Chapter 508 Heavenly Thunder Forbids the World

Mrs. Luan said: "Hey! I can only blame that kid for being so ignorant. He dared to show off the ninth-grade profound weapons. He deserved his death. (First episode)"

"You don't like that kid, do you?" Situ Lian smiled coldly.

Mrs. Luan smiled charmingly, with sparkling red lips, and said softly: "To be honest, that kid is really handsome, and his martial arts cultivation is also outstanding. If I can get his Yang Yuan, maybe my cultivation will be as good as my own." Can go to the next level.”

Situ Lian wasn't too angry either, she just smiled faintly, "That's such a pity, he is destined to be torn to pieces by the Thunder Clan, you have no chance."

"Hehe!" Mrs. Luan smiled leisurely, her eyes were incomparably captivating.

...

In another city, on top of a navy blue seven-story tower.

Standing on the seventh floor of the tower, Zi Hanyan can overlook most of Tianshi City. A pair of star eyes looked at the huge lightning cover in the distance, frowned slightly, and said: "Old ancestor, should we help them?"

The ancestor of the Zi clan sat inside the tower, his body was shrouded in white rays of light, and said: "You have to think about it, we Zi clan can help him in some ways and form a good relationship. But if we rescue him He will completely offend the Thunder Clan, and may even withstand the attacks of other forces in Tianshi City."

Zi Hanyan naturally understood the stakes, and said: "However, the Lei Clan already has two ninth-grade profound weapons. If they get another ninth-grade profound weapon, their strength will definitely become stronger. The Purple Clan is also quite unfavorable."

"Yan'er, the ancestors know that you have a crush on Ning Xiaochuan, but the premise of helping others is that you can't involve yourself in it. The Zi clan is not just the two of us, there are tens of thousands of clansmen. Today we will rescue you. If he dies, hundreds of thousands of clansmen will probably die at the hands of Lei Clan in the future. You have to continue to learn about the interests of big clans!"

After saying this, the ancestor of the Zi clan closed his eyes, remained silent for a while, and said again: "Actually, you don't have to worry about Ning Xiaochuan, his mentality is not inferior to yours, since he dared to use the ninth-grade profound weapon Taking it out means that he must have a way to keep the ninth-grade profound weapon."

"He really has a way to keep the ninth-grade profound weapon? But Lei Ao's martial arts cultivation has reached the fourth step of the ladder, and he has mobilized many strong men from the Lei Clan. Hey!" Zi Hanyan sighed softly With a sound, he gritted his teeth and continued to look in the direction of the thunder cloud cover.

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In the bhikkhu temple.

Ning Xiaochuan stood in the Buddhist hall,

With a serious face, he said: "I understand! It must be when Lei Yi and I fought, he wrote down my mark of martial arts, so the Lei Clan can find us. [Start]"

After figuring out the key reason, Ning Xiaochuan immediately mobilized the power of the magic sword in his body, and covered up the marks of martial arts with the aura of extermination.

Monk Tan Gan looked mournful, staring at Ning Xiaochuan and Situ Jing in the Buddhist hall, and said, "Which of you can tell the poor monk what happened?"

Situ Jing said apologetically, "Master, we are the ones who have troubled you. I am really sorry."

Ning Xiaochuan was not flustered, and quickly thought about the way to deal with it.

In his hand, he holds an earth-grade black stone, which can make the black stone puppet burst out with the combat power of a warrior in the heaven-human realm, enough to get out of trouble. However, the earth-grade profound stone was too difficult to find, and he didn't want to expose the mysterious stone puppet unless it was absolutely necessary.

This is his strongest hole card now!

"Those from the Thunder Clan used the profound weapons to imprison the space. Later, I will use the ninth-grade profound weapons to break through the space. After I get out, I will break through the wilderness." Ning Xiaochuan said.

"no!"

Tangan monk said: "You just left, what should I do? I am an innocent person, you have the heart to see me being killed by them?"

Ning Xiaochuan frowned and said, "Then what do you want?"

"Take the poor monk and leave together." Tangan monk said: "By the way, you wait for the poor monk first, and the poor monk goes to clean up the scriptures. Those scriptures are the treasures of Buddhism, and they must not be damaged!"

Situ Jing was a little anxious and said, "The monk has too much to do! Hurry up!"

The night was hazy with thunder and lightning.

Outside the Bhikkhu Temple, there were swaying figures and flashes of lightning. I don't know how many strong people surrounded the temple?

It was a restless night, and the entire Tianshi City was disturbed.

Lei Yi came out from the black night, with a burly body, wearing a silver robe and gold armor, a white jade crown on his head, a gold belt around his waist, and a silver cloak on his shoulders, said: "He has covered up the marks of martial arts."

"It doesn't matter! There is a thundercloud covering to block the space, so it is impossible for him to escape."

Lei Ao was sitting on a huge silver metal flying boat, the sound was like a thunderstorm, and the sound spread into the Bhikkhu Temple.

The silver metal flying boat was surrounded by purple thunderclouds, and patterns of formations rotated on the bottom and top of the flying boat, forming a huge whirlpool of thunderclouds above the Bhikkhu Temple!

It's like the god of thunder sitting in the divine ship, commanding the world.

"Then I'll bring someone in now!"

Lei Yi took out a purple spear, jumped off the edge of the metal flying boat, and landed on the ground outside the Bhikkhu Temple, smashing the ground into a three-meter-deep crater, splashing a large dirt.

