Porter of Two Worlds - Chapter 221

The sky was gloomy, and Mo Yun was like a lead, as if it was about to fall through the earth, and the heavens and the earth were clear. 『㈧㈠ 中文 网 ⒈

The white stone tower pointed at the sky like a sharp sword, and there was a tendency to tear up the sky.

Click!

A lightning flashed across the sky, and a dragon like Zhangya dancing claws walked in the dark clouds, the thunder came rolling, and it spread to all directions with the might of heaven and earth that passed through all ages, and the whole world was shaking.

The wind was rising, the lightning was thundering, and around Baishi Tower, at least 100,000 people became silent, all looking up at Baishi Tower.

"This atmosphere, I'm so embarrassed!"

There were so many people around, but all of them were silent at this time, and the atmosphere was strange with a heavy atmosphere, making Aspen uncomfortable.

After thinking about it, he stretched out his hand again and was going to pat the shoulder of the big man on the side to continue the previous topic, but at this time the other party turned his head and looked at Bai Yang's eyes and said:

"No more nonsense, I throw you out, do you believe it?"

"I do not believe!"

Poplar's eyelids glanced back at him, afraid you were embarrassed?

The other side smirked and ignored Poplar, and turned to look at the White Stone Tower.

How dare you ignore me!

Bai Yang was unwilling, and a sewing needle flew silently from him. He pretended to look at Bai Shi Tower, and thought of controlling the needle to fly quietly to the big heir, aiming at the flower in the legend. I clicked up and went up!

"what……!"

The big man's eyes glared and his expression became quite exciting at once, but considering the surrounding atmosphere, his cry stopped again, and he looked at him blankly with his hands in his arms.

"Shh ...!"

Bai Yang made a snoring gesture at him, pointed to the direction of White Stone Tower and motioned him not to make a noise.

"..."

The big man didn't understand that his backyard would hurt because of hair, and his expression was distorted, and he ran away, and he could not care about throwing the knife in his hand ...

An unusual sound suddenly appeared in the weird atmosphere. People around him looked at it. Bai Yang shrugged at those people and said don't look at me. I don't know anything ...

Then the people around looked at Whitehead Tower again, and didn't care about the matter just now.

The rolling dark clouds were gloomy, as if the entire sky would collapse.

At the bottom of the White Rock Pagoda, a person leaped up from the ground, and quickly climbed towards the top along the outer wall of the White Rock Pagoda!

"What does this guy want to do? Climb up at this time, is it enough?"

Seeing this scene, Bai Yang was dumbfounded.

Looking at the people around him, all of them were taken for granted, and even with a look of expectation, Poplar completely did not understand.

Looking at the action of the person climbing up, it is estimated that the mountain people who are no less than those who were lost in the river forest jumped up a few meters high and climbed quickly.

"The rhythm is wrong!"

Seeing the other party getting higher and higher, Poplar gradually began to stare. Until the last guy stood at the top of the White Rock Tower, Poplar was directly circled.

I go, is this guy meaningless to life?

Looking around, everyone around Bai Yangxian looked with anticipation, thinking that so many of you gathered here just to watch that guy live to death?

Don't understand, shake your head and continue watching.

The top of the white stone tower that towers into the sky is metallic, and can only put down one's feet, hundreds of meters above the ground. Ordinary people standing so high may be scared to death, but the guy looked up at the sky, his face was agitated, and his legs Standing in a weird motion, the wind was blowing on his clothes.

I really don't understand, Bai Yang asked a middle-aged man in gray clothes with a big stare at the top of the White Stone Tower:

"Brother, is there any thing that guy can't think of standing so high? My wife ran away or lost her family? Otherwise, the child who has raised a few dollars by her own is actually the next door? There is no hard life in life. With so many people watching, no one persuaded him? "

As soon as Poplar spoke, the eyes of everyone around him glared at him. This was to blame him for saying something so serious.

The questioned middle-aged man looked at Bai Yang and made a snoring gesture and whispered:

"Don't know, don't talk nonsense. He's trying to practice the Secret of Thunder. Looking at it, at least dozens of people will run up and try it every day."

"This will kill people. No matter how much martial arts you practice, you can't make fun of your life."

Aspen does not understand the values ​​here.

"Thunderbooks are one of the top ten amazing works in the world. If anyone can do it, it must be a shock to the world. Anyone who has a little hope and is in danger is willing to try it. Look at it. I do n’t know if I will die again How many people "

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, then turned and ignored the poplar.

Your sister, risking your life to run so high is to cultivate the so-called Thunder Secret? Cultivation to find the secret to death is pretty much the same!

Such a thought just appeared in the poplar's mind, then the world was pale, a lightning flash of teeth dancing across the sky, and then thunderous thunder rolled back and forth between heaven and earth.

