Chapter nine hundred and forty-three sainthood(1/2)
And that blackness is nothing else, it is the space crack.
The space almost completely shattered wherever this thunder swept through, which was enough to show how powerful this terrifying power was.
In this way, the sky thunder crushed down.
"bring it on!"
Lin Xiaotian below seemed extremely small, but he was full of fighting spirit, stood proudly, and finally came to meet in the air.
Above is a purple light curtain crushing down, below is a piece of land in Gancheng, and in the middle is Lin Xiaotian.
This scene is really spectacular.
The latter growled, and the faint green color that disappeared on his body buzzed again.
Kick!
The thunder fell down and squeezed on Lin Xiaotian's body. A crackling sound rang out, and the electric current instantly penetrated into Lin Xiaotian's body like a little snake.
Moreover, this situation continues.
However, the thunder crushed the sky was blocked and temporarily stopped there, and Lin Xiaotian's figure was completely submerged in it.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes full of fear.
After this kid is destroyed by this thunder, it will be their doomsday.
Such powerful heavenly thunder cannot be withstood by this little devotion, nor can it be withstood by them, or as with the monks.
The elders, the most powerful one, are the Three Yuan Saints. They may survive, of course, maybe.
But the rest of these people are going to die!
The fear spread instantly, but they had no choice but to leave Gancheng now, and it was almost impossible to get out of the city. Before they even went out, they were probably rarely.
They can only wait for death-
No, they are looking forward to Lin Xiaotian can block this thunder tribulation.
But is it possible?
Is it possible?
No one knows.
In this atmosphere of fear, time passes slowly.
One minute.
Two minutes.
Three minutes.
Five minutes-
In the sixth minute, everyone breathed a sigh of relief because they found that the thunder did not fall, but instead became weaker?
And a figure slowly emerged in the blue current.
This kid - isn't dead yet?
He is still persisting?
Can he really block it?
No one told them,
Time continues to pass.
Seven minutes,
Eight minutes,
Nine minutes,
Ten minutes,
call!
A cold front blew by, the purple halo still dissipated, and the sky thunder began to weaken.
Eleven minutes,
Twelve minutes,
Fifteen minutes-
The sky recovered, and the purple clouds and blue lightning all disappeared.
A figure appeared clearly in their eyes.
The figure was naked and naked.
The awe-inspiring power of lightning kept wandering and roaming in the young man's body, making crackling sounds.
hiss!
He is still alive?
Everyone was shocked and gasped.
But they didn't move, just waiting there quietly.
The blue current flowed through Lin Xiaotian's body for a few minutes, and finally gathered towards his eyebrows.
A blue trace appeared on his forehead,
Of course, no one appears, after all, it is very weak and far away, and no one pays attention to it.
And time is long, and it passes in a flash.
Then, a blue halo buzzed on Lin Xiaotian's body, but it also flashed away. Then the blue halo was contracted into Lin Xiaotian's body.
call out!
The next moment, his naked body glanced down like a kite with a broken string, and finally hit the ground with a bang, stirring up dust.
Is he dead?
Many people looked at the pit below, and they were all curious.
"He's dead!"
I don’t know who said: “I can’t feel the breath of this kid anymore.”
"Then is the treasure he got from the Second World now ours?"
Some people have malicious intentions, and not just one person, but others are the same.
But just as they were about to take action, they could sweep the young man who fell into the pit below suddenly stood up.
Everyone was so scared that they retreated one after another, then looked over again, and then waited.
call!
Lin Xiaotian slowly let out a breath, then looked down and waved his hand. The blue ability suddenly appeared on his body.
Pieces of green green formed in an instant, and in an instant, a very green and natural plant clothes were draped on Lalin Xiaotian's body.
"The first level of body refining has been completed."
Lin Xiaotian looked down at his body, and a hint of relief appeared in his eyes.
Finally it's done.
Although the first level of the Qing Emperor's Art of Refining Body was already a great success.
But that belongs to the pseudo-great accomplishment. Lin Xiaotian knew in his heart that it was imperfect, and this imperfect consciousness probably came from the Qingdi Jue.
After all, this magic trick is the unique skill of the ancient gods, and this consciousness is probably the master of some Qing emperor once.
And now, he could clearly feel that this realm of body refining had been completely accomplished.
If Lin Xiaotian is using the body of the Qing Emperor, he is very confident and can at least increase his physical strength by two levels.
By the way, now he has completely entered the realm of a saint.
The ten qi pools in the body have also completely turned into the life palace.
Although he is a saint of the first priest, relying solely on the body of the Qing Emperor, Lin Xiaotian is enough to regret the three priest priest.
What's more, I still have the power of faith and my own foundation.
When he was in the semi-saint realm before, he thought that his strength was probably as good as that of the Three Yuan Saints.
Now, with this fully mature body of the Qing Emperor, his comprehensive strength is at least not weaker than that of the Four-Yuan Saint.
Even the Five-Yuan Saint is not a problem.
However, Lin Xiaotian knew that there was nothing to be proud of. He still had a long way to go, but he just crossed the people present.
There are many old guys and many geniuses-
Their strength is far above themselves.
To be continued...