Chapter 419: Thunder Strikes, Zhao Family Collapses! (Two in One)

The blood and flesh of the Grandmaster are treasures for the demon race, but they are of no use to him.

The martial arts Grandmaster who follows the path of Qi Refining is destined to be far inferior to the demon beast in terms of physical evolution, and is not suitable as a sacrifice for the witch refining method.

Of course, it is impossible to kill the Grandmaster without gaining anything this time.

Song Changming used the innate Gangqi as a guide, and soon drops of blood floated out of the Grandmaster's body.

The blood beads not only have blood light, but also a light golden color, making these drops of blood look more like smelted flowing gold.

Each drop of blood emits extremely strong energy fluctuations, making it clear that this is not the blood of an ordinary warrior.

In fact, this is also true. This is the purple palace essence blood of the Grandmaster.

Although it is called essence blood, in fact, blood is only a medium for carrying energy. This is not just blood, but also the embodiment of the Grandmaster's Qi Refining cultivation.

Song Changming has not yet entered the Grandmaster realm, so he doesn't know much about it.

It is said that the purple mansion essence blood of this master is extremely valuable. One drop can cure all diseases, bring back the dead, and make dead trees come back to life.

One of the ways for the demon race to advance to the great demon is to swallow this precious purple mansion essence blood.

In terms of value, the purple mansion essence blood of the master is no worse than the heart core of the great demon.

If the heart core of the great demon is regarded as the condensation of the great demon's lifelong practice, then this purple mansion essence blood can also be regarded as the crystallization of all the efforts of the human race master's cultivation.

Of course, this is only a one-sided statement.

In fact, for the martial arts master, the most important thing is to open up the purple mansion. Only by opening up the purple mansion can one be regarded as a martial arts master.

Therefore, the correct name of the master realm is actually the martial arts purple mansion realm.

In front of him, drops of purple mansion essence blood emerged, and under the wrapping of Song Changming's aura, they were like flawless gem crystals.

Song Changming did not need to count more, because there were only seven purple mansion essence bloods in total.

With a big hand, he collected seven purple mansion essences in his palm.

For a moment, he didn't know how to deal with these purple mansion essences.

If he used witchcraft to refine them, it would be a bit of a waste.

After thinking about it, Song Changming took out a jade bottle with talismans, put the purple mansion essences in it and sealed it for later research.

After losing the purple mansion essences, the corpse on the ground seemed to have lost the last bit of spiritual essence, and it shriveled like a dry bone, as if it had been decayed for many years.

If Song Changming didn't say it, others would never associate this mummy with the martial arts master.

Song Changming raised his hand again, threw out a corpse-dissolving talisman he made, and stuck it on the mummy, and soon it melted into a pool of black water.

It was covered with mud and sand, leaving no trace.

After doing this, Song Changming flew away.

A few days later, the land of Jiuyou.

A large area of ​​barren mountain land, accompanied by a tiger roar, suddenly exploded with a large piece of deep blue lightning.

The lightning surged and swept into the air.

On one of the stone pillars, Song Changming stood with his hands down, calm and composed.

Without seeing any movement from him, a layer of light yellow lightning film appeared in front of him.

Between heaven and earth, two different properties of strange lightning collided with each other at this moment.

For a moment, the world here seemed to be obscured by the vast number of lightning arcs, and it was so dazzling that nothing else could be seen.

After a while, the deep blue lightning dissipated, and Song Changming stood there, unharmed.

His eyes fell on the big tiger below.

He was not unfamiliar with the big tiger, it was a thunder wheel tiger, the king of the thunder demon clan!

The thunder seeds in his body needed to swallow more strange thunder to grow, so the first thing he thought of was the strange thunder he had seen.

One is the companion divine thunder of Xu Yuan from the military, and the other is the thunder of the Thunder Wheel Tiger on the battlefield of the demon clan.

Both kinds of thunder left a great impression on him, and they were powerful enough.

Xu Yuan was his good friend in the army, so he naturally would not seize Xu Yuan's Dao fruit, so he aimed at the Thunder Wheel Tiger clan.

There is a Thunder Wheel Tiger entrenched in the Nine Netherworlds, which is the information he got from the old talisman master Qian Yuan.

The information is extremely accurate. This barren mountain area with rich thunder elements is the territory of this Thunder Wheel Tiger.

Relying on its own strong bloodline, no demon clan dared to provoke it.

Until today, Song Changming appeared and became the first person to challenge it.

Seeing that ordinary thunder was not enough to threaten Song Changming, the Thunder Wheel Tiger immediately increased its output.

