However, Yang Gan has always been thinking about the day when all five thunder-attribute flying swords will be gathered.
By then, all five thunder swords will be completed, and all kinds of unimaginable supernatural powers will surely make Yang Qian's strength achieve a huge breakthrough.
In particular, the recorded secret techniques such as the Five Thunder Sword Formation and the Five Swords in One made Yang Qian fascinated and had been looking forward to it for a long time.
As long as the Binghuo Divine Thunder is obtained this time, there will only be one earth-attributed Wutu Underworld Thunder.
With this thought in his mind, Yang Gan's eyes flashed wildly and he couldn't help but touch his nose.
"No matter what, I have to go in and verify it, otherwise, I will definitely not be reconciled. If there is nothing, there is no loss. At most, it will waste some time and mana, but if it is the Binghuo God Thunder, Then I’ve hit upon a huge opportunity! Maybe, this is the only place in the entire spiritual world that has the Binghuo Divine Thunder!”
Yang Gan stared intently at the mysterious sea of fog not far away, his face changing several times, sometimes hesitant, sometimes firm, sometimes full of expectation, sometimes full of worry.
Finally, he no longer struggled and his expression became determined.
"Hey ha!"
Taking a deep breath, Yang Qian clenched his fists tightly and shouted loudly. In an instant, a dazzling golden light bloomed all over his body.
This golden light suddenly rose like a golden sun, so brilliant that it enveloped his whole body, making it impossible to look directly at him.
Immediately afterwards, blue lightning crackled on the surface of his body, and the lightnings were like agile dragons, twisting their bodies crazily and wrapping around his body.
The dancing blue lightning intertwined with the golden light, illuminating the surrounding area brightly and exuding an extremely cold and majestic aura.
Although Yang Qian did not fully activate the Brahma Saint's True Demonic Skill at this moment, the power he displayed was enough to cope with the situation at hand.
Feeling the surging and turbulent magic power in his body, as well as the tough, powerful and indestructible body, Yang Gan nodded slightly with satisfaction, with a confident smile on his face.
Then, he raised his head and looked at the sea of fog not far away that looked like a giant beast in the abyss. He narrowed his eyes and swept around like lightning with his sharp gaze.
"I can't see any difference, all the mist is exactly the same!" Yang Qian frowned inadvertently, a little unsure about which area to enter from.
However, after some examination, he made a decision in his mind.
"We have to search the entire foggy sea anyway, so I'll start from here and advance bit by bit!"
As soon as Yang Qian's low and firm voice fell, he saw the light all over him, and instantly turned into a brilliant stream of gold and blue intertwined, like an arrow from the string, suddenly shot out, and rushed directly without hesitation. Into the sea of fog.
With a muffled pop, Yang Qian came into the sea of fog without encountering any resistance.
So hot!
What surprised Yang Gan was that despite being outside the sea of fog, he didn't feel the slightest bit of heat, and the surrounding air seemed particularly cool.
However, as soon as he entered the sea of fog, he felt as if he was instantly in a blazing furnace. A terrifying hot force surged in, frantically trying to burn his body, as if to turn him into ashes. .
Yang Qian was secretly shocked: "This scorching power is so overbearing, no wonder there is no clue outside! But now that I have come in, how can I retreat easily! I want to see if there is a Binghuo Divine Thunder hidden in this sea of fog. ”
Fortunately, through the dual effects of the indestructible protective power of the Vajra Art and the extremely cold isolation ability of the Guishui Yin Lei, most of the originally terrifying scorching feeling has been dissipated.
For Yang Qian, there is not much discomfort at this time, but he can still feel the wisps of heat floating around.
However, the situation in this foggy sea is extremely strange and unpredictable.
When Yang Gan was in it, he felt as if his consciousness was being tightly suppressed by an invisible giant hand. The range of his perception was greatly reduced, and he could only vaguely detect the area several miles around with great difficulty.
Fortunately, thanks to the magical and extraordinary magical power of Ming and Qing Lingmu, which is like a bright light in the darkness, it gives him the ability to penetrate layers of fog, which allows him to slowly navigate through this extremely dangerous sea of fog. Hard travel.
