Chapter 476: The Realm of King Wu

Finally, the sixth round of the Thunder passed.

But the dark clouds in the sky have not dissipated, and they seem to be extremely furious. They are surging like crazy, and they seem to use all their power to destroy the two ants below.

"No, no, how did this happen? Why isn't it over yet? You can't do this, you can't do this!"

Seeing this scene, the black-robed youth was terrified and screamed in horror.

But, the next moment——

Boom!

Thunder landed.

This time, Thunder's power was several times stronger than before.

Lu Ming's eyes were extremely solemn.

boom!

The next moment, all of his two bloodlines erupted, and the mood of wind and fire also erupted. Lu Ming held a long spear and kept blasting towards the thunder that fell from the sky.

boom! boom!

Every thunderbolt fell, Lu Ming's body trembled wildly, his muscles and bones trembled, as if he was about to be torn apart.

And some thunder strikes on the rune of the mood of thunder, and the rune of mood is madly twisted and shakes, as if it will collapse at any time.

"Hold on, you must hold on!"

Lu Ming roared in his heart and tried his best to resist.

"True Dragon Strike!"

Lu Ming's spear stabbed out, and a three-color vacuum flew out, but after being struck by several thunderbolts, it dissipated directly, and then, one after another thunderbolt struck Lu Ming.

puff!

Lu Ming coughed up blood, and his body fell to the ground, hitting the ground into a big pit.

But the next moment, Lu Ming rushed out of the pit and continued to resist.

boom! boom! …

A few more thunders,

There were cracks all over Lu Ming's body, and blood beads continued to seep out.

The seventh wave of Thunder was too strong.

Lu Ming was miserable, but the black-robed youth was even worse.

He screamed again and again, a large amount of fog came out of his body, blood spurted wildly from his mouth, his body was smoking, and his body was almost shattered, and there were scorched pits, blood and flesh were blurred.

At the back, his body was almost broken in two, both of which were cracked, and even the internal organs of the bones could be seen.

Cultivating evil sect martial arts is most afraid of thunder, and transcending tribulation is much more difficult than other martial artists. At this time, it is naturally extremely miserable.

However, the black-robed youth is indeed powerful and has extremely strong vitality, so he has survived this, but the injury is extremely heavy.

Almost fell.

When the thunder dissipated, he desperately flew out into the distance, and a resentful shout echoed between the heavens and the earth.

"Little bastard, if this revenge is not avenged, I swear not to be a human being!

The sound disappeared, and the people went away.

At this time, the dark clouds in the sky finally dissipated, and the world returned to peace.

woohoo...

Lu Ming exhaled a few long breaths.

Lei Jie, the further back, the stronger the power, and by the seventh round, Lu Ming was almost unable to resist.

"Everyone else has three rounds, but I actually have seven rounds!"

Lu Ming smiled bitterly.

However, the benefits are self-evident. I saw that Lu Ming's artistic conception runes were brilliant, like crystal purple jade.

The most important thing is that his artistic conception rune is actually two inches long, which is already a first-level artistic conception.

Ordinary Xiaocheng Wang, the cultivation of artistic conception, is only in this realm.

Just after the thunder tribulation, the artistic conception has reached the first level of small success, but it is still seen by others, and it is not scared to death.

Not far away, there is really a person, that bald man.

At this time, he wasn't dead yet, looked at Lu Ming in disbelief, and shouted in horror, "How is it possible, how is it possible?"

Thinking of him practicing for decades, the artistic conception rune is still only an inch long. Compared with Lu Ming, it is a world of difference.

Lu Ming didn't bother to pay attention to him, he sat cross-legged, and tried his best to run the Dragon Fighting Art.

At this point, it was the final key stone carving.

After Thunder's tempering, the True Qi in Lu Ming's body was completely transformed into True Qi, a 100% transformation.

At the same time, the cyclone in the dantian spun frantically, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth gathered towards Lu Ming frantically.

But this aura is far from enough.

Lu Ming waved his hand, and piles of top-quality spirit crystals appeared around him.

"Blast me!"

Lu Ming's arm shook, and suddenly——

bump! bump! …

At least 20,000 top-quality spiritual crystals burst open, and infinite spiritual energy burst out.

The blood of the Nine Dragons opened his mouth and inhaled, and the rolling spiritual energy of heaven and earth was swallowed in.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was continuously transformed into true essence, and the true essence in Lu Ming's body began to increase wildly and became stronger.

Now, although Lu Ming's realm has broken through, the amount of real essence in his body has not kept up. Now, he just needs to replenish the amount of real essence.

Moreover, Lu Ming practiced the true art of fighting the dragon. He has already cultivated to the ninth level. His true essence is extremely strong, and he needs too much spiritual energy.

The 20,000 top-grade spirit crystals were quickly used up, and Lu Ming took out another 20,000 top-grade spirit crystals.

Continue to devour and refine frantically.

The true essence in Lu Ming's body is constantly improving, and the aura emanating from him is getting stronger and stronger.

This is the breath of a king.

In this way, Lu Ming swallowed 20,000 top-grade spirit crystals, and took out another 20,000 pieces, before and after, a total of eight times.

In other words, Lu Ming devoured and refined 160,000 top-grade spirit crystals in total.

What a terrifying number is this?

Not far away, the bald-headed man was almost scared to death, his eyes were sluggish, looking at Lu Ming, and whispering in his mouth: "Evil, this is a monster, I shouldn't listen to the bewitchment of the Thunder Palace Master, deal with such a monster. , Hall Master of Thunder, I haven't killed him now, you will die sooner or later, haha!"

The bald-headed man laughed loudly for a while, his breath weakened rapidly, and he died like this.

At this moment, Lu Ming got up, his eyes flickered, showing excitement.

"King Wu, is this the realm of King Wu? It's too strong. Compared with King Wu, the half-step king is really 108,000 miles away. No wonder, some people say that there are ants under King Wu!"

Lu Ming felt the boundless true essence in his body and sighed.

Now, his true essence is ten times stronger than before.

Moreover, it is 100% pure, and it works without any obscurity.

"My physical body has also reached the sixth rank and is complete!"

Lu Ming found that after experiencing the tempering of the thunder tribulation, his fleshly body was one step closer to reaching the sixth-grade fleshly body, and he was one step away from reaching the seventh-grade fleshly body.

"The most important thing is the mood!"

Lu Ming sensed carefully and found that in the sea of ​​consciousness, a two-inch-long artistic conception rune was quietly suspended.

Lu Ming stretched out his palm and grabbed the air. Suddenly, the power of thunder between heaven and earth gathered crazily towards Lu Ming's palm. In the blink of an eye, in Lu Ming's hand, a spear that was completely condensed by thunder appeared.

zizi…

The thunder flashed, and there was a burning smell in the air, and even the air was scorched by the power of the thunder.

Swish!

With a wave of Lu Ming's hand, the thunder spear turned into an electric light and flew towards the sky.

In the blink of an eye, it flew out of the deep pit, flew above the clouds, and burst open.

Boom!

In the sky, thunder and lightning are scattered all over the sky.

"The artistic conception of first-level thunder is small, so strong, so strong!"

Lu Ming's eyes flashed. Wan Dao Dragon Emperor