Chapter 268

Black lightning only bowl mouth thickness, swimming in the Raytheon pool, only arm thickness, a foot length. It's not huge, but it's just like the original giant beast turning over. It's breathtaking and can destroy the heaven and the earth.

It gave birth to its own consciousness, now floating on the top of Leichi, staring at Meng Xuan coldly.

"Retreat..." it sent out the idea of fluctuation, passed to Meng Xuan's mind.

"Or I'll kill you!" After a pause, it broke out a divine idea again, which was very cold and passed in the Raytheon pool. People only feel chilly in their hearts, as if they are being watched by the monsters.

Looking at it, Meng Xuan found that the black lightning had mutated and produced his own consciousness. He understood the cultivation method, which was very difficult.

Meng Xuan suddenly laughed: "you want to kill me, unless you can develop into the ultimate form, a thunderbolt, and dare to talk to me? Even your ancestors, I killed them. "

Meng Xuan is telling the truth. He once broke into a thunder world. Countless creatures were born there, all of which were made of thunder. In the thunder world, a thunder Buddha was born, which was the cultivation of Immortal King. In that war, 3000 small worlds were destroyed, and the whole world was shocked.

However, Meng Xuan didn't kill it in the end. It seems that most of these creatures are born and bred by heaven and earth, and killing them will lead to great cause and effect.

Although Meng Xuan was telling the truth, he was too arrogant to be heard. This is the thunder of destruction. It's hard to stop without the most precious weapon. However, the most precious weapon is very rare. A master of the three realms of dragon and elephant can only produce one for his whole life.

The idea of black lightning gradually became cold and rolled.

Click.

With its turning over, the distant sky is exploding, the high altitude is collapsing, the long sky is cracking, and the cobweb like cracks are densely covered. Its body is twisting and evolving.

Finally, it evolved into a black Buddha!

It's only about eight feet high, sitting on the lotus, with black light flashing. His face is very ferocious, with two teeth exposed, broad mouth tusks, eyes open furiously, like a copper bell, and bright blood. Outside the body, the shadow of Leiyin temple stands, which shows a trend of no invasion.

The people's faces shrunk fiercely: "can they become fallen Buddhas?"

"No, he swallowed up a fallen Buddha, and then he had the power of the fallen Buddha! It's the ancient Leiyin temple. Its defense is unparalleled. It's even more terrible than tiandihuagai's defense. No one can break through it. " Said the third prince.

Meng Xuan looked at the fallen Buddha transformed from thunder spirit, and a strange color appeared in his eyes. It seems that there are only a few skills that can devour and possess the ability to be devoured. They are either gifted supernatural powers or some powerful scriptures.

Obviously, thunder spirit is the latter.

In the third heaven and earth world, there is only one kind of scripture - the Tathagata Sutra!

It cultivates the all things Sutra!

"It's not bad. He turned into a degenerate Buddha." Meng Xuan sneered, and he also practiced a branch of the Dharma Sutra - Dharma candle.

"Back off, you can't pierce my defense." Thunder continues to speak.

Meng Xuan didn't speak. He took the initiative to attack and kill. His little finger glowed, and a source of ignorance turned into sword Qi. The vertical fingers were like swords, clanging and clattering. The sword Qi burst out, and a sword Qi hit the thunder pure land.

Thunder soul's eyes appeared the color of sarcasm, looking at that sword meaning.

But then the ironic color on its face solidified, because that sword gas, straight through its defense, cut its Leiyin Temple virtual shadow as a whole!

"No way!" It roared and was about to retreat, but it was still late.

Meng Xuan had gone like a dragon across the river. After breaking into his pure land, Meng Xuan suddenly urged the Tiandi Cishan Daowen.

Suddenly, thunder spirit flew to him uncontrollably.

Meng Xuan's immortal power emerged. Thunder soul only felt the blank of sight, and then the vision appeared. In its line of sight, a huge figure emerged, looking down coldly, without the slightest emotion.

"Erase or surrender!" The voice of the upright body is like thunder, which brings unimaginable pressure to it. It felt that the whole body was about to explode, and it was suddenly compressed into its original shape.

"Immortal..." he looked at Meng Xuan in horror, and the illusion disappeared. He was shivering at Meng Xuan's cold eyes.

Meng Xuan looked at it and asked again, "erase or surrender!"

Thunder soul thought of the scenes he saw in the dreamland. He was heartbroken and said in a hurry: "surrender, I surrender."

Then, a brand came out of his body and rushed into Meng Xuan's eyebrow. He turned into a black toad, lying on Meng Xuan's shoulder.

All the people were numb looking at all this.

This is thunder spirit. He was accepted by Meng Xuan. How did he do it?

