Chapter 440

Boom!

The terrifying thunder sounded up. In the dark sea of ​​thunder, a huge black divine thunder suddenly swept past. The thunder pulp was boiling and a huge passage was torn apart. The black divine thunder was like a hideous giant python, slamming hard on the body of a tiny figure in the sea of ​​thunder.

Bang!

The thunder slurry within a hundred feet was blown away, and the small figure was directly bombarded thousands of feet. The thunder arc jumped wildly on the surface of his body. His throat became sweet, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spray out, and it was immediately turned into nothingness by the thunder slurry.

Mu Chen covered his chest with a pale face. His body was trembling slightly and rapid, and an indescribable severe pain spread inside his body. His whole body seemed to be falling apart, and his bones felt like they were being shattered.

This black divine thunder is so terrible.

If it weren't for his current thunder god body and his slight resistance to the Black God Thunder, he would probably not have survived this kind of bombardment.

Mu Chen's palm trembled and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. However, before he could make a little adjustment, the thunder sounded again in the sea of ​​thunder, and another huge black god thunderstorm rushed over, rushing on his body like lightning.

Bang!

So he was bombarded thousands of feet again, and the blood on the corners of his mouth became richer.

There are too many black divine thunders in this sea of ​​thunder. One after another, it almost stopped. The violent attack made people almost breathless.

Mu Chen's body flew backwards under the repeated bombardment. Later, even his body appeared to be a faint black, which was because the skin was charred. And under the charred skin, blood was still seeping out of the pores. Obviously, his body had been destroyed by the black divine thunders.

At this time, Mu Chen understood exactly how terrible his special training this time was.

Under the bombardment of the black god thunder again and again, Mu Chen even vaguely felt the smell of death. This special training can be called hell level...

The current situation is cruel, but facing the repeated bombardment and vomiting blood again and again, Mu Chen's eyes obviously became scarlet little by little. His breathing became heavier, and the severe pain in his body became a little numb after it was thickened to a certain extent. A perverted pleasure after the extreme pain rose slightly, causing Mu Chen's eyes to be quietly submerged.

In this world, if you want to gain stronger power, it requires unimaginable efforts for ordinary people. Over the past year, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds. Ordinary people only see the glory of his soaring, but how much Mu Chen has paid in order to have this soaring power.

He fought against enemies who were far stronger than him again and again, and he wandered between life and death again and again... This life was only able to reach the present after experiencing repeated struggles.

He came through all those sufferings. How could this special training make him Mu Chen admit defeat here?

Bloodlines climbed out of Mu Chen's eyes. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at the huge black divine thunder that was rushing from afar. A roar came from his throat. On his body, thunder patterns flashed. He actually rushed out on his own initiative, like a mayfly shaking a big tree, and it collided with the black divine thunder fiercely.

Bang!

A loud noise resounded, waves of thunder slurry swept across, and Mu Chen's figure flew backwards again.

Outside the sea of ​​thunder, Beiming Long Kun stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the figure of the young man who vomited blood again and again in the sea of ​​thunder. His old face was expressionless, but his eyes were also slightly moved. Up to now, Mu Chen had endured eighteen black divine thunders. At that level, even a person who survived the physical difficulties would be quite difficult, but the young man had persisted.

This perseverance and tenacity surname, even Beiming Long Kun, nodded slightly. This Mu Chen was indeed worthy of being able to stand out from the Beicangling Academy in about a year.

"What a lunatic. I don't want to kill your life for this special training."

When Beiming Long Kun saw Mu Chen bear the five black divine thunders again, he finally smiled helplessly. At this time, the latter was obviously at the end of his strength. If he persisted, something might really happen.

Beiming Long Kun moved his body and disappeared out of thin air. When he appeared again, he had already appeared in front of Mu Chen. With a wave of his sleeve, he shook the black god thunder that was bombarded again, and said with a smile: "It's the first time that he can withstand more than twenty black god thunders. It's good. Take out your Thunder God Lotus and take care of your injuries before continuing. This kind of cultivation is not enough to be hard-pressed with red eyes. You must be constantly strong in the tempering to endure it again and again."

Mu Chen smiled hard, but just such a subtle action made him feel as if his muscles were about to be torn apart, and the flesh and blood in his body were burning. However, he raised his finger and summoned the Thunder God Lotus. Then he lay on it weakly, his chest was undulating. Then he gritted his teeth and sat cross-legged. At this time, his body was destroyed by the Black God Thunder and must be repaired as soon as possible.

Hissing.

The black lightning arc jumped on the surface of Mu Chen's body. The power of the black divine thunder was also constantly drilling into Mu Chen's body at this time, hammering the damaged body.

