Unlimited Adventures

Chapter 768: : Thunder of the Void

When the white light was shining, Xiang Yang's heart trembled on the city wall. Fortunately, Luo Tianxin and the others were on the front of the boat, and they had already passed safely. Otherwise, even if there were the twelve supreme beings, it might not be possible. Can withstand such a strange and violent attack.

However, there was a thunder, and there was a hint of joy in his heart. The so-called Thunder Demon Realm is not only demon energy. The most terrifying thing is this kind of thunder and lightning, which is a special vision from the dirty source. Thunder of the Void.

What is the source of dirt? It is a strange treasure from the chaos, which is a bit more precious than the remnant branches of the Hongmeng and the mother-origin Xisha. If you really want to compare, only the real Hongmeng tree and Xitu of these two treasures are above it. As for Yuanhuo, Huangquan and Hao Shenguang are inferior.

This was one of the greatest opportunities in Immortal King Duobao's life, and it was precisely because of the dirty source that he had the opportunity to refine the Hunyuan Dao Palace, the treasure of his life.

In the end, it was also because of the existence of Dirty Yuan that he could safely hide the thirteen Hunyuan gates that sealed the three souls and seven souls at the edge of the thundering demon realm, because Dirty Yuan was a treasure that had to be afraid of.

Originally, Xiang Yang thought that the time was too long and Dirty Yuan did not know what happened. Therefore, only the demonic energy was left in this thunderous demon realm, and the meaning of thunder was lost. Fortunately.

He didn't know that Dirty Yuan had indeed fallen into silence tens of thousands of years ago. After he had inspired thirteen stone gates some time ago, he only woke up after he sensed the aura of the true spirit of Immortal King Duobao, and then he was affected again. Motivated by the art of the three supreme laws, this is the power.

This is also the first time in the Thunder Demon Realm that there has been a thunder of mixed elements in tens of thousands of years...

The sound of thunder is known to the world!

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In the barbarian camp, six royal altars and twelve top altars stand high, and eighteen heads of astonishing spirit sacrifices, the bodies have been condensed into substance, hovering in the air.

In the middle of the eighteen altars, that group of nine-colored strange fire is burning.

When the thunder sounded, the strange fire suddenly stopped beating, and then, the nine-petal flame rushed inward and turned into a colorful eyeball, floating in the air, looking towards the thunderous demon realm in the distance.

Not long after, all the priests heard a strange and long sigh, that was the word of God...

"Dirty source... Duobao... Is he still alive... He is still alive?"

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Inside the Sanqingyuan Temple of North China.

A group of very old priests were praying devoutly in front of a weird-shaped statue that looked like a twisted flame.

Compared with a hundred years ago, this idol is much more majestic. It is covered with fire-red **** patterns, and each **** pattern exudes a dazzling red light, enveloping the idol, forming one. The projection of the giant.

For nearly a hundred years, 70% of the sacrifices originally offered to the Stargate Gate were intercepted by the giant. The massive amount of blood and souls have allowed him to recover a little bit more. For his existence in this realm, even if it is only A trace is already a remarkable improvement.

The giant seemed to be asleep, his chest was still slightly undulating, and his long breathing was extremely regular. When he inhaled for three hours, there was tumbling vitality in his body like a dragon. When he breathed out, it was also three hours, surrounded by flames. It will be brighter, and the projection will become more condensed and true.

With the sound of thunder, the snoring giant was awakened, and slowly opened his eyes. It seemed that because he had just woke up, he could not control his breath. Fire and mist escaped from the seven orifices. There were dozens of people around. Before the priest evaded, his silence turned into small piles of ashes.

The giant didn't care, looking into the distance, his eyes seemed to penetrate the space. After a while, a rumbling voice rang from the temple, with the same divine words: "That guy actually provoke him? Huh, it really is. Troublesome ghost... prepare for the gods to descend from the sky..."

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Nine days away, in the void of nowhere.

Three huge shadows shrouded everything, that is, three huge continents, which have been firmly gathered together at this time.

But where they were connected, there were still time-space cracks rising into the sky, distorting the void into layers of ripples, tearing the entire world apart.

In the air, there is the biggest space-time crack, traversing the void. It seems that a huge wound has appeared in this world, and drops of turbid liquid drip from it, turning into various colors of vitality, floating in the air.

Here, the wind is raging, tearing everything apart, and occasionally huge mountain peaks are sucked up by time and space cracks. As long as one touch, the rocks, which are hundreds of times harder than steel, will disappear without a trace and turn into dust.

But in this environment, two huge arms stretched out from the center, firmly holding the continents on both sides, and the five-colored halos above the arms flowed, neither the cracks in time nor the wind can corrode. Its a fraction.

The thunder sounded for nine days, and the two huge arms did not move at all~www.wuxiaspot.com~ but the halo on the arms trembled violently, as if sensing something.

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On the most central continent, a gray light shrouded a dark space, and a huge black and white building stood in the center.

There is a space in the building, and a tall tower stands at the deepest point. Ding Shuai, Lao Bi Tou, Huang Empress and others are sitting in front of the tower frowning, not knowing what they are talking about.

Suddenly, thunder sounded, Ding Shuai and Old Pen jumped up, staring around in a daze. On the high tower in front, there was a black halo flowing, and in a short while, a human form was condensed. Is an old man.

He clearly seems to be old-fashioned, but his face is very clean, with long beards under his jaw, and the end of each beard seems to have fine sand, small phantoms are struggling there. It is the soul emperor.

He also seemed to have been alarmed by the thunder, appearing outside the Hunyuan Tower for the first time in tens of thousands of years.

The thunder came and went violently, and disappeared after a short while, but whether it was the Soul Emperor or Ding Shuai and others, they were all excited, staring at each other for a long time, and they were speechless.

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In the city of the new abyss, the old pot cover was curled up in the back shell and was asleep, and several charming sea women knelt aside, gently helping him knead his thighs exposed outside the shell.

Suddenly, thunder was everywhere, and the sea water was still unstoppable. The old pot lid suddenly sprang up like a rabbit with its tail stomped on, and looked around in a panic. It took a long time to pat his shriveled chest, Chang Shu Sighed.

"I thought that guy hit the door...no, no...I have done my best to his heirs. No matter how bad the guy is, he can't find me to give up his anger...It must be a nightmare. Hey, that's not right, why are your faces so ugly? What did you just hear?"

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