Chapter 212 Lei Zhenzi

But the primordial spirit of a qi practitioner is spiritual consciousness, which is the source of life, and damage to the dharma means damage to the spiritual consciousness!

To make matters worse, if it is normal, it will be fine, and the restoration of the damaged spiritual consciousness in time will not cause the loss of the source of life, but the ancestor of Qingfeng was seriously injured, and the damage to the spiritual consciousness now makes the injury worse. Until now, the source of life is close to exhaustion , has already set foot on a dead end!

Hearing the other party say this in a surprised tone, it seems that his original consumption has nothing to do with him, and Patriarch Qingfeng is even more angry. This guy is really hateful.

After figuring out the situation, Wang Sheng smiled apologetically, and said, "Wang's actions were a bit indiscriminate, and I hope fellow Taoists will forgive me."

Patriarch Qingfeng spit out a mouthful of old blood, forgive me? You have killed and wounded the door of other people's house, and beat the master's house to the last breath, how can you forgive me! He even thought that this kid was provoking him, making him unable to die in peace.

At this moment, a voice shouted angrily from a distance, "Why do you humiliate the ancestors so much, you are really deceiving!"

Patriarch Qingfeng's heart skipped a beat, and he turned his head to look, only to see a illusory dharma wrapped in a middle-aged king flying towards him at a high speed hundreds of meters away, and he was holding a sparkling round bead in his hand, exuding danger. The breath seemed to explode at any moment.

"Lei Zhenzi!" Patriarch Qingfeng was annoyed at the fact that the middle-aged ruler came to support him on his own initiative, and at the same time, his face changed color for the ball in his hand.

Lei Zhenzi! It was reported from the four big countries near the Central Plains. It seems to be the refining method passed down by the descendant gods. It was refined by the Qi practitioners at the top of the Dharma.

This kind of magic weapon is difficult to make, and the success rate of making it is not high even for the algorithmic peak Qi practitioners. In addition, the production method is controlled within Shikoku, so the number is extremely rare.

How he got it! Patriarch Qingfeng looked at the middle-aged king in shock, and at the same time, he suddenly had a glimmer of expectation that he shouldn't have. This thunderbolt is so powerful, even if he faced this formidable young man head-on, he probably couldn't escape. !

It was too late to say it, but in a blink of an eye, the middle-aged lord fully aroused the power of Lei Zhenzi, and flung the ball out fiercely. At the same time, his figure turned into a shadow and came to Patriarch Qingfeng at top speed, pulling him away at top speed.

"Ancestor retreat quickly!"

Patriarch Qingfeng let him pull him to fly away, staring at the ball without blinking as it came to the young man and was about to explode, but at this moment, he saw that the young man did not dodge, just He stretched out a hand to the ball.

The next moment, Patriarch Qingfeng's eyes widened!

I saw that the ball suddenly stopped before it touched the palm of the young man, floating in the air a few inches above the palm of the young man. Originally due to the expansion of internal power, the flickering ball also gradually calmed down, like a plaything in the young man's palm. Drips and spins on the palm of the person.

What's this! Could it be that Lei Zhenzi is a fake! Patriarch Qingfeng was a little confused, and even a little bit sure that Lei Zhenzi was a fake, and he was just frightened by the middle-aged king. After all, such a precious magic weapon is not something they can get from a small and remote country.

"Why, why didn't it explode!" He suddenly heard the shocked voice of the middle-aged king.

Patriarch Qingfeng replied in a daze: "How can the fake one explode?"

"Fake? How is it possible!" The middle-aged king couldn't believe it, "This Lei Zhenzi was bought at a huge price."

"It seems that it is really a fake." Patriarch Qingfeng was very disappointed. Hearing this, he was even more sure that Lei Zhenzi was fake. No big price is possible.

"It's actually a fake! That damn profiteer!" The middle-aged king didn't expect that he was deceived, and suddenly burst into anger. He was testing in every possible way at that time, and even almost triggered the power to test his power!

At this time, he suddenly felt a shock in his palm, and a spring force bounced his palm away. It was astonishingly that Patriarch Qingfeng shook him away vigorously, and then a soft force let him go far away.

"Old Ancestor!" The middle-aged king was in a hurry, and wanted to run forward, but he could only be sent away by that soft force.

Patriarch Qingfeng turned his back to him, and said flatly: "Go back, with the other party's temperament, he probably won't take you seriously, maybe you can escape with your life."

The middle-aged king was taken aback, "What about the ancestor!"

Patriarch Qingfeng smiled bitterly, "The other party will not let the tiger go back to the mountain. You can go, but I can't." In his opinion, he is also a person who has once displayed the peak power of the Dharma. Even if the other party is supernatural, he will never tolerate it. A character like himself escapes.

The middle-aged king's eyes were red, and his heart was complicated, but he could only watch the old figure get farther and farther away from him.

And Patriarch Qingfeng took a step forward and flew towards Wang Sheng without fear.

But at this time, there was only a rumbling sound in the distance, the clouds in the sky shook, and a big hole appeared, the earth trembled like a dragon turning over, and a huge mushroom cloud that was not inferior or even surpassed before slowly rose.

Lei Zhenzi, it exploded!

"It exploded!" Patriarch Qingfeng was stunned.

"It's true!" The middle-aged king was also taken aback for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

"Old Ancestor, it's true!" The middle-aged king felt his soft power disappear, and immediately flew towards him at a high speed, shouting with joy.

Patriarch Qingfeng couldn't believe it, and didn't respond. He just stared blankly at the huge mushroom cloud that gradually expanded and gradually enveloped his figure.

"Could it be that he was killed by the bomb!" After a long while, he said in an extremely complicated way.

On the one hand, he was overjoyed that the enemy had died and heard that the crisis in Fengguo had been resolved. On the other hand, he was also a little bit sad that such a fellow with powerful supernatural powers and strength beyond the peak of Faxiang was just blown to death by a thunderbolt!

"The power is good!"

Suddenly, a calm voice came from the center of the mushroom cloud.

Patriarch Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, and the middle-aged king who was approaching very quickly in the distance trembled even more, with fear in his eyes.

"Not dead yet!" They couldn't believe it, they were still not dead after being directly bombed by such power!

That's right, Wang Sheng made the sound, and after a few breaths, he walked out of the mushroom cloud safely and stood quietly in front of Qingfeng Patriarch and the two.

And he looked, his clothes were neat, his breathing was stable, and he was unharmed!

The atmosphere froze to the limit, and Patriarch Qingfeng, who had already decided to die generously, suddenly felt fear in his heart. He felt fear from the bottom of his heart for this incredibly strong young man in front of him.

Even Lei Zhenzi couldn't be killed by blowing up, could this man be a fairy descended into the world!

The sky and the earth are still shaking, as if shaken by the power of the thunderbolt, and the mushroom cloud has also lasted for a long time, covering the land for dozens of miles.

And Patriarch Qingfeng and the middle-aged king saw the corner of the young man's mouth suddenly twitched, revealing a smile.

"Two friends, where are you going?"