Chapter 167 It’s so enjoyable to chop

High in the sky, dazzling light flashed, and another bolt of thunder struck Jiang Lang's body like a silver python. Suddenly, his whole body was sprayed with lightning, extremely blazing.

This thunder was extremely terrifying. The flashing arc directly blasted deep marks on the surrounding ground. If an ordinary person was hit by this, even if they were not chopped into flying ash, they would still be seriously injured.

As for Jiang Lang, who was sitting cross-legged on the stone platform, his body only trembled slightly and didn't seem to be affected much.

Then, he endured the tearing pain of his flesh and bones being washed away by thunder and lightning, and absorbed all the violent thunder and lightning power into his body, slowly condensing his spiritual essence from it again.

Not long after, the spiritual marrow as big as a grain of rice was condensed and formed in his body. With the power of the spiritual marrow, he immediately used the power of wind and thunder. In an instant, a stream of heat flowed along his limbs and bones, making his body extremely comfortable.

After completing the weekly cycle, Jiang Lang opened his eyes and took a long breath.

Practicing under the bombardment of Zixiao Divine Thunder, Jiang Lang has become more and more proficient from being unfamiliar at the beginning.

Everything went so smoothly, of course, thanks to the Qi nourishing method in his body, the tempered strong body, and the thunder runes he cultivated, which gave him a natural affinity with these thunder and lightning.

As for the pain caused by lightning strikes to the body, compared with the benefits it brings, it is completely unworthy of mention.

Jiang Lang even felt that the number of thunderbolts falling was a little less. If it continued at this speed, his cultivation would still be a bit slow.

It would be nice if the Purple Sky Divine Thunder could strike a few more times. However, according to his observation, the timing of the Zixiao Divine Thunder falling is regular. It takes about half a stick of incense before a thunderbolt falls.<

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Therefore, whenever Jiang Lang finishes practicing, he still has a lot of free time, waiting for the next wave of thunder to arrive.

On the training stone platform next to him, Zhao Gaoge had just finished practicing. When he opened his eyes, he saw Jiang Lang looking calm and relaxed.

His eyes flickered slightly, revealing a hint of suspicion, "Why is he still here?"

He originally thought that Jiang Lang wouldn't be able to hold on here for long, but he never thought that as time went by, the latter's momentum rose instead of falling, and his mental state became better and better.

Even though he has been holding on for so long, his body feels a little tired. I'm afraid it won't be long before he reaches the limit of his cultivation.

It's really surprising that even though we only have the Yuan-building realm, we can withstand the constant bombardment of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder without the help of the Tiangang Talisman.

When did the newcomers in the Sixth Mountain have such strength?

What is his origin?

Zhao Gaoge narrowed his eyes and thought of many things for a moment, becoming more and more curious about Jiang Lang's identity.

Forget it, if I don’t think about it so much, I don’t believe this kid can last longer than him.

"Boom!"

High in the sky, another bright silver thunder roared towards us.

The moment this silver thunder appeared, Jiang Lang suddenly felt a strange wave coming from the clouds. He couldn't help but raise his head, released a ray of spiritual thought, and quickly locked it.

In the blink of an eye, his spiritual thoughts reached the clouds, and then he looked around carefully, and suddenly he noticed something strange.

"Hey, what's over there?"

In the deepest part of the clouds, there is a large whirlpool, with thousands of golden lights inside. There is an object in the hazy place. The strange wave just now came from above.

At this time, thunder was constantly being generated deep in the clouds, releasing a power that could destroy the world. If he was not careful, his weak spiritual will would be crushed and affect his soul.

However, he vaguely felt that the object had some resonance with the thunder runes he had practiced, and it might be of great benefit to his subsequent practice.

No matter, let's go and explore first. The worst is to lose a ray of spiritual consciousness. It will take some time to cultivate and recover.

Jiang Lang was not a timid person, and he immediately made a decision in his heart.

The next moment, his spiritual thoughts passed through the clouds and flew towards the small vortex at high speed. At the moment of approaching, he smelled a faint fragrance.

Jiang Lang couldn't help but feel strange. You know the fragrance, the soul can't smell it at all, but at this moment, this kind of fragrance reaches the depth of the soul, which is impressive.

After calming down, Jiang Lang immediately discovered that the source of this fragrant fragrance came from the objects in the vortex.

"This is..."

Until this moment, Jiang Lang finally saw clearly the specific appearance of this small object.

What you see in front of you is a quaint little pond, with traces of time and mottled patches on it, but it’s not big, only about a foot wide.

It is suspended in the clouds, surrounded by lightning on the surface. If you look carefully, there is a pool of liquid in the pool, with auspicious energy rising and dazzling rays of light.

The faint fragrance that reaches deep into the soul comes from this pool of liquid.

Jiang Lang suddenly felt a familiar aura, and couldn't help but think. Yes, this pool of liquid is exactly the spiritual essence carried in the Zixiao Divine Thunder!

