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"It's time to go through the double thunder disaster."
Luo Yun was overjoyed.
Just as Lei Gong said, he spent a total of 60 million spiritual crystals, soft and hard, coercing and luring, to borrow Lei Gong's natal magic weapon-Xianyuan Leichi!
Fortunately, the private money hidden by Lei Gong was discovered by Dian Mu recently, otherwise he would not agree to borrow the talisman of his life if he was killed. This is a matter of life and death.
Luo Yun didn't just think about making money during this trip to experience the Emperor of Heaven, but racked his brains to get through the double thunder tribulation and asked many gods before he got the most economical way.
"Wow!"
The brilliance of the Qiankun instrument flashed.
The Thunderbolt wood prosthesis appeared and was installed on his severed arm.
The thunderbolt wooden prosthetic limb filled with immortal lightning has even changed the style of painting, with the thunder light looming and the electric arc winding around, it is very mighty and domineering.
Afterwards, he came to the altar of immortality, and took out the Xianyuan Thunder Pond.
[item name]: Xianyuan Leichi
[Item Details]: The natal magic weapon of General Nine Heavens Lei Gong in the Heaven Realm absorbs endless fairy thunder, refines it into thunder water, and stores it in the pool. It contains supreme divine power and can be used as the power source of the artifact.
[Item Quality]: Innate Spirit Treasure
"Clatter"
A treasure pool larger than a standard basketball court appeared on the altar of undead. There was no thunder and lightning rushing in the pool, only the sound of gurgling water.
"Is this Lei Shui?"
Luo Yun took a look.
The water in the pool is a blue-white clear liquid with shining silver lights and rising blue mist. You can feel the terrifying energy contained in it from a long distance away. It will blow up the entire mountain, sea, cave and sky!
"It takes a lot of mana to turn thunder into water."
"I'm afraid that once an ordinary monk goes in, it will be like tender meat in a frying pan, and it will be fried in an instant, turning into fine powder and settling down."
Luo Yun was a little timid for a while.
Using the Thunder Pond to cross the Thunder Tribulation, the effect is very good!
But it takes a long time, and you may have to lie in the thunder pool all day long, let the thunder water temper the soul bit by bit, the degree of suffering is definitely beyond the tolerance of ordinary monks.
However, thinking of the words of the Jade Emperor, he turned his heart and soul out of his body. He bent backwards and somersaulted for two and a half weeks, then turned for two and a half weeks and jumped into the Thunder Pool, with a difficulty factor of 3.8.
In the next second, heart-piercing screams resounded over the altar.
"Ahhhhh".
Fortunately, Luo Yun told Lei Gong in advance that he had a disciple of a monk in the thunder disaster period who was going to cross the thunder disaster, and asked him to suppress the power of the thunder pool.
Otherwise, if I jump down, it will be burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and my soul will be scattered.
Even so, Luo Yun was tortured so much by Lei Chi that he couldn't bear to live.
It hurts!
Unimaginable pain!
Luo Yun gritted his teeth to pieces and his voice became hoarse. If he hadn't set up a large sound insulation array in advance, Jasmine, Garfield and the others would have been terrified.
"My lord"
Ba watched from above, all terrified.
I don't know how long it took, Luo Yun finally couldn't hold on anymore, his consciousness became drowsy, and he fell asleep.
A shadow giant claw fell in time, picked him up, and protected him in the palm.
"My lord, where did he get such a magic weapon? It's too scary"
When Luo Yun regained consciousness, he was lying on the grass by the river.
The primordial soul has already returned to the body, and every corner of the body can be felt like a tide of severe pain and weakness.
"Whewwheeze"
"I actually fell asleep? I actually fell asleep in the Thunder Pond?"
Luo Yun was lucky that he did not die, it must be Ba who saved him.
"My lord!"
Sure enough, Ba appeared beside him, "Are you okay?"
"It's okay, thanks."
Luo Yun tried his best and gave Ba a grateful look.
Afterwards, Ba protected the law for him, he supported his body and sat up, and took out a elixir to restore the original soul from the Qiankun instrument.
This elixir, called Sanhua Healing Soul Pill, was made by Laojun himself, and it is very expensive!
Fortunately, he made a lot of money by live broadcasting, and he was not short of money. Otherwise, it would take half a year to heal his injuries, let alone explore the secret realm of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor.
"Hoo"
Luo Yun opened his eyes before he had enough time to pee.
"As expected of a top elixir, Sejun personally refined it, it's too powerful"
"The injuries have all recovered?"
"Okay, let's go all out and refine the Thunder Essence, and enter the Pure Yang Stage!"
Thunder spirit!
Ba Du helped him collect them. The quantity is extremely huge, equivalent to the amount of thousands of monks from the lower realms crossing the second level of lightning calamity. It can scare people to death if they say it.
At one or two o'clock in the morning, around midnight, Luo Yun finally refined and devoured the last piece of thunder essence, his eyes opened wide!
"Boom!"
An unimaginable storm of soul power swept across the river!
The river in the back, which is nearly 100 meters wide, actually stopped flowing, as if time had stood still!
Actually not.
It's because the soul power released by Luo Yun is so overwhelming that everything within a radius of ten miles, even the movement speed of spiritual energy, vital energy and air, has slowed down by a hundred times.