A large number of deep blue thunders turned the area within a mile into a thunder field, raging in turn, bombing Song Changming who was in it.

However, it soon discovered that the thunderbolt it was so proud of could not penetrate the thunder membrane around Song Changming.

"Is it only this strong?" Song Changming was a little disappointed to be honest.

Especially after a battle with the martial arts master, it was even more powerless and weak to face this thunder wheel tiger.

If the thunderbolt was not strong enough, even if it was swallowed, the improvement of his thunder seed would be quite limited.

He forgot that the golden thunder that had shaped his thunder seed before was a real monster.

The thunder wheel tiger in front of him was only a level one monster general, and even the monster power was not the top one among the monster generals, so Song Changming would naturally despise it.

He raised his hand and struck out with a palm, and the surging thunderbolt was instantly annihilated by his powerful palm power.

The thunder wheel tiger was also knocked to the ground by Song Changming's palm and could not move.

"You!" Leilunhu looked at Song Changming approaching with great despair. It had realized that Song Changming was far beyond its ability to deal with.

"Do you want to live?" Song Changming suddenly asked.

"You won't kill me?!" Lei Lunhu's ferocious face froze, and then he uttered human words.

"As long as you become a traitor and be used by me, I will not kill you." Song Changming did not mince words and directly gave the conditions for survival.

"Tiger rape?" Lei Lunhu was a little confused.

But when it figured out what tiger rape meant, a lot of resentment was added to its despair.

Its blood surged, and it yelled for Song Changming to kill him. There was no way it would betray its own kind.

Not all monsters put their survival instinct above all else. For example, the Thunder Wheel Tiger in front of me is not afraid of death. It also has its own bottom line and principles of being a monster. Although it looks like a monster, it is very human.

Seeing this, Song Changming didn't force himself. He raised his foot and directly crushed the Thunder Wheel Tiger's prepared thunder, and stepped heavily on the tiger's head.

boom!

The ground shook, and Lei Lunhu's head was buried deep in the rocky ground. His breath was weak due to serious injuries, but he did not die.

Song Changming originally thought that the quality was not enough, so he tried to make up for it with quantity, asking Lei Lunhu to find more of his own kind to 'charge' him.

But this Thunder Wheel Tiger would rather die than obey, so Song Changming gave up this idea.

Raising his hand, he summoned his own thunder species. A layer of faint golden thunder clouds surrounded the thunder species, looking like a mini star was summoned.

Song Changming picked up the Thunder Wheel Tiger, which had suffered a head injury and had fainted. His thunder seeds floated into the tiger's body and began to swallow the thunder-killing energy inside.

Yan Guo plucked his feathers. Although he looked down on the weight of this strange thunder, it was still better than having it all in vain.

However, for a moment, the thunder species could not squeeze out any more thunder-killing energy, so it returned to Song Changming's body and digested the second type of abnormal thunder on its own.

With the characteristics of a thunder eater, he can swallow strange thunder as easily as eating and drinking water. He doesn't even need to refine it too much. The thunder itself will digest it and blend with it.

Song Changming tried to raise a finger.

Zhila!

A blue-black thunder light twined around his fingertips, and it was the thunder of the Thunder Wheel Tiger!

It's that simple.

The unusual thunder that even the ancestors of the Zhao family envied was easily accessible to Song Changming, a lightning eater.

The lightning dissipated, and the stronger light yellow lightning reappeared.

Comparing the two, the intensity was indeed as Song Changming expected, with a huge gap.

His golden thunder can injure a martial arts master!

In comparison, this Thunderbolt can barely deal with the weaker demon generals.

Shaking his head and taking one last look at Lei Lunhu who was casually thrown away, Song Changming flew away.

He did not kill the Thunder Wheel Tiger, but chose to let it live.

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Although the other party did not agree to be his tiger rapist, he also had other ideas.

He left a weak thunderbolt in the opponent's body. As long as this mark does not disappear in the future, he can locate the whereabouts of this Thunder Wheel Tiger at any time.

Since the other party doesn't want to take the initiative to be the traitor, then it's better to be passive.

After Song Changming left, another half a day passed before Lei Lunhu slowly woke up and transformed into the body of a demon.

It was actually a woman wearing black armor.

The woman looked to be in her late teens or early twenties, with thicker eyebrows than ordinary people, a more heroic appearance, and long black hair.

"My thunder?!"

The woman screamed, not even caring about her injuries.

After a while, the woman collapsed on the ground again, with a look of frustration on her face.

"how so."

Inside her body, all the thunder she had spent so much effort cultivating was already empty.

