[Eight Hundred and Twenty-Three] 1 Under the Holy Communion

"Intention? Could it be that Brother Lumao, do you have something to ask this person for help?" The red-haired youth did not expect that the green-haired youth had a purpose in staying here firmly.

"That's right, if it weren't for that, why would I stay here so stubbornly. After all, this person is very likely to be a master at the peak and semi-sacred level. It is normal for such a master to have no strange temper. Extremely."

"The two of us have been peeping here like a voyeur, and there is no guarantee that this adult will not cause trouble later."

"So, red-haired brother, you should leave quickly. If you really anger this lord, you will be responsible for the next person." After the green-haired youth finished speaking, he handed over to the red-haired youth.

"What is it that I need to ask this person for help? If Brother Lumao doesn't mind, I might be able to help a little." The red-haired youth patted his chest and abdomen.

The green-haired youth slowly shook his head: "No, brother, your strength is not enough."

After that, no matter how the red-haired youth asked, the green-haired youth no longer answered.

Seeing this, the red-haired youth knew that the green-haired youth would not tell him the specific situation anyway. The red-haired young man sighed and cupped his hands: "I'll leave now, I wish you good luck, brother."

After saying that, the red-haired young man glanced at Han Feng with a lingering fear, turned and left.

Although his family has strong sanctuary and some semi-sacred, most of them are third-rate and semi-sacred, and there are very few second-rate and semi-sacred.

Not to mention the existence of such suspected peak semi-sages.

For the red-haired youth, the peak half-sage is no different from the ordinary sanctuary first-level powerhouse, and it is an existence that can kill him in seconds.

Who, no tears, I speak for myself

...

Han Feng didn't pay much attention to the red-haired youth and the green-haired youth.

After obtaining the eighth-level white thunder ball, Han Feng devoted himself to cultivation.

There is still a lot of energy left in the Body Forging Pill, which is continuously improving Han Feng's physical strength. At the same time, the electric snake wrapped around Han Feng is also constantly promoting the elevation of the Holy Body.

I was immersed in cultivation, and in a blink of an eye, several days passed by like this.

A few days later, Han Feng's Holy Body has been greatly improved, the energy of the body forging pill has almost been digested, and the electric snake wrapped around Han Feng's body is almost invisible.

Han Feng took out the white thunder bead without hesitation and crushed the white thunder bead.

At the moment when the white thunder beads were crushed, the terrifying power of thunder swept out, directly swallowing Han Feng.

From a distance, it was as if a thunderstorm had swept Han Feng into it.

In the thunderstorm, countless thunderbolts pierced Han Feng's body like sharp needles and penetrated into Han Feng's body.

Han Feng groaned, the muscles on his body trembled, and his face twitched bitterly.

But soon Han Feng endured it.

Although the body hurts like being cut, Han Feng knows that in order to enhance the power of the Holy Body, it is all worth it.

The thunderstorm gradually weakened, and it all turned into fertilizer for the promotion of the Holy Body of Han Feng.

I don't know how long ago, Han Feng slowly woke up.

Clenching his fist, Han Feng could clearly feel the explosive power contained in his body.

"When I become a Holy Body, is this the level I have achieved now? It's not enough. It's still far from the limit of 40%."

"I must improve my strength faster? Maybe... I should go to the inner circle of the White Thunder Wasteland.

"Han Feng thought to himself.

"Um?"

At this time, Han Feng also found the green-haired youth who was slowly approaching.

"Peeping for so long and not leaving? Do you really think I'm good-natured?" A sneer flashed across Han Feng's face.

Cultivation is the most taboo for someone to stare at him. If it weren't for the fact that these two were too weak, Han Feng would have taken action long ago.

Han Feng did not expect that only one of the two left, and the other was so bold to stay.

...

The green-haired young man's feeling was very keen, and when he noticed the cold breath that flashed across Han Feng's body, the green-haired young man immediately shouted: "My lord, I have no ill will towards my lord, I just want to complete a deal with my lord. "

"Deal?" A trace of doubt flashed in Han Feng's heart, and the killing intent that had just shot out in his heart slowly subsided.

"What deal?" Han Feng raised his eyebrows.

The green-haired young man immediately said: "The bloodline of the subordinate is somewhat special, and it can attract the white thunder to descend and condense the white thunder into the white thunder beast in this white thunder wasteland."

"Looking at the lord, you also need the white thunder ball to temper the body, so I want to complete a deal with the lord. I use the blood of the family to attract Bai Lei to condense into the white thunder beast. I hope that the adults can share some of them after they get the White Thunder Pearl."

Speaking of the back, the green-haired youth was a little cautious.

"Attracting Bai Lei to condense into a white thunder beast? And such a bloodline?" Han Feng was greatly surprised.

"Why don't you hunt the white thunder beast yourself with such bloodline? And just tell Han about your bloodline, so you won't be afraid that Han will be bad for you?"

The green-haired youth gave a wry smile: "The bloodline of the subordinate is called the Luolei bloodline, and it was famous tens of thousands of years ago. But it is precisely because of this that the family under the subordinate suffered a devastating blow."

"Now, the bloodline of Xia Xia is extremely thin, and it is only possible to attract Bailei in this Bailei Wasteland. It is almost impossible to do it in other places. This kind of bloodline can be said to be tasteless."

"According to the family records, the blood of the lower family can even summon the Heavenly Transcending Tribulation Thunder. Once in the family, there was a sanctuary peak powerhouse who summoned a Lei Jie Yue level that was stronger than the Heavenly Transcending Tribulation Thunder and killed a saint. A master of the domain small perfection."

"Because of this, the master caused a big disaster, and also implicated the family, which led to the destruction of the family. At that time, only a few collaterals escaped. The ancestors of the family today are one of the collaterals."

"The current bloodline is useless except in the White Thunder Wasteland. The adults have the power of the peak semi-sacred at a young age. It must be from a big power. How can you look down on such an inferior bloodline?"

"As for the white thunder beast, I want to hunt and kill myself. Unfortunately, my talent is really limited, and I have only cultivated it in the White Thunder Wasteland to the realm of 100% Saint Body by relying on Bai Lei. This kind of strength, even the most powerful Weak first-level white thunder beasts may not be able to hunt and kill."

"Of course I can invite other warriors to help, but I'm also afraid that they will be captured by them after the incident, and it will become a tool for their family to temper the Holy Body in the future."

"It's just that the adults found out from the beginning but did not take action. I must not be a despicable person, so I am willing to take a gamble."

Han Feng squinted slightly: "Oh? That's it, but what if you guess wrong? Maybe... Han also hopes to bring your Excellency back to the family and become a tool for tempering the Holy Body of family members?"

...

The third one!

Suddenly I found that the White Thunder Wasteland has nothing to write about. Maybe the story of the White Thunder Wasteland will end today.