I am the Thunder Emperor in the fight

Chapter 421: Seventh on the Mysterious Thunder List, Identity Exposed

"How is it possible? It's actually a three-color weapon mine!"

Qiu Yuanqiao looked at the five-colored thunderclouds in the sky with a livid face, and then his gloomy eyes suddenly turned to Mo Yu, his fists clenching loudly.

The victory that was within reach was completely shattered by the latter. How could this not make him furious?

The moment the three-color thundercloud appeared, he understood that the championship position was far away from him.

"huh, huh"

Heavy breathing came from Qiu Yuanqiao's nose, and the killing intent in his eyes looking at Mo Yu became more and more intense.

However, just when his murderous intention reached its peak, a cold gaze suddenly swept over him, causing the murderous intention in his heart to instantly collapse. When he turned his eyes, he saw the old soldier on the high platform, who was looking at him with cold eyes. stared at him.

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, Qiu Yuanqiao also regained some consciousness, and quickly suppressed the murderous intention in his heart. He knew that if he dared to take action against Mo Yu before, I am afraid that the guys from Qi Meng would definitely kill him here. !

"Boy, don't be complacent. The Weapon Refining Conference is not over yet. Even if you even think about taking over these three-color weapon mines with your own strength, it's just an idiot's dream!"

However, Qiu Yuanqiao was also a scheming person. After suppressing his anger, he suddenly glanced at the huge three-color thundercloud in the sky and suddenly sneered.

The weapon-receiving thunder can also be regarded as a test in the weapon-refining conference. The eighth-grade weapon is too powerful and triggers the power of heaven and earth to destroy it.

And if the weapon refiner cannot protect the weapon, the weapon will be destroyed. Therefore, catching the weapon mine and saving the weapon can also be regarded as a final test.

Weapon thunder improves with the improvement of the quality of weapons. Even ordinary Dou Zun experts dare not underestimate a three-color thunder cloud like this.

In Qiu Yuanqiao's view, this Mo Yu is not as strong as Douzong. Even if he has many means, it is not easy to take over the weapons.

Even if he is unlucky and his weapon is destroyed when facing the weapon mine, then Mo Yu will not only lose the championship title, but also lose the qualification to participate. After all, how can he participate in the competition if his weapons are gone?

After hearing Qiu Yuanqiao's sneer, the excitement in the audience was slightly reduced.

After being reminded by the former, they just discovered that Mo Yu's true strength was only at the Douzong level. Although this level of strength was extremely strong, it was somewhat dwarfed by the three-color weapon thunder.

Many people looked at each other in confusion. They had successfully passed the most difficult time. Could they be forced to death at this juncture?

"This guy still doesn't want to give up."

Lan Yingying frowned slightly, but there was also some worry in her eyes. The three-color thunder cloud was too powerful.

Although she has more confidence in Mo Yu, this three-color weapon mine is not something easy to deal with. It is not impossible for the ship to capsize at the last moment due to an accident.

Under the many worried eyes, Mo Yu, who was involved, smiled. He raised his head and glanced at the three-color weapon mine in the sky, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger and stronger.

This thing is a big scourge to other weapon refiners, and they even need to hire a lot of helpers to resist it in the process.

But for Mo Yu, it may be a rare tonic.

"You don't need to worry about such small things."

Seeing Mo Yu's calm and calm look, Qiu Yuanqiao thought he was trying to show off his strength, and the sneer on his face became even worse, and he said grimly: "Well, I'll take a closer look. With your strength, how are you doing today?" Take this three-color weapon mine!"

Mo Yu smiled, raised his head, and looked at the violent surge in the sky. There was a faint sound of brilliant thunder piercing the sky, illuminating the whole world like thunderclouds in daytime.

Judging from the power of this thunder, this three-color weapon thunder is indeed quite terrifying. No wonder Qiu Yuanqiao is waiting for a good show.

Unfortunately, what he didn't know was that Mo Yu was born to play with thunder!

A chuckle came from Mo Yu's mouth. He jumped up and appeared in mid-air. He sucked the palm of his hand, and the successfully upgraded Shenwei Black Thunder Spear immediately appeared in his hand.

At this time, the powerful black thunder gun was like a killing weapon cast in a thunder pond. A faint spiritual mist lingered outside the gun body, and it vaguely formed the image of a black thunder dragon.

The black thunder dragon was full of spirituality and roared upwards. The bright thunder exploded in the sky like the sun.

Countless eyes followed, looking at the powerful black thunder gun full of terror, with a blazing look in their eyes.

