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Text Chapter 1599 Nine-Colored Heavenly Thunder

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    Three reminders for sacrifice.  Does not use cultivation.  Feel the breath of thunder.  Summon more nine-color thunder.  The first point has been verified, and the third point is unknown whether it can be achieved.  So, what Mo Yu is doing now is to implement the second point.  The whole person relaxes completely, opens all the guard of the soul, and feels the thunderous breath coming from the nine heavens.  At first, I was confused, like looking at flowers in the fog, but finally I was separated by a layer.  But soon, Mo Yu's consciousness was immersed in it involuntarily.  A little bit of light appeared in his "eyes", becoming more and more clear and increasing in number.  Gradually, it seems to be intertwined into a starry sky.  Outside Butian Peak, the priest's face changed slightly, his eyes fell on Mo Yu, and gradually became brighter!  On the surface, he is just standing casually, without any difference, through the connection with the ancestral land.  The priest could feel a certain aura emanating from Mo Yu.  That is a level that he is extremely familiar with and longs for, but is destined to be unable to reach it for the rest of his life.  After a long time, the sacrificer sighed in a low voice, "What a shocking and enviable guy."  In fact, not only the sacrificer, but also all the powerful people gathered in the ancestral land, and even all the powerful people in the world, will be forever.  Can't forget today.  In the distant sky, when the tenth black thunder fell, after a brief pause, the falling thunder changed.  It is no longer pure darkness, but has been injected with a kind of pure white, but there is no warmth at all. Instead, it reveals a touch of coldness and indifference.  Subsequently, the power of the sky thunder increased to a higher level.  Two-color sky thunder.  The ancient king silently calculated the time it would take for the ten black thunders to descend.  Because it was simple, he got the answer in the blink of an eye.  The calm face moved slightly, and the ancient king's expression became solemn. He knew that if nothing unexpected happened, Mo Yu would have a great chance of ushering in the Nine-Color Thunder smoothly today!  He is as calm and calm as he is, and deep in his eyes, he can't help but reveal a hint of envy.  "Nine-Colored Thunder" Butian Peak appeared, and endless years passed. There are less than thirty people in the record who can summon Nine-Colored Thunder.  Any one of them will become a powerful figure in the future.  Rumble¡ª¡ªAs time passed, the power of the thunder increased, and gradually the heart-stopping roar could be heard.  It is no longer delayed, but the moment the thunder appears, it rings directly in the ears of everyone in the ancestral land.  It¡¯s as if the sky thunder contains some kind of invisible power, making its sound ignore the space barrier.  Three colors, black, white and red.  Four colors, black, white, red and orange.  Five colors, black, white, red, orange and yellow.  Six colors, black, white, red, orange, yellow and green.  Seven colors, black, white, red, orange, yellow, green, and green.  Eight colors, black, white, red, orange, yellow, green, blue.  The world gradually fell silent, all sounds disappeared, and all eyes looked nervously and expectantly at the sky above their heads.  Far away, eight-color thunder has already descended on ten waves.  Next, should it end or continue?  Time passes by, and every moment passes extremely slowly, as if a year is as long as a year.  But it is passing after all, without slowing down or stopping.  Three breaths five breaths eight breaths The thunder still hasn't come.  The ancient king frowned, thinking in his eyes. Did he estimate wrongly before?  Turba¡¯s face was expressionless, but some very subtle changes in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes revealed the joy deep in his heart.  Beside the Black Lake, the powerful men of the Great World who had raised their heads for a long time all had a flash of disappointment in their eyes.  It¡¯s over As soon as this thought occurred, a terrifying loud noise suddenly came from above.  With a copy of the suppression at the life level, it comes brazenly into everyone's soul.  The ancient king's heart shrank, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance.  A thunderbolt from the sky appears to be slow, but is actually extremely fast, falling from an unpredictable place.  Black, white, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purplenine colors!  Nine-color thunder.  After a moment of silence, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.  Next to him, Turba's eyes widened, and the relaxation on his face was completely frozen.  In the sleeves of the robe, the fists were clenched tightly, and deep in the heart, a feeling of joy welled up.Fierce unwillingness.  The Nine-Colored Heavenly Thunder He actually caused the Nine-Colored Heavenly Thunder to fall!  Rumble¡ª¡ªRumble¡ª¡ªRolling sound waves reverberated in the air, forming a terrifying tide that enveloped the entire ancestral land.  Even though there is an endless distance, you can still clearly feel the terrifying power contained in this thunder.  It makes your soul tremble!  The nine-colored sky and earth fell, and a black mountain peak suddenly appeared under the originally empty sky.  It¡¯s so far away, it should be very blurry, but it¡¯s weird, like it¡¯s right in front of you.  So close that everyone can see clearly, on the black mountain peak, the tall figure with arms spread out, eyes slightly closed, and a calm face.  It¡¯s Mo Yu!  Boom¡ª¡ªNine-color thunder, like a waterfall, instantly submerged his figure.  But such a terrifying nine-color sky thunder still couldn't hurt him at all. The faint silver light emitted by Butian Peak was only slightly stronger.  It was enough to decompose the nine-color thunder and turn it into the purest thunder power, which was absorbed by Mo Yu.  This scene made all the powerful men in the world beside the Black Lake show deep jealousy in their eyes.  It is simply unimaginable that one can gain tremendous power without even the slightest danger.  Of course, deep down in their hearts, they also know very well that those who can climb Mount Butian Peak are powerful beings who are destined to become big shots.  They will never have such a chance.  Rumble¡ª¡ªNine-colored thunder, the second one, comes down!  The priest's expression was solemn and his breathing was slightly rapid. He stared closely at Mo Yu's back, with uncontrollable excitement deep in his eyes.  Nine-Colored Heavenly Thunder, once again saw Nine-Colored Heavenly Thunder.  This Mo Yu really has a lot of background.  ??Could it be said that there is some connection between him and the ancestor?  Thinking of the ancestral spirit riot before, a flash of heat flashed through the eyes of the priest.  At this moment, the third nine-color thunder arrives! ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out of the world is a?more violent force, even if you have retreated and stood in a safe enough place, you can still feel the vast and terrifying power of the sea.  But at this moment, the priest's expression suddenly turned gloomy.  He raised his head and looked at the ancestral land. Even he didn't know where the mysterious place was.  The invisible oppression is quickly dissipating The thunder is really over.  The third thunder actually only reached the third thunder.  There was a hint of disappointment in the priest's eyes.  This performance can only be regarded as average among the nine-color thunder that has appeared accidentally over countless years.  Naturally, the speculation that Mo Yu had some connection with the ancestral spirits was overturned.  But at this time, the priest did not notice that Mo Yu, who had his back turned to him, slowly opened his eyes.  Swish - the light flashed past!  At any cost, attract more Nine-Colored Heavenly Thunder.  Mo Yu didn¡¯t understand this sentence before.  But now, he already understands what the nine-color sky thunder represents.  So, how could he be willing to get only three nine-color thunder!  Feeling the quickly dissipating terrifying aura above his head, Mo Yu's mind was spinning.  Mobile phone users please visit http://m.piaotia.net
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