Valkyrie

Chapter 707 The Thunder Rolls
After Lin Huang stepped into the realm of King Wu, the river of aura around him did not disappear.

Instead, it became more and more turbulent.

The aura of forest desolation is rising again...

Under the void, Lin Huang was dressed in white as a picture, with one hand behind his back, his eyes looking at the mountains and rivers, and he took a step calmly.

One step ten miles.

One step at a time.

Lin Huang has entered the First Heaven of Martial Kings!

……

And when Lin Huang broke through, there were more and more golden thunderbolts above his head, to the point of being dreadful.

Thirty.

37 tracks.

49 tracks.

……

Over Shenluo City, Di Jiuyou's expression gradually became dignified. Looking at the scene ahead, he felt a strong oppressive aura, but the fighting spirit in his eyes became stronger, and the ancient coffin behind him let out a buzzing roar. Voice.

The Abandoned God raised his head and sighed: "Except for the young emperors, there are very few people in the Sky Continent who can cause such great jealousy when they are in harmony. And there are very few people who can step into the realm of Martial Kings." At that time, it aroused the resonance of heaven and earth, and attracted such a terrifying spiritual energy like a whale swallowing."

"The stronger he is, the stronger the disciple will be!"

Di Jiuyou said with a fighting spirit.

The Abandoned God waved his sleeve robe, "Remember, there is no true invincibility in this world... You are not invincible either!"

"The disciple will step into the realm of invincibility step by step!"

Di Jiuyou raised his eyebrows and said proudly.

In the sky above Bai Yujing, Beilin Weiyang also looked at the scene ahead, his expression became a little dignified, and then he smiled sassily, "I underestimated you, you have such a great fortune... But you met this king, The greater your good fortune, the greater the good fortune of this king!"

hum.

Hey.

In the void, the sound of breaking the realm continued to sound, and Lin Huang had already walked 27 steps in the void.

The realm has entered the third heaven of King Wu.

And his footsteps have not stopped.

In the sky above Lin Huang, 57 Thunderbolts of Nine Heavens Golden Thunder also gathered, and they did not land in a hurry.

It seems that the stronger Lin Huang is, the more Jin Lei will gather and vow to kill Lin Huang.

Jun Qingcheng looked at the white clothes with his hands behind his back in the void, as if watching the flowers blooming and falling in the garden, his small snow-white face was full of worry... Even she who is now in the seventh heaven of Wu Wang can feel the extreme power of the rolling golden thunder horrible.

When Wang Xiao and Situ Huangfen lamented Lin Huang's good fortune, their expressions became extremely ugly.

They could feel the destructive aura of the Nine Heavens Golden Thunder...

No matter how high Lin Huang's realm is, what if he can't bear the thunder rolling down behind him?When the body dies and the dao disappears, all the strength will turn into dust and be submerged in the years.

Beside Zhao Tianjia, Bai Xiaopang looked equally dignified. He took out a pair of big iron hammers, ready to step into the battlefield at any time, to resist the rolling golden thunder for Lin Huang.

"Old man, why are there more and more gold mines, when will they be big!"

Bai Xiaopang looked at Zhao Tianjia seriously.

Zhao Tianjia's eyes flickered, and he brushed his sleeves in silence.Then he turned his head and stared at Yue Renwang who was not far away, pretending to cough and said: "Why, Yue Renwang, you want to take my life away while I am seriously injured? Why don't you try and see if you can succeed! "

Bai Xiaopang's complexion suddenly changed, and he turned to stare at Yue Renwang, only to find that Yue Renwang was less than a hundred feet away from the two of them.Bai Xiaopang immediately took a pair of hammers and protected Zhao Tianjia behind him like an eagle guarding a chick.

Yue Renwang snorted coldly, ignored the two of them, and cast his gaze into the void.

The wind and clouds roared.

Thunder swallowed.

Under the clouds, Lin Huang finally took 49 steps!

The moment the footsteps fell, Lin Huang's body once again filled with a terrifying aura, sweeping across all directions.

The sound of breaking the boundary rang out.