No, there are still some remnants, but compared to her previous thunder, I am afraid there is not even one percent left.

This is different from the usual battle consumption. The disappearance of Thunderbolt this time is more like being pulled away from life, and it is difficult to recover!

For the Lei Lun Hu clan, killing thunder is the way to go.

Without Chu Lei, it was equivalent to losing everything in her cultivation. This was why she was still depressed even though she had saved her life.

Her cultivation and strength are gone!

"It's him!" The woman said bitterly, showing a pair of tiger teeth.

There is no doubt that it was the human race who suddenly broke in and injured her.

Although it is not clear how the other party managed to neutralize her thunder, the hatred between the two was finally settled today.

"Damn it! Just wait for me!" The woman stood up and limped away.

She remembered Song Changming, and she will definitely come back for revenge from now on!

Song Changming did not make a stop and flew all the way back to the realm of Cuibai Road.

At this time, several people suddenly blocked his way from high altitude.

"Who is it?" Song Changming glanced at the person coming over and said calmly.

Several people looked at each other, and one of them raised his hand and said, "My lord, Zhao Qing, may I ask if Marshal Song has ever seen my ancestor of the Zhao family?"

Song Changming raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Where have your ancestors of the Zhao family gone, and why do you ask me?"

Several people were speechless for a moment.

"You really haven't seen the commander-in-chief?" One of them couldn't hold back and asked one more question.

The next moment, his expression changed drastically, and he felt a tremendous pressure coming over him, making him tremble all over.

"Are you the Generalissimo of the Military Department? Or the King of the Royal Palace? Do I need to report to you?" Song Changming's expression was neither angry nor intimidating, and his words were neither light nor serious, but they made several people's hearts beat wildly and became more and more suffocated.

It is true that they are members of the Zhao clan, but Song Changming is now the commander-in-chief of the military department, and is no longer a commoner or general like he used to be.

Song Changming does not have a family background, but now he is his own backer!

"General, I..." The man wanted to explain a few more words, but Song Changming was too lazy to talk nonsense with these people and slapped them directly.

He slapped them back to the ground and flew away.

These Zhao family members may really not know the purpose of the Zhao family ancestor's trip, but someone in the Zhao family must know about this matter.

Even the person who planned this matter was someone else.

Now that the Zhao family ancestor has been killed by him, he doesn't need to look good to the Zhao family.

His flying speed is very fast, and he soon returned to the main city of Cuibai.

However, before he stepped into the city, many Zhao family members swarmed in.

Among them was the head of the family, Zhao Boqi, and even the Zhao family elders, who all went out. This big battle also alarmed many people inside and outside the city.

They didn't know why all the big guys of the Zhao family suddenly gathered at the city gate.

Song Changming was not surprised by this.

If you don't see your ancestor return for a few days, anyone will panic.

He guessed that the Zhao family had been frantically looking for their ancestor and his whereabouts in the past few days.

But it was obviously impossible to get any results.

"Why, you still want to attack me when you are at the city?" Song Changming showed a playful smile.

He wanted to see if the Zhao family really dared to arrest him again in public.

In fact, in his opinion, such a sudden siege on him was already a deranged or panicked act.

But it was not Zhao Boqi's fault. The ancestor of the Zhao family was too important to the family.

Once the ancestor really had an accident, it would be a disaster for the Zhao family!

"Song Changming, where is my ancestor!" Zhao Boqi asked in a deep voice with sharp eyes.

His voice was condensed and floated into Song Changming's ears alone, deliberately not wanting passers-by in and out of the city to hear it.

He was still reluctant to believe that Song Changming could kill his ancestor.

If the ancestor was really killed, he was more inclined to believe that either Song Changming had found a powerful helper, or something unexpected had happened.

"Your ancestor is in your house, could he be hiding in my house?" Song Changming couldn't help but retort.

Zhao Boqi's face became even gloomier, "Let's not beat around the bush, what exactly happened?"

"He died, but I killed him and beheaded him with one sword. Are you satisfied with this ending?" At this moment, Song Changming finally stopped hiding and told the truth.

"Are you telling the truth?!" Zhao Butong, the old man of the Zhao family, couldn't help but step forward, his tone of questioning was even stronger, and he was obviously impatient.

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! With you!" Zhao Lie, the old man of the Zhao family, with a full head of white hair, pointed at Song Changming and chose not to believe it.

In his cognition, no matter how powerful Song Changming was, how could a martial arts master lose to a martial artist in the innate realm!

Just think about it and you will know that this is unreasonable.