During this period, there were several times when he was moving too fast and failed to notice the obstacles in front of him in time, causing him to crash into the steep cliff hidden in the sea of fog.
The huge impact caused bursts of loud noises and caused several horrific scenes like landslides and ground cracking.
Fortunately, Yang Qian relies on his strong strength and adaptability to avoid danger every time. In just over an hour, Yang Qian relied on extraordinary patience and unswerving persistence to carefully and thoroughly sweep through the entire fog.
However, the result made him disappointed. He did not find anything strange at all. There were no precious treasures of heaven and earth, nor any signs of existence related to Binghuo Shenlei.
"Did I guess wrong?"
Yang Qian slowly walked out of the sea of fog in the other direction, looking solemnly at the still churning black fog in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder if he had gone wrong in his previous guesses.
His brows were furrowed, his eyes full of confusion and unwillingness, and he fell into deep contemplation.
"Huh? That's not right!" Yang Gan was startled, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
Suddenly, he had an idea. Recalling all the signs just now in his mind, he instantly discovered some key points.
"From the time I entered the sea of fog until I came out now, there is no difference in the degree of heat in the sea of fog! The power of this heat is so powerful that it can never be generated out of thin air. And I have also carefully explored the sky, and there is nothing. Something special, so to speak, can only be found at the bottom of the mountain!" Yang Qian's mind was like a high-speed precision instrument, his thoughts were racing, and he immediately targeted several peaks under the sea of fog.
Although, in the previous long and detailed exploration, Yang Qian spared no effort and searched almost all of the large rolling mountains in the fog sea.
However, after all, he did not go deep into the mountain to explore. In addition, the environment here was extremely harsh, his consciousness was severely suppressed, and the strange and extremely hot mist seriously interfered with his perception, resulting in the inability to discover the true nature of the mountain. The root cause is actually normal.
"To be able to exist in this sea of fog, whether it is rocks or trees, they have probably been assimilated with it"
"Hmph! If you can't find it like this, then I will blast these mountains into powder. If you don't believe it, you still can't find it!" Yang Gan's face flashed with determination and ruthlessness, and his eyes revealed determination and ruthlessness.
He lowered his eyelids and looked coldly at one of the towering mountains hidden in the sea of fog, then swayed and quickly flew away again.
Yang Qian's whole body was seen to be flashing in gold and blue alternately, as if a thunder god came into the world and disappeared instantly, leaving only a strong arc wave.
Arriving in the sea of fog, Yang Gan's gaze was like a torch, fixed on the towering mountain in front of him.
Suddenly, he slowly raised his right arm, and saw that the skin on his arm began to squirm violently, and countless golden scales the size of copper coins appeared in an instant. The scales were shining with dazzling light, as if they were made of gold and were indestructible.
With the appearance of golden scales, the mana in Yang Gan's body became manic like a raging river, rushing towards his right arm crazily. There were roaring sounds coming from his meridians, as if thousands of troops were galloping.
Yang Gan pressed his lips tightly together, frowned, and concentrated all his strength on his right arm. At this moment, the air around him was distorted by this powerful force, forming ripples that were visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, Yang Gan's muscles bulged, his veins popped out, and his whole body exuded a suffocating and terrifying spiritual pressure. The whole person was like a peerless behemoth that came out of the ancient wilderness. It was so powerful that it seemed to make the world move. trembling.
"Break it for me!"
Yang Gan's eyes widened in anger, and his voice was like a bell, and he let out an earth-shattering roar.
The roar echoed in the sea of fog, causing the surrounding fog to surge. The originally thick fog seemed to be stirred by an invisible hand, making it even more chaotic.
Immediately afterwards, he activated the power of the Brahma Saint's True Demonic Art on his right arm to the extreme.
An extremely violent force that seemed to be able to tear apart the void instantly gathered on Yang Gan's fist like a tide.
I saw Yang Qian's golden fist shining brightly in an instant, like a blazing sun, hot and dazzling, with an invincible momentum that could destroy the world and blast directly towards the mountain in front of me without mercy.
