Chapter 5448 You Lose!

It is impossible for Ying Zilong to stand safely on the ninth step with his current cultivation.

Unless he reaches the Emperor Saint!

Even if he reaches the Emperor Saint, it is only possible.

If Ying Zilong does not have the origin of lightning, let alone breaking through to the Emperor Saint, even if he is now the seventh-level Emperor Saint, he will never dare to try.

You must know that the Tianlei Pavilion has a precept that all those who covet the ninth-level lightning must have a cultivation level of at least the Ancestral Saint!

In other words, no one below the Ancestral Saint can withstand the tempering of the ninth-level lightning.

However, arrogant people will always be unwilling to be inferior to others.

Ying Zilong is unwilling to lose to Su Han. The ninth-level lightning is his only hope at the moment!

"I, Ying Zilong, have never lost, and I will never lose!!!"

In the roar, Ying Zilong's body seemed to have a barrier broken, and the torrent rushed violently. The majestic imperial power seemed to have lost its obstruction and completely erupted from Ying Zilong.

The first-level Emperor Saint!

"Young Pavilion Master has made a breakthrough?!"

"Did he finally reach the level of Emperor Saint?"

"With the Young Pavilion Master's fighting power, even if he has just reached the level of Emperor Saint, he can still rival those second- and third-level Emperor Saints!"

"Hahahaha... From now on, my Tianlei Pavilion will have another Emperor Saint!"

"..."

Outside the screen, there were many cheers, and the disciples of Tianlei Pavilion were excited about Ying Zilong's breakthrough.

However, there was no joy on Zun Qi Tianzu's face.

He was very loyal to Tianlei Pavilion, and he naturally did not consider whether Ying Zilong would cause trouble for him after he became stronger, but he clearly saw that after the breakthrough, Ying Zilong had been staring at the ninth step!

"What does he want to do?"

Zun Qi Tianzu's eyelids twitched wildly, and he could not help but roared: "Ying Zilong, don't be impatient! That ninth-level lightning light, at least requires a strong person of the Ancestor Saint level to withstand it!!!"

Unfortunately, Ying Zilong in the Ten Thousand Thunder Temple could not hear his roar.

However, Ying Zilong was not arrogant. After his breakthrough, he spent a day using the eighth-level lightning to stabilize his own cultivation. Only after it was completely stabilized did he look at the ninth step again.

"Wanlei Temple belongs to my Tianlei Pavilion. I, Ying Zilong, am the young master of Tianlei Pavilion. I also have the origin of lightning. How can I lose to an outsider!"

"I, Ying Zilong, have no fault in this matter. If you want me to apologize to you, dream on!!!"

Thinking of this, Ying Zilong's eyes showed decisiveness. His footsteps suddenly lifted up, and in the eyes of Zunqi Tianzu and others, he stepped into the ninth step!

"Shua shua shua..."

The moment Ying Zilong stood on the ninth step, the ninth-level lightning there seemed to be affected by the sound, and all pointed to Ying Zilong.

The next moment, endless lightning roared and all hit Ying Zilong.

That kind of terrifying pressure, like forming a substance, and like water poured down from the sky, made Ying Zilong's face change drastically!

He finally realized that even if he had broken through the Emperor Saint, even if he had the origin of lightning, he could not break through the ninth step!

He subconsciously wanted to retreat, until he touched the invisible barrier between the eighth and ninth steps, he woke up.

He could not retreat anymore!

"Boom!!!"

The deafening roar made Ying Zilong bleed from all seven orifices and felt dizzy.

The lightning fell on Ying Zilong, and all his defenses collapsed. Even the origin of lightning quickly shrank and retreated back into Ying Zilong's body.

It was not that the origin of lightning was not strong, but that Ying Zilong's cultivation was too low, and he could not let the origin of lightning exert the power to suppress the ninth-level lightning!

"Bang bang bang..."

Under the destruction of the ninth-level lightning, Ying Zilong's body was full of muffled sounds, and his skin and flesh began to crack at this moment. A strong sense of life and death crisis rose from Ying Zilong's heart.

"No!!!"

Ying Zilong screamed: "How could this be... I am the young master of Tianlei Pavilion, how can I die in Wanlei Temple!!!"

This scream could not effectively stop the bombardment of the nine-level lightning.

Seeing that the body was about to be completely destroyed, the Yuanshen Holy Soul would also collapse under the roar of the nine-level lightning...

But at this moment, countless lightnings suddenly rolled back!

"Wow!!!"

From the first to the ninth step, all the lightnings were pulled out, making the nine steps empty in an instant.

Zi Lei, Ying Zilong and others couldn't help but look in the direction where the lightning rolled back, only to see that all the lightnings were integrated into the nine-color lightning column.

And this nine-color lightning column finally appeared from the endless before, as if it was cut off, and the tail appeared.

All the lightnings were poured into Su Han's body, and the power of his cultivation that he had compressed for a full sixteen days also underwent a qualitative change at this moment.

"Boom!!!"

The surging breath burst out from Su Han.

That was no longer the sixth level, but breaking through another level to reach the seventh level!

That is, the peak Taoist Saint in the eyes of ordinary cultivators!

"Hu... Hu..."

Ying Zilong was panting heavily, feeling severe pain all over his body. There was a huge and hideous wound on his chest, and even his internal organs could be seen.

The sense of life and death crisis in his heart retreated at this moment. Ying Zilong knew that he had walked through the gates of hell.

He also knew that the thunder and lightning opened by the Ten Thousand Thunder Temple this time had been exhausted, and Su Han had swallowed all the last thunder and lightning into his body.

It's equivalent to... invisibly saving him once!

However, Ying Zilong's expression was still gloomy and showed no gratitude.

In his opinion, Su Han did not want to save him subjectively, but just because he wanted to absorb more lightning to allow himself to achieve a breakthrough.

Therefore, he will not be grateful to Su Han, but has been thinking about how to deal with the previous bet.

There is no need to measure how much thunder and lightning they swallowed. Just from the nine-color thunder pillar, it can be seen that Ying Zilong has lost.

"Is this Ten Thousand Thunder Temple training... over?" Zi Lei and others looked regretful. They also hoped to get more breakthroughs.

Normally, every time the Ten Thousand Thunder Temple is opened, the lightning inside it will last for about a month before it is exhausted, but this time, it only lasted less than twenty days.

Obviously, it's because of the nine-color thunder pillar.

At this moment, Su Han had also stood up.

Her black hair hangs down behind her, and her white robe moves automatically without wind.

He looked at Ying Zilong who was sitting cross-legged, swallowing pills to recover from his injuries.

"you lose."

Ying Zilong looked stunned.

After a moment, he snorted coldly: "So what if we lose? This is in Tianlei Pavilion, my Ying family's territory! Let me, Ying Zilong, be bound to become a top powerhouse in the future. Do you want me to apologize to you?" That’s daydreaming!”

"You really should die under these thunder and lightning." Su Han said lightly.