Comprehension Recovery Evolution

Chapter 37
Lei Qianjun flicked his fingers, and the lightning ball held in his hand shrank inward, splitting into countless tiny electric light balls and surrounding him in an instant, his double pupils slowly turned red, and became red in less than two breaths. Like two flaming flames, Lei Qianjun grinned wickedly and said, "300 years ago, when I, Wan Leimengui, was number one in Zhengxiu, I was able to defeat five with one, let alone six. , there can be ten sessions in one generation, and none of them will be my opponent, Lei Qianjun!"

Ji Mengxian sneered when he heard the words: "No matter how strong the sect that betrayed Zhengxiu was, it was still a demon cultivator. 300 years ago, the Shenxiao family was in charge of the Wanlei Gate, led Zhengxiu, and joined hands to resist the invasion of demon cultivators from outside the sky. But after that battle, Zong Tian Yan Yuanqi was severely injured, retreated to cultivate, after your patriarch, the old man Thunderstorm visited, he disappeared, and then Wan Leimen betrayed Zhengxiu, devoted himself to demonic cultivation, and tampered with the divine thunder law. The "Thunder Thunder" you are practicing now The "Huang Yu Dian" is just a classic passed down by Zong Tianyan, Lei Qianjun, aren't you afraid that such tampered exercises will cause any problems?"

"Is there a problem with practice? Ha! There are problems everywhere in my demon cultivation technique, but as long as it is powerful enough, it will be fine." Lei Qianjun grinned and said: "It's not like you are cultivating, practicing physical skills and refining qi for 30 years , 50 years of refining Qi to build a foundation, work steadily, step by step, pay attention to the state of mind, the early stage is too slow, although in the middle and late stages, the improvement is faster and more stable than our magic skills, but if you get stronger, you have to reach the golden elixir realm after all, right? The magic power is different. The magic power "Thunder Emperor's Jade Code" itself is derived from an extremely powerful book, plus the magic power is demonized. I, Lei Qianjun, don't even pay attention to a mere cultivator genius!"

After finishing speaking, Lei Qianjun straightened his arms, and gently squeezed his palms!
In the instantaneous diffusion field of countless electric light balls, the sound of thunder can be heard endlessly, and the purple-red lightning forms a "field" that envelops everyone!

"Explosion!" Lei Qianjun said softly.

Including Zhang Yang, all seven people present were blown away by the thunder ball!

Lei Qianjun slowly walked up to Zhang Yang who looked like Yan Yunhai.

There was curling smoke all over Zhang Yang, and the smell of meat filled the air.

"Who is selected this year? Come here, I can only count you as unlucky." Lei Qianjun looked at Zhang Yang and stretched out his palm, and said coldly: "Any outstanding seedlings who are cultivating will be the future enemies of my Demon Sect !"

"Wow, you, the dead will not let you go!" Zhang Yang jumped up and shouted: "Muscle control: anti-thunder!"

The dense muscles are dark in color and cover the whole body. The muscles are not big, but they look weird. They are as hard as horny, as if a layer of scales has grown on Zhang Yang's body!
"It's just a small technique, and the cultivation base is not enough to refine Qi, and the ants are still struggling!" Lei Qianjun smiled contemptuously, and with a wave of his right hand, the thunder ball hit Zhang Yang.

"Zi la la!"

Zhang Yang grabbed the thunder ball with one hand, squeezed it hard, and the thunder ball was annihilated!

"Hey! Lei Qianjun, I'm afraid you don't know that there is a substance called 'insulator' in this world!" Zhang Yang looked at his palm and said in a low voice, "Muscle control: physical fitness!"

The muscles all over his body bulged, and Zhang Yang's physique became wider and taller. With Yan Yunhai's appearance, he grinned and said, "Is it an ant? You can only know if you try it!"

"It's interesting." Lei Qianjun stretched out his hands at the same time, a total of six lightning balls were divided into eighteen in an instant, and hit Zhang Yang at the same time.

Zhang Yang was unharmed.

