Situ Mo was frightened and trembled, "what a terrible thunder!"
Just now he was on the verge of death.
"If the yuan God had touched it first just now, I'm afraid it would be a robbery at this time." With the experience just now, situ Mo dared not touch it directly.
Instead, it operates hundreds of physical portals to absorb the power of thunder with the Tao species condensed from three physical worlds and Tao flowers.
Then he slowly picked the spirit grass.
Even so, situ Mo could still feel the terrible power, which was as terrible as a real dragon.
Situ Mo's flesh was crackling like fried beans. He was in severe pain, but he was very happy.
"Such a domineering thunder can't be used to harden the body."
When the power of this spirit grass was completely absorbed by him, the grass directly turned into ashes, and then showed a character.
He is the Immortal Emperor. Naturally, he recognizes this character.
It is extremely complicated, with the power of chaos, but there are ancient voices wandering in it.
"Is this the legendary secret art of thunder?" Situ Mo was surprised.
Then he looked at the appearance of the character. There was a strong breath flowing in the sky. Sure enough, this thing was extremely terrible. The powerful force was vented, and the whole void was shrouded by thunder.
"This character seems to be some kind of rule. As long as the aura works according to the shape of this character, it can derive the power of thunder from the void."
Situ Mo also belonged to Tianlong futu pagoda. The power of law suppressed part of his power and made the wound unable to heal.
"Sure enough, you old man is darker than me."
Situ Mo couldn't help but burst out a rude remark.