Chapter 475
One half of the thunder was chopping at Lu Ming, while the other half was chopping away at those corpse refining maniacs.
Lu Ming controls the mood Rune and tries to resist it.
After dozens of roars, Lu Ming succeeded in blocking this wave of thunder, and the artistic conception Rune of thunder is even more brilliant.
But those corpses were much worse.
Refining corpses, originally belongs to evil and different things. They are most afraid of thunder and fire, which are as strong as Yang. What's more, thunder robbery is a complete killer.
After a wave of thunder robbery, at least 20 corpses were chopped into coke, which was blown by the wind and turned into dust.
"Damn it, damn it, little bastard, there are only three waves of thunder robbery. After three waves of thunder robbery, I will tear you into pieces!"
The cold voice roared, full of heartache.
Obviously, those corpses were the bodies of the strong men above Wuzong who were killed by them from the three sects, such as the magic sword sect. He set up the ten thousand corpse formation with this, in order to refine a strong body.
But now, all of a sudden, more than 20 refining corpses have been destroyed, the great array of corpses has been broken, and his heart is dripping blood.
"Is it? Then go on! "
Lu Ming moved and rushed to the other side.
Over here, there's a bunch of corpses.
There was no roar.
Boom!
It's dozens of thunderclaps again. This time the thunder is more powerful than the last one.
It's still half to Lu Ming, and half to those refining corpses.
"Block it!"
Lu Ming roars and doesn't fight thunder, but controls artistic conception Rune resistance with all his strength.
Boom! Boom
One after another, the thunderclap continuously splits on the artistic conception rune. Each time it falls, the mood Rune vibrates, as if it will collapse. But the next moment, it stands up and becomes more solid.
When the thunder is over, the artistic conception Rune remains unchanged, crystal clear, and becomes the color of purple jade.
On the other side, dozens of refining corpses were chopped into coke.
"Little beast, little scum, now that the three waves of Thunder have passed, go and die!"
The cold voice sounded.
At the same time, the sound of breaking the sky comes, a body refining, towards Lu Ming, and in the refining of the corpse, Lu Ming also saw a young man in a black robe.
The young man, who was twenty years old, was pale, pale, and full of blood.
"Little beast, I will make you into a corpse, a puppet of mine, and fight for me all my life!"
The cold way of youth.
"Is it? I'm afraid you don't have the chance! "
Lu Ming's mouth, a trace of inexplicable smile, and then step move, directly toward the black robed youth and a large number of corpses.
Boom!
On top of Lu Ming's head, lightning and thunder are thundering, and the pressure of terror diffuses, which seems to be stronger than just now.
"Ah? What's going on? Why has your thunder robbed three rounds and not finished yet? No, no, back off
Black robed youth, face crazy change, scream repeatedly, body back crazy retreat.
But it's too late for those corpses to return.
A loud noise, the sky, and dozens of lightning split, more powerful.
Lu Ming's eyes are bright and firm, but she still doesn't resist it. All of them are resisted by Yijing rune.
Yijing Rune trembles wildly, like a candle in the wind. It seems that it will be extinguished at any time, but it is always strong enough to survive.
"Why? The Yijing Rune has become longer! "
After the thunder, Lu Ming is surprised to find that the Yijing Rune of thunder has become longer.
At first, it was an inch, but now it's a little longer.
Generally, the artistic conception runes that have just been condensed are all the first-class mood runes.
The first level artistic conception Rune can be divided into entry, small success, big success and perfection.
However, most of the martial arts in the realm of King Wu understand the first-class artistic conception.
Exactly, the four levels correspond to the four levels of King Wu's realm.
Generally, the lower king is the first level to understand the artistic conception rune. The length of the artistic conception rune is about one inch long.
The artistic conception Rune of Xiaocheng is the first level of Xiaocheng, which is two inches long.
And so on.
If you want to break through the realm of King Wu, you must first break through the artistic conception, and then you can break through the cultivation.
But now, Lu Ming has not completely broken through the king of Wu, his mood rune is actually more than an inch long, which is extremely rare.
Lu Ming was overjoyed. This is a good thing.
Lu Mingxi, but the black robed youth is roaring.
The wave of thunder just now directly split a large number of corpses into coke. At a glance, there are at least 50.
The main reason is that the body refining just now was too concentrated, and it happened to be ended in one pot.
"My corpseThe black robed youth screamed with blood in his heart.
"Don't worry, and go on!"
