C1187

Name:Peerless Pill God Author:Lu Li
Qin Sheng decided to take the robbery alone. Although tens of millions of people have left, what about the strongest storm and thunder?

How about nine to death?

He has no family background and has been targeted by many forces. If he has survived the most powerful storm and thunder, he can make further progress, and his combat power soars, he will barely have the ability to protect himself!

Even the imperial capital of Dayan, which was forbidden to fight, was in danger to Qin Sheng.

Shuzu and Qinzu, the two royal families, hate him very much. If they don't have the absolute strength to leave the holy palace day by day, waiting for Qinsheng will be like a storm of revenge.

"Rumble" ~ ~ "

the sky is oppressive, the six colors rob the cloud slowly grinding, with the terrible power.

There was a strong wind, and the storm of green containing the power of the supreme Rune rolled the mat to the four fields.

"Buzzing" ~ ~ "

outside the star picking building, the terrible green wind is like a spirit beast that has disappeared for a long time. It is so powerful that it hangs a metal storm.

Qin Sheng looks up, looks solemn, and is devastated by wind and thunder. The power contained in the hurricane, not to mention the martial arts in the life-saving area, even the strong ones in the Shenfu area, dare not fight hard. They can only run away and stay away!

Qin Sheng roared. He used the Dragon whale fist. The seal of the fist gave out a bright light and lit up the sky.

In a hot and shocked look, Qin Sheng's fist collided with the green metal storm.

"Bang!"

Qin Sheng flies backward and bumps heavily into a stone mountain. His whole body is embedded in the mountain because of the terrible power.

Qin Sheng felt the sharp pain in his body, and the burning pain of tearing came from the deepest part of his viscera.

Qin Sheng wants to struggle, but the six colors rob the cloud to approach slowly, the wind and thunder rob far has not stopped.

"Boom!"

A red thunder poured down like the sky fire, and the whole sky was red.

The sky is burning, and the distorted temperature seems to tear the void.

It has shocked a large number of runes in the secret area of the sun chasing holy palace. It's so gorgeous that people can't open their eyes.

This is the third and fourth thunderstorm.

After two successive storms and thunderstorms, Qin Sheng had no preparation at all, and was overwhelmed by the terrible red sky fire.

The whole land seems to have been melted by the scorching fire, and the runes, covering thousands of years of history, have been burned into powder and turned into a pile of coke.

"Ha ha, the six color thunderstorm is the most powerful thunderstorm in the world. It's rarely seen in thousands of years." Zang Jianfeng murmurs and smiles coldly from the corners of his mouth. He is a little pleased. Qin Sheng is wan Gaofeng's latest disciple. He is far ahead of his peers in talent and potential.

This makes Ziyang peak have a lot of pressure. Qin Sheng is really too strong. No matter what method is used to suppress it, it is always so rebellious.

But in the face of the strongest storm and thunder, Qin Sheng fell into a big fight, and his life was not long.

The old watchman looked down at Qin Sheng and shook his head constantly. He said coldly, "Qin Sheng, although you are very strong, you are still a little bit worse than the proud son of heaven in nine days and ten places."

"Give up. Although you are good enough, you still can't face the strongest storm and thunder!"

The words of the old man guarding the building were very cold and merciless, which directly sentenced Qin Sheng to death.

Six colors of wind and thunder, this kind of variant wind and thunder, let alone the thirty-six dynasties of the wasteland

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