At this moment, Lin Huang rolled up his sleeves and swept the river of aura around him into his body... In just a split second, Lin Huang's realm rose like a rainbow...

Go straight to the King of Martial Arts—the Sixth Heaven!

At this moment, there were nine more golden thunders billowing under the sky.

A total of 81 golden thunderbolts!
Rolling thunder roared, 81 thunderbolts, like 81 rivers of destruction, suspended in the void.The sound of humming and thunderclap shakes the heaven and earth, and it actually makes the eardrums of any martial artist below the realm of the Martial King tingle, and the blood in the body rushes.

Lin Huang raised his head, raised his eyebrows and looked at the thunder river that was about to roll down from above his head, and smiled calmly: "Wait a minute!"

Before Lin Huang could finish his sentence, the voice of the ancient Canglong suddenly sounded in the void where the wind and clouds whizzed.

In the blink of an eye, a pitch-black dragon rushed out of Lin Huang's body. He lay cross-legged around Lin Huang, his eyes stared at the majesty, his whole body was shiny black, full of mighty aura.Then, the black dragon roared, as if it was demonstrating to the sky.

buzzing.

The roar of the dragon's roar has not yet fallen, and the pitch-black thunder reappears in the sky and the earth.

Like a series of ancient black giant pillars, hanging upside down under the sky, hovering beside the golden thunder river, the aura of destruction is not weaker than the golden thunder river.

And at the moment when the little black dragon appeared, everyone in Shenluo City was extremely surprised, staring at Lin Huang like clay sculptures and wood carvings.

——In this world, there are real dragons!

Although the ancient dragon clan has been submerged in the torrential prehistoric years, the imprint left by the dragon clan on this continent can never be erased.I don't know in which distant era, the Dragon Clan wept blood and sang songs, conquered all directions, and shed the last drop of blood for this continent.

Up to now, the real dragon in the world is no longer there, only the dragon veins are left to protect the common people in the world.

Unexpectedly, now, there is a real dragon revived, and they witnessed it with their own eyes...

"Smite the dragon and cross the world!"

Looking at the nine jet-black thunderbolts circling in the void, Jun Tianyao sighed, "I never thought that there are still real dragons in this world. In the world, there finally appears the Dragon Slayer Ting against the dragon race!"

"Grandpa!"

Jun Qingcheng looked up at Jun Tianyao, and there was a hint of pleading in his bright eyes.

But Jun Tianyao shook his head, "Nowadays, Lin Huang is still in a situation where life and death are mixed. But if someone intervenes, it will arouse the wrath of the heavens, and he will surely die at that time. Even if the grandfather takes action, it will be useless!"

The light in Jun Qingcheng's eyes dimmed instantly.

And above Bai Yujing, Beilin Weiyang saw the little black dragon in this world, for the first time, there was a fiery and greedy light in his eyes, "I didn't expect that there would be a blue dragon in his body, tsk tsk... the world's luck sect, put it on you , wouldn't it be a pity!"

Looking at the recovered little black dragon, Lin Huang pursed his lips and touched the dragon's head, "After crossing the catastrophe, you are not allowed to hide with me. You have to tell me the secrets of Qinglong's holy body and martial spirit!"

The little black dragon didn't care about Lin Huang at all, shaking its huge head, it escaped from Lin Huang's grasp.

Lin Huang smiled slightly, then looked at the countless thunders above his head, and laughed loudly: "Come on..."

hum.

Hey.

As soon as Lin Huang finished speaking, an ancient buzzing sound resounded in the void.

however……

That hum was not the thunderclap of thunder falling.

Instead, there are more blood-red thunders under the sky, full of raging arrogance, which makes people feel frightened physically and mentally.

one.

two.

……

Nine!

In less than ten breaths before and after, nine more blood-colored thunderbolts appeared under the sky again, murderous like the sea, comparable to Jiuxiao Jinli Thunderbolt and Mielongdushiting.

The smile on Lin Huang's face froze, and then cursed suddenly:

"Qin Xuance, you bastard..."

(End of this chapter)