The next moment, a loud "rumbling" sound was heard, the ground shook, and the whole mountain trembled violently.
Yang Qian's punch was so powerful that it blasted away more than half of the mountain, almost razing it to the ground.
This is because the rocks have been assimilated by the sea of fog, making them many times tougher than the outside world. Otherwise, Yang Qian’s punch alone would be almost as strong as a blow from a monk in the Void Refining Stage. Ordinary mountain peaks would have long ceased to exist. .
Rumble——
Huge rocks cracked open, and countless rubbles shot out in all directions like meteor showers.
Some of the rubble is as big as a house and hits the ground with the sound of howling wind, creating huge deep pits in the solid ground and splashing dust all over the sky; The sound of breaking through the air sent the branches and leaves of the surrounding trees flying.
At this moment, sand and rocks were flying in the sea of fog, and the wind was howling.
The originally calm sea of fog was also stirred up by this huge impact. The turbulent fog crazily impacted the surrounding rocks, making a deafening roar.
In the sky outside the fog, several birds and beasts that were frightened away by Yang Qian's punch let out shrill screams and quickly fled from this disaster place.
For a time, dust and smoke billowed, covering the sky and the sun.
Yang Qian was in this chaos, and he could really feel the dust and dirt surrounding him sweeping towards him.
He couldn't help but frown, looking slightly disgusted.
"This smoke and dust is really an eyesore."
Immediately afterwards, Yang Qian suddenly raised his arm and waved, and a powerful air flow rushed out.
This air flow roared like a violent dragon, scattering the smoke and dust in the sky with thunderous force.
However, the strange sea of fog was completely unaffected. It was still as thick and deep as before, without any movement at all.
Yang Qian has actually known this for a long time.
Otherwise, if some kind of wind attribute spell could be used to easily blow away this annoying sea of fog, then he wouldn't have to spend so much time and effort to explore the secrets.
As the smoke and dust in the sky gradually dispersed, Yang Qian's entire body began to slowly fall. His tall and straight figure was particularly eye-catching as he fell, coupled with the dazzling golden light emitting from his body, which was dazzling, like a golden sun shining brightly, and the blue lightning swirling around him, crackling and flashing. , like a smart dragon circling and flying.
In this huge mountain range, his figure is as eye-catching as a firefly.
However, in this mysterious and strange sea of fog, there was no second person from beginning to end.
Therefore, even if he is so conspicuous, there is no need to worry about whether others will notice him.
Yang Gan landed slowly and calmly like this. During the landing process, not only did his spiritual consciousness remain highly alert at all times, he was keenly aware of all the subtle changes in his surroundings, his Ming and Qing spiritual eyes were also fully activated. , not daring to slack off at all, constantly scanning the movement below, not letting go of any clues.
"No!" Yang Gan shook his head slightly disappointedly, with a look of disappointment on his face.
But that was just a momentary display of emotion, and his eyes quickly became firm again.
Because Yang Qian knew that it was not easy to find Binghuo Divine Thunder. Otherwise, he would have been searched by others long ago.
But if you give up right now, all your previous efforts will be in vain, and this rare opportunity will pass by.
Therefore, without any delay, Yang Qian went directly to the second mountain peak next to him without any hesitation.
Before reaching the mountain peak, he took a deep breath, adjusted his condition, and then once again waved his golden fist surrounded by lightning, and punched down with a thunderous force.
The entire mountain peak trembled, rocks cracked and debris flew.
However, the results are still unsatisfactory.
But Yang Gan's determination did not waver at all. He ran non-stop to the next mountain peak, repeating the previous actions, punching one punch after another, without a trace of impatience on his face.
In this way, time flies by like a flying arrow.
After a full day and night, a young man in black stood in a pile of rocks with a gloomy and ugly face. His tall body was slightly tired at the moment, but his eyes were still shining.
Susu——
The young man's clothes were fluttering slightly, but they were still the same as before. They were spotless due to the body protection spell. Countless broken rocks did not have any impact on his clothes.
This person is Yang Qian. (End of chapter)