Spiritual pet cultivates immortality, villain sacrifices to heaven

Qiaolan saw that the clouds in the sky were much smaller and thinner than those in Xiao'an just now, and the flashes of lightning were not so scary.

"Boom! Bark!" A finger-thick lightning struck down.

Ning Changkong turned around and flashed, but the lightning seemed to have eyes and struck on the top of his head. The hair bun on the top of his head was burned, and the black hair on his head was all standing on end before it could blow in the wind.

He hastily used his spiritual power to transform into lightning power. He was originally a thunder root, and these small lightnings are good things. The numbness all over his body gradually dissipated. He thought that this finger-thick thunder was just here to explore the way. Didn't expect that it was him who called?Is it for a gift?

Is this a lot of thunder and little rain?Look down on him, such a small lightning is not enough for him to absorb.

Before he could recover his strength and Lei Ling's power had not been absorbed half, a wrist-thick thunderbolt slashed down with the torrential rain, and Ning Changkong quickly took out a black-grade armor from his storage bag to resist.

It's a bit big, it comes too fast, it's really going to be chopped.

But in the blink of an eye, the armor shattered, and the thunder and lightning that were three fingers thick hit his forehead. Suddenly Ning's sky was as black as ink, and black smoke rose from his explosive hair. As soon as the wind blew by and the rain washed away, he was so black that he was shining head.

"I was wrong! You are amazing! You didn't look down on me!" Ning Changkong spat out the water that was sparkling with lightning, and quickly guided the thunder and lightning running around on him into the dantian of Lei Linggen in his body.

"Boom~" Before Ning Chang's air conditioner could recover, a thunderbolt as thick as a bowl slammed down.

Ning Changkong lifted four or five pieces of mysterious-level protective equipment in the storage bag into the air to resist, and the long sword in his hand was lifted into the air, and the long sword swirled, stirring up the clouds in the sky, causing the originally dense thunder and lightning to scatter,

The thunder and lightning with the thickness of the bowl was stirred to the foundation, and when it fell, it was still full of momentum. After avoiding cracking the armor, there were still a few wrist-thick thunder and lightning on Ning Changkong's body.

"Hiss~!" It hurt so badly that I lost consciousness, and then I felt pain again.

Amidst the severe pain, Ning Changkong still held onto Yuan Shouyi, trying his best to absorb Lei Lingli into his dantian.

Lei Linggen in the dantian grew stronger and became more and more irritable. Too much Lei Lingen supplemented it, making it difficult to digest for a while.

"Come on, Ning boy, you can do it!" Lin Chuyue encouraged Ning Chang in Qiaolan's arms.

A group of worried fellow disciples were finally relieved a lot. Fortunately, the thunder and rain were not so perverted, and it was just the thunder calamity of Jindan cultivation base.

Li Ke originally wanted to help some magic weapons for resistance, but when he saw that Ning Changkong's armor was thrown into the air, he covered his pockets.

Wealth cannot be wasted casually.

"It scares me to death, but it's okay, it's just the Golden Core Thunder Tribulation." Qiaolan patted her chest and said fearfully.

A series of 9 thunder disasters, all the magic weapons in Ning Changkong's storage bag were smashed into the thunder disasters, and only his long sword remained in the end.

And he himself was so scorched by the electric shock that he almost passed out several times.

After the thunder calamity passed, a rainbow of colors was erected among the clouds, and the swirling thunder calamity rain fell in a rustling manner.

"Lei Jieyu, hurry up and pick it up!" Li Ke took out a big basin and rushed over as he spoke.

More than a dozen disciples of Tianwuzong flew to the thunderstorm.

Others also flew over boldly, but were scolded by Li Ke.

"Non-Tianwuzong disciples are not allowed to approach!"

Ning Changkong was lying on the ground, seeing Wu Zhiyou holding a big raincloth in front of him to catch the rainwater, he was so depressed that he wanted to get up and beat him up, the rainwater was very good for him, and the wounds were covered with rainwater. Quick recovery, but how can this dead child block his rain!

But he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, nor did he have the strength to stare blankly.

"Hey!" "Crack!" Li Ke was the first to notice, and slapped Wu Zhiyou away.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow Poncho.

"This is Junior Brother Ning's thunderstorm. Why are you blocking him? If you don't smoke him, who are you? Don't be exposed to thunderstorms in front of him. This rain is the best medicine for him!" Li Ke said angrily. Said, this brat knows too little.

Only then did Wu Zhiyou realize that he had made a mistake, he quickly backed away, gave up the space, and said guiltily, "I'm sorry, Brother Ning, I don't know."

