Chapter 428

"Click!"

A clear thunder sounded in Song Qingshu's ear.

A blue thunder snake held its head high in the air and swam hundreds of miles in the air with a burst of light.

A red fire dragon roared and spewed fire in the thunder clouds. The fire light lit up the dark sky and was extremely hot.

A heavy rain is brewing in two-color thunder clouds, and the dark clouds are thick and depressed.

Like a huge black pot buckled above the earth, lightning roared and churned in the clouds.

"It's still too weak. Now the sky robbery is still too weak."

"Today's thunder robbery can't even be called an appetizer..."

Song Qingshu patted away a Thunder Dragon like a Thunder Dragon, frowned and whispered.

Not long after Song Qingshu spoke.

The scenery above the sky changed suddenly, and the lights began to gather together.

The black clouds all over the sky are now pouring towards song Qingshu.

The speed of thunderstorm is getting faster and many have to collide.

The blood clothes of song Qingshu have been split into dust powder.

So he randomly found a spirit armor from the storage bag and put it on himself.

Lingjia was hunting in the strong wind of thunder robbery. Song Qingshu looked at Lei Yun in the face of the strong wind, and his eyes became more and more hot.

"Coming?"

With a soft murmur of song Qingshu.

Tens of feet wide arc appeared in the sky and spread in all directions.

If the sky is splashed with ink, it seems to be torn open one after another, and the golden light suddenly appears in the sky.

"Ka!"

Dozens of Zhang wide thunder arcs hit song Qingshu, shaking him, and green smoke rose from him.

"Chi!"

After the smoke rose, the two-color thunder robbery even gave song Qingshu a chance to breathe.

With a slight hiss, a large piece of silver immediately wrapped song Qingshu.

For a moment, the afterwave of two-color lightning spread among the bodies of song Qingshu.

The thunder arc wheezed in Song Qingshu's ear, making him bristle all over and give birth to a layer of small pimples.

Although song Qingshu looked very embarrassed at this time.

But in fact, song Qingshu had never been hurt by flesh and blood.

"It's still too weak. This kind of thunder robbery can't quench the body and then strengthen itself."

Song Qingshu opened his mouth and swallowed a blue thunder snake, trying to absorb the energy of the natural Avenue directly from the thunder robbery, and then strengthen himself.

But after feeling the rare natural power of the thunder snake, song Qingshu shook his head dissatisfied and whispered a few words.

"Get up!"

After taking a deep breath, song Qingshu continued to fly up with a sharp voice.

Look at the dark clouds on the dome.

Song Qingshu felt that the heavenly power contained in it was like an ocean, manic and uneasy, and seemed to pour down at any time.

When the red light crossed, a strange red dragon shaped arc fell and hit song Qingshu.

Song Qingshu frowned and didn't even give a painful cry. He still flew to the dome.

The dark clouds above the head of song Qingshu are thick and heavy, like millions of mountains sitting down from the sky.

It makes people feel that their chest is pressed by big stones, but they can't breathe.

This is a kind of spiritual pressure.

If ordinary people with weak will stand in the position of song Qingshu.

I'm afraid even if I don't get killed by the robbery, I won't be frozen to death by the vigorous wind.

That mountain of mental pressure will also make people lose consciousness, panic and collapse.

"Hum! It's just thunder robbery and coercion in the incomplete way of heaven. Do you dare to stop me and disturb my mind? "

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and the soul power in his mind surged out, breaking the thunder cloud pressure of his dome in an instant.

"Whew", a sharp blue thunder flew to song Qingshu.

Like a sharp arrow, it fell from the clouds for several miles and hit song Qingshu mercilessly.

"Cough... Cough."

Song Qingshu didn't linger on any vitality shield and didn't deliberately resist anything.

Or.

Since Song Qingshu just stepped into Lei Yun, he has been resisting Lei Jie with his physical strength.

Therefore, although song Qingshu was not injured, the fierce thunder robbery still made song Qingshu feel some pain.

A little pain, but that's all. Flesh and blood never splashed and vitality never disordered.

"Still too weak!"

Song Qingshu gave a cold cry, and then flew to the depths of the thunder robbery.

With physical strength alone, you can resist thunder robbery.

It can be seen that the physical body of song Qingshu has been strong enough to make people marvel.

At least in today's Yuanying realm, the physical strength of song Qingshu has rushed to an unimaginable height and stood on the extreme realm.

Song Qing's writing color was cold and frost like snow. He rushed up into the sky with endless thunder and went straight into the clouds.

At the moment of song Qingshu, there were hundreds of thunder coming from the front.

The thunder that rushed at Song Qingshu didn't come.

Instead, it fell as violently as the snow.

The appearance of thunder directly submerged the position of song Qingshu.

"Oh, no, it's meaningless."

Song Qingshu casually waved the sleeve on his armor and scattered a ray of thunder.

Looking at the slightly scorched sleeves, song Qingshu's indifference turned into a satisfied mood and smiled.

So far, the thunder power faced by song Qingshu has reached the level that Li Zhan and others can be killed at will.

In the face of the thunder that can crush the five levels of Yuanying at will, even song Qingshu dare not trust him any more.

Dare not be conceited enough to let the arc into the body.

"What about the thunder? Come on! "

Song Qingshu made a sharp sound, so the power of Kunyi Avenue appeared in front of song Qingshu.

No matter how fierce and unprovoked the thunder is, how terrible it is.

But there was no way to break through the thin Kunyi power before Song Qing wrote.

The power of thunder can not only hurt song Qingshu's body.

And song Qingshu also constantly guided their power to sharpen themselves.

The thunder blew in front of song Qingshu.

So song Qingshu was pale and gorgeous in front of him.

Very beautiful.

But it is also extremely dangerous and terrible.

If ordinary monks are facing the thunder, then the thunder is undoubtedly a great test between life and death.

But it was song Qingshu who faced the thunder.

So at first glance, this terrible thunder can also be taken lightly.

At least, the thunder arc in the sky can only become the nutrition of the quenching body of song Qingshu in front of song Qingshu.

In addition, although the thunder robbery was dangerous again, it could not hurt even an inch of song Qingshu's flesh and blood.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and swallowed countless thunder in an instant.

Song Qingshu's physical strength has now achieved the goal of turning thunder and light into his own use and gathering the power of lightning to work for himself.

In the thunder, song Qingshu's own skin began to be crystal clear and energetic, and it was obvious that it was getting stronger and stronger.