The fierce animals on Zhuque mountain roar more manic. They have never felt this killing opportunity.

Ling Hao no longer hesitated, rose to the sky, flew up to the clouds, looked up at the thunder brewing in the sky.

All of a sudden, dark clouds covered the roof, and the rain poured down.

Nine lords and ministers looked down upon Ling Hao.

"Is he going to defend himself against punishment?"

"It's terrible."

"My mother-in-law, I don't want to cut him to death. If there is an artifact in his hand, he may be able to resist twice. But ho ho, where does this man have it? There is only one end to him, and there is no bone residue left."

"I think so. Let's wait and see."

The Lord of the ancient moon sighed, thinking, you are still too young, what is the punishment? It is the power of heaven.

If the human body can compete, then heaven should not exist.

Son of heaven, I hope you will understand the truth that wood is beautiful in the forest and wind will destroy it in the next life.

There is a little melancholy in the heart of the ancient moon Lord at the moment. This hero comes from his country.

Such a person should be famous in the world, worshiped by thousands of monks, but he has to find his own way.

Pathetic, pathetic.

Standing on the top of the sky, Ling Hao's hair is scattered by the wind, and a pair of ice eyes look to the cloud.

"Punishment, ha ha, I resisted in ancient times. After 100000 years, what can you do to me?"

His body appears golden, just like the Buddha in the world, so that the people below quickly block their eyes with their hands.

The sky thunder clicks and falls.

Ling Hao's arms stretched out to catch the thunder overhead.

The violent purple thunder poured into his arm, making it slightly numb.

The power of thunder and lightning poured into his body, and the current made a sound.

"Well, let these thunders let me practice the immortal body of the sky thunder."

The immortal body of Tianlei, like the holy body of gods and demons, is born for the purpose of cultivating the body.

The spirit and spirit infuse the body, while the immortal body is forged by the power of thunder.

Finally will let the body sublimate, immortal!

The reason why he dares to pour thunder into the body is that the body has been strong to a certain extent, and the punishment can be hard to resist.

Ling Hao sat in the void, only to see frequent lightning falling on his head, and finally disappeared.

"Why?"

"Why hasn't he died?" The emperor was shocked. Don't say that there are so many natural punishments, but one of them can't be resisted by people!

The Lord of the ancient moon is also a great doubt.

They were confused and confused.

It seems that the terrible thunder and lightning in the face of Ling Hao's incomparable gentleness, is it an illusion?

It must be an illusion, because the punishment is more terrible after that!

The most important thing is that under the punishment of heaven, there has been no life.

"Look!" "What's that up in the sky?" someone shouted

"Heaven punishes! God, this is the way of heaven. Only when the thunder and lightning can't die can it come out in the form of punishment. "

"This boy will die!"

All eyes fixed on the sky, the sky above, the dragon and phoenix dance.

Zhang Yaozhao rushes to Ling Hao.

All of a sudden, the water and fire mingle, the sky is a sea of fire, the other side is a flood of water.

This scene stunned everyone.

Lying on the ground, ridiculing the wind, Jain, Zhun, Jiaotu, Zhun, Pulao, lion dragon, captive ox, Zhun, Zhun, Zhun, Taotie.

In the archaic times, the animals showed their ferocious faces.

The roar is incessant, the chaos is full of breath.

"Good come!" Linghao's face is beaming. Tianlei has just stepped into Xiaocheng. He is still lamenting that there is too little punishment, or there is still hope to enter the realm of Dacheng.

I didn't expect that punishment would turn into punishment.

All of these animals have the supernatural power of ancient animals, but they are not real animals, but the magic power of punishment.

This is to kill yourself.

"Heaven, heaven, are you conscious or unconscious?" Linghao murmured, and no longer hesitated. First, he rushed to the dragon and Phoenix who were opening their teeth and dancing their claws. With a big wave of his hand, he grasped one of them. From his two palms, the supreme power came out. He only heard the bleak sound, and the faucet opened and bit Linghao's palm. Linghao's claws were torn apart, but he could not hurt Linghao.

In the end, they were reduced to thunder.

The force of lightning rushed to Ling Hao's body.

"What is he doing?" The voice of the Lord of the ancient moon trembled.

"He refined the dragon and the Phoenix!" The emperor said incredulously.

"That's right. I can't be mistaken. It's the magic of punishment."

A crowd of ignorant force looked at the sky, one after another feel incredible.

Punishment is the power of heaven. Can people do it?

Finally, in the eyes of these people, we can see that the ancient animals were refined one by one by Ling Hao, and his bones were crystal clear for each one.

The whole body is glittering like an immortal.

"I didn't expect that, God has given me a great creation! It broke through the eight heavens of daohuang at one stroke. Such a terrible power can't be compared with nirvana. "

Ling Hao smiled and said, "let's go."

The dark clouds disappeared and emptied thousands of miles. Only the broken palace showed that everything was true just now.

"Mr. Ling, I think we should go to Shura city. No matter how dangerous the front is, we should not give up everyone." Longsheng, the Lord of the ancient moon Kingdom, said.

The emperor also said, "yes, I agree with what brother Gu Yue said. It's not a matter for us to talk about war on paper."