Liu Qingyan and others were shocked. Seeing Cheng Ling sitting motionless on the ground as if in a daze, they hurriedly rushed to rescue him. It's just that they are too far away from Cheng Ling and can't catch up for a while.
Cheng Ling didn't know what happened just now, but the various images brought him back to the scene where his soul was transported to the earth. Just when the dozens of thunder and lightning were about to approach, he instantly regained control of his body, and his body shape changed. He turned sideways and rolled towards the direction Liu Qingyan and others were rushing towards, barely escaping the lightning strike.
In this instant, Liu Qingyan and four others rushed over and protected him in front of him, resisting the attack of more than a dozen thunder soldiers.
Jian Yinghao turned around and asked, "Brother Cheng, are you okay?"
Cheng Ling came to his senses and said hurriedly: "It's okay, you continue. I suddenly have some thoughts in my mind that need to be sorted out."
The four of them frowned, a trace of worry flashing in their eyes.
Cheng Ling's behavior was too abnormal. I hope nothing happens. Otherwise, it's unclear whether the monks who entered the Palace of Inanimate Relics would be able to escape unscathed. They did not believe that King Jiao, Li Guanglin and others could exit the secret realm unharmed with their abilities.
Cheng Ling's mind was undergoing earth-shaking changes at this time. The artistic conception of thunder suddenly reached 100% without any external force. You must know that in order to avoid overloading the soul, he deliberately did not understand the power of artistic conception other than the five elements and space.
Coupled with the figure he saw before, all the secrets of thunder spells kept flashing in his mind, replaying them over and over again. After a period of time like this, he suddenly realized that there were so many thunder soldiers here, wasn't the purpose of thunder spells to deal with them?
Thinking of this, I decided to experiment. Close your eyes, recall the posture of the figure releasing the thunder spell again, learn to put your fingers together, point towards the sky, and whisper: "Big Thunder Spell!"
"...."
There are power grids all over the sky, but not a single one of them comes down!
Hmm..., the posture just now must be wrong, think again!
Playing it back again, it seems that the arms are not straight enough, the butt is not upright enough... and the whole body is out of shape. Could that figure be a form...? Waterfall sweat!
Holding back his discomfort, he adjusted the posture of the figure, tried to keep it consistent with the image in his mind, held back his breath, and shouted again: "Great Thunder Technique!"
The power grid in the sky seemed to be pulled by a force, but it returned to its original state in an instant.
Cheng Ling was immediately embarrassed. It seemed that his talent in magic was not as good as that of swordsmanship. He tried twice in a row and couldn't use it.
Jian Yinghao and others were confused and didn't know what he was doing.
Duanmucheng, Dugu Feng, and Murong Qian looked at the slut's posture and cursed angrily: "Sect Master Cheng, I tried my best to stop the thunder soldiers. I almost used up all my strength. Are you there?" What are you doing? You are playing monkey!"
Cheng Ling's face turned red and she didn't know what to say.
Liu Qingyan quits, and there is no way to bully our Cheng Ling! He said angrily: "Why are you shouting? Didn't you see that he is comprehending the thunder spell? If you are capable, you can comprehend it and all the thunder soldiers will be wiped out in one move!"
With her understanding of magic, she had already figured out what Cheng Ling wanted to do. It's just that I suffer from the fact that I don't have thunder spirit roots. Although I have obtained the skills of Ji Lei Dao, I have never practiced it.
The three of them were shocked. This shrew is really tough! I am too busy to resist the thunder soldiers now, so I won’t argue with you for now...!
Cheng Ling was moved quickly
Even though I cried, my little sister Qingyan was still considerate. It doesn’t take more than three times. I don’t believe that you can’t understand it after three times! Close your eyes, concentrate all your mental energy, and recall the shadow's movements in your mind again.
After taking a closer look, I found a difference indeed. When the other party cast the spell, there seemed to be an extremely small electric snake running through the meridians of the body, like a luck method.
Thinking of this, he immediately calmed down and ran a circle according to the path of thunder spiritual power in his memory. He suddenly opened his eyes, stared at the sky with piercing eyes, shouted angrily, "Great Thunder Technique!"
"Crack!"
A bolt of thunder and lightning fell in response, hitting the group of thunder soldiers. Several thunder soldiers were immediately hit, turned into flying ashes, and completely annihilated!
Everyone was shocked and turned to look at Cheng Ling. They saw him forming an S-shape with his fingers pointing to the sky and his eyes flashing with excitement. It was such a slutty sight.
Liu Qingyan breathed a long sigh of relief and thought to herself: This guy finally figured it out!
Cheng Ling was overjoyed, firmly memorized the luck technique, and continued to shout: "Great Thunder Technique!"
"Great Thunder Technique!"
"Great Thunder Technique!"
"Great Thunder Technique!"
"...."
"Click" "Click" "Click"...
Following his cry, thunder and lightning continued to fall from the sky. Each thunder and lightning could kill several thunder soldiers instantly, which was much more powerful than the eighth-grade talisman.
Everyone was overjoyed and looked sideways. Not only was Cheng Ling superb in swordsmanship, but he was also so powerful in thunder spells? Dugu Feng, Murong Qian, and Duanmucheng smiled awkwardly, and said sheepishly: "Sect Master Cheng, I was too impatient just now, please forgive me!"
Cheng Ling had no time to care about them. The cries of "Great Thunder Technique" kept coming. But after a while, the high-pitched voice became much lower. The thunderbolt struck by the demonstrative figure in his mind was at least as thick as the mouth of a bowl. In his case, it was only as thick as a chopstick, which was really inferior!
