Lou Xiaoyi was walking in the thunder and did not feel any difficulty.
It's just a white thunder. Before he achieved the body of the cave elephant, he was already able to resist without any hindrance. Now that he has the body of the cave elephant, it is very easy.
So what if there are more thunders? It’s just the energy of the cave elephant!
His current body has given him the confidence to be a truly top-notch half-immortal. He is no longer the same as the thin-skinned sword cultivator before. Only now can he truly dare to challenge all the heroes in the world, regardless of who you are or what your orthodoxy is. What is the root?
This is a process. In previous battles, he would carefully maintain his undefeated image, but now there is no need for it, because no one can do it!
Compared with the embarrassing battle between him and Xianpeng hundreds of years ago, he has made qualitative improvements in two aspects: Dongxiang body and purple sword will!
It is precisely because of this confidence that he did not care about being a nanny for Lord Linglong for a period of time. Not to mention the resentment caused by the retention of causal memory, even if a real person came here, it would only be a sword ear!
In this mood, I dived deeper and deeper into the high-density thunder pool, gradually approaching the thunder-covered planet in the center!
It was not a planet at all, but an extremely powerful thunder ball. However, because of the clever concealment, the thunder looked as if it were real, and it gave the feeling of hitting a physical planet.
Purgatory of Purple Thunder is in this fake planet, this is what the old man Wenzhi told him personally.
The weak but ubiquitous thunderball surrounded him, becoming more and more dense, gathering into a human-shaped thunderball around his body, becoming more and more bloated, until it was impossible to tell that there was a person inside.
But in fact, others cannot feel the power of thunder and lightning at all, because no matter how powerful the power is, it will be swallowed up completely by his bottomless pit!
He can freely choose how much energy to leave to stabilize his body, or simply export this energy through holes. All white holes and gray holes in the universe are his export outlets!
This is a small part of the applications of Devouring Avenue. It must be admitted that the application in combat or in complex environments is simply unsolvable.
In this way, he moved closer to the thunder planet, carefully circling the thunder star, measuring the strength of the thunder inside it and the maximum endurance limit he chose, to see if there was enough safety margin.
It’s not that I can’t trust the old man Wenzhi, this is his habit, a good habit, a habit that can save lives.
The power of this thunder star is unfathomable!
If a monk is passing by, most people will disdain the white thunder light outside. There are too many thunder phenomena in the main world, and most of them are places that imply the deep meaning of the road. However, the high-density thunder pool is not obvious at all, and it is secretive. They are all in the thunder star in the center.
Even if someone were passing by and could see the anomaly in the central thunder star, they would not be able to crash into it, because other races are not allowed here, only the Lingbao clan is allowed to enter.
The reason why Lou Xiaoyi was sure to come in was because he heard that the old Taoist gave him a pot ear.
He could guess that these might be the old man's real ears, but there was no way to judge the old man's true form through the pot's ears. Is it a pot with a big belly? A pot with a narrow neck? Or a large teapot with a chamber pot?
The old guy refused to tell, and it was hard for him to ask more questions.
With this pot ear, you can freely enter and exit the Purgatory of Purple Thunder, that's about it.
After circling the Thunder Star several times, Lou Xiaoyi collided with him and crashed into the Purgatory of Purple Thunder.
Thunder, changed color here!
Shocking!
The eyes are full of purple thunder, thick as a vat, as fine as rain, circling, flashing like a waterfall, snake-shaped, spherical, tree-shaped, spider-web... everything you can think of and unexpected
.
However, Zi Lei did not kill him!
In this dangerous space full of violent energy disturbances, it seems that every thunder has its own life, its own thinking, and knows what it should do and who it should hit!
Lou Xiaoyi wandered leisurely in the thunder storm, which took him a certain amount of time, because there were extremely strong thunder fluctuations everywhere, and his spiritual consciousness could not reach far at all. Therefore, although the thunder star space is not large, it still needs
Take some time to walk around.
He discovered a total of three places with abnormal thunder, where three innate spiritual treasures were exploited by heaven's thunder. In other words, in these hundreds of years, three immortal kings of spiritual treasures suffered misfortunes and were deposed!
One tower, one lamp, and one inkstone.
This tower among them is of course the Linglong Tower. Although this is the first time Lou Xiaoyi has seen the true form of Lord Linglong, he is very familiar with this aura.
It can be judged in limited answers.
Of course, the most important thing is that among the three innate spiritual treasures, Linglong Tower is in the most unfavorable situation.
In Yideng Yiyan, there are basically only purple thunders, which are trapped in circles, peeling off their millions of years of memory retention and strength accumulation from the treasure body of the innate spirit treasure. This is a long and vast process.
This project is possible because there is no Immortal Frame, but also because of the solidity of the innate spiritual treasures themselves, they have an unimaginable persistence in what they have mastered, even if they are deprived of the Immortal Frame.
There is no power that can take away everything from them in an instant, so we need to use thunder to exploit them here.
This is a normal process after the innate spiritual treasure is deposed. The danger is not big, it is just a procedure, just like a lamp and an inkstone being surrounded by purple thunder, rubbing away what they have gained in the fairy court.
It's different at Linglong Tower! There are so many thunders surrounding Linglong Tower, so strange! It's as if those thunders are conscious! As if they have an sworn hatred against Linglong Tower!
Lou Xiaoyi finally understood this process!
Zi Lei stripped off Lord Linglong's memories and retained them. These memories included countless orders given by Tian Mu during his experience as an Immortal Lord. The result of these orders was that countless evil practitioners were killed. When the memory was stripped away by Zi Lei,
At that time, it did not disappear without a trace, but the resentment formed a conscious resentment Zi Lei under such a special environment, and in this way he took revenge on Lord Linglong!
As more and more memories of Linglong's being stripped away become more and more, Zi Lei will feel more and more resentful, and the pressure will become more and more intense, which will eventually exceed Linglong's body's ability to withstand, leaving him in his originally normal treasure body.
Returning to a state of chaos and suffering additional, irreparable damage!
At the least, the foundation for becoming an immortal will be lost forever! At the most, it will be directly annihilated! This is what the old man Wenzhi is worried about.
It has been nearly two hundred years since Lord Linglong entered Zi Lei Purgatory. Halfway through the exploitation process, more than half of his memory was stripped away, and a lot of resentment towards Zi Lei was released.
Those purple thunders with low resentment will naturally disappear after venting their attacks, but there are always those who are unwilling to die, those who are determined to retaliate, and those who are firm-willed... These powerful purple thunders with resentment are gathering more and more, and they have already caused harm to Linglong Jun, who is struggling in vain. Enormous pressure!
What I insist on is whether I can be crushed by these purple thunders of resentment before the exploitation ends!