Lu Ming laughs and rushes to other Lian Lian Lian corpses.
In the sky, a wave of thunder fell down.
Fifth wave!
Ordinary warriors break through the realm of King Wu, and there are only three rounds of thunder robbery. But now, there is a fifth wave of thunder robbery by Lu Ming.
The young man in black almost wanted to cry.
Crackling!
Another thunder split, another large refining corpse was split into coke.
However, Lu Ming finally survived, and the Yijing Rune was a little longer, approaching the length of two inches.
"You pervert, demon!"
Black robed youth roared.
He is extremely manic. His cultivation has reached the triple level of King Wu. Under normal circumstances, he is confident that he can beat Lu Ming to death with one hand. But now, he does not dare to do so.
Afraid of a hand, under the traction of Qi machine, Lei Jie covers him and brings him in together.
He roared in his heart. As long as Lu Mingdu finished his robbery, he had a hundred vicious ways to deal with Lu Ming.
"Scold me? Then come together
Lu Ming's eyes flashed, and suddenly stepped out and rushed toward the black robed youth.
"What are you doing, little beast?"
The black robed youth was shocked and retreated madly.
"Jiulong steps on the sky!"
Lu Ming takes two steps to the sky in Jiulong. His figure suddenly disappears. The next moment, he appears not far from the black robed youth.
And that thunder rob cloud, also in an instant, appears in Lu Ming's head.
This time, the black robed youth was directly shrouded in it.
"No, no, no!"
The black robed youth's face changed wildly and he cried out like crazy.
Boom!
In response to him, it was a thunderbolt all over the sky.
This time, there were more than 100 thunderbolts, which fell down.
Among them, most of them were aimed at the black robed youth, and each thunderbolt was more than ten times more powerful than the thunder splitting at Lu Ming.
Ah!
The black robed youth screamed wildly and tried to resist.
However, when the thunder came down, the black robed youth was still badly hurt, and his whole body was constantly emitting gray fog.
It's all corpse gas. It's split by thunder. The black robed youth's mouth is full of blood and howls.
"Block it!"
This time, Lu Ming did not simply let the artistic conception Rune resist, but with a long gun, jumped into the air, blocking half of the thunder.
Touch! Touch
Thunder falls down on him, and Lu Ming feels numb all over his body, and his muscles constantly wriggle.
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Lu Ming controls the mood Rune and tries to resist it.
After dozens of roars, Lu Ming succeeded in blocking this wave of thunder, and the artistic conception Rune of thunder is even more brilliant.
But those corpses were much worse.
Refining corpses, originally belongs to evil and different things. They are most afraid of thunder and fire, which are as strong as Yang. What's more, thunder robbery is a complete killer.
After a wave of thunder robbery, at least 20 corpses were chopped into coke, which was blown by the wind and turned into dust.
"Damn it, damn it, little bastard, there are only three waves of thunder robbery. After three waves of thunder robbery, I will tear you into pieces!"
The cold voice roared, full of heartache.
Obviously, those corpses were the bodies of the strong men above Wuzong who were killed by them from the three sects, such as the magic sword sect. He set up the ten thousand corpse formation with this, in order to refine a strong body.
But now, all of a sudden, more than 20 refining corpses have been destroyed, the great array of corpses has been broken, and his heart is dripping blood.
"Is it? Then go on! "
Lu Ming moved and rushed to the other side.
Over here, there's a bunch of corpses.
There was no roar.
Boom!
It's dozens of thunderclaps again. This time the thunder is more powerful than the last one.
It's still half to Lu Ming, and half to those refining corpses.
"Block it!"
Lu Ming roars and doesn't fight thunder, but controls artistic conception Rune resistance with all his strength.
Boom! Boom
One after another, the thunderclap continuously splits on the artistic conception rune. Each time it falls, the mood Rune vibrates, as if it will collapse. But the next moment, it stands up and becomes more solid.
When the thunder is over, the artistic conception Rune remains unchanged, crystal clear, and becomes the color of purple jade.
On the other side, dozens of refining corpses were chopped into coke.
"Little beast, little scum, now that the three waves of Thunder have passed, go and die!"
The cold voice sounded.
At the same time, the sound of breaking the sky comes, a body refining, towards Lu Ming, and in the refining of the corpse, Lu Ming also saw a young man in a black robe.
The young man, who was twenty years old, was pale, pale, and full of blood.
"Little beast, I will make you into a corpse, a puppet of mine, and fight for me all my life!"
The cold way of youth.
