As morning comes.

Mu Cang's attributes also naturally doubled.

[Master: Mu Cang]

【Physique:16206】

【Soul:16190】

He slowly opened his eyes.

Buzz~~

Deep and vast spiritual power rippled out, easily covering the entire aircraft.

Suddenly, the somewhat noisy atmosphere in the cabin suddenly stopped.

All the passengers who were about to stand up and pick up their luggage to get off the plane were all frozen in their original positions, with stunned expressions on their faces.

Click~

Mu Cang slowly unbuckled the safety buckle on his waist and stood up with a calm expression.

He walked past the passengers who were frozen in place like statues.

Shi Shiran stepped off the plane with his hands behind his back.

After a long time.

Everyone in the cabin woke up instantly.

It's like nothing happened.

They continued to be busy and noisy, crowding the entire cabin aisle, and slowly walked off the plane in groups.

Surprisingly, no one noticed the abnormal situation that just occurred.

"Well……"

The beautiful woman sitting next to Mu Cang just now held her forehead, her eyebrows slightly furrowed and she looked around blankly.

For a moment, I just felt that my brain was blank and chaotic.

"Strange, why did I... sleep for so long?"

While the woman was puzzled, she suddenly felt an unbearable stinging pain in her head, and two lines of blood suddenly spurted out from her nostrils.

"Ah, help! Why do I have a nosebleed?!"

She was immediately frightened and scrambled, screaming and taking out a tissue to cover her nostrils.

Not to mention the chaos inside the plane.

Mu Cang was already far away from the airport with his body flashing.

The posture is cool and unrestrained, and the atmosphere is exciting all the way.

He ran towards the center of Yuncheng at top speed.

The speed was so fast that even the drivers passing by on the highway didn't notice it.

Just at this time.

There were bursts of rumbling thunder from the sky.

A sudden thunderstorm fell in Yuncheng.

…

Early in the morning.

Over Cloud City.

boom!

Kakakaka!!

Thunder exploded in the sky thousands of feet high.

Thousands of purple lightning thunder swept across the sky in all directions, splitting the layers of clouds into thousands of pieces, turning into boundless and majestic rain, mixing with the pitch-black night and hitting the earth.

Wow wow wow!!

Blah blah blah!!

For a moment the sky was dark.

The sky and the earth are mixed together, like a vast rain realm.

at this time.

In the dense rain streaks high in the sky, a cluster of huge, round blazing blue light clusters was floating out of thin air.

There was a sizzling sound.

The blazing light group evaporates all the endless raindrops within a few tens of meters into a vast expanse of water vapor.

Sizzle!

In the ball of light, Mu Cang's face was calm, his eyes were closed, his legs were crossed, and he silently performed the Thunder Movement Technique in his palms.

Constantly absorbing the power of the explosive thunder that is roaring in the sky above.

Click!

Another bolt of thunder struck down, forming a zigzag shape and instantly penetrated the layers of the atmosphere into a mass of light.

But in the next moment.

This violent thunder was swallowed whole by Mu Cang.

It turned into huge and pure lightning energy and dispersed into his limbs and bones.

Palm thunder!

Among the Xiantian Yiqigong, it is the second killing method after Wuminghuo.

According to the records in the Gongfa books.

Those who practice this skill must take advantage of the thunderstorm that has just ended and the remaining thunder has not disappeared, carefully climb to a high place, and risk their lives to absorb a little bit of the power of thunder into the body.

Then he uses his mind as the craftsman and thunder and lightning as the material to create a ball of thunder and magnetism.

This method requires at least a Vajra Indestructible warrior to be qualified to practice it.

Moreover, it destroys bodies and lives, and takes a long time.

At the same time, even in spring and summer when thunderstorms are frequent.

It often takes half a month for a cultivator to gather a ball of lightning.

more importantly.

Even the top of the indestructible Vajra, the number of lightning evil spirits that can be stored in the body will never exceed the number of ten.

Therefore, at this time, if the person who has innate energy and created merit is resurrected.

When he saw Mu Cang rushing into the vicinity of violent thunderclouds without any scruples, and actively summoning thunder to strike him, he was afraid that he would be frightened to death again.

Click!

Click!

Two more purple thunder struck down, and they were instantly sucked into Mu Cang's body without changing his expression.

"The body has almost reached the limit of its carrying capacity."

Mu Cang slowly opened his eyes, and a purple lightning streak suddenly flashed in his pupils.

He lowered his head and looked down, at the top of the cone-shaped building several hundred meters away.

He slowly opened his palm, and wisps of electric light suddenly seeped out from his pores.

Sizzle!

Suddenly, a sizzling ball of blazing thunder condensed.

Click!!

The thunder ball explodes!

It instantly turned into a thunderstorm that was real and as thick as an arm.

This thunderbolt spanned hundreds of meters in an instant and hit the roof of the building hard.

boom!!!

The reinforced concrete roof with an area of ​​more than 100 square meters was shattered into slag by lightning and lightning.

Afterwards, these debris and debris rolled together with a loud sound that could pierce the eardrums, and rumbled towards the road below.

This is not over yet.

Mu Cang's expression was calm, lightning flashed from his palms, and he threw dozens of thunderbolts in all directions.
To be continued...