[Eight Hundred and Nineteen] Entering the White Thunder Wasteland

"It's just..." Han Feng frowned again.

It is indeed terrifying to surpass the strength of the peak and semi-sacred, but it is still difficult to win the championship of the five palaces.

There are many geniuses in Forgotten Continent, and no one knows what level the geniuses of the other four universities have reached.

Even the elders of Tianxing said that the Sword Emperor was not at the top of all the geniuses in the five academies.

"Fortunately, my body has not transformed, and the power of my primordial spirit has not reached its limit. I still have great room for improvement."

"Now... it's time to leave the world of Dou Ling and set out for the White Thunder Wasteland."

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Beizhou Continent, White Thunder Wasteland.

Boom! !

In the sky of the White Thunder Wasteland, the thunderclouds are rolling and lingering for a long time.

From time to time, a white thunder slammed down, slammed to the ground, and exploded with a loud bang.

But the strange thing is that after the loud noise, Bai Lei turned into countless thunderbolts and swam around like a snake, and the ground did not crack.

White Thunder Wasteland, the ground here has already evolved to an extremely hard level after passing through the countless bright lights of White Thunder.

Even if the sanctuary powerhouse is here, don't even think about easily overturning a mountain-sized boulder.

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Outside the White Thunder Wasteland.

With the violent energy fluctuations, the two figures both retreated hundreds of meters to thousands of meters.

"Tsk tsk, red hair, your physical strength has increased now, I'm afraid it is close to the realm of 10%." A green-haired young man shook his fist that was aching.

"Hey, it's the same with you, Lumao." The red-haired youth smiled.

They don't know each other's names, anyway, they just came here to practice, and they met by chance.

Since they didn't know each other's names, they called each other by their hair's name.

Both of them came here half a year ago, and they fought because of a trivial matter, but they both lost.

Until now, the two would challenge each other as long as either one of them improved a little in strength. In the past six months, the two have their own victories and defeats, but overall they are still half-hearted.

After half a year of fighting, the two of them didn't ask each other's name, but they also showed a feeling of sympathy.

"Hong Mao, this place is close to the inner area of ​​the White Thunder Wasteland. From tomorrow, I am going to enter the inner area." The green-haired youth said.

"You plan to enter the inner area so soon? You must know that the white thunder in the inner area is not only powerful, but also has a great possibility to form a white thunder beast. Even the weakest white thunder beast, we have to deal with it extremely. difficulty."

"The possibility of an accident and falling is too high." The red-haired youth said in surprise.

Whether it is the red-haired youth or the green-haired youth, they are extremely young, that is, they look like twenty-five or six.

So far, they've only just advanced to Semi-Saint.

Only 10% of the physical strength of the body transformed into the first layer of the Holy Land powerhouse can be said to belong to the bottom level of the semi-holy level.

The green-haired young man sighed: "I know this too, but because of the limited power of Bailei on the periphery of the Bailei Wasteland, the improvement for us is too limited."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't have cultivated here for half a year before reaching the 100% Holy Communion."

"If it is inside,

It is not impossible that we are now in the Eucharist. "

The red-haired youth was silent, and it was true that their cultivation in the periphery had limited improvement, especially now that their Holy Body has reached the 10% realm.

Thinking of the terror in the White Thunder Wasteland, the red-haired youth hesitated.

The red-haired young man did not have such great ambitions, he could break through to the sanctuary in peace, and live to the end of his life in peace.

This kind of risky behavior is really not in line with his character.

But thinking of the green-haired young man, the red-haired young man gritted his teeth and said, "Lu Mao, if you want to go, I will go too. We have not decided the winner in the past six months, but we will decide the winner on the inside."

The green-haired youth was stunned and smiled: "Red hair, then let's compare the inner circle."

But at this moment, the face of the green-haired youth suddenly changed: "Someone is here!!"

The red-haired youth turned his head abruptly, and saw a figure continue to fly from afar, getting closer, the green-haired youth and the red-haired youth were stunned when they saw this figure.

"This... this guy doesn't seem to be even in his twenties, yet he dares to enter this White Thunder Wasteland, not afraid of being smashed into scum by the White Thunder?" The red-haired youth looked incredulous.

The green-haired youth looked solemn: "Not necessarily, there must be some means to dare to come here. Maybe this kid is a super genius of some major forces."

"But it is indeed a bit arrogant. This place is close to the inner circle of the Bailei Wasteland. Every power of Bailei exceeds the level of heaven."

"The power of some white thunders is comparable to the blow of a low-level third-rate semi-sacred master. If more than ten white thunders go down, ordinary semi-sages may fall."

"Hey, it looks like the two of us have one more companion..."

The next moment, what the green-haired youth was about to say was choked.

I saw that this figure did not even pause when passing through the boundary between the inner and outer areas of the White Thunder Wasteland, and flew directly into the inner area.

"Crazy, this guy is crazy!" Even the green-haired youth was stunned.

This figure is Han Feng.

...

Knowing the area of ​​the White Thunder Wasteland, Han Feng flew directly to the White Thunder Wasteland after leaving the Dou Ling World.

After nearly ten days of fast flight, Han Feng finally came to the White Thunder Wasteland.

It should be noted that Han Feng was flying in the flying flaming lion, and the flying speed of the flying flaming lion is equivalent to the flying speed of the Sanctuary 2nd layer powerhouse.

"Finally, I have come to the inner circle of the White Thunder Wasteland. With my current strength, even if I drop dozens of white thunders, it may not be able to cause harm to me. If it wasn't for the limit that my body could bear, I would have wanted it now. Directly into the core of the White Thunder Wasteland."

"It is said that when the white thunder is about to fall in the White Thunder Wasteland, a large white thundercloud will condense in the sky. I don't know where..."

Han Feng looked around in the White Thunder Wasteland for a week, and suddenly found a condensed white thundercloud in the sky not far away.

"It's there!" Han Feng flew away quickly!

...

"Is this guy looking for death? Such a huge white thundercloud, the white thunder that descends is definitely not simple. This guy's body has clearly not transformed yet, right?" The red-haired youth said dumbfounded.

The body has transformed into the Holy Body, and they can naturally find that Han Feng's body has not transformed.

The green-haired youth's eyes flashed: "Is it self-confidence or courting death, let's follow up and see, let's go!"

"What, follow along and see, what if we are affected? Hey, don't fly so fast, damn it!" The red-haired youth cursed in his heart and immediately followed.

The two were just approaching, and the white thunderclouds in the sky roared loudly, which was a sign that the white thunder was about to come down.

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The third one!