Ning Changkong smiled wearily, closed his eyes, and guided the thunderstorm to wash his meridians.

"Be quiet, don't make noise!" After Li Ke finished speaking, there was no other sound except the sound of rain.

After a while, the rain stopped, and Wu Zhiyou looked up at the sky, where the clouds drifted away with the wind, revealing the blue sky.

"Why are there so few?" He murmured in his heart, holding up a shallow layer of thunderstorm in the rain cloth in his hand, he came to Li Ke's side, and looked at the shallow layer of water in his wooden basin.

Wu Zhiyou immediately regretted that he should not have blocked Ning Changkong from the rain. He collected the thunderstorm with a storage bottle and handed it to Li Ke, then pointed to Ning Changkong, and said in a very low voice, "Do you want to pour some water for Senior Brother Ning?"

You are watering the flowers!

Use the received thunder water to pour it back. He has never seen this operation before, maybe he can try it?

But he was a little reluctant to take the water just now, this water is precious, it is the best material for body training and marrow washing.

Li Ke gritted his teeth, nodded, and put the Lei Jieshui he took into the bottle.

When the others saw it, they put the rainwater they had received into bottles and handed it to Li Ke.

This is a genius of the sect, it is the best to be able to form a good relationship in his early stage, when he becomes stronger, they can still have a friendship, if you pull them casually, they will feel more relaxed.

The scorched black on the outer layer of Ning Changkong's body was removed, revealing his white jade-like skin, and the top of his head was smooth, dazzling under the light.

Li Ke was about to pour the water bottle of Lei Jie on his head. Seeing his peeling shell, he withdrew his hand again. Ning Changkong had already repaired himself, so he didn't bother him.However, there were many female cultivators present, so Li Ke still took one of his cassocks and put them on Ning Changkong.

The impurities in the body, the toxins left in the original body, the scars left on purpose, and the excavated bones all repaired by themselves. The bones became light golden, the muscles seemed to be regenerated, and the skin was like jade.

"Hoo~!"

When Ning Changkong opened his eyes, it was already a day later. The disciples of Tianwuzong cut out an open space around him, lit a bonfire on the ground, set up a large pot, stewed meat, and grilled skewers.This is naturally Yang Xiaobao's ghost idea.

As for the other monks, except for the Moyu Sect who had a good relationship with Tianwuzong, everyone else had already left.

Yinci was sitting by the campfire, and was the first to notice Ning Changkong wake up.

Yin Ci put his long sword on his back, and strode up to Ning Changkong, "Hey, boy Ning, it's ok, you've become the most famous person in Xiao'an Town, hahaha. Did you commit crimes in your previous life, or did God treat you extra favorably? Haha, congratulations, as long as you make it through, you will be the strongest early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

It is said that a foundation-building cultivator will be reborn, and a person will be completely new. There is nothing wrong with what he said. Even though he has been practicing, he has not stopped quenching his body, but the residual poison on his body has not been completely eliminated. It is the toxin accumulated over the years. In fact, the scars could have been removed earlier. He didn't want to remember those pains and hatred, and they hadn't been erased. But this time, when he was weak, his body repaired it for him. Where the bone was dug out, a bone that was only one-third of the original grew back.

"Uncle Yin, thank you Dharma protector!"

"Haha, when that boy Li Ke said that you have thunder disasters in your foundation building, I thought he was bragging, but I decided to come back to see the situation. I didn't expect, hahaha, you can do it, but it's not San Dao Thunder calamity, not five thunder calamities, hahaha, yes, I only had three thunder calamities back then, and my master fought with Elder Li before he snatched me away. He is a big disciple, hahaha! Originally, I almost became the disciple of Elder Li, a pure sword cultivator, but now I am the first sword cultivator, and the talismans have not been left behind."

Yin Ci smiled heartily, and added: "You just wait for the disciple to be robbed by the elders of the sect after the trial, hahaha!"

After Yinci finished speaking and left, Qiaolan came over with Huihui in her arms: "Senior Brother Ning, are you okay?"

Ning Changkong looked at her and smiled, "It's okay, if you survive a catastrophe, you will have good fortune, hehe, okay, it's better than before."

Looking at Ning Changkong, whose face was as white as jade, with crystal-clear skin, high bridge of nose, and clear and deep eyes, Qiaolan's heart beat like thunder, and she almost forgot that she was here to return the storage bag.

"Meow!" Big bald! , how did you become a big bald head? !Hahaha!It glows so brightly at night!

Lin Chuyue's focus was no longer on Ning Changkong's facial features, but on the top of his head.