Chapter 1239: Cloud rain

Hey!
The two feet crossed the first level and the first step, Tang Yan stood on the eighth floor of the pavilion. (8) (1) Δ』中文网Ww%W.ん81.Zw. COM
A moist smell rushed to the surface, and the sound of rain and bananas was like a big bead falling into a jade plate, jingling and ringing.
Tang Wei gave a slight glimpse, he did not expect that the eighth floor would have such a big movement.
He was not scared, but his eyes wide open and looked at everything in front.
It was a heavy rain, and the rain fell from the sky that could not be seen at the end.
The wet feet under the feet, thousands of water lines spread from all sides to his feet.
His eyes were dignified and he said to himself: "The eighth floor is rain. What is this mystery?"
Shaking his head, he couldn't guess. He only walked forward, stepped down, stepped into the water, splashed with water, splashing like a pearl.
He hadn't taken a few steps, and he felt a little bit. He turned and saw that the stairs leading to the eighth floor had disappeared. He stood in a rainy world.
There is no doubt that this is another illusion, but it is incomparably true. The feeling of raindrops on the face is not a little different from the real world.
"There is a lot of illusion, and it is really convincing. I don't know which dragon is a powerful building." He couldn't help but feel a thousand emotions.
Since the eighth layer is rain, it must be related to rain. He has been in the rain for a while and has no inspiration.
The rain is all over the world, and there is rain in any corner. He can't lock a white cloud like that in the seventh floor, and then make all the stops.
This time, he has the strength to make ends meet, and there is no goal to find, no way to do it. This situation is the worst.
"How to do?"
He lowered his head and ignored the rain between the heavens and the earth. The rain was getting bigger and bigger, slamming on his head, cheeks, shoulders... He became a chicken.
He could have motivated the power to block the rain, but in order to sense the mystery in the dark, he did not do so, but completely exposed himself to the rain.
After half a day, this will not help.
He frowned and looked at the rain with his eyes, unable to know what to do.
Just when he had no choice but to be crazy, a white cloud gradually appeared in the rain.
Tang Xiaokong shrinks and stares at it, secretly exclaiming: "How do you pop yourself out?"
The tendon cloud automatically emerged, revealing the trail, facing the downpour and rain, rising to the sky.
If Tang Yan realized that he jumped into the sky, like a light, he rushed into the sky, the end of the rain.
Looking at it, there is no rain in the sky, however, the ground is still a rain.
"Sports cloud, what do you want me to do?"
Tang Hao has a feeling that the tendon cloud must be what he wants to give him, but the tendon cloud can't speak, only the actual action is used to express it.
Huh!
The wind was blowing in the sky.
The rain rose against the trend, but it did not go down, but instead floated into the sky.
"Ah?" Tang Hao had never seen an abnormal scene, and the rain flew into the sky. Isn't that eccentric?
He still didn't want to understand what was going on. The rain rushed into the cloud of the muscles. The tendon cloud was like a person who drank a stomach and swollen.
Tang Yan’s foot on the tendon cloud has an illusion that it seems to be stepping on the swamp and water at the foot.
Don Juan is not clear, so only to promote the dragon god, dragon is the key to all problems, when there is no way to do it, running this set of exercises should be the most effective and safe.
Sure enough, when he spurred the dragon god, there was a subtle change between heaven and earth, as if everything was still for three seconds, he could even see the rain solidifying in midair.
Tang Yan sneaked, and the Dragon God really worked.
At the same time, a purple electric came out from the Yuan Ying body, along his meridians, came to the surface of the body.
Hey!
A thunderstorm exploded in the air.
Purple electricity fell into the clouds of the tendons, and the white clouds of the tendons were immediately dyed purple, and the electric light shook in the clouds, like a smart electric snake.
As if a lightning flashed through the heart of Tang Yan, he was shocked, a feeling of sudden and cheerful.
He put his eyes on the light and muttered to himself: "It turned out that it was so, a blind eye, I almost blinded my eyes."
A hook in his mouth reveals a relieved smile.
It turns out that the seven or eight floors are connected, and the tendon cloud has a shallow relationship with the rain in the eighth floor.
The dragons pay attention to the clouds and rain, the clouds, he has, that is, the muscles of the clouds, not only can control the distance, but also the cloud.
Cloth rain is another aspect, that is, the ability that the eighth floor will give him.
is an inseparable part, complementing each other, the tendon cloud will automatically shape, fly to the sky, and the rain will gather together to the clouds.
This abnormal phenomenon seems normal to him today.
