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Although being struck by lightning.

However, Song Qingshu's mouth still had a chuckle, like a spring breeze.

Chapter 428

"Click!"

A clear thunder sound rang in Song Qingshu's ears.

A blue thunder snake raised its head in the air and swam hundreds of miles in the air with a burst of light.

A red fire dragon whistled and spitting fire among the thunderclouds, and the flames illuminated the dark sky, extremely blazing.

A heavy rain was brewing in the two-colored thunderclouds, and the dark clouds were heavy and oppressive.

Like a huge black pot buckled above the ground, lightning roared and billowed in the clouds.

"It's still too weak, the current robbery is still too weak."

"The current Thunder Tribulation is not even an appetizer..."

Song Qingshu casually patted a thunder dragon oncoming like a thunder dragon, frowned and muttered.

Just before Song Qingshu spoke.

The scenery above the sky suddenly changed, and the bright and extinguished electric lights began to gather together.

And the black clouds all over the sky are now pouring towards Song Qingshu.

The speed of the thunderstorm is getting faster, and many are about to collide.

Song Qingshu's blood coat had been split into dust and dust.

So he randomly found a spirit armor from the storage bag and put it on himself.

The spirit armor was hunting and hunting in the fierce wind of Thunder Tribulation. Song Qingshu faced the fierce wind and looked at the thundercloud.

"coming?"

With Song Qingshu's whisper.

An electric arc tens of feet wide appeared in the sky and spread to all directions.

The sky stained with ink seemed to have been torn open one after another, and golden light suddenly appeared on the sky.

"Ka!"

A thunder arc tens of meters wide hit Song Qingshu's body, stunned Song Qingshu's body, and green smoke rose from him.

"Hey!"

After the green smoke came up, Lei Jie Liang was unwilling to give Song Qingshu a chance to breathe.

With a light sneer, a large sliver of silver light immediately enveloped Song Qingshu.

Suddenly, the aftermath of the two-color thunder and lightning spread in Song Qingshu's body.

The thunder arc chuckled in Song Qingshu's ear, causing his whole body to stand upside down and a layer of lumps on his body.

Although Song Qingshu looked particularly embarrassed at this time.

But in fact, Song Qingshu had never suffered any injuries.

"It's still too weak, this kind of thunder robbery can't harden the body and then strengthen itself."

Song Qingshu opened his mouth and swallowed a blue thunder snake, trying to directly absorb the energy of the natural avenue from the thunder catastrophe and then strengthen himself.

But after feeling the rare power of nature in Razer, Song Qingshu shook his head dissatisfied, and murmured a few words softly.

"Get up!"

After Song Qingshu took a deep breath, he screamed and then continued to fly upwards.

Looking at the dark clouds in the dome.

Song Qingshu felt that the Tianwei contained in it was like a vast ocean, frantic and restless, and seemed to pour down at any time.

The red light flashed across, and a mysterious red dragon-shaped arc fell and hit Song Qingshu's body.

Song Qingshu frowned, did not even utter a painful cry, and flew towards the top of the dome.

The dark cloud above Song Qingshu's head is thick and heavy, like a million mountains sitting down from the sky.

It makes people feel like their chest is being held down by a big stone, and they can't breathe.

This is a kind of spiritual coercion.

If it is an ordinary person with weak will standing in the position of Song Qingshu.

I am afraid that even if he is not killed by the robbery, he will not be frozen to death by the wind.

That mountain-like pressure from the spirit can also make people lose consciousness, panic and collapse.

"Huh! The thunder robbery in the incomplete heaven is just overwhelming, dare you to block my footsteps and mess up my mind?"

Song Qingshu snorted coldly, and the soul power in his mind surged out, and in an instant it was able to break through the thundercloud pressure of his dome.

With a "shoo", a lingering blue thunder flew towards Song Qingshu.

Like an extremely sharp arrow, it was several miles long, fell from the clouds, and hit Song Qingshu relentlessly.

"Cough...cough cough cough."

Song Qingshu didn't have any vitality shield around him, and he never deliberately resisted anything.

Or in other words.

Since Song Qingshu has just stepped into the thundercloud, he has been relying on physical strength to resist the thunder.

So although Song Qingshu was never injured, the fierce thunder robbery still made Song Qingshu feel a little pain.

A little bit of pain, but nothing more, the flesh and blood never splattered, and the vitality never disturbed.

"Still too weak!"

