C930 Location Found
Following the pouring of dense and pure thunder into his body, Long Bufan's body suddenly stiffened. The firecracker's lightning energy was evidently more tyrannical than all of the lightning energy he had absorbed in the past.2
After the bluish purple colored lightning charged into Long Bufan's veins, it was like a ferocious beast that had out of its iron cage, rampaging about recklessly!
If it was an ordinary practitioner, even if their cultivation had reached the Spirit Sea Realm, if they had allowed this violent purple lightning to circulate through their internal organs, it was likely that their muscles and veins would have been destroyed, resulting in injury, or even death.
But Long Bufan was different. In his body, there was the lightning spirit which was condensed by the late stage of absorbing the power of thunder and lightning. No matter how tyrannical the lightning was, it would not be able to withstand the suppression of the lightning spirit and would eventually be slowly absorbed and refined.
Just like this, the tiny Purple Thunder Needle, like a needle that could freeze the sea, suppressed the lightning that surged into his body, and continuously nibbled away at the lightning energy that was contained within the firecracker. During this process, Long Bufan's entire body became numb, and he did not feel any sort of special pain.
After a while, Long Bufan finally completely absorbed and refined the lightning energy contained within the firecracker, and when he looked at the Purple Thunder Needle, Long Bufan ecstatically discovered that after absorbing the lightning bamboo, the Purple Thunder Needle's body had become more solid, and the lightning energy contained inside had astonishingly increased by about forty to fifty percent!
"I didn't expect that just a two hundred year old young bamboo would be able to increase the power of Purple Thunder Needle by half. What if it is a three hundred year old bamboo? Or perhaps it is the Ancient Lightning Symbol Tree of a higher level? "
Long Bufan's face lit up, his heart was filled with anticipation, but unfortunately, for such a treasure, it was extremely unlikely for him to find it in such a short period of time.
It was already close to dusk, and he tilted his head to look outside the area of the ruins. The battle there was gradually coming to an end, it was obvious that the ferocious Thunder Winged Demonic Bat, before long, would fly back to its lair and continue protecting its Ancient Lightning Symbol Tree. At that time, even if Long Bufan wanted to fight it, he would not have the strength to fight it.
This feeling of helplessness caused Long Bufan to clench his fists and desire even more strength.
"Weng ?!"
Right at this moment, a wave of soul fluctuations surged into his mind, causing Long Bufan to be startled. Soon after, a look of unconcealable ecstasy surfaced on his face.
He found the location of the Ancient Lightning Symbol Tree!
At that moment, Long Bufan's consciousness moved, and he immediately transformed into the battle form of the Dragonblood Warrior Weapon. With a flap of his dragon wings, he suddenly flew up, and then quickly rushed towards the magic clone s!
As Long Bufan flew down at full speed, after approximately ten breaths of time, he finally arrived at the middle of the mountain. In a grassy area, there were many poisonous bugs and poisonous snakes hiding. These low level beasts seemed to have mutated because this place was filled with lightning origin energy. Not only were they able to come and go like lightning, they were also able to spit out lightning. Compared to the ordinary snake bugs outside, they were much more difficult to deal with.
The grass grew lustily, being about two meters tall. Long Bufan floated in the air and looked down, and was unable to see the figure of the magic clone.
However, Long Bufan and the magic clone had a connection with their consciousness, his gaze was like lightning looking at a certain cliff at the end of the grass, and then he suddenly dove down, and in the blink of an eye he arrived at the cliff.
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