Chapter 1239 (1/2)

Bang bang bang!

With his feet stepping one step after another, Tang Zheng stood on the eighth floor of Langya Pavilion.

There is a moist smell on my face, and the sound of rain hitting plantains, just like big beads falling on the jade plate, jingling, jingling all the time.

Tang Zheng was slightly shocked. He didn't expect that there would be so much movement on the eighth floor.

Instead of being frightened, he stared curiously at everything in front of him.

It's a heavy rain. The rain falls from the sky.

Feet wet, thousands of water lines spread from all directions to his feet.

His eyes were heavy and he said to himself, ”the eighth floor is rain. What's the mystery?”

Shaking his head, he really can't guess, only to walk forward, step down, step on the water, water splashed, like pearls splashing up.

Before he took a few steps, he turned around and saw that the stairs leading to the eighth floor had disappeared. He was standing in a rainy world.

There is no doubt that this is another illusion, but it is very real. The feeling of raindrops on the face is no different from the real world.

”Langya Pavilion is so fantastic that it's really amazing. I don't know which one of the longzu can build it.” He can't help feeling.

Since the eighth floor is rain, it must have something to do with rain. He shuttles in the rain for a while, with no inspiration.

The rain is all over the world. There is rain in every corner. He can't lock a white cloud like he did in the seventh floor, and then use all his skills.

This time, even if he has endless strength, no goal to find and no way to do it, this situation is the worst.

”What to do?”

He lowered his head and ignored the rain between the heaven and the earth. The rain was getting bigger and bigger. He beat it hard on his head, cheek and shoulder He became a drowned rat.

He could have urged his skill to block the rain, but in order to sense the mystery of the dark, he didn't do so, but completely exposed himself to the rain.

Half a day later, it's no use.

He looked at the rain all over his eyes and was at a loss.

Just when he had nothing to do and was nearly mad, a white cloud gradually appeared in the rain.

As soon as Tang Zheng's pupil shrank, he stared at it, and exclaimed to himself, ”how does it come out by itself?”

Somersault clouds came out of the sky, showing their tracks and rising in the face of the heavy rain.

If Tang Zheng had some understanding, he jumped into the loop cloud, like a light, and rushed to the sky, the end of the rain.

Looking forward, there is no rain in the sky, however, the earth is still a piece of rain.

”Somersault cloud, what do you want me to do?”

Tang Zheng has a feeling that Jindou cloud must be trying to give him some hints, but Jindou cloud can't speak, but can only be expressed by practical actions.

Whoops!

There was a wind in the sky.

The rain rose against the trend, not to fall, but to the sky.

”Ah?” Tang Zheng has never seen the unusual scene. The rain is flying to the sky. Isn't that weird?

Before he could figure out what was going on, the rain rushed into the cloud, which was like a person drinking a stomach of water and expanding rapidly.

When Tang Zheng stepped on the cloud of somersault, he had the illusion that he was stepping on the swamp, with water under his feet.

Tang Zheng didn't know, so he only urged the Dragon God formula. The Dragon God formula is the key to all problems. When there is no way to do it, it should be the most effective and safest to operate this skill.

Sure enough, when he urged the Dragon formula, there was a subtle change between heaven and earth, as if everything was still for three seconds, and he could even see the rain solidified in the mid air.

Tang Zheng is secretly pleased. The dragon magic formula really works.

At the same time, a purple electricity jumped out of Yuanying's body and came to the body surface along his meridians.

Click!

There was a thunderclap in the air.

Purple electricity fell into the cirrus cloud, and the snow-white cirrus cloud was immediately dyed purple. The electric light darted in the cloud, like a nimble electric snake.

As if a flash of lightning passed through Tang Zheng's heart, he was shocked and a feeling of sudden and bright came into being.

His eyes were shining and he murmured to himself, ”so it is, so it is. I was almost blinded by a leaf.”

A hook in the corner of his mouth showed a relieved smile.

It turns out that the seven or eight floors are connected, and the loop cloud has a lot to do with the rain in the eighth floor.