Song Qingshu let out a cold voice, and then flew towards the depths of Lei Jie.

Only relying on physical strength can contend against thunder.

It can be seen from this that Song Qingshu's physical body is already strong enough to make people amazing.

At least in the current Yuan Ying realm, Song Qingshu's physical strength has rushed to an unimaginable height, standing above the extreme realm.

Song Qing's writing color was as cold as snow, and he rushed up into the clouds against the endless thunder.

At the moment of Song Qingshu, there were hundreds of thunder light oncoming.

The thunder rushing towards Song Qingshu was not a hack.

Instead, it fell as violently as an avalanche.

The thunder appeared in pieces, directly submerging the position where Song Qingshu was standing.

"Oh, it would be meaningless otherwise."

Song Qingshu casually waved the sleeves on the armor, and shattered a beam of thunder.

Looking at the slightly scorched black sleeves, the indifference on Song Qingshu's face turned into a satisfied mood, and he chuckled.

So far, the power of thunder that Song Qingshu was facing had reached the point where he could kill Li Zhan and others at random.

In the face of Thunder, who could crush Yuan Ying's five-level realm at will, even Song Qingshu did not dare to be big.

Don't dare to be arrogant enough to let the arc enter the body.

"What about the sky and thunder? Come on!"

Song Qingshu screamed, so the power of Kunyi Dao appeared in front of Song Qingshu.

No matter how fierce and unprovoked Thunder is, how terrible they behave.

But there was no way to break through Song Qing's thin Kunyi power before writing.

Not only did Thunder's power not hurt Song Qingshu's body.

And Song Qingshu continued to guide their power to sharpen themselves.

Thunder exploded in front of Song Qingshu.

So Song Qingshu's front was pale and gorgeous.

Extremely beautiful.

But it is also extremely dangerous and terrifying.

If the person facing Thunder is an ordinary monk, then this Thunderbolt is undoubtedly a big test of life and death.

But because it was Song Qingshu who faced the thunder.

So this thunder, which looks extremely terrifying at first glance, can be ignored.

At the very least, this sky full of thunder arcs, in front of Song Qingshu, can only become the nourishment for Song Qingshu's body tempering.

In addition, even though Lei Jie was dangerous, he couldn't hurt Song Qingshu even an inch of flesh and blood.

Song Qingshu took a deep breath, then opened his mouth and swallowed countless thunder in an instant.

Song Qingshu's current physical strength has already turned lightning for his own use, gathering the power of lightning to serve himself.

In the thunder, Song Qingshu's own skin began to be crystal clear, full of energy, and obviously felt that it was getting stronger.

Chapter 429: The Changing Thunder Tribulation

The roar of thunder from the sky roared constantly in Song Qingshu's ears.

Every time the thunder blasted like a groundbreaking explosion.

Its momentum is so great that even Li Zhan and Tang Xun, who are thousands of miles away, have noticed the existence of this catastrophe.

"This is a two-color catastrophe?"

"Could it be that this world will have an extra masterpiece with a five-layer Nasal Soul?"

Tang Xun looked at the thundercloud thousands of miles away from the highest point of Tangmen Valley, and muttered in surprise.

Li Zhan pushed open the wooden window of the Baiyun Pavilion of Fengjian Villa, and stared at the thundercloud with eagle-like eyes.

"who is it?"

Li Zhan said a word to himself, his eyes could not be removed from the thundercloud for a long time.

Tang Xun and Li Zhan also lived through the so-called two-color catastrophe.

But the Thunder Jieyun of the two of them back then was not as powerful as one-tenth that of Song Qingshu's Thunder Jieyun.

Therefore, they are now very curious as to who is the person who crossed the catastrophe.

But they only know one thing.

That is, no matter who the person crossing the robbery is, now he is bound to face the danger between life and death.

Even if Li Zhan and Tang Xun faced such a terrible Thunder Jieyun, it would definitely not last long.

It will turn into fly ash and float in the robbery cloud.

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The theories used in the duny world have never been able to apply to Song Qingshu.

In the thunder cloud, Song Qingshu only felt that he was bathed in a hot spring.

The silent Jin Dan in his middle palace felt a burst of warmth.

Vaguely, whether it is the middle palace of Song Qingshu.

The gold cores that he was in the middle palace realm were gradually becoming stronger and stronger.

And with Song Qingshu's vomiting every time.

Between his breath, there must be a thunder arc flashing like chopsticks.