A life of clearness

Chapter 193 The Best Time

"Blood-bone Cang Ying." Yan Wuji's eyes became even more eager, "It's the Great Destruction Thunder."

If the small destructive thunder is known for its destructive power, then the big destructive thunder is sought after for its extremely rare devouring power.

The Great Destruction Thunder rushed over so fast that only an afterimage was left. Only high-level monks could use their extraordinary motion capture ability to see the true form of the Great Destruction Thunder.

"It is exactly the same as the one drawn in the atlas passed down by our clan." Liu Qiancui stared at the Great Destruction Thunder. "It is shaped like a tree branch, blood red in color, but the lightning it emits is extremely black."

The flashing red and black colors almost blind people's eyes.

"Yan Wuji is worthy of this thunder."

Yes, in Liu Qiancui's heart, the status of the Great Destruction Thunder is still higher than Yan Wuji. Now, it depends on whether Yan Wuji can successfully subdue him...

The first step to completely subdue it is to draw lightning into the body.

However, this body is not a physical body, but the original spirit of these geniuses of Xuanfeng Realm.

Whether it is secret techniques or special treasures, they are all prepared.

The speed of the Great Destruction Thunder was tens of thousands of miles in one breath. It was slow, but almost as soon as it landed here, it had already pounced on Yan Wuji.

At the same time, an extremely cold killing intent locked onto him. This killing intent was so sharp that it almost penetrated his body and reached his soul.

Yan Wuji was startled, his instinct had already made the choice for him. He took a step diagonally to the left, only a hundred feet away, but in the short time that was almost impossible to accurately calculate, he was as unpredictable as a ghost.

A straight beam of light formed by thousands of rays of light brushed against his shoulder, instantly piercing through the fog thousands of feet away, forming a condensed but undispersed passage.

What about the Great Destruction Thunder?
Yan Wuji reacted immediately.

He saw a female cultivator in white standing where he was originally standing. A flash of red light flashed in her left eye.

"You're blocking its way."

In response to this, Rong Qing only had this light explanation.

Obviously, the Great Destruction Thunder would not be afraid of the Starfall Technique. It would go upstream directly, passing through thousands of rays of light, and directly penetrate into Rong Qing's body, reaching her sea of ​​consciousness.

"In my imagination, the Destruction Thunder is the perfect thing for the left eye to enter the second stage." Rong Qing thought to himself, "Daoist Langfeng said that in the second stage, there is no need to be stingy with natural materials and treasures. The more the better. The stronger the foundation of the left eye, the greater the benefits will be when it enters the third stage of metamorphosis in the future."

"If we talk about natural resources and treasures, the special thunder of the Ten Thousand Dharma Stele Forest is definitely one of them. Draw the destructive thunder into the left eye and let its own power be constantly forged. Its effect may be better than some top-grade elixirs."

A short-term leap cannot be as effective as constant hammering and forging. Rong Qing understood this principle.

"Also, without a soul, it is impossible to recognize the master? ... Humph." Rong Qing thought of Shen Zhanyan's words at that time, "This is not absolute."

"Those cultivators who have taken the path of the Nine Transformations of the Spirit do not possess a true Primordial Spirit. They are in a transitional state from the Nascent Soul to the Primordial Spirit. If what Shen Zhanyan said is true, then even they are not qualified to obtain the Thunder of Fortune?"

"Of course there are other means."

The other means Rong Qing thought of was this forged left eye.

Since Taoist Master Langfeng had figured out how to use the eyes as weapons, how could he not consider the possibilities that other practitioners might encounter?

The second stage of foundation building and the third stage of metamorphosis both require various forging materials, some of which are dead, while others are living. To forge all these materials into weapons, one must rely on methods and the other on the embryo.

Daoist Langfeng chose the eyes because he thought they were both soft and tough, and had great potential for cultivation. As for the methods, he also left many options for selection.

"Swords have sword spirits. My left eye is a weapon, so it naturally has a spirit."

There was a flash of red in Rong Qing's left eye, and when she looked at Yan Wuji, her eyes were their original clear brown color.

But within a few breaths, a deep red blood spot appeared in the center of the pupil. "Good, very good." Yan Wuji spoke slowly, changing his usual overbearing and wanton style. He looked at Rong Qing with a very cold gaze.

However, it is precisely this that makes people more vigilant.

Almost no one has ever seen Yan Wuji like this.

“I never thought that I, Yan Wuji, would actually stumble here at the hands of a lowly cultivator from the Mother Realm… I had never thought about this before today.

You can't be unknown in Cangliuzhou, who are you?"

Yan Wuji has already determined that this person cannot possibly be Shen Zhanyan.

"Is it necessary to know?"

As Rong Qing spoke, the blood spot in her left eye slowly grew larger, almost occupying the entire pupil.

The female cultivator in white seemed to be standing normally, but inside her body, she was not as calm as she appeared.

The sea of ​​consciousness had long since turned into a sea of ​​blood.

With the power-consuming Great Destruction Thunder, facing the vast sea of ​​consciousness that can be called a delicacy, how can one not enjoy it with relish? The blood rays entangled in the sea of ​​consciousness, indistinguishable from each other.

Rong Qing had to use Huaxian to constantly repair and control her sea of ​​consciousness, and the speed at which her mind was consumed was too alarming. Moreover, she had to borrow the newly built third floor to transfer the Great Destruction Thunder to her left eye.

Every breath is on the edge of losing control.

"It's not necessary." Yan Wuji nodded, "Anyway, it doesn't matter whether you know the name of a dying person or not."

He grinned. "After you die, the Great Destruction Thunder will still be mine."

boom--

Like a ferocious beast suddenly rising up, Yan Wuji stomped the ground fiercely. The thousand-foot distance between him and Rong Qing suddenly flew past in the corner of his eyes. His body arrived, and his fist intention also arrived!

The fist intent was like a collapsing mountain, and the energy had already locked onto Rong Qing. Once it was pressed down, it would be like a real mountain collapsing.

He grasped the timing extremely well.

He has never been a talkative person. He would punch anyone he dislikes. But he is definitely not a stupid person.

Rong Qing was waiting for her to refine the Great Destruction Thunder, so why wasn't Yan Wuji waiting too?
When Rong Qing refines the thunder to the critical moment, it will be the best time for him to punch.

As soon as the "trapped" ban appeared, it was shattered by his unstoppable fist force.

The fire spirit that accompanied his soul emerged from Yan Wuji's body and covered his fist with a layer of flame armor.

Faced with the unstoppable force of the fist, Rong Qing retreated.

In such a vast area, Rong Qing, with the help of the Dao rhythm she comprehended from the first Dao seed, can unhinderedly burst out her speed to the maximum in the shortest time.

It was almost until Rong Qing had escaped ten thousand feet away that the golden light brought by her trajectory began to faintly emerge.

This time, she could be considered to have escaped at the limit under Yan Wuji's punch. With such great pressure from the shattering thunder in her body, she could not risk using the Flower Appearance Technique again to take Yan Wuji's punch head-on.

The robes were broken by the force source monument, and the spirit plant Yao Niang was almost completely shattered by the fist wind. Rong Qing was shocked to find that her defensive means were pitifully few. Apart from attacking instead of defending, there was no other way to think of.

When Yan Wuji's punch missed, he didn't think much about it and followed up with the next punch. His movement speed was not much slower than Rong Qing.

(End of this chapter)