Although the appearance of seventh-grade and eighth-grade weapons is similar, even those who know nothing about weapon refining can still see the difference between the two at a glance, and this difference is the difference in spirituality.

Weapons of the seventh and lower grades, although powerful, are dead weapons, while weapons of the eighth grade already have their own spirituality. This kind of weapon has just been called a spiritual weapon.

Eighth-grade weapons already have spirituality, and after the Divine Power Black Thunder Spear advanced to the eighth-grade, it has obviously been able to condense into shape.

Holding a spear in hand, Mo Yu couldn't help but feel heroic, and a courageous momentum spurted out like a surging river.

Mo Yu's sudden action immediately attracted many eyes.

But when these eyes saw that he was preparing to fight the weapon mine alone, the original excitement could not help but slowly turned into disappointment. Did Mo Yu still expect him to deal with this terrifying three-color weapon mine?

When Qiu Yuanqiao saw this, a sarcastic smile appeared on his face.

How could this guy with only Douzong's strength be able to catch a three-color weapon mine?

In response to his mocking look, Mo Yu smiled coldly and gently rubbed the powerful black thunder spear with his palm. At the same time, with a movement in his heart, he vaguely summoned something.

"This time, I have to rely on you."

After finishing preparations, Mo Yu smiled, then raised his head sharply, looking at the three-color thunderclouds roaring in the sky, and laughed boldly: "Come on!"

As if he could hear Mo Yu's laughter, the rolling of the three-colored thunderclouds in the sky became more and more violent. The low thunder sounded continuously, and the thick and gorgeous thunderbolts shuttled around in the clouds.

"laugh!"

As the thundercloud rolled, it suddenly shrank, and then a three-color thunder bolt, like a giant python, burst out of the clouds, then tore the space apart, making a terrifying chirping sound, and struck Mo Yu fiercely. Pounce.

"Well done!"

Looking at the weapon mine that finally launched the offensive, Mo Yu smiled, holding the black dragon-shaped spear, he immediately raised it far away, like a shocking arc piercing the sky, and shouted softly.

The next moment, Mo Yu, armed with a gun, directly hit the powerful thunder in front of everyone's astonished eyes.

"Ugh"

Seeing this scene, there was a sudden sigh in the square.

"Hmph, you arrogant boy." Qiu Yuanqiao also laughed strangely, but before he could speak, his expression suddenly changed.

Because he discovered that Mo Yu, who was hit by the three-color thunder, not only did not show any sign of being seriously injured, but on the contrary, during the thunder flash, the aura on his body was gradually increasing!

"This kid is absorbing the power of thunder?!"

Looking at Mo Yu, who was struck by lightning and whose aura became stronger and stronger, Qiu Yuanqiao's eyes suddenly tightened. He had never heard of such weird behavior!

"No wonder this kid is so confident. It turns out he has such weird means. Who is this kid!?"

Qiu Yuanqiao's face was terrifyingly gloomy, and his heart was full of confusion. Compared with Danta, Qi Meng's background was far inferior. When did such a monster and terrifying genius appear?

Compared with Qiu Yuanqiao's gloominess, Lan Yingying and others breathed a huge sigh of relief at this moment.

Although they don't know why Mo Yu has such ability, no matter what, the facts tell them that Mo Yu has successfully passed the last stage of the weapon refining conference, and the title of champion of the weapon refining conference will belong to him!

"Haha, this little guy has a lot of tricks. He can actually absorb the power of thunder. Old soldier, where did you find this apprentice?" On the high platform, the beautiful woman smiled slightly and said softly.

"Haha, that old bastard Qiu Yuanqiao may be depressed this time." The dark-skinned old man also had a gloating smile on his face at this moment.

If Mo Yu hadn't stepped in to turn the tide this time, I'm afraid the champion of the weapon refining conference would really have fallen into the hands of this old bastard Qiu Yuanqiao. By then, the reputation of the weapon alliance and the weapon refiners would have suffered greatly. A heavy blow.

The old soldier smiled and nodded with a profound smile. Now he has regained his former peace. He crossed his hands and said secretly: "Little guy, this time, I owe you a favor."

Contrary to the joy of everyone, the sword master on the side seemed to have thought of something when he saw Mo Yu bathing in the weapon thunder, like a son of thunder, but his face became colder and colder, and an extremely dangerous light emitted from his old eyes...

At this time, on the stone platform, thunder fell fiercely on Mo Yu's body. The brilliant silver lightning overflowed and immediately turned into countless tiny electric snakes, which continuously followed Mo Yu's skin and then penetrated into it. within the body.