Although the severe pain was spreading, Mu Chen could vaguely feel that when the severe pain spread, it seemed that muscles, bones, and blood were quietly becoming hot. It was a kind of force growing subtly. Obviously, the previous crazy bombardment did not only bring him severe pain and injuries.

His body also became stronger little by little under that kind of bombardment.

Although the amplitude of this enhancement is extremely small, as long as it accumulates like this, Mu Chen believes that there will be a time for qualitative change in the end.

The practice of half a year has just begun now.

Mu Chen sat cross-legged on the Thunder God Lotus. After about half an hour, he opened his eyes again, and some charred places on his body fell off, revealing his fair skin again, but this fairness was not weak, and under that, it contained quite terrible power.

Mu Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Although there was still a severe pain like tearing in his body, he had not even shaken his face and endured it.

He stood up from the Thunder God Lotus a little shakingly, and was about to go out to fight with the Black God Thunder again.

Beiming Long Kun looked at him, frowned and said, "You kid, you are too hard-working... Your mother is not a simple person, why don't you help me? If she helps, how can your achievements be like this now?"

"My mother is not simple, but my father is very simple." Mu Chen smiled and said softly.

Beiming Long Kun was stunned, then nodded slightly and said, "So that's it... It seems that your mother has such an identity, which is not a good thing for you."

He seemed to know something, and when he looked at Mu Chen, he sighed a little more. With the surname of that clan, he probably couldn't tolerate this little guy. No wonder his mother couldn't stay by his side...

"But I promised my father that one day I will take my mother back." Mu Chen said slowly.

Beiming Long Kun shook his head and said, "This is as strong as your mother can't do... Otherwise, she wouldn't leave you."

Mu Chen raised his head and looked at the dark sea of ​​thunder, as if he smiled.

"Since that's the case, I'll become stronger than my mother, strong enough to stomp the thing that spans between us!"

Mu Chen raised his head, opened his arms, and laughed loudly. Then his body moved and rushed out again. The laughter echoed the sea of ​​thunder. The spiritual power burst out, and the sea of ​​thunder suddenly surged, and another huge black divine thunder swept over in a mad manner.

Beiming Long Kun also smiled slightly when he looked at the slender and thin body of the boy in the distance. This little guy is not a low spirit, but that clan is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Looking at the entire world, it is full of heavy existence... However, who can tell the future achievements of the boy in front of him clearly?

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This is a hazy world. The spiritual power between heaven and earth is so majestic that it is almost terrifying. These spiritual powers of heaven and earth are condensed in this space, forming an extremely terrifying spiritual power pressure. Therefore, except for mountains, any other plants in this space grow extremely short, but are too strong.

The air here seems to be a hundred times heavier than the outside world.

In the quiet world of spiritual power, there were heavy and slow footsteps sounding in the distance. Looking at the sight, you could only see several figures, from far to near, stepping towards the distance step by step.

It was a group of young girls, and at this time they were all gritting their teeth, their bodies were slightly hunched. The spiritual power in their bodies was suppressed by terrible pressure and was like a pool of stagnant water, which was extremely slow. Every step they took would consume a lot of power.

That terrible pressure made their bodies weigh as heavy as a thousand pounds.

"Is this the Beicangmen? It's so damn torture... I can't stand it!" Zhao Qingshan's face was pale, his steps were staggering, and sweat wet his clothes. The soreness from his body made him extremely tired, and even dizziness came from his mind.

Although there are no terrible attacks, if you keep going like this, it will be enough for a person to collapse alone.

In front of him, Shen Cangsheng, Li Xuantong and others were sweating profusely and their lips were chapped. After entering Beicangmen, they kept walking like this. It was as quiet as a state of death. If they weren't for the group of people on the road together, they would probably be unable to hold on.

"Half a year of cultivation has just begun." Li Xuantong said hoarsely: "How can you be so relaxed if you want to gain strength? If you can't hold on, just crush the jade talisman. Elder Zhutian and others will take you out."

Zhao Qingshan smiled bitterly and said, "I didn't say I didn't insist, but I'll take a break? If I walk on, I feel like my body is about to be crushed..."

Mu Fengyang and others looked at each other and nodded.

Chen Cangsheng and Li Xuantong looked at it, and were also a little hesitant.

However, while they were hesitating, the girl in black dress who had been following behind them silently passed by them. She held the sword in her jade hand and walked towards the distance step by step. Sweat fell down the jade hand, wetting the sword in full.

Li Xuantong looked at the beautiful side face, the girl's teeth bit her red lips, and her eyes were as stubborn and persistent as many years ago, which made people feel moved.

"Let's go."

He sighed lightly, and followed with heavy steps.
Chapter completed!