his hand and flicked it.
Jian San cried out in pain and threw himself to one side in embarrassment.
Chen Ling took a step forward and appeared directly behind Jian San.
puff!
A punch penetrated his body, with destructive power, and strangled him directly.
Jian San's eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it until he died. With his own strength, he died so quickly, without even the slightest ability to react.
He is the third-ranked monster in the Demon Sword Clan.
Nine points arrived.
Chen Ling stared at the sky with a gloomy expression.
How dare you erode Leiyuan.
Given Lei Yuan's environment, if it were completely eroded, it would be a terrible disaster.
If the Shimo clan dares to do it, they must have a perfect plan.
There are a lot of black lines in Thunder, which is not a fake.
"Time is running out."
Chen Ling didn't believe that the people outside were not aware of it at all. He ducked into Thunder Mountain, took a deep look at the original divine pattern, and quickly sat down cross-legged.
Three days later.
Chen Ling opened his eyes.
The cracks in the will crystal have been completely healed and even improved.
It's time.
He murmured and climbed to the top of the mountain.
Buzz~~
The radiance of the original divine pattern surged, and terrifying oppression swept over him.
Chen Ling trembled, resisting the pressure and walked forward step by step.
Two hours later, Chen Ling stood under the original divine pattern with a pale face and sweat on his face.
The divine pattern can be touched by raising your hand.
But its aura suffocated Chen Ling, and all his strength was suppressed. (To be continued)