Vol 3 Chapter 859: As soon as possible

The sky is gloomy, and the endless thunderclouds are rolling, just like the waves of rivers and waves, the ups and downs.
The mighty sky is full of miles, and it is all dark. At first glance, the sky seems to be stepping down. The gloomy one is terrible.
puff!
Suddenly, there seems to be a knives that cut through the thick black clouds, and the scorpio is like a road opening, endless brilliance, tilting out, forming a bright beam of light.
In this dark and faint world, this glory is exceptionally embarrassing.
Hey!
Among the brilliance, two figures flashed and quickly played against each other. A line of lightning around the two people, like a mad squirm, the sky of the map flashes.
Gradually, the lightning around is not like a madness, but it is turned into a strip of imagery and realistic arrogance. The huge thunder and lightning scorpion body, a purple scale, the level is clear, clearly visible.
Above the snake's head, the eyes are like electricity, and the eyes are exposed.
Hundreds of thunder and lightning, flying around the two people, watching from a distance is like an electric dragon dancing in the air.
That glory, began to move, like a stalk of the blade, the two hundred miles of dark clouds, divided into two.
The figure of the two hands, with the brilliance of the movement, the sound of the blade of the blade is comparable to the thunder, the dullness is full of endless explosions, letting the air sizzle.
It was conveyed to the ground of three kilometers, and all of them were not reduced. Some flowers and trees were shaken by the shock, and the pieces faded.
It’s not someone else who is fighting, it’s Xiao Chen and Jiao Jiao. Under the day and night comprehension, the new thunderbolt knife method is being improved a little.
When the Bailiwu cloud was completely cut by the brilliance, the thundercloud dissipated, the darkness swept away, and the glory of the glory day, poured out without reservation.
The golden sun is shining back to the earth.
Xiao Chen and Jiao Jiao stopped fighting and turned into two streams of light. In a flash, they fell into the deserted valley.
Jiao Jiao gently waved his hand and put away the light blade in his hand. He smiled and said: "Oh, yes, in less than two months, the new Thunderbolt knife method has been transformed by you, and the power is not bad. I am afraid that it will not take long before the illusion of lightning and lightning can be turned into a smash."
Xiao Chen smiled lightly, and his face was also showing a happy look.
With the immortal thunder will, and the deep and deep imprinted in my mind, how can I forget the magic of the gods, the process of transforming the robbery knife method is much smoother than Xiao Chen’s imagination.
The new thunderbolt knife method, Xiao Chen completely removed the elements of the wind and the artistic conception of the cloud, and continued to strengthen the Thunder mood.
If there is no wind and no cloud, then it will not become a thunder, and the situation will change, and it will be able to thunder.
This is the previous method of robbing the knife. If you want to play it out of the strength of Dacheng, you must have a sense of the artistic conception of the wind and the mood of the cloud.
But now, Xiao Chen is directly abandoned, for no reason, because he simply does not have time to re-enlighten the artistic conception of the wind and the artistic conception of the cloud.
It is rumored that in some large-scale auctions in Kunlun, there have been spars that can understand the artistic conception of various attributes as long as they are swallowed.
It is a pity that the value is expensive, and the large-scale auction is not. If it can be held, it will not be able to hydrolyze the thirst.
The more important reason is the old thunderbolt method. Even if you comprehend the mood and the power of Dacheng, it is just the ultimate martial arts of the four seasons.
After all, it is not a heavenly martial art. It can't keep up with Xiao Chen's current footsteps. He must completely break the routine and come up with a subversive innovation.
The new thunderbolt method is used to make a knife that can match the martial arts of the heavenly stage, and there must be a stable upside, which can accompany him for a long time.
Since there is no wind and no cloud, why is it a thunder, there is no thunder, and the robbery knife method begins to talk about it.
The way Xiao Chen thinks is very simple. The previously scattered Thunder mood, the power is good, but after all, it is scattered.
The current immortal thunder mood is completely condensed, and the lightning that is randomly shot out is no weaker than the lightning in nature.
Yes, the way that Xiao Chen thought of was to use his own immortal thunder will to directly replace the thunder that was created by the wind and cloud, and apply it to the thunderbolt.
With the increase of the willpower of the immortal Thunder, the thunder of the thunderbolt knife will continue to increase, enough to follow Xiao Chen for a long time.
Taking yourself as a thunder and degenerating into a robbery is the true essence of the new thunderbolt.
The new thunderbolt knife method, in addition to the following three strokes of the robbery has not changed, the starting style, the momentum of the move, all have changed, was Xiao Chen pulled into twelve strokes.
Divided into the basic six, the three types of thunder, and the three types of lore.
Taking back the scattered thoughts, Xiao Chen glanced at the north of the endless sky, muttering: "It is time to set off, and on the road to upgrade the vision of thunder and lightning to the Thunder."
These inspirations are naturally derived from the thousands of real dragon lightnings around the gods, and it is naturally impossible to turn the thunder into a real dragon.
Xiao Chen can only come slowly, one step at a time, starting with arrogance, then the Thunder, then the dragon, and finally into a real dragon lightning.
The hot sun fell from the horizon and sprinkled on Xiao Chen, pulling down a long reflection. Yu Jiao looked at the radiant Xiao Chen, his mouth slightly tilted up, showing a smile of satisfaction.
Two figures, turned into streamers, flew out of the valley and disappeared into the sky.
Goal, the first nine products of the North, the cathode!
The cathode sect, the first of the twenty-seven states in the north, is ranked second in the Jiu-Zong sect of the Tianwu domain, and the ranking of Zongmen is second only to the thunder and lightning palace where Lei Wang is sitting.
There are 20,000 disciples in the door, and the Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty has two. He has been sitting in the town for many years. After several times of demon robbery, he will not fall.
Outside the vast extraterrestrial starry sky, there are still many Emperors who belong to the cathode sect. These top secret things are not something that outsiders can know.
In the long years, unconsciously, the cathode sect became the center of the north, erecting a lofty prestige.
On the status of fame, it is better than that of the first sect of the South. In the north, there is hardly any Zongmen dare to compete with the cathode, relying on absolute strength and heritage.
The prestige of Yu Tianzong is more dependent on the new chief disciple of the new realm, Shui Lingling. The strength and foundation are not much higher than the full moon building and Qian Xuanzong in the south.
On a normal day, the cathodes are particularly lively. There will always be other sects in the north. They will come to ask for martial arts or spend a lot of money to buy some medicinal herbs, soul soldiers and returning spirit beads.
But today's cathode sect is extraordinarily noisy. On the peak of the challenge outside the cathode city, there was a large group of warriors who gathered early.
Visible to the sky, thousands of rainbows, heading towards the top of the mountain.
The challenge peaks of the major gates are almost the same, and the top of the mountain was directly flattened by the big man to build a vast performance field.
In the center of the military field, it is a huge platform made up of various treasures of ore. In the vicinity of the ring, there is an ancient Qingtong bell.
When the bell rings, it means the challenge begins.
A figure on the platform, standing quietly above, closed his eyes and pondered. If there is a chill in the road, spread out from him and let the air become extremely cold.
It is the chief true disciple of the cathode sect. Under the vicissitudes of Tianwu, the seven giants are still white and snow-free.
The rainbow of the rushing to the top of the mountain, hovering over the peak of the mountain, immediately hovered down, not coming forward.
Everyone knows that Bai Wuxue personally killed a scattered repair with the following product Wu Shengxiu before March. If the fight is really going to be played, it will soon spread to the platform of the entire mountaintop.
But there are not many people, I really think that Xiao Chen can come.
"Oh, it’s almost noon, what the white robe knife hasn’t appeared yet, it’s estimated that it won’t come.

