City: Opening Awakening Dragon System

Koizumi Taro's whole body was wrapped in purple lightning, and only a person in the shape of a lightning column was seen struggling outside.

Each purple lightning bolt is as thick as a bucket, and over time, dozens of bolts of lightning fell simultaneously from the sky.

These dozens of bolts of lightning fell from different angles, and finally converged into a bolt of lightning above Koizumi Taro's head.

The whole shape is like a towering tree, with a short and thick trunk and slender and towering branches.

At first, the wails could be heard from the human-shaped lightning. Later, the wails became hoarse, gradually became thinner, and finally became inaudible.

Obviously, Koizumi Taro is useless.

Just imagine, the weakest first Martial Saint Thunder Tribulation, he has awakened Super Saiyan state, can't resist and is finally forced to kneel down, and the subsequent Martial Saint Thunder Calamity gathers more and more, multiplying, he is even more Like ants, let the lightning bomb.

If it hadn't been for Zhou Cheng's wish to keep him alive so that Wu Sheng Lei Jie could output crazily, the first Wu Sheng Lei Jie would have killed him.

In the distant capital, in the western world, all the people who watched the live broadcast, the masters who hadn't fainted yet, were all horrified by the incomparable strength of Wu Sheng Lei Jie.

"Huaxia's Thunder Tribulation is so strong! Is it possible for people to survive the Tribulation safely?"

"Master Koizumi is finished! The face of the Dadongwa Empire has also been completely thrown away by him!"

"With such a powerful Thunder Tribulation, no one can survive!"

"This Dongwa warrior shouldn't have lasted so long! It's so strange!"

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Zhou Cheng looked at all this coldly, and watched Wu Sheng Lei Jie keep falling, and suddenly felt an impulse in his heart, "I don't know if I can withstand Wu Sheng Lei Jie with my current strength?"

Once this idea is born in my heart, it is like growing roots, and I want to try it more and more strongly.

"Anyway, I am immortal, so why not give it a try?"

Do as soon as you think of it, this is Zhou Cheng's style of doing things.

A princess hugged her waist, and put Meng Yao on her lap on the recliner.

Seeing Zhou Cheng walking towards the center of the thunderstorm, Meng Yao exclaimed: "Zhou...Zhou Cheng, what are you going to do? It's dangerous there!"

Zhou Cheng turned his head and laughed: "What? Are you worried about losing my warm and safe embrace?"

Meng Yao was ashamed and indignant, "You...you are so bad...I didn't mean that..."

Zhou Cheng smiled charmingly: "Really?"

Meng Yao's heart skipped a beat: "You...be careful..."

Zhou Cheng turned around and left a sentence: "Don't worry! I still have many confidante, I will not let you and them be sad in this life!"

Then quickly walk toward the center of the thunderstorm.

Meng Yao had already forgotten her embarrassment and anger, and stood up straight, watching that handsome and unrestrained figure walk into the center of the thunderstorm, her anxious eyes filled with endless worries.

In front of the live screen.

"What is this young Chinese man doing?"

"Did he not want to live? He actually voluntarily walked into the Thunder Tribulation Center?"

"It's crazy! He reached out and touched the lightning..."

"Die, what a pity—er—what? He's okay..."

"Still laughing... Isn't this young man afraid of thunder and lightning?"

Zhou Cheng stretched out his right hand and stuck it straight into a lightning bolt. The purple lightning showed a strange state of being thick at the top and thinning suddenly at the bottom.

The missing part was covered by Zhou Cheng's right palm.

The purple lightning entered from Zhou Cheng's palm, and rushed towards the torso and limbs along with the flesh and blood of the meridians.