Chapter 474 King Watanabe

Lu Ming felt his eyes darken and knew nothing.

After some time, Lu Mingcai felt something.

But he didn't know where he was, as if he were floating in an endless void.

At the same time, he felt a tingling sensation from his body, as if an endless current was flowing through his body.

"Where is this?"

Lu Ming opened his eyes with all his might, only to find that it was dark and he could see nothing.

But he could feel the boundless mood rippling around him.

The mood of thunder!

"What a strong artistic conception of thunder. I feel that I have become one with the artistic conception of thunder."

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and he tried his best to understand the meaning of thunder.

His understanding of the artistic conception of lei had advanced by leaps and bounds, which could be described as horror.

He did not know how long it had been, but his understanding of the artistic conception of lei was several times stronger than before.

Lu Ming felt that he had reached a limit, and the next step was to condense the artistic conception runes.

Buzz!

At this moment, the world shook, and Lu Ming felt a flower in front of him. The next moment, he saw him in the air, a palm slapping on the Lei ding.

Dang!

The Lei ding was slightly shaken and a powerful force surged out. Lu Ming could not help but fly back.

Step! Step!...

Lu Ming took a dozen steps back before he gained his footing.

"What's going on? Is all that I've been through just a moment ago?"

Lu Ming thought in shock.

Because that was exactly what he did to the Lei ding.

If that was the case, it would be astonishing.

"Back out and see!"

With a thought in mind, Lu Ming withdrew from the sea of knowledge and looked at the bald man.

The bald man was still breathing, screaming and being corroded by the stench of corpses.

"Looks like it hasn't been that long!"

Lu Ming let out a long breath of relief.

He was afraid that it would be too long before he could make it back to Empire of the scorching sun.

"Wonderful, that Lei ding is really wonderful. It's just a moment. My artistic conception of thunder has actually increased several times. But this kind of thing, can't be two or one. Just now, it was too dangerous."

Before that, Lu Ming really almost thought that he had lost his soul. Fortunately, he somehow managed to survive.

But this time, it won't be the next time.

Lu Ming would not have understood the meaning of thunder in this way unless he had to.

Maybe the soul is really gone, that's the injustice.

"Now, can we begin to condense the mood of thunder?"

Lu Ming's eyes were filled with anticipation.

Boom!

Lu Ming's body exploded with a strong aura, a pure aura of thunder.

Of course, it was only for a moment that the aura of lei zhi's artistic conception was completely restrained.

"Congeal it for me!"

Lu Ming let out a low roar.

Buzz!

The artistic conception of thunder seemed to be connected with the avenue of heaven and earth through the three divine veins of Lu Ming.

In the vast avenue of heaven and earth, there was a road of thunder, which resonated with Lu Ming. The silk thread of artistic conception appeared in Lu Ming's sea of knowledge. After that, these silk thread of artistic conception actually began to converge.

Soon, these lines of artistic conception converged and gradually formed a rune, lei's artistic conception rune.

Not far away, the bald man was stunned and shouted in disbelief, "Condense the rune of artistic conception and break through Wu Wang. This is to break through Wu Wang's realm."

He could hardly believe what he saw.

Before, although Lu Ming's fighting power was incomparably strong, it was mostly based on the fusion of the three artistic conception, and also an incomparably powerful heaven level martial arts.

The single artistic conception is not very strong. The strongest artistic conception of thunder is still a long way from condensing the artistic conception of thunder runes.

But how long, just a few minutes, Lu Ming's artistic conception of thunder, can actually condense the artistic conception runes, this is simply incredible.

"Here, cheat, you cheat!"

The bald man roared. In this case, the bald man could only find the word cheating.

"Damn it, damn it, you actually broke through the martial kingdom at this time, damn it!"

The cold voice rang out again, but this time it was full of panic.

"Go to hell!"

A cold voice screamed, and more than a hundred chains frantically drew towards the sound of the landing.

Boom!

But at this moment, in the sky, the wind and clouds changed, dark clouds gathered, lightning and thunder.

An unimaginable pressure spread.

This kind of pressure is the pressure of heaven.

Heaven's calamity, breaking through the realm of Wu Wang and condensing the runes of artistic conception, must face heaven's calamity.

"Come on!"

Lu Ming suddenly grew up, and the mood of thunder erupted. It was so thick that he turned a blind eye to the more than 100 chains that he had drawn from him.

Boom!

Sizzle!

The next moment, the sky and the earth lit up. Dozens of lightning bolts, which could be as thick as arms, fell from the sky and struck towards the sound of landing.

Along the way, the chains were blown apart by the thunder.

"Ah!"

The cold voice screamed.

"Come on!"

Lu Ming roared. Just then, above his head, an inch long rune appeared, shining brightly.

Boom! Boom!

Dozens of thunders hit the artistic conception runes above Lu Ming's head one after another. The artistic conception runes kept shaking, as if they could break down at any time.

But fortunately, when the thunder disappeared, not only did the rune not dissipate, it became more brilliant and more solid.

At the same time, Lu Ming felt a tingling sensation in his body. A part of the power of thunder robbery flowed through his body through the runes of artistic conception, refining his body and primordial essence.

It was dangerous to break through Wu Wang's territory, but as long as it survived, the gains were immense.

Boom!

In the sky, the dark clouds kept rolling and the roar became louder. It seemed that Lu Ming had survived the round and made it angry.

Dark clouds rolled, lightning flashed and thunder roared, as if a more powerful lightning disaster was brewing.

At this moment, Lu Ming's eyes flashed, his body moved, and he rushed to the side.

Around them, a figure could be faintly seen, which should be all corpses.

Lu Ming's body rushed over, and the cloud above him also followed the sound of the landing, moving over there. The range of the dark cloud, along with the shroud of the corpses.

"Ah, boy, what are you doing? Get out of here! Get out of here!"

The cold voice screamed in panic.

Gee, gee, gee, I'll let you taste the thunder!"

Lu Ming sneered.

It was a very wonderful time to go through a disaster. Every living creature that was enveloped in the disaster would be struck by it.

Moreover, the greater the strength of the living beings, the greater the power of the lightning strikes, but the lightning strikes that struck the people who had gone through the disaster, were the same and would not change.

Therefore, it was difficult for others to intervene when others went through the disaster. No matter how strong their cultivation was or how high their martial arts level was, they did not dare to help others, because that would only cause trouble for themselves.

Therefore, he had to rely on himself to survive.

Zizi...

At this moment, dozens of thunderbolts fell from the sky.

Twice as many as last time.

(The end of this chapter)