Vol 12 Chapter 1484: Sudden Change

The situation is changing, with dark clouds and lightning flashing across the sky at an extremely fast speed. They all bombed Fang Lang.
Fang Lang grinned in pain, not because he was not firm in will, but because he was really badly injured, his whole body seemed to be burned. The power that had just arrived Yang drove him to treat the focus gently, as if he had matured.
too frightening. Fang Lang seemed to be crossing the catastrophe. The power of thunder and lightning shrouded this blank, making the soul tremble.
"Boom!"
In the thunder sea, the purple light was dazzling, and a thick thunder and lightning blew down violently. The terrible lightning spread in all directions, and the sky seemed to be torn apart. Its power is unparalleled.
Fang Lang's nine-year-old body reached its peak. His whole body was radiant and turned into gold. He looked like a golden of war, standing proudly in the sky, facing the thunder and lightning.
"Nine battles!"
In the sky, the ancestors of the Jiaolong stared with interest at the sky full of leaves bombarded by thunder and lightning. Finally, there were slight fluctuations in their eyes.
"I didn't expect that guy's skills would be passed down, but unfortunately it was too difficult to practice, and it was not strong enough in the early stage. It didn't erupt until after the 7th floor." Jiaolong's ancestor thought secretly.
Wu Shen, who created the style of the Nine Years War, was a super strong man in ancient times. Even in the Valkyrie, it belongs to the highest level and is very close to the Buddha.
The ancestors of Jiaolong were fortunate enough to witness this powerful shooting by Wu Shen. His nine-year-old body has passed the ninth floor. His body is very strong. He stood there and let several Valkyrie bombard him with all his strength, without causing him any harm.
The reputation of the first fitness exercise also came from this.
"Kacha!" A terrifying lightning bombarded Fang Lang. The golden light on his body suddenly dimmed. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth and his face became pale.
Rumble. Thunder and lightning continued to bombard, Fang Lang suffered heavy losses, his body was scarred, his body was black and bloody.
"snow!"
Fang Lang gushed out blood. He encountered an unprecedented crisis. Countless thunder and lightning flooded him. The terrible thunder and lightning covered his whole body.
Fang Lang felt his whole body numb, and even his soul was torn and trembling. The Green Witch's soul in his body was also a lightning bolt and suffered a terrible blow.
this is too scary!
This kind of lightning power has reached its extreme, and after each bombardment, it will stay in Fang Lang's flesh and blood meridians, as if to charge him.
"Huh? No!"
Fang Lang suddenly narrowed his eyes, and he thought of a possibility.
He cautiously felt that after the lightning entered his body, in addition to destruction, there was still a pure force washing his body.
"This is to transform my body and make my body suitable for lightning. This is a legacy!" Fang Langtian's eyes lit up and she understood instantly.
This is a necessary condition for lightning inheritance. Without a proper body, one cannot accept such terrible lightning power.
The ancestors of Jiaolong are using their own power to transform Fang Lang's body.
Of course, if he was too poor, Fang Lang would die in this transition. Everything depends on him.
After careful consideration, Fang Lang gritted his teeth, stood up, and began to welcome the baptism of thunder and lightning in the strongest state.
"I want to be stronger!"
If you can't even accept this, how can you climb to the pinnacle of martial arts?
My talent is poor, so I will suffer more than others!
...
Fang Lang cried, and his whole person went crazy. He roared and the light became even hotter. In the dark eyes, two dazzling lights shot out, even more brilliant than the lightning in the sky.
Boom.
A large wave of thunder and lightning struck down, like a fiery ocean, flooding Fang Lang's whole person. The terrifying power of thunder and lightning covered the entire sky, and the sky was trembling.
Fang Lang's body was about to collapse. He was bleeding with big mouths, his whole body was blurry, and even his eyes began to carry blood, a charred corpse, the meat was roasted.
"Me! No. Okay. Get down. Get down!"
Fang Langda roared, his whole body glowed again, and a map of the universe sky appeared behind him, Qi Qi burst out of a hundred small worlds, like a bright sun, exuding fiery radiance.
"Oh my God!"
Qi Qi immediately exclaimed up and down on Shenglong Road, as well as the Dragon Emperor, the elders, and the others in the palace.
Fang Lang broke into a hundred small worlds and shocked them.
Obviously it was the second-level cultivation base of King Wu, but at this moment, Fang Lang showed the power comparable to playing the emperor.
The boundless thunder and lightning was blocked by the universe sky map composed of 100 small worlds.
"It's a bit interesting, but it's a detour!" In the sky, the ancestors of the Jiaolong snorted, and Lei Hai suddenly trembled violently, making the boundless thunder power stronger.
Rumble. The boiling thunder sea was completely suppressed, engulfing Fang Lang in it.
The boundless thunder and lightning caused the collapse of this void, making the world brilliant.
"Huh, this person is not worthy to be the son of Jiutian Palace. How can the guardian elder choose this son?" In the sky, Jiaolong's ancestors did not have the slightest sympathy, only confused eyes.
He is an ancient character. At that time, his Heavenly Palace was the most powerful force, because their palace owner was the Invincible Heavenly Lord.
At that time, the son of Xiaojiutiangong was also the strongest talent. Each one is an unparalleled asset and is eligible for promotion to Wushen.
The worst can also become Wu Sheng's title.
At that time, there were many talents like Fang Lang in Jiutian Temple. It is impossible to be a son, even to be a true disciple is difficult.
Has the Jiutian Temple collapsed so much that even the guardian elders have lost hope? The ancestors of Jiaolong sighed.
At this time, in the boundless sea of ​​thunder, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, and a huge shadow flashed, looking down the sky like a god.
"How is this possible!" Jiaolong's ancestors were immediately shocked, staring at this huge figure with an unbelievable expression on his face.
Like a god, it released an incomparable aura that made the ancestors of the Jiaolong people tremble again and again.
This is the breath of Valkyrie!
That majestic mountain grew bigger and bigger, finally surpassing the ancestors of the dragon, as if breaking through the sky, standing at the top of the whole.
At this time, not only the ancestors of the Jiaolong people were trembling, but the entire Dragon Island was also trembling.
"Boom!"
In the sky, a huge figure opened his eyes, his eyes shining like the sun, penetrating the sky, tearing the void, as if coming from the depths of endless darkness. ..