Thunder soul shivers, it will never forget the scene in the dreamland, the Immortal King power is too terrible.

Meng Xuan nodded with satisfaction, and then walked to the temple. There was a black thunder, and all the lightning came apart when he was near, before he came to the temple.

The door was closed and covered with countless fist marks.

"If you want to open the door of the temple, you need your own divine power, but almost no one can do it. There's thunder king in it. " Said black thunder.

A hundred years ago, Yue Wuchang fired nine punches, and fifty years ago, eight faced Buddha fired ten punches, but none of them opened. However, both of them were very amazing, and they were both successful in the end. One got nine pages of Brahma, the other got Fengchan Sutra.

"Today, I'm here to break the record of the Wuchang and Bamian Buddhas." Meng Xuan said to himself.

A blow on the door, boom, the whole temple is shaking. But the gate didn't move. The thunder came from the gate and blew into his body, making him numb all over.

He did not care, very shocked, once again shot a punch, without a pause, and then shot seven punches in succession!

"Break the record of the Wuchang mountain!" A cold voice came from the temple, with a metallic texture.

They all looked at Meng Xuan with complicated looks. If there is no accident, the crown prince will succeed in this life. No one can stop him.

Meng Xuan once again blew a punch, the gate once again a sensation.

"Break the record of bamianfo!"

With the 17th punch, the shaking force from the temple became more and more terrible.

"Break the record of the son of God!"

When they heard this, they were in a state of turmoil. Shengtian Shengzi, who was an experienced person 200 years ago, is very likely to have reached the three realms of dragon and elephant now!

Mysterious five people stare big eye son, the record of holy God son has been broken!

Meng Xuan's movements are like flowing clouds and flowing water. He blows one after another. Record after record was broken.

"Break the record of six gods."

"Break the record of Huangfu's wisdom."

"Break the record of the Lord of the rings!"

"There is no record of breaking the emperor!"

When the ninety ninth fist was blasted out by Meng Xuan, the golden light of the temple was in full swing, the idea of God was earth shaking, heaven and earth Harmony: "break the no fool record!"

Whether it was the Lost Kingdom or the outside world, everyone stood up and breathed.

Who is now no fool?

After the lost kingdom was erased, he was the first to dream back to ancient times and enter the Lost Kingdom. Now no fool lives in the West and is called no fool Buddha!

"No one can break the record I left!" Meng Xuan said.

He blew out more than ten fists again. At last, the temple gate burst open, and he left 108 fists on the temple gate! This is the limit. There are few who can break his record.

"Prince, who are you?" The fifth Prince's face was ferocious, and there was a murder in his eyes.

And the outside world is in an uproar. One by one, the closed old monsters opened their eyes and focused on Meng Xuan. Yue Wuchang, bamianfo, shengtianshenzi, huangfuzhi, shenhuanwang, Diwu, xianwuyu, which one is not amazing?

After these people go out, they are all giants with unparalleled talent.

But now, it's broken by a man in the ninth district!

People's faces were shocked, puzzled, complicated and admired. Especially that sentence, the record I left, no one can break. How confident and domineering should this be?

In fact, it is. Who can break the record of 108 punches?

Meng Xuan then stepped into the temple, the door closed, disappeared in the sight of everyone.

"The king of Chongzhen, the king of Guiren, the king of Douli, gather the army, wait for the prince to come out and strangle with all his strength!" Said the fifth prince.

The third prince withdrew from the thunder god pool, and also called on the experts of all sides: "nine evils, many wise and useless people, the army encircles this place!"

The sixth prince, the seventh Prince and others withdrew one after another, summoned nine yuan ministers and surrounded the place layer upon layer.

One of the five mysterious people, with deep eyes, sat outside the Raytheon pool, shining all over, ready to kill the prince here.

The eight source ministers and the 72 route generals are all waiting for Meng Xuan to appear.

"I want him to die here." The fifth prince said grimly. Everyone's actions are amazing and consistent, and accidents will never be allowed. The Prince now brings them too much danger.

With the support of Huangfu Shoutian, his own strength is also strong. If he draws in some generals, there will be no one to stop him.

"Try your best to kill the prince, so that he won't have the slightest vitality!" The second prince also spoke.

Among the five mysterious people, one of them was shining all over, which attracted people's attention.

"It's really from that place."

"Where?"

"Holy heaven ancient religion!"

"The man with all the light and long golden hair is the saint of heaven, who entered here 50 years ago."

In the hearts of all the people, there are only ten people in each life, but everyone is a master of amazing.

After Meng Xuan entered the temple, there was only one piece of bone in front of him, like an arm bone, which was carved with a lot of runes.

This is the inheritance of thunder king!