Brilliant thunder power surged into Mo Yu's body, and then quickly rushed out towards a certain place in Mo Yu's body.

From a distance, Mo Yu was like a god of thunder, floating in the sky, with lightning flashing within ten feet of his body. The terrifying momentum made people feel numb.

"Haha, this weapon thunder is indeed a type of heavenly thunder, and it happens to be the nourishment for the 'Nine Heavens Heavenly Thunder', which is ranked seventh on the Mysterious Thunder List!"

On the stone platform, Mo Yu stood with his hands behind his back, and the 'Nine Heavens Thunder' in his body absorbed most of all the three-color thunder that was shot at him.

Coupled with the strength of his physical body, Mo Yu was extremely relaxed when facing this weapon mine that even the strong Dou Zun could avoid, and he didn't have to expend any effort to deal with this difficult weapon mine.

As early as the moment he faced the three-color weapon thunder, Mo Yu thought of a way to deal with it, which was the Nine Heavens Thunder.

Jiuxiao Tianlei is a natural thunder born above Jiuxiao. It was conceived after absorbing countless sky thunders. It possesses the unpredictable and terrifying power of nature, ranking seventh on the list of mysterious thunders.

And weapon thunder happens to be a type of sky thunder, so after Mo Yu thought about it for a moment, he felt that this was a great opportunity.

Not only can it block weapon thunder, but it can also promote the growth of Jiuxiao Tianlei, killing two birds with one stone!

Above the sky, thunder rumbled endlessly, and the churning three-color thunder clouds were like lightning-making machines, continuously spitting out many more and more powerful and brilliant thunders, and then all of them struck Mo Yu's body. .

The riot of three-colored thunderclouds lasted for nearly ten minutes before gradually stopping.

In the past ten minutes, almost hundreds of thunders with extremely terrifying power flew out of the thunderclouds.

Fortunately, these thunderbolts did not cause any harm to Mo Yu, but instead made his aura become stronger.

Boom!

After the weapon thunder continued to wreak havoc unwillingly for more than ten minutes, it finally had to give up on this difficult bone. The energy fluctuations in the clouds slowly faded, and the thick thunderclouds also appeared in the countless waves. Under the gaze, they slowly dispersed.

When this terrifying weapon thunder finally chose to retreat, Mo Yu was also pleased to find that the Nine Heavens Thunder in his body grew at an alarming speed.

"As expected of the three-color weapons thunder, the Nine Heavens Heavenly Thunder has actually reached its maturity stage!" Mo Yu was startled when he felt the countless times stronger Xuan Lei in his body, and then a hint of joy appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The energy contained in the three-color weapon mine is simply terrifying. Even if a strong Dou Zun absorbs it, he will probably explode and die.

But Mo Yu, who has Xuan Lei at his side, is not only not afraid of weapon thunder, but also absorbs it, which is simply shocking!

In fact, Mo Yu was extremely looking forward to more weapon thunder coming.

If a stronger weapon thunder comes, it may be able to directly raise the Nine Heavens Thunder to its peak!

But that's what Mo Yu is thinking at the moment. If he wants to raise the Nine Heavens Thunder to its peak, the energy of the three-color weapon thunder is far from enough. It must be that at least seven-color weapon thunder is needed...

While Mo Yu was estimating the energy needed to raise the Nine Heavens Thunder, under the gaze of everyone in the audience, the old soldier on the high platform also smiled slightly and then took a step slowly.

His eyes slowly swept across the sky, and then stopped on the thin figure.

Seeing this, all the spectators realized something. At this moment, the champion of the weapon refining conference was almost certain. Thinking of this, countless eyes looked at Mo Yu with extremely fiery eyes.

"asshole!"

The most furious person was naturally Qiu Yuanqiao. The champion he had won suddenly flew away and was ridiculed by the juniors. How could this not make this master of alchemy and alchemy weapons who was quite famous in Zhongzhou furious?

However, although he was angry, he had no other choice at the moment. He could only watch the supreme glory that symbolized the championship fall steadily on Mo Yu's head.

"Weapons are respected by the spirit. Now, the most powerful weapon of this weapon refining conference has been born, and its owner... is the final champion of this weapon refining conference, he is..."

Bing Lao looked at Mo Yu with a smile. Just as he was about to declare the championship, he was suddenly interrupted by a cold shout.

"Wait a moment!"

After the words fell, the master swordsmith suddenly stepped out in the air, pointed his old big finger at Mo Yu, and said coldly with a cold red look in his old eyes.

"The culprit who killed my disciple is not qualified to win the championship of the weapon refining conference!"

(End of this chapter)