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Chapter 133: Thunder Strikes

I don’t know how many days have passed, but one day suddenly, wind and rain are blowing, lightning and thunder are roaring.

This time, the storm was unprecedentedly heavy. Countless raindrops seemed to gather into a waterfall and poured directly towards the earth. In addition, there was a continuous stream of thunder in the nine heavens, as if the end of the world was about to come.

In such an environment, Wang Yang's spirit that had entered a wonderful state of purity actually had some wonderful response from heaven and man with the wind, rain, thunder, mountains, forests and earth.

Originally, Wang Yang was practicing the throne and immortality at this time, but with the emergence of the celestial beings, Wang Yang suddenly jumped up, and sternly started to fist in the wind, rain, and thunder, dancing with wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

Stay the sky! Suppress the mountains and rivers! Crash the flowing water! Blast the clear sky! Point the stars! Turn the sun and the moon! Fill the sky!

Wang Yang danced in the wind and rain, and the seven powers changed continuously, but he was dancing wildly, but he did not use the Shenxiao Tribulation after the seven powers returned to the same place.

"The mist and rain in Zhongshan are vast, and millions of lions cross the river!"

During the storm, Wang Yang's thick voice suddenly sounded, with a bit hoarseness. He had not spoken for a long time and suddenly made a sound, because his tone was not good.

At this moment, Wang Yang stood on the top of the mountain, dancing wildly, and his voice seemed to be integrated with the wind, rain, and thunder.

Accompanied by Wang Yang's voice, Wang Yang suddenly punched at this moment.

The punch was blown out, stirring the rain, and in a short moment, it condensed into an empty water ball, which flew out a few centimeters before it suddenly dispersed.

Holding the air into a pill!

Wang Yang, at this moment, through the wonderful response of heaven and man, finally cultivated Zi Xiaojie to a state of almost returning to nature, and achieved a pill with his energy!

Before, although Wang Yang could fight the Shenxiao Tribulation, he could not achieve such an effect.

The scattered water ball is the manifestation of the extreme condensation of strength!

"I cherish the Qin Emperor and Han Wu, and they lose their literary talent. Emperor and Emperor Song Ancestor were slightly inferior to each other. Genghis Khan, a genius, only knew how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle!"

Wang Yang continued to punch, but the intention of the fist suddenly changed. The moment before, there was still a golden sword and an iron horse, but the next moment, there was a passion that wanted to compete with the God of Heaven.

"The road to the pass is as iron as iron, and now we have to take a step back!"

The next moment, Wang Yang's fist intention changed again, and became a brave and heroic spirit that could be overcome in one fell swoop.

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Under the sky and above the mountain, Wang Yang's poems with different meanings came from Wang Yang's mouth. At the same time, his body kept punching one after another. Each punch was made with the technique of Shenxiao Jie embracing the qi to form a pill, hitting the rain in the air, alarming the mountain.

At this moment, the wind, rain and thunder seemed to turn into an exciting background music, making Wang Yang's fist dance smoother and smoother, pushing Wang Yang's energy to unprecedented peaks!

This is already enlightenment, and the long-term accumulation of foundation. Until now, under the sensation of heaven and man, Wang Yang's spiritual thoughts were attracted by the wind, rain, and thunder. He accumulated strength and strength, and his entire spiritual level attracted a huge sublimation!

In just a short time, Wang Yang's poems became faster and faster, and his fists became more and more fierce, giving people a sense of madness that he was about to dance wildly and die.

Wang Yang himself felt that he was now like he was striking a blacksmith without punching, and his entire energy and spirit were tempered, and countless "impurities" were beaten out, making himself more and more pure!

In the dark, the vast world and the tiny Wang Yang seemed to have established some mysterious connection. Wang Yang became more and more anxious as he danced, and the wind and rain were the same.

Until a certain moment, the wind, rain, thunder and lightning reached its peak, and Wang Yang's spirit also rose to the peak that he could reach.

It was also at this moment that Wang Yang sensed an indescribable terror in the dark. This terror was even more than ten times more violent than when he faced the gunman that day!

This is a real catastrophe.

At this moment, Wang Yang had a thought, and he already knew what was going on and what he was about to face.

At this moment, facing this great terror that went straight to death, Wang Yang forcibly suppressed the great fear that was derived from the great terror!

It would be impossible for him to do this before entering the mountain, but the spiritual training during this period has made his will more firm.

"If I get my life, I will all be..."

At this moment, Wang Yang let out a long roar, and then forced his punches in the direction of the sky.

It was also at this moment that the thunderbolt in the sky and the white lightning illuminated the entire mountain.

A thunder fell on Wang Yang's fist, and a huge electric current passed through Wang Yang's body at this moment, causing Wang Yang to lose consciousness directly.

It turns out that the danger Wang Yang sensed came from the sky!

He was struck by lightning!

I have to say that Wang Yang's luck is undoubtedly too bad. Of course, this is not just bad luck, but Wang Yang's situation just now is more likely to be struck by lightning.

Such a heavy thunderstorm, the thunderstorm was violent, and Wang Yang was standing tall and empty. When he stood up, he was the tallest thing.

It would be fine if you stand on a high place, but Wang Yang was still yelling in such weather, which undoubtedly increased the probability of being struck by lightning.

In addition, Wang Yang had just received the sensation of the gods and his spirit, and his spirit continued to rise, making the life magnetic field more powerful in a short time ago.

The powerful life magnetic field increases the probability of being struck by lightning here.

Adding up various factors, the probability of being struck by lightning is already quite high. In addition, Wang Yang's luck is so lucky that another thunder just happened to land nearby and was directly attracted by Wang Yang.

By the time Wang Yang woke up, it was noon the next day. Wang Yang opened his eyes and saw that the sky was as clear as washing, and a big sun hung on the sky, sprinkling thousands of golden lights.

At this moment, Wang Yang looked at the sun and listened to the birds and insects in the forests, and a sense of joy suddenly emerged in his heart.

In a vague sense, he felt as if he understood what "life" was, but when he thought about it carefully, the feeling dissipated like clouds and smoke.

Suddenly, Wang Yang remembered his previous experience of being struck by lightning, but when he looked back at this time, Wang Yang did not feel scared, but some of them felt like a dream.

In addition, Wang Yang found that his feelings seemed to be more sensitive, which was somewhat evident.

Wang Yang's spirit was reflected and he suddenly realized that the pure yang in his spirit had grown more than ten times stronger.

This kind of spiritual change is undoubtedly a great thing. This so-called pure yang is not actually something that exists, but a feeling in the dark, which is the so-called seed of the sixth sense.
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