1521. I Once Dominated the Thunder

"Li Mu."

Zhang Chenggong saw the boy in the white Li-Ning sportswear and let out a low growl in his throat.

I don't know if this voice is joy or anger.

Li Mu didn't pay attention to Zhang Chenggong's expression.

He sat on the bottom of the awning boat, his legs hanging on the water, and he opened his mouth and blew gently.

The six skeletons of pale poisonous fog that were stagnant on the sea surface immediately dispersed and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, the bit of white poisonous mist that shrouded the [Jiaolong] disappeared all of a sudden.

"Brother Wuxin, you've got a job."

Li Mu said.

The person standing next to him, wearing new purple clothes, is naturally He Wuxin, a peerless master of the magic sword in the Kunlun Secret Realm.

Hearing this, He Wuxin moved.

His figure instantly weakened.

The next moment, he appeared on the Jiaolong.

Bang bang bang.

The palm moves are as fast as a chain of lightning.

One palm after another, all of them hit the heart of the poisoned Chinese warrior.

"ah……"

"Puff!"

Under the force of his palm, the Chinese warrior spurted out mouthfuls of stinking blood.

"what you do?"

Some Chinese warriors who were not poisoned were frightened and furious when they saw this, and quickly stopped him.

But how fast was He Wuxin's attack?

In an instant, all the Chinese warriors who were poisoned were slapped by him and all vomited blood.

At the same time, his figure, like a ghost, had returned to the awning boat.

The small black awning boat floated lightly on the water.

"Ignorant of good and evil."

He Wuxin stood behind Li Mu and said with disdain: "You bunch of blind people actually expelled the strongest man in the Kunlun Secret Realm from China. You deserve to be suppressed into such a miserable situation. You are doing your own evil and will not survive." "

At this time, the Chinese warriors on board the Jiaolong discovered that the injured person's heart pulse had been tapped by He Wuxin's palm technique. His breath became evener and longer, and his complexion gradually turned rosy. It was obviously due to the poison in his body, which was all poisonous. The few mouthfuls of blood spurted out of the body.

It turned out to be healing an injury.

As a result, everyone looked embarrassed.

A complicated look flashed across Zhang Chenggong's eyes.

She had thought for a moment before that if Li Mu were standing on the Dragon Boat today, why would Hua Xia be so bullied?

But it was just a thought.

At this point, I may feel a little regretful, but it is not regretful.

After all, Li Mu slaughtered hundreds of dragon warriors and killed so many compatriots. This crime was unforgivable.

She knew very well that just now Li Mu did not set foot on the Jiaolong to rescue people, but asked his equally unfathomable companions to take action. This was probably because he had promised before that he would not set foot on Chinese territory. Once he set foot on the Jiaolong, it would be considered Broken promise.

This man actually keeps his promises.

She didn't pay attention to He Wuxin's ridicule.

Some things are principles.

Must persist.

Not to mention the reaction of the Chinese warriors, the strong men from other countries had strange expressions on their faces at this time, and were surprised and confused.

This ghostly awning boat and the three people wearing it are not simple.

Not to mention the domineering purple-clothed man's physical skills were like lightning, and he used his palm to remove the poison from the Chinese warriors. Let's talk about the boy in the white Li-Ning sportswear who opened his mouth and blew away all the pale poisonous mist.

Skill can be seen in understatement.

"Who is this Chinese?"

"When did such a master appear in China?"

"Why didn't he take action earlier?"

"However, judging from the atmosphere between him and the Chinese officials, it doesn't feel right."

Strong men from all over the world were discussing in low voices with their companions.

For a moment, I was not sure what the origins of these three new people were.

The only thing that is certain is that these three people are very strong.

Very strong.

Not something to mess with for the time being.

On the awning boat.

"Brother Ye, please excuse me."

Li Mu pointed to the luxury yacht of the Ganges Temple in the distance.

The scholar in white smiled and said, "Okay."

He slapped his waist.

The sound of sword chants moves the heaven and earth.

The sword flashed.

The sword at the waist goes away and comes back again.

When he arrived, he had cut off the flagpole on the luxury yacht and brought Director Yue's head back.

at the same time--

Puff puff.

Blood splashed like a fountain on the luxury yacht.

The heads of the dozen Ganges God warriors who had been mocking China before rolled down like watermelons.

Among them is Fahan, the chief priest.

He stared blankly at the white bone staff that was broken into two pieces in his hand, his eyes glazed over, and then a blood mark appeared on his chest. He didn't know when the sternum had been cut off by the sword light. The white bones were cracked and could be clearly seen. The internal organs that were also chopped open, as well as the spine in the back cavity...

The main priest, Fahan, was cut into two pieces by the light of the sword.

The figure slowly fell down.

Only the high priest Jarava looked horrified.

On the bone staff in his hand, there was an indent as thick as a finger, which blocked the blow.

If it weren't for this true god's transformed staff, maybe just now, he would have been cut into two pieces with a sword without even realizing it.

horrible.

Jarawa looked at the scholar in white on the awning boat, feeling fear in his heart.

"interesting."

A cold voice came from inside the yacht.

