"Boom!"
At this time, there was another roar in the sky, and then heavy rain poured down.
"tumultuous!"
Yuanzhuan Yuanli propped up a protective barrier to isolate the surrounding rainwater. The next moment, Fei Ren also started to use the Bodhidharma Transformation Thousand Gong, and at the same time tried to attract the attention of the thundercloud in the sky.
"Dharma Fist!"
Summoning all his energy, Fei Ren punched the sky. A large amount of golden fist power swept away, and at the same time, it shot straight into the sky and hit the terrifying thundercloud in the sky.
Although the thunderclouds in the sky are a strange phenomenon between heaven and earth, they are not directed at any one party.
However, due to Fei Ren's full force punch, the thundercloud seemed to be provoked, and the roar became even louder, and countless thunder snakes suddenly appeared.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a thunder snake as thick as a bucket fell from the sky, and then fell straight in the direction of Fei Ren. Wherever the thunder snake went, it was filled with a wave of destructive power, and in an instant, countless vegetation turned into Flying ash, only seeing black smoke surrounding it is heart-stopping.
"Are you coming...!"
Below, seeing the terrifying thunder snake flying towards him, Fei Ren immediately used his energy to protect his body. At the same time, Bodhidharma's golden body was fully opened, and his whole body was raised several feet taller. His whole body was covered with bursts of red golden light. shrouded.
To induce thunder and temper the body, the competition is the strength of the body!
However, Fei Ren did not dare to be so powerful that he could directly use his physical body to resist the power bombardment of these thunder snakes head-on.
Therefore, he still needs to make some protective preparations.
"Wow..."
In an instant, the clothes on his upper body were taken off, exposing his strong wheat-colored muscles. The next moment, Fei Ren's eyes were solemn, and he showed a trace of determination.
"bring it on!"
"Boom!"
In just one breath, the roaring terrifying thunder snake suddenly struck, and then hit Fei Ren's body hard.
"Well...!"
The protective energy was shattered in an instant, and he was hit by a thunder snake in front of him. Even with the defensive blessing of Bodhidharma's golden body, Fei Ren's face still didn't look good at this moment. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, as if he had suffered some injuries. The momentum also dropped a bit.
"Tsk!"
Accompanied by a tearing sound of flesh and skin tissue, Fei Ren's body trembled slightly in the next moment. At the same time, he was sweating profusely and almost fell to the ground.
"What a powerful thunder power...!"
Fei Ren could clearly feel that this lightning snake had not only penetrated into his body, but was also flowing towards his Dantian and surrounding meridians, causing a burst of severe pain and numbness along the way, as if the blood was all gone. It's like being burnt.
Although this lightning snake was full of destructive power, it was rushing through the meridians in his body, as if he was in a deserted place.
However, under the stimulation of the power of thunder, Fei Ren's body and physique are gradually strengthening, and at the same time, Bodhidharma's Thousand Transformations Gong has also been vaguely improved, and the bottleneck of the originally stagnant skill finally shows signs of loosening.
"It really works!"
Fei Ren also looked overjoyed when he noticed the changes in his body.
....
At the same time, while Fei Ren was using the power of thunder to practice his skills, the battle in the ancestral mausoleum became more and more cruel.
The large number of fighting and competitions not only did not reduce the number of warriors entering the ancestral mausoleum, but there was also a trend of more and more warriors entering the ancestral mausoleum.
Deep in the ancestral mausoleum, in front of a cliff
"who are you?!"
A middle-aged man with disheveled blond hair struggled to his feet, vomited out a mouthful of black blood, and looked at the opposite side in horror.
Not far away from the opposite side, I saw a man in white standing quietly. The aura around him was like a dragon. At this moment, he was swallowing clouds and spitting mist, wrapping up and down.
Even if you are only a few feet away from it, you can feel a strong sense of oppression coming, which is heart-stopping!
"You are a Sanren from the Tianlong Sect."
The corners of his mouth raised, and the man in white made a faint sound.
"Dragon Cult!"
"what is that....?!"
Hearing this, the blond middle-aged man looked stunned at first, then clenched his fists, with a faint look of fear in his eyes.
His name is Hejinsha, and he is the eldest son of Heer, the current leader of the Vaishya tribe. His energy cultivation has reached the eighth level of the martial arts realm, and his strength is not weak.
However, he is still no match for the man in white opposite him!
The strength of the man in white has far exceeded He Jinsha's imagination. He has never felt this powerful sense of oppression even in front of his father Hel!
Moreover, he had never heard of the Tianlong Sect that the other party mentioned.
"Idiot, I've never heard of the Tianlong Sect. It's just a barbarian waste..."
Glancing at He Jinsha, the man in white looked disdainfully, as if he was looking at an ant.
"What?!"
Faced with the ridicule, He Jinsha's face suddenly turned red.
As the young leader of the Vaishya tribe, one of the five major tribes, he had never suffered such humiliation.
At this moment, He Jinsha was called a barbarian waste by the man in white. Even if he was outmatched in strength, He Jinsha was suddenly furious.
"Damn it, dad and the others haven't arrived yet...!"
Although he was full of anger, he was afraid of the opponent's terrifying strength. He Jinsha did not take action immediately. Instead, he silently used his energy while looking at the man in white opposite him with a wary expression.
In order to find the location of the royal palace ruins, he and other Vaishya tribe masters, including Heer and others, split up their forces.
Due to the scattered power, he was alone at the moment, and there were no other masters from the Vaishya tribe present.
"Even if reinforcements arrive, they won't be able to save you in the end..."
"Go to hell!"
As if unwilling to waste time with He Jinsha, the man in white also smiled coldly at the next moment. At the same time, the energy in his palm surged, and a pure white pan dragon swept out, like a dragon god coming down to earth, with a majestic voice!
"No....!"
Facing the attack of the man in white, He Jinsha's eyes widened and he let out a desperate scream. The next moment, his entire body was swallowed up by the huge pan dragon, and not even a corpse was left.
A master at the eighth level of the martial arts realm, killed with one move!
Although He Jinsha's strength is not weak, under the absolute strength gap, it is still difficult to escape.
The aura of the man in white fluctuated endlessly, and even if he killed He Jinsha with one move, he didn't seem to have used all his strength.
Such terrifying strength, and the ability to instantly kill an eighth level martial artist with one move, can only be achieved by a master of the martial arts realm!
"Hmm...? There is also a powerful aura of Yuanli..."
After dealing with He Jinsha, the man in white suddenly looked suspicious and frowned slightly.
"Sixth level and above of the Martial Spirit Realm...who is it...?"
Looking towards the horizon, the man in white restrained his expression, his eyes showing contemplation.
Just now, he also suddenly noticed that there was a very powerful Yuanli aura emerging that was not weaker than him.
Although this powerful aura of Yuanli only disappeared in a flash, it still did not escape his detection.
Most of the warriors entering the ancestral mausoleum are below the Martial Spirit Realm. Among them, there are only a handful of Martial Spirit Realm experts. Indra, the chief of the Brahma tribe, can barely be counted as one. As for existences above the sixth level of the Martial Spirit Realm, they have never been seen!
"No matter who you are, whatever is left behind in the Martial King Realm must belong to someone in my custody!"
Looking back, the man in white smiled coldly, and then disappeared in an instant, as if he had never appeared before.