Fortunately, he is thick-skinned. Anyway, no monk here can cast thunder spells, and others can't tell. While your hands are still warm, use it a few more times. Once you become proficient, you will be able to master them all! As for the thunder spells used in group attacks, I don't expect to be able to understand them now.
With a quick glance, he saw that only half of the thunder soldiers in front were left, and more than 300 of our own monks were dead. Making a quick decision, he said to Dugu Feng and the others: "Three family heads, don't worry about the thunder soldiers on the left, right and back. Charge forward with all your strength and break through the encirclement as quickly as possible!"
After saying that, he stepped out with the Xuan Kong Step, and instantly arrived at the battle circle in front. He used the Thunderbolt Technique, continuously bombarding people down, and soon opened a passage.
To this day, he doesn't dare to call "Great Thunder Technique" anymore. Why, chopstick-thick thunder and lightning is not really big... However, after casting the spell dozens of times just now, he also mastered some tricks. In fact, there is no need to bend the body into an S shape like that figure. That posture is too ugly. As long as the luck is right, the thunder and lightning will naturally fall.
The monks looked at him like a god, controlling the thunder and lightning in the sky, and they were all shocked. After a moment, he remembered to break out of the encirclement first. King Jiao, Lu Jiansheng, Family Head Zhao and others gave orders, and all the monks rushed towards the passage opened by Cheng Ling.
"Don't be obsessed with fighting, break through at full speed!"
Cheng Ling didn't know if there would be any blocking thunder soldiers ahead. The key was to break out of the dense forest in front of him. Be the first to lead the way, and the lightning skills in his hands will not stop, in a straight line
He rushed out of the encirclement of thunder soldiers and led everyone forward.
Gradually, he became more and more proficient in the lightning technique in his hand, and the lightning almost tripled in size. Although not as powerful as that figure, a lightning technique could kill more than a dozen thunder soldiers instantly.
In fact, this is very simple. After all, these thunder soldiers are transformed by the power of thunder and lightning derived from the thunder wood. Cheng Ling's guess was not wrong. They did contain the origin of thunder in their bodies, but it was very small, almost only one in a million.
This trace of thunder's origin mutated over hundreds of millions of years, and then it became a thunder soldier, possessing a trace of Yimu Zhenglei's aura. Therefore, Cheng Ling felt a little afraid of it. However, this is only one of the factors. The other factor is related to his soul traveling to Canglan Continent, but the reason is so confusing that he cannot imagine it at all.
The group of people exerted their physical skills to the limit, and not long after, they escaped from the encirclement and found an open space with relatively few thunder trees.
Cheng Ling sat down slumped and meditated cross-legged to recover the consumed sword energy. Using the Thunderbolt Technique continuously for a long time consumes too much energy. In this crisis-ridden Wushengyi Palace, not maintaining peak condition is tantamount to committing suicide.
After everyone got a chance to breathe, they also sat down and resumed their consumption.
After a long time, they recovered one by one and opened their eyes.
Dugu Feng, Murong Qian, Duanmucheng, and Yun Piaomiao looked at each other, bowed slightly to Cheng Ling, and said, "Sect Master Cheng, thank you very much this time."
King Jiao glanced at the four of them, sighed inwardly, and reluctantly raised his hand to Cheng Ling as a thank you.
There was nothing we could do about it. If Cheng Ling hadn't mastered the Great Thunder Technique, he would have been surrounded by more than 8,000 thunder soldiers. Even if he could break through, he would probably only have half his life left. What's more, the monks from the sect he brought with him would not know. How many can survive.
Cheng Ling can be said to have saved their lives! But while they were grateful, they were even more afraid of him. Those thunder soldiers left them helpless, and all forces suffered great losses. On the other hand, the Wuxiang Sword Sect was almost unscathed, especially Cheng Ling, who was able to understand such a powerful thunder attack, and his own combat power was greatly enhanced. Even King Jiao was no longer sure of defeating it.
Lu Jiansheng and Feng Feifei were very happy. As allies of the Wuxiang Sword Sect, the stronger Cheng Ling was, the more beneficial it was to them.
Zhao Shiyan cupped his hands towards Cheng Ling and said, "Sect Master Cheng is indeed extraordinary. It turns out that he had a plan in mind. What's even more rare is that he has understood the thunder spell."
After saying that, he had a look of envy on his face.
Don't underestimate the Great Thunder Technique. The spells learned by ordinary practitioners are based on their own cultivation, using their own true energy and the spiritual power of heaven and earth to release the spells. The power of the spell depends on the true energy released by the monk.
Therefore, the true energy is small and the spell is not powerful enough. A powerful spell, but the true essence itself cannot be released multiple times.
But the big thunder technique is different, Zhao Shiyan has been paying attention to it. Cheng Ling didn't succeed until his third try. It was obvious that this spell was difficult to master. Furthermore, from the first great lightning strike to breaking out of the siege, it was performed more than a hundred times in a row. Moreover, the destructive power of the Great Thunder Technique can be seen completely. It is more powerful than the eighth-grade top talisman. You can imagine how much real energy is required.
It seems that Cheng Ling, like them, only recovered after adjusting his breath for a period of time. Obviously, not much real energy is consumed, which means that the Great Thunder Technique is much more efficient in drawing on the spiritual power of heaven and earth than ordinary spells. What's more, thunder spells have the most powerful attack power among all spells.
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