Just look at the blood splattered everywhere, and suddenly it seemed like it was alive, wandering around on the deck, and finally formed a twisted blood snake and crawled into the hatch.

The blood and water in the corpse that fell on the ground flew out as if a water pump was installed. Like a flying snake, it entered the luxury cabin. The corpse that had lost its blood moisture quickly looked like a dried sand sculpture. Dissipated, leaving only shriveled clothes.

All the blood has disappeared.

Disappeared completely.

A mass of black and red mist, as if mixed with blood, floated out of the luxury cabin.

Submerged into the body of High Priest Galava.

Two scarlet bloody lights shot out from Galawa's eyes.

At this moment, the aura of the high priest completely changed.

"Who are you?"

He looked at Li Mu on the awning boat, and his voice was completely different from the previous Jarawa. It was standard Chinese.

Possessed?

Seize the body?

Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.

This is the true God of the Ganges Temple who has descended upon the high priest.

Has the true God come?

Things are getting more and more complicated.

Li Mu was still sitting on the bow of the boat, fishing with a green fishing rod in his hand.

"Me? I said I'm your fellow countryman, do you believe it or not?"

Others didn’t understand the meaning of the word ‘fellow’.

But the high priest was slightly silent.

Apparently, he got it.

"Thirty-six Tiangang constellations, who are you?"

'High Priest Jarava' asked.

Li Mu fixed the fishing rod on the bow of the boat, clapped his hands, stood up, and said, "Neither of them."

"Then why do you want to interfere in this matter?"

"I just want to suppress you."

"hehe."

‘High Priest Galawa’ sneered: “I have recovered several percent of my strength. There are people in this world who can suppress me, but they don’t include unknown people like you who hide their heads and show their tails... just die.”

In his hand, he made a handprint.

Suddenly, the rules shook.

The low-hanging clouds in the sky rolled and condensed, and in an instant, a huge thunder and lightning hammer with clear cloud patterns appeared, fiercely heading towards the awning boat.

When it hit, the destructive power of thunder and lightning caused the sea surface within a hundred meters radius to suddenly sink, as if the earth was sinking.

The strong men from all over the world suddenly felt their breathing quicken.

This kind of vision can be regarded as the power of a god.

But the awning boat was still safe and sound.

The water sinks and it floats in the air.

The green fishing rod on the bow of the boat seems to be extending endlessly, still hanging into the sinking water.

Li Mu stood on the floating bow.

"In such a short period of time, he has recovered to such an extent."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped.

The thunder hammer of Yundian instantly shattered and dissipated.

There was a gasp of air all around.

The strong men from all over the world were dumbfounded.

"I dominated the Thunder."

Li Mu explained to the 'High Priest Galawa' who had a shocked look in his bloody eyes.

Then, as if to prove his words, thunder burst out from the dark clouds in the sky.

The streaks of silver lightning were like silver snakes dancing wildly to destroy the world. The roaring sound of thunder was continuous. The electric light illuminated the shocked faces. Li Mu stood on the bow of the awning boat, and countless streaks of thunder followed. With his body as the center, it swirled around as if in worship, forming a thunder vortex suspended above his head.

Such a picture and power are much more majestic and majestic than the previous Thunder Hammer of 'High Priest Galava'.

Dominate the Thunder.

These four words appeared in everyone's mind at this moment.

This is the real dominant Thunder.

"who are you?"

‘High Priest Galava’ felt uneasy.

He felt threatened.

Li Mu's answer was only one word——

"town!"

The thunder flashed like dense tentacles, entangling towards the 'High Priest Galava'.

"The fairy is moving, the rain is sad in spring!"

'High Priest Galawa' took a step back and drew out the immortal talisman with his hands. Bloody black demonic energy surged all over his body. He pushed hard with his palms and filled the sky with black bloodshot threads, just like the cold rain in the cold spring. The threads were endless. , heading towards the thunder and lightning tentacles to cover them up.

Sizzle!

The sound of demonic energy refining sounded instantly.

The forbidden move of 'High Priest Galawa' was vulnerable to Li Mu's lightning tentacles and was instantly incinerated and dissipated.

"Ahh..."

Lightning tentacles instantly wrapped around him.

Screams sounded.

As if he was undergoing an electric shock, the figure of 'High Priest Galawa' began to twitch violently.

A large amount of black and red demonic energy was forced out of his body.

Finally, with a snap, the figure of High Priest Galava fell.

And the black-red demonic energy took the shape of a human, struggling crazily, but unable to get out of the lightning network.

The thunder net shrinks.

The humanoid demonic energy also shrunk.

The crackling sounds of thunder, coupled with the screams and roars of the humanoid demonic energy, made the scene look extremely scary and mysterious.

In the end, the humanoid demonic energy was directly compressed into a ball the size of a fist.

Li Mu waved.

The sealed electric ball fell into his palm.

"He... actually sealed the gods?"

"So easy..."

"Is he also a god?"

"It's a bit troublesome."

The strong men from all over the world felt chills in their hearts after watching the whole process.

Such a character is like a god or demon.

What is his origin?

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