"Is it? I'm afraid you don't have the chance! "
Lu Ming's mouth, a trace of inexplicable smile, and then step move, directly toward the black robed youth and a large number of corpses.
Boom!
On top of Lu Ming's head, lightning and thunder are thundering, and the pressure of terror diffuses, which seems to be stronger than just now.
"Ah? What's going on? Why has your thunder robbed three rounds and not finished yet? No, no, back off
Black robed youth, face crazy change, scream repeatedly, body back crazy retreat.
But it's too late for those corpses to return.
A loud noise, the sky, and dozens of lightning split, more powerful.
Lu Ming's eyes are bright and firm, but she still doesn't resist it. All of them are resisted by Yijing rune.
Yijing Rune trembles wildly, like a candle in the wind. It seems that it will be extinguished at any time, but it is always strong enough to survive.
"Why? The Yijing Rune has become longer! "
After the thunder, Lu Ming is surprised to find that the Yijing Rune of thunder has become longer.
At first, it was an inch, but now it's a little longer.
Generally, the artistic conception runes that have just been condensed are all the first-class mood runes.
The first level artistic conception Rune can be divided into entry, small success, big success and perfection.
However, most of the martial arts in the realm of King Wu understand the first-class artistic conception.
Exactly, the four levels correspond to the four levels of King Wu's realm.
Generally, the lower king is the first level to understand the artistic conception rune. The length of the artistic conception rune is about one inch long.
The artistic conception Rune of Xiaocheng is the first level of Xiaocheng, which is two inches long.
And so on.
If you want to break through the realm of King Wu, you must first break through the artistic conception, and then you can break through the cultivation.
But now, Lu Ming has not completely broken through the king of Wu, his mood rune is actually more than an inch long, which is extremely rare.
Lu Ming was overjoyed. This is a good thing.
Lu Mingxi, but the black robed youth is roaring.
The wave of thunder just now directly split a large number of corpses into coke. At a glance, there are at least 50.
The main reason is that the body refining just now was too concentrated, and it happened to be ended in one pot.
"My corpseThe black robed youth screamed with blood in his heart.
"Don't worry, and go on!"
Lu Ming laughs and rushes to other Lian Lian Lian corpses.
In the sky, a wave of thunder fell down.
Fifth wave!
Ordinary warriors break through the realm of King Wu, and there are only three rounds of thunder robbery. But now, there is a fifth wave of thunder robbery by Lu Ming.
The young man in black almost wanted to cry.
Crackling!
Another thunder split, another large refining corpse was split into coke.
However, Lu Ming finally survived, and the Yijing Rune was a little longer, approaching the length of two inches.
"You pervert, demon!"
Black robed youth roared.
He is extremely manic. His cultivation has reached the triple level of King Wu. Under normal circumstances, he is confident that he can beat Lu Ming to death with one hand. But now, he does not dare to do so.
Afraid of a hand, under the traction of Qi machine, Lei Jie covers him and brings him in together.
He roared in his heart. As long as Lu Mingdu finished his robbery, he had a hundred vicious ways to deal with Lu Ming.
"Scold me? Then come together
Lu Ming's eyes flashed, and suddenly stepped out and rushed toward the black robed youth.
"What are you doing, little beast?"
The black robed youth was shocked and retreated madly.
"Jiulong steps on the sky!"
Lu Ming takes two steps to the sky in Jiulong. His figure suddenly disappears. The next moment, he appears not far from the black robed youth.
And that thunder rob cloud, also in an instant, appears in Lu Ming's head.
This time, the black robed youth was directly shrouded in it.
"No, no, no!"
The black robed youth's face changed wildly and he cried out like crazy.
Boom!
In response to him, it was a thunderbolt all over the sky.
This time, there were more than 100 thunderbolts, which fell down.
Among them, most of them were aimed at the black robed youth, and each thunderbolt was more than ten times more powerful than the thunder splitting at Lu Ming.
Ah!
The black robed youth screamed wildly and tried to resist.
However, when the thunder came down, the black robed youth was still badly hurt, and his whole body was constantly emitting gray fog.
It's all corpse gas. It's split by thunder. The black robed youth's mouth is full of blood and howls.
"Block it!"
This time, Lu Ming did not simply let the artistic conception Rune resist, but with a long gun, jumped into the air, blocking half of the thunder.
Touch! Touch
Thunder falls down on him, and Lu Ming feels numb all over his body, and his muscles constantly wriggle.
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