The road is right under your feet

In desperation, Bai Xing poured his remaining spiritual power into the Thunder Armor. The lightning stored in the armor was released instantly, and the lightning intertwined and entangled his body.

The monster under him kept twitching under the lightning, emitting wisps of smoke. After a moment, it turned from grayish white to charred black and dissipated in the wind.

It blended into the surrounding air filled with smoke and war.

But Bai Xing did not feel relieved. His face was pale, and his originally bright and juicy lips were covered with a bluish-white color.

The double depletion of spiritual and physical strength caused his body to tremble constantly.

He struggled to sit up and stuck his sword into the ground. His hand gripping the hilt turned white from the force he exerted, trying hard not to fall.

He looked in a trance as he looked at the humans and spirit beasts that were surrounding him, their lusterless bodies like black and white photos.

I was in a trance for a moment, thinking that I was in hell. I heard a buzzing sound in my ears, and then everything went dark before my eyes.

He could hear nothing, he could see nothing...

In the darkness, his senses were infinitely expanded. He clearly felt that he was very hungry, and every cell in his body was clamoring wildly.

He instinctively used the Qi Control Technique, greedily plundering everything around him.

The remaining thunder power on the armor was quickly plundered by him, but it was not enough, far from enough...

The spiritual energy between heaven and earth and the gray mist on the monster's body rushed towards Bai Xing madly and poured into his body.

Bai Xing felt as if his body was about to burst. The spiritual energy and the gray mist kept rubbing against each other in his body. Neither force was willing to give in to the other and it almost drove Bai Xing crazy.

A large amount of gray and white light gushed out of his seven orifices. Bai Xing pressed his head tightly with both hands and couldn't help but let out a painful roar.

Then, as if he had gone mad, he picked up the sword on the ground and slashed at the monster.

The gray mist on the monsters closer to Shirahashi was completely absorbed by Shirahashi. Without the support of the gray mist, they instantly collapsed to the ground, and Shirahashi reappeared in front of everyone.

Everyone gasped, especially Yin Er and Yin San, whose faces were as pale as paper, their heads were buzzing, and they stood frozen in place.

The black-clad men in the void were also attracted by the changes in front of them. The leader smiled faintly, "Fool, you actually took the initiative to absorb the gray fog. Although it can solve the crisis temporarily, you will also become a monster."

He retracted his gaze and said happily, "Don't worry about it. He is doomed to die."

The other men in black were shocked and immediately withdrew their gazes, increasing their output of spiritual power.

But he couldn't help but swallow his saliva. That man was simply a madman...

Bai Xing's eyes were empty and his body was covered in blood. He kept swinging the weapon in his hand mechanically, vowing to clear away everything that stood in his way.

With a ding sound, Shirahoshi instantly regained his sanity. His sword seemed to be slashing on hard steel, making a harsh sound.

Bai Xing's vision slowly focused and his breathing stagnated. A huge monster appeared in front of him, and his sword was cutting on this person's arm.

Bai Xing could still vaguely see the shadow of this man when he was alive. It was the chef who sold spiritual beasts when he first arrived in Ze'an Town.

An unknown fire suddenly surged in his chest, burning his internal organs, arousing his violent genes, making him extremely anxious and unable to help but want to vent.

Bai Xing suppressed the negative emotions that were surging wildly, but his Lingqi realm was still too weak, and the spiritual power in his body prevailed again.

He needed more and stronger attacks. Without potions, he still had the Thunder Armor which could help him recover quickly from serious injuries.

But that requires absorbing the power of thunder, and now the sky is clear...

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Bai Xing's scarlet eyes, as cold as a pond.

If there is no thunder, then create one!

Bai Xing recalled the principle of lightning generation in his mind, stepped on the thunder flash, and instantly withdrew from the monster's attack range.

Yin'er looked at Shirahoshi, who was intact right in front of him, and his tense nerves suddenly relaxed. He hurried forward to help Shirahoshi up.

Bai Xing raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked extremely embarrassed at this moment, but it still couldn't hide his beauty. Instead, it added a sense of brokenness, which was extremely visually impactful.

This caused the two of them to stand there in a daze, staring at Bai Xing in a daze.

Bai Xing was unaware. He looked up at the sky and the principle of lightning flashed through his mind again.

He exhaled a breath of turbid air and ordered, "Don't let anyone disturb me for a while."

Both of them nodded subconsciously, and it was hard to tell whether they had listened or not.

Compared to the power of lightning that can destroy everything, the principle of its generation is relatively simple.

Under the sunlight, the moisture on the ground and in the air evaporates to form water vapor, which rises to high altitudes and condenses into clouds when it gets cold.

Water droplets and ice crystals in the clouds will constantly collide and rub, generating electric charges. The electric charges are unevenly distributed, with some places carrying positive charges and some places carrying negative charges.

When the charge accumulates to a certain level, an electric field will be formed between clouds or between clouds and the ground. The intensity of the electric field will become stronger and stronger, and eventually it will break the insulating properties of the air, causing current to pass through the air and form lightning.

The temperature of lightning is extremely high, reaching tens of thousands of degrees, which can instantly heat the air to an incandescent state and emit dazzling light.

At the same time, the electric current of lightning will also produce a strong shock wave, forming thunder.

Bai Xing mobilized the little spiritual power in his body, but unexpectedly discovered that he had broken through to the Great Perfection of the Lingqi Realm without realizing it.

But in a moment, he came to his senses, and immediately made a gesture to draw out the water that had not yet dried up from the monster's body and the ground, and gradually refined it.

They turned into water vapor and gathered above his head, causing them to stagnate at the same height. Under his catalysis, they continued to condense into clouds.

Then, he drew a bit of the chill from the ice coffin and injected it into it, causing some of the water droplets in the clouds to condense into ice crystals.

Everything was ready. Bai Xing's face had turned pale and his spiritual power was gradually drying up. The spiritual energy in his body was no longer sufficient to fight against the gray fog, which was running rampant in his body.

A trace of blood inevitably flowed from the corner of his mouth.

A fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he drew out the last bit of his spiritual power and injected it into it, causing it to rub violently in the clouds, forming lightning.

Bai Xing looked at the thunderclouds flashing with lightning in the sky. It was not enough, not enough!

He gritted his teeth, risked the backlash from exhausting his spiritual power, and injected his spiritual power again.

The lightning in the thunderclouds gradually ignited, thunder and lightning rolled, exuding the breath of destruction.

The noise was so loud that it instantly attracted the attention of both parties in the competition.

They were all shocked.

There was a flash of excitement in Mr. Guo's eyes, and his burning gaze was fixed on Bai Xing.

The spiritual weapon in the hands of the leading black-clothed man instantly turned into dust. He looked at Bai Xing with gloomy eyes and said to himself: "Young Marquis, you really surprise me..."

He changed the subject, his voice as cold as ice, "Qi Cheng, Qi Feng, the two of you go and take good care of the young marquis."