All My Disciples Are Kings

  Chapter 917 Rotation, Mu Fusheng!

  The one hundred and fiftieth floor, above the stairs.

   Above the sky, thunder light bloomed wantonly, covering the entire sky.

  The endless thunder sea is like the end of the world, the sky roars, as if it is venting its dissatisfaction with something, and madness pours down towards this land.

  The destructive dao rhyme aura filled the entire Xianyuan Tongtian Mountain.

  Facing the endless sea of ​​thunder pouring down.

  Among the horrified eyes of everyone.

   Not only did Xiao Hei not back down, he didn't choose to carry it with the others. Instead, he rushed directly from the ladder, and rushed straight towards the endless sea of ​​thunder that fell from the sky!

"crazy?"

  Below, Zhuo Cai raised his head slightly, his pupils were full of surprise watching this scene.

  Even if it was him, he definitely didn't dare to be so impulsive when his realm was suppressed.

  Although his comprehension of the principles of Tao would not be directly annihilated, he would still suffer serious injuries.

   You know, there are still eight hundred more stairs!

  If you don’t keep your strength well, how can you pass this level?

  Han Lu stood behind Qiu Jing, looking at the endless sea of ​​thunder above the sky, her eyes flickering constantly.

   "If it were you, would you do this?"

  Qiu Jing shook her head directly: "Even if I go, I will lose my strength when I am suppressed, and I am not rational for the subsequent climbing."

  Han Lu also smiled and said: "Yes, we all think so, but this body repairer is so reckless, or...he has other plans?"

  Qiu Jing was taken aback for a moment, took a deep look at Xiao Hei who rushed into the sea of ​​thunder, and didn't say much.

  Only Fen Yan knew.

  The reason why Xiao Hei did this.

  Xiao Hei's body was constantly injured in the sea of ​​thunder, his skin was torn apart, and under the surge of dark devilish energy, the wound would slowly heal again.

  Blood still dripped from the black magic armor.

  The speed of recovery cannot keep up with the speed of injury.

   See this scene.

  Zhuo Cai's suspended heart instantly relaxed.

   Sure enough, it still doesn't work.

  How could it be possible to be so perverted, to fight against the power of Thunder Dao with one's own strength?

  But just when they thought Xiao Hei was going to die.

   Mu Fusheng looked up.

  At this moment, on Mu Fusheng's body, the power of thunder of three different colors suddenly appeared!

  It is the Xuanyin Purple Thunder, the Heavenly Punishment God Thunder, and the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder!

   And the moment when these three thunder powers appeared.

  The endless sea of ​​thunder above paused slightly, and the destructive power released continuously retreated slightly at this moment!

"How can it be?!"

  Below, someone was shocked when they saw this scene!

   "Can this person's thunder power actually make the Thunder Dao of Xianyuan Tongtian Mountain retreat?"

  Qiu Jing's eyes were also slightly cold, and she said: "If it is these three kinds of thunder, it is indeed not comparable to the power of other thunder."

  Han Lu also nodded. At this moment, she had completely lost the relaxed look on her face.

   "In ancient times, the Nine Great Thunders, the Xuanyin Purple Thunder, the Heavenly Punishment God Thunder, and the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder, these three kinds, actually appeared on the same immortal cultivator. It is indeed a bit inconceivable..."

  After hearing Qiu Jing and Han Lu's explanation, everyone also reacted.

   These are the nine thunderbolts recorded in ancient books!

   Isn’t it already lost?

far away.

  In the mountains and forests.

  The Immortal Emperor also naturally noticed this scene, and couldn't help but glanced at Lu Changsheng in front of him, and said: "Your disciples really don't have a simple one, so there is no need to talk about the power of blood in physical cultivation."

   "Now, there is actually another disciple who has gathered three of the nine thunderbolts."

  Lu Changsheng waved his hand and said, "I don't know, they all practiced it themselves. My idea of ​​cultivating disciples is to free them."

  Lu Changsheng did not lie.

  He really didn't know the origin of Mu Fusheng's thunder powers.

  How could the Immortal Emperor believe what Lu Changsheng said?

   He couldn't help saying angrily: "Even if it is this emperor, there is no way to get the nine gods of thunder from the ancient times, and there are still three!"

   "You can't say that he got it by chance through his own experience, can you?"

   "And even if he got it, it is absolutely impossible to use his own strength to gather these three kinds of divine thunder. After all, his current state is not enough."

  Lu Changsheng: "..."

   Well, okay, I'm too lazy to explain.

  I don’t know how many times this kind of situation where no one believes the truth has happened.

So be it…

  …

  At this moment, around Mu Fusheng's body, three kinds of divine lightning kept surging. He looked up and said, "Senior brother Xiao Hei, come out to recover from your injuries first, let's take turns, and I will be the striker."

   Seeing this, Xiao Hei didn't show his strength, nodded, and under the cover of Mu Fusheng, escaped from the endless sea of ​​thunder, and came to Ye Qiubai and the others.

   But Mu Fusheng took one step forward, stepping up to the next level!

   "Did you change someone..."

  The people below watched this scene, all staring at Mu Fusheng closely.

  They want to know to what extent he, who possesses three kinds of divine thunder, can exert this power.

   At this time.

  The endless thunder sea above seemed to have reacted, and seemed to be ashamed of being suppressed by Mu Fusheng's divine thunder.

   Suddenly, the sea of ​​endless thunder roared wildly!

   A series of incomparably thick thunder beams burst out from the sea of ​​thunder!

   Shoot towards Mu Fusheng!

  See it.

  Mu Fusheng used Xuanyin Zilei to form a thunder barrier around his body.

   Guaranteed not to be hit by sudden attacks.

   At the same time, Mu Fusheng pointed at the thundering beam that came.

  Shen Punishment Thunder and Liu Jiu Tian Lei turned into two thunder dragons!

   Crash towards the thunder beam!

  Boom!

  A head-to-head confrontation between the two thunderbolts.

  It made the top of Xianyuan Tongtian Mountain look like a doomsday thunder prison.

   The atmosphere of destruction filled the entire space!

   "Resisted..."

   "Sure enough, it is the ancient nine gods..."

  However, Mu Fusheng's actions didn't stop there.

  I saw Mu Fusheng climbing up again.

  On his physical body, there are mysterious ancient characters like lines of talisman seals appearing between Mu Fusheng's eyebrows!

   This striped road, each ancient character, exudes a wave of divine thunder!

   And the moment when the ancient characters of grain appeared.

  The beam of thunder scattered by the Heavenly Punishment Thunder and the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder.

  The power of thunder that scattered down was actually sucked into Mu Fusheng's body at this moment, along the ancient lines of the lines!

   Ninety-Nine Hongmeng God Thunder Art.

   Can absorb all the power of thunder in the world.

  It is used to improve the mastery of the power of thunder...

   It was useless before, because the power of thunder encountered was too weak.

  Now, this incomparably pure Thunder Dao can undoubtedly become the nourishment of Mu Fusheng!