"You probably don't know the meaning of insulator." Zhang Yang, who looked like Yan Yunhai, stretched out a finger and said, "Thunder surgery is ineffective for me!"

"However, I can break through the limit of my physical strength through secret techniques!" With a low growl, Zhang Yang's right arm squirmed, and with a flick of his hand, his arm suddenly grew. After hitting the flying Lei Qianjun, he clasped it with one hand Grab him to yourself.

"Meng Yao... Fairy!" Zhang Yang shouted, "How to deal with this guy!"

Lei Qianjun struggled with all his strength, but he seemed to be too confident in the "Lei Huang Yu Dian" and neglected the development of his body. His body stopped at the limit of his physical strength, and he couldn't break free from Zhang Yang's restraint. Zhang Yang!

"kill!"

"Kill it!"

"If the demon cultivator loses a genius who will not last for three generations, we will indirectly save the lives of hundreds of brothers and sisters! Hundreds of millions of people in the world! There is no need to be merciful! Kill him!"

Several other people who took Lei Qianjun's thunder ball were seriously injured, and were also paralyzed by the thunder element, so they could only growl from afar.

Zhang Yang chuckled in Yan Yunhai's thick voice: "Yes, senior brothers!"

"Don't even think about it—! I'm a peerless genius, how can I fall here!!!" Lei Qianjun roared, and suddenly his right arm was completely lighted, and the thin and winding Thunder Snake walked in it. There was a burst of high temperature on Zhang Yang's arm.

"Damn it!" Zhang Yang subconsciously let go of his hand while screaming, and Lei Qianjun escaped.

"Gold, wood, water, fire, and earth, after all, are low-level disciples. Lei, the essence, is fire! Boy, what's your name! You shouldn't be unknown if you can make me Lei Qianjun into such a mess! You are a serious cultivator, dare to sign up Huh!" Lei Qianjun panted heavily, the light in his arms gradually faded, and he returned to normal: "To be able to force me to use the "Thunderstorm Light Fist" is unique among the ten sects of righteousness and evil!"

"Haha! There's nothing you dare not say! If you don't want to change your name, you won't change your surname. Grandpa, my name is Yan Yunhai!" Zhang Yang didn't care about Yan Yunhai's life or death, and habitually blamed him.

"Hmph! Good! Yan Yunhai, right?" Lei Qianjun was furious with thunder and lightning, starting from his feet, his whole body slowly transformed into a thunderous quality, and said in his mouth: "Kill you, within a hundred years, the three generations of Zhengxiu will In this battle, I, Lei Qianjun, will become invincible!"

Zhang Yang threw a God-level Guben Pellet into his mouth, his body swelled, and he didn't even know the name of the move. He quickly transformed into a black giant, and then slapped Lei Qianjun!

Lei Qianjun resisted and punched out with one punch!
Zhang Yang's long-prepared "To the Bone Strength" was suddenly launched, and he shouted angrily: "Good job!"

"puff!"

The two vomited blood at the same time and flew backwards!

Zhang Yang hurriedly took a god-level Strengthening Pill, and Lei Qianjun was in a miserable state. Not only did his thunderous nature disappear and he returned to his original shape, but his chest and abdomen were even bloody and bloody. "Pierce through the flesh and blood, and be seriously injured in an instant!

Zhang Yang stood up and saw Lei Qianjun struggling to make the seal with both hands, and was shocked: "Damn, you're not even dead!"

"Hmph, who am I...how...can...die here...hurt!" A long line of blood flew away instantly, and Lei Qianjun escaped.

"Damn, it's all gone!" Zhang Yang stared, covered his face with his hands and said: "Brothers, Yan Yunhai has no merit, so don't leave embarrassment behind, see you again!"

Zhang Yang quickly moved away in the form of a black giant. His body shrank continuously during the process of leaving, and quickly returned to his normal body shape. Then he shouted: "Muscle Control: Speed!"

Suddenly there was a line of dust, and Zhang Yang ran away in an instant.

(End of this chapter)