"Situ Jing, get out and die!"

Lei Yi's gaze was like lightning, and with a wave of the spear in his hand, a piece of purple lightning slashed out, knocking down a large area of ​​the wall of the Bhikkhu Temple.

Most of the bhikkhu monastery seemed to be lifted up, and the ground paved with bluestone was completely shattered.

"Shua Shua!"

The Thunder Clan dead warriors in black armor soared up one after another, turned into black shadows, and broke into the Bhikkhu Temple.

Some dead men fell to the top of the wall, some stood on the top of the Buddhist hall, some stood on the top of the stupa, and some fell into the courtyard, gathered from all directions, and headed towards the most central place. Buddhist hall.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the door of the temple opened.

A piece of white sword energy gushed out from it, there were hundreds of sword energy, it was like a river of sword energy converging.

The river spread out and turned into a rain of swords all over the sky.

"Poof! Poof!"

The more than 30 Thunder Clan dead men who broke into the Bhikkhu Temple were all pierced by sword energy, and fell from the top of the wall, the top of the Buddhist hall, and the top of the pagoda, and fell to the ground.

There are dead bodies all over the ground, and there is no one alive.

"The monk's movements are too slow, you go and urge him, I'll go out and block the masters of the Lei clan first." Ning Xiaochuan said something to Situ Jing, and then walked towards the outside of the Buddhist hall.

Standing outside the Bhikkhu Temple, Lei Yi saw the wave of Lei clan dead men being killed by sword energy just now, his face was a little ugly, and he was about to commit suicide in person, and directly took the heads of Ning Xiaochuan and Situ Jing.

"Squeak!"

The door of the Buddhist hall was opened again, and a rather handsome young man in a green robe came out, standing straight on the nine-storey steps, looking at the dark mist of thunder and lightning under the night sky, and said with a smile: "Thunder Friends of the clan, since you have already come, why do you need to hide your head and show your tail?"

"Hmph! Lei Clan's killings have always been done in an open and aboveboard way, and they never hide their heads and show their tails."

Holding a four-meter-long purple spear, Lei Yi walked out of the blackness, his whole body was wrapped in fine lightning, just like a young Thor.

The young king of Jiuyuejiang naturally possesses supreme demeanor, making it difficult for his peers to match.

Behind Lei Yi, more than a dozen senior Lei Clan masters followed. Each is a top character, over sixty years of age.

Among them, there are a few hundred-year-olds who put tremendous pressure on Ning Xiaochuan, and they are definitely strong on the "ladder".

These are only superficially strong men sent by the Lei Clan. There are still many martial arts experts hidden in the dark, and the number cannot be counted at all.

Obviously, the Thunder Clan did not underestimate the enemy at all. They really mobilized all the strong Thunder Clan members in Tianshi City, and they would use overwhelming force to seize the ninth-grade profound weapon without letting Ning Xiaochuan and Ning Xiaochuan. Situ Jing had no chance of escaping.

"In order to deal with me, a junior, you actually mobilized so many strong men, aren't you mobilizing too many people?"

Ning Xiaochuan was a little surprised, there were too many masters of the Thunder Clan, if he didn't use the Xuanshi puppet, he probably wouldn't be able to break out today.

An old woman who looked to be in her sixties, with a rather fierce look, said: "Young generation, hand over the ninth-grade profound weapon obediently, and I can leave your whole body today."

"Since the Lei Clan is so mobilizing, and it is clear that they are going to be robbers who kill people and steal goods, then don't blame me for killing people!"

Ning Xiaochuan took out the eighth-grade profound weapon "Soul Extinguishing Bell", mobilized the Tianwu vitality in his body, and punched it into the Soul Extinguishing Bell.

The bell, which was originally the size of a wine glass, became three meters high in an instant, as if it had turned into a big golden bell.

Using Tianwu Yuan Qi to activate the Miehun Bell naturally displayed the full power of the Miehun Bell.

"jingling!"

The Miehunling's light was incomparably bright, suspended ten feet above the ground, bursting out waves of sonic attacks.

The attack of Mie Hun Ling is not attacking the body of the warrior, but the martial soul of the warrior.

Lei Yi and the old masters of the Lei Clan thought that Ning Xiaochuan would burn his life essence, sacrifice a ninth-grade profound weapon, and do a dying struggle.

When the soul-killing bell rang, they realized something was wrong.

Although they have all cultivated the martial soul seal and can withstand the sonic attack of Mie Hun Ling, the other Thunder Clan warriors have suffered.

In the night, there was a lot of screams, and in just one breath, the martial souls of dozens of warriors were shattered by the bell, and the seven orifices bled to the ground.

You know, Bulao Ji sacrificed the soul-killing bell, but almost wiped out the entire Dragon Elephant Divine Martial Camp.

And Ning Xiaochuan used Tianwu vitality to activate the soul-killing bell, and the power that erupted was several times stronger than when Bulaoji used it, and the destructive power was naturally even more terrifying.

"He actually possesses an eighth-grade profound weapon that is designed to attack the martial souls of warriors. Everyone, hurry up and stop him. If you let him continue to push, I am afraid that all the young warriors of the Thunder Clan will die."

The body of the rather fierce old woman moved, turned into an afterimage, and rushed in front of Ning Xiaochuan at an extremely fast speed.