When the lightning appeared, the people around Bai Yangxian were so nervous that they almost forgot to breathe, staring at the people at the top of White Stone Tower with wide eyes.

"This is really a death on the air."

The Poplar was speechless. Looking at the top of the White Rock Tower, the guy was lucky. The lightning didn't hack to kill him.

call……

Countless people exhaled for a long time, and Poplar actually heard them and he was a little disappointed!

Click ...! boom……!

A few seconds apart, another thunder flashed through the dark clouds, Zhang Yawu's claws wandered through the clouds, and they blasted down instantly, centering on the top of the White Rock Tower.

boom……!

Then there was no more. The man above was chopped up, and the whole person was burned, and the vitality was cut off instantly, like a section of burning wood planted from the top of the white stone tower.

"Ah ..., another failure ..."

The guy carbonized directly in front of the terrible lightning, and fell into a pile of debris on the ground, and a pity was seen from those who saw it.

"I ...% ... ￥ & ..."

Aspen is completely dumbfounded. What about your sympathy? I haven't seen anyone persuade you. It's not too big to see the excitement ...

See you for a long time.

At the same time, Bai Yang saw another guy who was not afraid of death and climbed up the wall of the White Stone Tower ...

"Brother, thunder will kill you. Why do they have the first and the second? Are they enough to live? Also, why do they have to climb up the stairs without taking the stairs?"

Bai Yang's eyes moved along the guy toward the top of White Stone Tower, and he asked dumbfoundedly who was talking to him.

"Of course it will die by being struck by lightning, but this is the only way to cultivate into the Thunder's Secret. For this one of the top ten magical skills in the world, anyone who has an idea wants to try it, and will die if he fails. The last bloom of life, of course, must show a sense of existence, so I climbed up from outside the White Rock Tower. "

The middle-aged man in gray clothes actually patiently explained to Poplar.

Well, I see it through. This is a group of two / forced death journeys, and it's still the kind of line up to die. The sigh of poplar's heart can only be attributed to the wonders of Daqian World.

Then he and a group of people eating melon watched the second person die.

The guy also climbed to the top of the White Rock Pagoda, and showed the same weird movement as the first person, looking up at the sky as if looking dead.

The wind was violent, black clouds were surging, and another terrible lightning came across the sky, and it directly fell on the person at the top of the White Stone Tower. Without accident, he also hung up, falling down into a **** with smoke.

"This is death, but lightning, not to mention its powerful current, the temperature alone cannot afford it!"

Seeing the second person hacked, Aspen murmured in his heart.

He vaguely remembers that the minimum temperature of lightning can reach more than 1,700 degrees, and the highest can be 30,000 degrees. You stand so high that you are going to stand side by side with lightning. Who will die if you don't die?

Another person hung up, and there was no strangeness in the dense crowd.

However, I had to wait in line for death this year. The second one hung up and did not scare some people with ideas. The third one started to climb to the top of the White Rock Tower as soon as the second died.

Not surprisingly, the third one reached the top, and a lightning came across the sky and hung ...

Fourth and fifth ...

Tick, a drop of heavy raindrops fell on his face, and it was going to rain.

Poplar was in a mood to stand in the rain with the crowd to watch the live broadcast of lightning strikes, and immediately rushed to a building hundreds of meters away from the pouring rain.

I don't know what the mentality of those who watch the liveliness is, and the rainstorm is reluctant to leave, watching the live broadcast to death.

When he came to the building to take shelter from the rain, Bai Yang glanced at it and saw the old man he encountered when he first ran. At this moment he was doing it on the ground, leaning on a pillar and staring at the White Rock Tower. Holding a wine gourd and drinking with a bite.

Poplar walked over, sat next to each other, and asked:

"Uncle, what is the number?"

When Bai Yang came over ~ ~ it seemed to flash a few more flashes, but did not see the situation on the White Rock Tower behind.

"Thirteenth"

The uncle said without looking back.

"I figured it out, there wasn't a master who ran up to the White Stone Tower to die. What's going on? Since what kind of Thunder Secrets are you going to cultivate, why don't those masters go?"

Bai Yang stared at Bai Shi Pagoda's lively mouth and asked.

Judging from the physical skills of the people who went up, they were just a group of people in the martial arts realm, not even a master who could ‘light’.

"The Thunder Secret is one of the top ten amazing skills in the world, everyone can practice, but no one can do it. Since it is known as the top ten amazing skills in the world, it is naturally extremely precious. Of course, it is not the full version that is passed on to the world, it is just martial arts. It ’s just the practice chapter of the realm of the realm. At most, it has cultivated a thunderous flesh. There is no way to cultivate in the future. Which master is willing to cultivate himself as a sacrifice to lower the realm and start from the beginning? "

The old man pouted. (To be continued.)