"Thunder Tribulation Second Stage, Pure Yang Stage, finally completed!"
Luo Yun got up excitedly.
No matter how much this process cost, 100 million or 200 million, he felt it was worth it.
The him now is completely different from the him three days ago.
"My lord!"
"Half an hour ago, Miss Qi'er asked me to bring you a message. The seal of the Mausoleum of the First Emperor has been seriously loosened, so you should rush over immediately after waking up."
Suddenly, Ba's voice came from above.
"good!"
Luo Yun's figure flashed, and at a speed ten times faster than before, he precisely passed through a Rashen Gate and returned to Chang'an City.
"Put this thing here, is it okay?"
Ba turned his head and glanced at the Xianyuan Leichi on the altar, and fell into deep thought.
Luo Yun was in a hurry to explore the Mausoleum of the First Emperor and compete for Qin Shihuang's treasure, and completely forgot about it
Lei Gong was insane.
?Because Luo Yun agreed, he only borrowed it for half a day, and now the whole day has passed.
Chang'an City.
Lintong District, at the northern foot of Lishan Mountain.
The common people who lived nearby moved out two days ago, and many monks gathered in this area, staring at the entrance of the closed hall with fiery eyes.
Comparing with three days ago, the black mist surrounding the palace gate has faded a lot, but no one dared to test it, and everyone knows the truth of shooting the first bird.
Everyone is waiting!
This group of people, who have emerged from various trials in the secret realm, are either extremely talented, or insidious and cunning, and they are not ordinary people.
"Miss Qi'er, why hasn't the suzerain come here?"
"The imperial mausoleum is about to open!"
Somewhere in the city.
Yun Zhiyuan anxiously sent a voice transmission to Jiang Qier.
She only has the cultivation level of the Thunder Tribulation Stage and does not enter the secret realm, but she is afraid that Luo Yun will come late, and all the treasures in the secret realm will be snatched away by others.
"This guy, ran back to retreat at a critical momenthas a headache!"
"Crap!"
Jiang Qier rubbed her temples.
She did not appear, but was in the invisible state of the shadow.
"The seal of the imperial mausoleum, please hold on for a while, at least until the suzerain comes"
Yun Zhiyuan prayed silently in her heart.
Perhaps it was too boring to wait, two rogue-like guys followed Yun Zhiyuan and walked over from a distance.
One is a smoker with a cigar in his mouth, constantly looking at the looming thighs between the hem of the cloud paper kite skirt.
One was a drunkard who smelled of alcohol, carrying a beer bottle, with a wretched smile on his face.
"Star Yun, we are your fans."
"Hey, the entrance is closed for half a day, we are too bored to wait, can the big star sing a song for us brothers to refresh ourselves?"
The two hooligans asked with a smile.
"roll!"
Yun Zhiyuan's face was icy cold.
However, she didn't say this scrolling word. She thinks it's dirty to talk to this kind of low-grade stuff.
It was said by her personal bodyguard.
"Chick!"
The long sword marks fell on the feet of the two ruffians, less than three centimeters away from the toes in their flip-flops.
"Cross the line, die!"
A handsome figure holding a sword stood beside Yun Zhiyuan.
"Miss Zhiyuan, don't be afraid, I will protect you."
The man is in his early thirties, holds a sword in one hand, has a clear appearance, and wears a Taoist robe of water and fire, which marks his identity as Yunqiong's disciple.
"Um."
Yun Zhiyuan nodded slightly, but there was a trace of disappointment in her heart.
And what happened here quickly attracted the attention of hundreds of monks.
Now Lintong District is quiet, any disturbance will attract attention, not to mention the goddess Yunzhiyuan.
"This bodyguard of Yun Zhiyuan is a bit powerful."
"You don't know him?"
"I don't follow stars, and I haven't seen them. Judging from their posture, they should have a Vientiane cultivation base."
"His name is Sun Yueyan, one of the Eight Heroes of Yunqiong, and what he holds in his hand is a three-star treasure flying sword!"
"The Eight Heroes of Yunqiong? Zhao Xuanqiao, Qian Fanzhou, Sun Yueyan, Li Guoxi, Zhou Fushan, Wu Luoting, Zheng Yanggu, and Wang Youhu! These eight are the most precious group of elite disciples of the Yunqiong Sect. Acting as a bodyguard for a star?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com);And what happened here quickly attracted the attention of hundreds of monks.
Now Lintong District is quiet, any disturbance will attract attention, not to mention the goddess Yunzhiyuan.
"This bodyguard of Yun Zhiyuan is a bit powerful."
"You don't know him?"
"I don't follow stars, and I haven't seen them. Judging from their posture, they should have a Vientiane cultivation base."
"His name is Sun Yueyan, one of the Eight Heroes of Yunqiong, and what he holds in his hand is a three-star treasure flying sword!"
"The Eight Heroes of Yunqiong? Zhao Xuanqiao, Qian Fanzhou, Sun Yueyan, Li Guoxi, Zhou Fushan, Wu Luoting, Zheng Yanggu, and Wang Youhu! These eight are the most precious group of elite disciples of the Yunqiong Sect. Acting as a bodyguard for a star?" (Remember this website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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