Lin Tianyu was full of doubts, but he did not stop or slow down to think about the reason.
In his heart, Lin Tianyu understood that as long as he dared to stop half a step, not to grasp the exercise, not to speed up the operation of skills, not to quickly absorb the thunder, the next moment, he would be completely consumed by the thunder he saw.
At this time, there were more and more people around Lei Chi.
Lu Zu, who should have happened to have something just now, although he didn't come to the meeting at the first time, finally arrived at the meeting and stood with Lu Feixue all the time.
"Is this man crazy?" On the edge of the thunder pool, some people who had already arrived were surprised and said: "a little warrior dare to enter the thunder pool full of the great power of heaven and earth alone, to temper and break through. How crazy and how eager to die!"
"Yes. Such a powerful thunder, even if the foundation building friars enter, is afraid that in a moment, it will completely turn into fly ash. Jindan friar entered it by mistake and had to hurry out. Even if he is a great monk of Yuanying, I'm afraid he can only be in such a thunderstorm. If he can't hold on for an hour, he has to come out. Otherwise, he will be in danger of his life. But it's such a small state of martial arts in the period of body building... "
"This is death! It is estimated that the next moment, there will be no doubt of death. "
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Finally, around the minefield, more and more people came.
With more and more onlookers, all kinds of discussions are more and more popular. However, no matter who or which small group is talking about it, no one is optimistic about Lin Tianyu, who is in a thunderstorm.
However, Lin's body was no longer damaged in the upper part of the body, and even more seriously, in the lower part of the sky, Lin's body was more and more damaged There is no place, muscle intact place, unspeakable miserable. But what about that? He is still alive and kicking in the minefield, and even, he is exerting martial arts that should not belong to the period of martial arts.
However, one by one came to the people, is still clearly optimistic, he is about to die.
However, from the first said that he will die in the next moment, to now, how many moments have passed.
Indeed, with the passage of time, he is really more and more miserable. But he didn't die after all.
Gradually -
the scene was quiet!
The voice of the discussion, as if it had been startled, was silent as the people around him were more and more surprised and widened their eyes.
At this time, Lu Feixue was already white with fright. He begged Lu Zu several times and said, "grandfather, please hurry up and save Lin Tianyu. I'm afraid he really can't hold on
Lu Zu was not half worried. Instead, his eyes glared at Lin Tianyu and said, "xue'er, don't worry, he can't die!"
Lu Feixue could not calm down at all, and said, "but look at him, he is miserable. There is no good place in his whole body. There are seventeen or eighteen burnt marks on his face. If you don't save him, I'm afraid he won't make it. "