Chapter 475 (1/2)
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.