1484 Sudden Change of Situation

The situation is changing, dark clouds are gathering, lightning flashes across the sky, and the speed is extremely fast. They all bombed Fang Lang.

Fang Lang grinned in pain, not because he was not determined, but because he was really seriously injured, and his whole body seemed to be burned. The strength that had just arrived at Yang drove him to treat Jiao Wai tenderly, as if he had matured.

terrible. Fang Lang seemed to be crossing the catastrophe. The power of thunder and lightning enveloped this blank space, making one's soul tremble.

"Boom!"

In the sea of ​​thunder, the purple light was dazzling, and a thick thunder and lightning blew down violently. 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 looks like a golden god of war, standing proudly in the sky, facing thunder and lightning.

"Nine battles!"

In the sky, the ancestors of Jiaolong stared with great interest at the leafy sky struck by lightning. Finally, there was a slight fluctuation in their eyes.

"I didn't expect that guy's skills to be passed down, but unfortunately it was too difficult to practice, and he wasn't strong enough in the early stage. It didn't explode until after the 7th floor." Jiaolong's ancestor thought secretly.

Wu Shen, who created the Nine Years War style, was a super strong man in ancient times. Even among the gods of war, it belongs to the highest level and is already very close to the Buddha.

Jiaolong's ancestors were fortunate to witness the filming of this powerful Wu Shen. His nine-year-old body has passed the ninth floor. His body is very strong. He stood there and let the Valkyries bombard him with all their strength, without causing him any harm.

This is where the fame of the first fitness movement came from.

"Kacha!" Terrible thunder and lightning bombarded Fang Lang. The golden light on his body suddenly dimmed. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and his face turned pale.

Rumbling sound. The thunder and lightning continued to bombard, Fang Lang suffered a heavy loss, his body was scarred, his body turned black, and his body was bloody.

"Snow!"

Fang Lang gushed blood. He encountered an unprecedented crisis. Countless thunder and lightning overwhelmed him. Terrible thunder and lightning covered his whole body.

Fang Lang felt numb all over his body, and even his soul was torn and trembling. The soul of the green witch in his body was also a lightning bolt, and suffered a terrible blow.

this is too scary!

This kind of lightning power has reached the 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's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he thought of a possibility.

He carefully felt that after the lightning entered his body, apart from destruction, there was also a pure force washing over 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 he understood instantly.

This is a prerequisite for Lightning Inheritance. Without a suitable body, it is impossible to accept such a terrifying lightning power.

Jiaolong's ancestors were using their power to transform Fang Lang's body.

Of course, if he was too poor, Fang Lang would die in this transformation. 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!"

How can you reach the pinnacle of martial arts if you can't even accept this?

I have poor talent, so I will suffer more than others!

...

Fang Lang cried in his heart, and he went crazy. He roared, and the light became even hotter. In the dark eyes, two dazzling lights shot out, brighter than the lightning in the sky.

Boom.

A big wave of thunder and lightning struck down, like a sea of ​​fiery red, drowning Fang Lang's whole body, the terrifying power of thunder and lightning enveloped the entire sky, and the sky was trembling.

Fang Lang's body was about to collapse. He bled profusely, his whole body was bloody, and even his eyes began to bleed. It was a charred corpse with roasted flesh.

"Me! No. Yes. Get down. Get down!"

Fang Langda roared, his whole body glowed again, and a map of the universe and the sky appeared behind him, and Qi Qi, a hundred small worlds, exploded, like a bright sun, exuding fiery brilliance.

"Oh my God!"

Up and down the Shenglong Road, as well as the Dragon Emperor, the elders and other people in the palace, Qi Qi immediately exclaimed.

Fang Lang broke into a hundred small worlds and shocked them.

It is obviously a second-level cultivation of King Wu, but at this moment, in Fang Lang's body, he shows the power comparable to that of an emperor.

The boundless thunder and lightning are blocked by the cosmic sky map composed of 100 small worlds.

"It's a bit interesting, but it's a detour!" In the sky, the ancestor of Jiaolong snorted softly, and Lei Hai suddenly trembled violently, making the boundless thunder even stronger.

The rumbling sound and the boiling thunder sea were all suppressed, engulfing Fang Lang in it.

The boundless thunder and lightning caused the collapse of this void, making the sky and the earth brilliant.

"Hmph, this talent is not worthy of being the son of Jiutian Palace. How could the guardian elders choose this son?" In the sky, the ancestors of Jiaolong didn't have the slightest sympathy, only puzzled eyes.

He is an ancient character. At that time, his Tiangong was the most powerful force, because their palace master was the Invincible Tianzun——.

At that time, Xiao Jiutian Gong's son was also the strongest talent. Each is an incomparable asset, eligible for promotion to Wushen.

The worst can also become the title of Wu Sheng.

At that time, there were many talents like Fang Lang in Jiutian Palace. It is impossible to be a son, even to be a true disciple is difficult.

Has the Nine Heavens Palace collapsed to the point that even the guardian elders have lost hope? Jiaolong's ancestor sighed.

At this time, in the boundless sea of ​​thunder, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out, and a huge shadow flashed up, looking down at the sky like a god.

"How is this possible!" Jiaolong's ancestor was shocked immediately, staring at this huge figure with an expression of disbelief on his face.

Like a god, it released an incomparable aura that made the ancestors of the Jiaolong people tremble.

This is the breath of the Valkyrie!

That majestic mountain was getting bigger and bigger, and finally surpassed the ancestors of Jiaolong, as if breaking through the sky, standing on 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. ..