The dragon woke him up, and the lightning-like light came out of the dragon seal.
He looked at the rich rainwater in the clouds, and his hands were wide and hung over the clouds. After the dragon gods were running, an invisible force permeated his palms and shrouded the clouds.
"Water gathers clouds, clouds produce water, electricity is cited, and clouds are raining!" He has a word in his mouth, and he has a big hand to explore, and he has to sneak into the clouds and sneak a few times.
Hey!
A purple electrician opened the tendon cloud and fell from it, drawing a long purple line between the heavens and the earth.
The sky seems to have been split into two by this purple power, and the terrible thunder and lightning pressure is chilling.
Tang Yan saw Leiyun beasts and lightning, far from the power of purple electricity. He slammed his mouth and said: "The purple electricity produced by Moonlight Essence is a huge harvest. It seems that we must study it well in the future. a bit."
He pressed a lot of emotions in his heart, and his attention was concentrated on the scene in front of him.
After the lightning fell, the rain in the sky poured down and sprinkled on the earth. It fell more than the previous downpour, and the slap was on the ground, and one pit after another appeared on the ground.
"Water drops are worn!"
His pupils shrank and stared at the little pits, which were the pits of the rain.
As the saying goes, the water drops are worn, which is the result of years and years, but this scene is completed in an instant, and it is conceivable how powerful the force contained in the rain.
The rain in the sky is like a fierce attack, which is so eye-catching.
"If it is against the enemy, it will be raining, and this large-scale attack is of course not to be underestimated."
There was a wave in his heart.
Nowadays, they have faced a lot of enemies. In the future, there may be more. Inevitably, they will have to rub with the big forces. Although the attacks one after another are fierce, the attack surface is too small.
This cloud-clouded attack is so powerful that it can attack the enemy in a wide range.
"I thought it would be a look at the clouds and rain. It didn't have much power. I didn't expect to have such power. It was really shocking."
"The dragons are not the dragons. The things harvested in this pavilion are so powerful, not to mention the various magical skills that they have specialized in cultivation."
He did not know that although the dragons had the magical powers of clouds and rains, the attack was far less powerful. He was because of the power of the purple power, it would have such a shocking effect.
The rain fell, and there were dense pits on the ground, which were more spectacular than the moon's surface.
He drove the clouds and flew down from the air. The sky was clear, there was no rain, no lightning.
At the moment when the purple power was opened, it flew into the heavens and the earth and merged into the earth.
Tang Zhen’s Yuan Ying can generate this kind of purple electricity, so he doesn’t care. If it’s the average person, I’m afraid I have to go back and get the purple electricity back.
Looking at the dense pit on the ground, he can imagine how terrible the power of the genius is, taking a deep breath, being deeply encouraged, and arrogant.
He stepped on the pit and walked forward step by step, like a general who reviewed the fruits of victory, without letting go of any detail.
Walking and walking, the scene in front of me became ethereal.
He jerked his head and looked up. The world in front of him disappeared, and he returned to the shack. The pavilion was empty and empty. There was nothing in it. But it was all true and true. I can imagine that it seems to be empty. The magical power of the place.
The tendon cloud disappeared again, and Tang Yan measured the underground floor with his feet, and there was no clue.
He only gave up, anyway, he had already got what he wanted, and he had learned all of it.
When he motivates the dragon god, the tendon cloud will appear, and then, the water gathers the clouds, the clouds produce water, and the electricity is cited, and the clouds and rains are all done.
"If there is a local drought, can I also use this method to resolve the drought, which is more reliable than those who pray to the sky."
Of course, this is just his wishful thinking.
He looked at the eighth floor of the circle again and walked downstairs step by step.
In the past, he would try a higher floor. Now he has repeatedly hit the wall. He has already understood the rules. The dragon has not reached a higher level. Even if he hits his head and breaks the blood, it will not help, and there is no way to climb. high floor.
Instead, it will be driven out of the shackles by the smashing of the squad, and only one month later will it be possible to enter the shack.
Tang Yan saw that the time was still early, and the court did not take the initiative to kick them out, which means that you can continue to stay in the pavilion.
There is no place in the pavilion where he wants to explore, so he stepped out of the pavilion step by step.
Looking up at the huge plaque, he flashed a shadow in his heart - it was a towering tower, just like a gong, just standing upside down.
He remembered the words of Jin Long, and did not go to the space outside the pavilion. He has already visited it once, and there are many gains. There is still time left, and of course it will not waste time and opportunity.
Therefore, he turned to the space outside the Pavilion.