"How dare you come, now there is no snow, but even the product of Wu Sheng, not in the eyes, and in all likelihood, the will."
"Now think about it, the kid’s words were really just a joke. After all, Bai Wuxue is white and snowless."
"I guess I received the news. Not long ago, I challenged the enchanting sorcerer of Bai Wuxue. I didn't crush it into and scared the kid."
"Not long after, the sages of the Tianjiao list will be opened soon, and Bai Wuxue may be able to play against the Four Sons."
Similar sounds, in the mid-air crowd, sounded one after another, rumors of one-sided tendency to white snow, no one is optimistic about Xiao Chen.
The Kunlun world has always been the king of strength. Nowadays, there is no snow and punching Wusheng. The sound is powerful and the wind will naturally change.
A violent streamer flew over. It was the Simon of the Ximen family. He glanced at the lonely white snow on the platform, and he could not help but see a disappointing look.
Not long after, the passionate son Murong Lingfeng, the number one genius of the battlefield, Niu Deng, the first knife knives in the south, the recent mysterious swordsman wing of the wind, all arrived one by one.
Many young people are enchanting, but it is unexpected that some people have not thought of it, and the arguments come one after another.
At this time, a large purple bird slowly approached from a distance, and someone immediately recognized that it was the sacred bird of the sacred sacred water.
"Look, the people of Tianzong are coming, and the white robe is really not on top."
The person with the sharp-eyed eyes did not find the shadow of Xiao Chen on it, and immediately shouted.
On the back of the bird, Yan Tianzong’s face was not ugly, and Jun Si frowned:
This group of guys is really low-eyed.

"Master sister, Xiao Chen, brother, will not really come." Another person asked behind him.
Shui Lingling was about to answer, but she saw a sensation in the crowd and turned and looked. Behind, a thundercloud was scattered, but An Junxi, who was promoted to the Four Sons, arrived.
His appearance suddenly brought the atmosphere of the scene to a climax. Even the white snow without eyes closed and closed his eyes. The snow fluttered in the middle of it, and the eternal vision of thousands of miles of ice was burned. Infinite warfare.
An Junxi smiled a little, and his body shape was a glimpse. He fell to a nearby mountain and ignored it.
A little bit of time passed, Xiao Chen had not yet arrived, and there were still some eager and expected warriors who lost their patience and even whispered insults.
"What a a year's covenant is nothing but a gallbladder."
"The loss of Bai Wuxue also officially recognized him, and it turned out to be the case."
"Even if you don't want to come, send someone to admit defeat in advance, and we will wait for such a long time to come."
"The face of Hao Tianzong is completely lost by him."
On the back of the bird of Xuanyang Bird, Jun Si and his party heard the voice of these arguments, and their faces were not even more anxious and embarrassed.
Xiao Chen, this is not a war, no matter what the reason, the face of Yan Tianzong is considered to have been thrown into it.
Jun Si's words: "Master sister, let's just say something, so dragging is not the way."
Shui Ling Ling soft water is generally pleasing, calm and normal, calm way: "Reassured, since he promised me to come back safely, I will definitely come."
boom!
Just as some of the elders of the cathode sect were waiting impatiently, and directly announced that Xiao Chen had abstained, a purple lightning suddenly broke through the sky.
If a spear hangs down, between the moments, it hits the bronze bell. Ten miles in a circle, immediately sounded a long, non-stop, deafening bell.
The bell rang, the roaring thunder and the deep bells converge, resounding in all directions, straight into the sky.
A figure, a little hurriedly falling, watching the white snow in front of the ring, calmly said: "One year's appointment, Xiao Chen arrived on time."
On the Xuanyang bird, Shui Lingling's delicate and soft water is generally open, and the eyebrows are full of unspeakable joy. He smiled and said: "I will know that he will come."