After reacting, Jiang Lang looked at the scene in front of him and was extremely shocked.

Oh my God, there are so many spiritual essences in the pool.

You must know that he has only been practicing for a week to condense the spiritual essence as big as a grain of rice. It is not as pure as the one in this pool. It can be said that a drop of spiritual essence in the pool can be compared to what he has condensed hundreds of times.

Then, Jiang Lang became slightly confused. There was so much spiritual essence in this ancient pool. What kind of strange thing was it?

An idea flashed in Jiang Lang's mind, and suddenly he thought of Lei Chi.

It is said that where thunder is born, a thunder pool will appear, and in the thunder pool, a thunder calamity liquid will be produced, which is a rare divine liquid in the world and is of great benefit to practice.

If your guess is correct, this square pond should be the legendary Thunder Pond, and the Thunder Tribulation Liquid is what everyone calls the Spiritual Essence.

Jiang Lang's heart immediately overflowed with ecstasy. Since he had discovered so much spiritual essence, he deserved this opportunity!

Jiang Lang did not hesitate at all and decided to transport all the spiritual essence in the thunder pond!

However, he thought things too simply.

Before his spiritual thoughts could get close to the thunder pool, he saw that the thunder pool was suddenly activated, and an extremely terrifying destructive power surged out.

Under this destructive power, it can be said that his weak divine will is completely unable to resist.

Fortunately, Jiang Lang's soul was extremely sharp, and the moment he sensed the threat, he evaded it.

Jiang Lang understood that if he contacted the thunder pool so recklessly, he might not be able to get close, and this ray of soul would be wiped out.

I can't get close, maybe this Fang Leichi regards him as an alien, so he wants to destroy him.

If it can be integrated with these thunders, I wonder if Fang Leichi will recognize it?

Thinking of this, Jiang Lang hurriedly took action, sketched out the thunder runes, and added a layer of thunder and lightning to this spiritual thought.

After making all preparations, he tried again, and the result was just as he expected. The soul came into contact with the thunder pool safely and did not activate the destructive power.

Jiang Lang's soul stood in the thunder pool, released, and felt the rich spiritual essence in it, which made him feel extremely comfortable.

"Treasures like spiritual marrow are now his."

Jiang Lang was overjoyed, and then used the power of his soul to transport the marrow in the thunder pond to his physical body.

However, the power of his soul is still too weak, and he can only carry a few drops of spiritual marrow at a time.

Even so, these few drops of spiritual essence are worth more than half a month of cultivation for others.

Jiang Lang felt so happy.

Next, something unexpected happened to Jiang Lang.

The moment the spiritual essence was taken out of the thunder pool, it immediately turned into several huge thunderbolts, roaring towards him.

Jiang Lang was startled. Obviously, once the spiritual essence in front of him leaves the thunder pool, it will not be able to exist alone in the world and can only come in the form of thunder.

After knowing this, Jiang Lang immediately returned to his spiritual state, and then his body was as solid as a rock, welcoming the arrival of these thunderbolts.

Not far away, Zhao Gaoge saw this scene, his scalp was numb with fear, and he yelled, "Damn it, there are too many Zixiao Divine Thunder today! This is going to kill people!"

Zhao Gaoge never imagined that these huge thunderbolts were caused by Jiang Lang himself. When he was frightened, these thunderbolts accurately hit the latter.

As the thunder continued to strike, Jiang Lang's clothes were torn, and his hair stood on end, emitting black smoke and making him gasp in pain.

After all, no matter how powerful his body is, he cannot withstand several thunderbolts at once.

The Purple Sky Divine Thunder is so frighteningly powerful that if it were placed on an ordinary person, it would have turned into ashes this time.

Jiang Lang bared his teeth, his face full of pain. His body was shaking and he was holding on with difficulty.

"This kid survived without being hacked to death?"

Zhao Gaoge's eyes widened and he couldn't believe it.

If the same thunderbolts hit him, he would not be able to withstand it with his current physical training skills.

How did this kid do it?

Zhao Gaoge didn't have time to be curious.

Because at this time, under the influence of Jiang Lang's summons of thunder, the thunder in the sky was also pulled, and hit Zhao Gaoge one after another.

Zhao Gaoge's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly performed the physical training technique and tried his best to stop it.

Rumble...

In an instant, Zhao Gaoge's figure was submerged in the thunder.

Jiang Lang didn't have time to pay attention to the scene around him. He was immersed in his own cultivation.

After experiencing some inhuman torture, Jiang Lang finally condensed the few drops of spiritual essence from the thunder, and then began to practice the Nine Levels of Wind and Thunder.

After a while, the pores all over Jiang Lang's body opened. He circulated the Nine Levels of Wind and Thunder, and then his body vibrated, and his internal organs roared.
To be continued...