Chapter 340 Like a God Descending to Earth
In this first round of fighting, Ling Yun was obviously at a disadvantage.
However, in the eyes of others, this is already extremely unbelievable.
In other people's opinion, Ling Yun should be swallowed up by the Yin Jiao.
Who would have thought that Ling Yun could still resist the Yin Jiao!
Ling Yun did this to test the power of the Yin Jiao.
"The power of monsters is often stronger than that of warriors of the same level, and the power of this Yin Jiao is stronger than most monsters of the same level."
Ling Yun made a judgment.
The power of the Yin Jiao is roughly equivalent to that of a third-level Martial Lord, much more than a newly promoted Martial Lord by humans.
In addition, Yin Jiao's vitality is still very strong and difficult to kill.
Fortunately, Ling Yun was prepared for all this.
Crackling...
Bolts of dazzling lightning suddenly spewed out of his body, turning into a lightning robe and draped around him in the blink of an eye.
This is the ninth form of Thunder!
As soon as the thunder and lightning power came out, it immediately exerted great restraint on the Yin Jiao.
You know, Ling Yun's thunder power is not comparable to Zhou Wei's thunder ball, it is more than twice as powerful.
The situation between Ling Yun and Yin Jiao instantly reversed, with Ling Yun suppressing Yin Jiao.
"How can it be."
Jiang Yan's eyes widened.
"How can he be so strong?"
Wang Xingping was also dumbfounded.
Everyone was stunned by the scene at the entrance of the valley.
In their eyes, the invincible Yin Jiao was actually suppressed by the young man Ling Yun?
Especially at this moment, Ling Yun's image is like a god, which makes people awe.
Ling Yun's expression did not change.
His purpose is not just to suppress the Yin Jiao.
When fighting the Yin Jiao, he took out a pile of medicinal materials with his other hand and refined the thunder-inducing pill there.
This scene made Zhou Wei's pupils shrink.
While fighting the Yin Jiao, could Ling Yun still make elixirs at the same time?
This not only shows that Ling Yun still has some strength left, but also shows that Ling Yun's alchemy attainments are actually extraordinary.
"A sixth-grade alchemist can never do this, at least not me. Could it be that this young man..."
Zhou Wei's face was full of horror and he no longer dared to speculate further.
After all, the idea that a young man is a seventh-grade alchemy master is too shocking.
At this moment, Yin Jiao seemed to be completely angered by Ling Yun.
A terrifying cold force brewed in its mouth.
After a moment, it sprayed Ling Yun with its palm and mouth.
The terrible cold air suddenly spurted out.
This cold air is obviously extraordinary.
Ling Yun did not dodge.
The medicinal material in his hand has turned into a gray pill.
Then, he threw the pill forward and slashed with his sword.
There are fish in the North Ming Dynasty!
The violent sword energy seemed to form a giant kun, fighting against the oncoming cold air.
Ling Yun's body was protected by sword energy.
But the surrounding mountains, rocks, vegetation, and trees were not so lucky, and all suffered in an instant.
Everything within a hundred meters was frozen by the cold air, and then turned into ice fragments and dispersed.
The terrifying nature of this cold air can be seen from this.
As for the gray pill thrown by Lingyun, not only did it not shatter in the "bath" of cold air, it actually transformed.
The last step to induce the thunder pill is to use the extremely cold air to form the pill.
Therefore, the icy breath of the Yin Jiao was exactly helping Ling Yun refine the pill.
This was what Ling Yun had planned long ago.
Gray pill, instant transformation.
The gray on the surface faded away and turned into a purple elixir.
There was no need for Ling Yun to make any further moves, the thunder pill would naturally release the magnetic power of thunder.
The lightning-inducing pill at this moment is like a terrifying black hole, full of fatal attraction to Thunder.
Over the entire valley, dark clouds suddenly filled up.
Countless lightnings danced like dragons and snakes.
Yin Jiao finally felt uneasy.
"Roar."
It roared wildly, forcing Ling Yun back and trying to escape.
How could Ling Yun let it escape? With the soles of his feet on the ground, he suddenly jumped to the top of the Yin Jiao's head and grabbed the corners of the Yin Jiao's flesh with both hands.
Then, under the horrified gazes of others around him, Ling Yun swallowed the Lei Dan in one gulp.
Boom!
Almost at the same time, a bolt of thunder fell from the sky and struck Ling Yun and Yin Jiao.
This thunderbolt was extremely powerful, drowning both Ling Yun and Yin Jiao.
When other people saw it, their scalps were numb and their hair stood on end.
The power of this thunder is truly terrifying.
It's just that people don't understand why Ling Yun would make such a move to seek death.
It was clear that Ling Yun had the upper hand in the battle with the Yin Jiao, so why did he draw thunder from the sky to kill him and the Yin Jiao together?
Undoubtedly, everyone present felt that under the bombardment of the sky thunder, the Yin Jiao would die, and Ling Yun would not be spared either.
The medicinal power of Leidan is obviously more than that.
Boom boom boom...
Next, one after another, thunderbolts continued to crash down from the sky.
The vitality of Yin Jiao is really powerful.
If it were an ordinary human warrior, being bombarded by such a thunderbolt, he would be annihilated within ten times.
This Yin Jiao was carried seventy-seven times.
But no matter how hard you resist, you can't withstand such endless attacks.
After seventy-seven blows, the Yin Jiao finally stopped moving.
Thunder did not stop there.
What no one knows is that under the rolling thunder, Ling Yun is undergoing a transformation.
As the thunder continued to bombard his body, his blood and meridians were rapidly shattering.
The flesh and skin on his body continued to disappear, revealing the stark white bones.
In the end, only his skeleton and heart were left.
Bang, bang, bang...
His heart beat rapidly.
Then his bones became incredible.
His bones looked like jade, showing a light purple color and covered with ancient runes.
Then, his internal organs and flesh began to reorganize.
This was the real rebirth.
The whole body was broken, and then reunited by the power of thunder.
The thunder continued.
It was not until eighty-one times that the thunder bombardment stopped, and the dark clouds in the sky gradually dissipated.
The eyes of other people around were all fixed on the mouth of the valley.
That area, a radius of 300 meters, was completely turned into powder, and the ground sank five meters.
In the five-meter deep pit, the body of Yin Jiao lay there.
At this moment, Yin Jiao was in tatters, and it was really dead.
"Ah."
Zhou Wei woke up from the shock and sighed.
Obviously he thought that Yin Jiao was dead, and Ling Yun must have been reduced to ashes.
Just as he was thinking this, he saw the dust around Yin Jiao dissipate and a figure walked out.
"He... he... is not dead?"
"Not only is he not dead, he looks unharmed. What kind of freak is this guy?"
Hundreds of meters away, everyone was stunned.
The figure walking over was Ling Yun.
The terrifying thunder before even killed Yin Jiao, but Ling Yun was able to survive.
This was simply incredible.
At the same time, people noticed that Ling Yun at this moment was obviously extraordinary.
The first thing that caught people's sight was a pair of purple pupils that were shining with lightning and unparalleled majesty.
For a moment, many people couldn't help but close their eyes or turn their heads, not daring to look at him.
Ling Yun's body was also extraordinary.
His skin was crystal clear, with a faint purple light, like a peerless jade.
This made him look not like a human, but a god descending from heaven.
