Chapter 874 Self-Casting Net Yan Family Thunder God Sacrifice. In the Hongmeng realm, no one knows that no one knows, for seven days, on top of this Shenlei Mountain, this seems to be not just a simple worship, but also an opportunity for the Yan family, a transcendent thing, to show its strength to the world.

You must know that even if you are a saint, if you break into the peak of the Divine Thunder Mountain, you will be hacked to death, but the Yan family regards this place as a place of worship!

This in itself has formed an invisible shock to all the forces in the world!

If you want to provoke the authority of my Yan family, you will first be struck by thunder for seven days under this Divine Thunder Mountain, otherwise, you will not be qualified at all!

It is precisely because of the existence of this thunder god sacrifice that the authority of the Yan family has never been provoked by any powerful force for endless years! This has also led to the fact that some other extraordinary powerful forces have also learned this kind of worship of the Yan family, and they are all deliberately looking for opportunities to show their strength to the world.

Soon, more than ten days passed in a blink of an eye

On this day, a faint blue light appeared in the sky, and almost all the people in Floating Thunder City came out, all eyes were focused on the thunder and lightning peaks, as if waiting for something.

Slowly, the blue light of the sky, showing a touch of fish belly white, and at this time, suddenly, the wind and clouds between the sky and the earth, a large number of dark clouds on the sky dome gathered rapidly, a piece of black pressure, if the sky dome fell, bullying the earth, heavy, an invisible oppressive force, people have a kind of suffocating illusion, can't help it, breathing is a little short, the mood is floating, and it is impossible to be calm.

"Boom!"

The thunder continued, rumbling, and swaying in the dark clouds, which made the already heavy atmosphere more powerful, and some people who were slightly weaker in cultivation could only retreat again and again, not daring to get too close.

"It's coming!"

Looking at the increasingly fierce dance of the electric snake, some of the old people in Floating Thunder City had a surge of excitement on their faces, and they whispered in their mouths.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the heavy dark clouds to be split in half by a thunderbolt, revealing a bright heaven and earth, which was like opening the heavens and the earth, shocking people's hearts, and everyone's hearts were also raised.

"Whew!"

In the middle of that bright world, a silver-white lightning bolt streaked, and suddenly, the space was directly cut open as if it was made of paper, and a pitch-black crack appeared in that piece of light.

"Whew!"

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, everyone saw countless figures swept out of the dark cracks, and they all landed on the Shenlei Mountain, which fell all over the mountain in an orderly manner, allowing the thunder and lightning to eat, and the body was immovable, just like a stone statue, not knowing how to shake.

They were uniformly dressed, and on their left chests, they were tattooed with a silver-white lightning mark.

This silver-white lightning bolt is the identity symbol of the Yan family, and no one or powerful force in this world dares to steal it.

"Huh!"

As a lightning-like figure swept out of the last of the sky, the dark crack in the sky began to slowly close.

It was a figure shrouded in thunder, with a thick arc of electricity like fingers, and the whole person was filled with a violent aura, like a thunder god, shocking.

He was at the pinnacle of the Divine Thunder Mountain, and on the heavenly dome, thick arcs of electricity like buckets slashed down, striking him, the thunder and lightning that could kill the saint did not cause him any damage, but seemed to have devoured him, without revealing the slightest bit of it, powerful to the point of terrifying, just like a god.

Indeed, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is the god of thunder and lightning!

He glanced lightly in the distance, no one dared to look directly at him, all of them lowered their heads, and their eyes were full of horror.

"It's too strong!"

Feng Hao, who was in the Floating Thunder City, only glanced at it slightly, as if he had been struck by lightning, his body trembled, his face was a little pale, and he almost fell from the sky.

This is definitely the strongest person he has ever seen, even the Feng Family Ancestor with the imperial soldier does not have such power, he even has a feeling that this person, even with his bare hands, can easily win the Feng Family Ancestor with the imperial soldier!

Of course, this is not to say that the imperial soldier is not strong enough, but it depends on the cultivation of the person who prompted it, the higher the cultivation, the greater the ultimate imperial power that can be stimulated, naturally!

Imperial soldiers, only in the hands of the ultimate emperor, can they really exert ten percent of their power!

Of course, that thunder god-like figure naturally didn't pay attention to this kind of little person who was condensed, he fell to the peak of the god thunder mountain, and his eyes swept over the disciples at his feet, as if he was looking for something.

"Where's Qing'er?"

He asked in a low voice to an old man beside him.

"I heard that I went out with Miss Xueyan of Xiangtian Palace ten days ago, and it seems that I haven't come back yet."

The old man replied truthfully.

The two women are good friends, and they both know this very well, the two often move around each other, and the strength of the two parties is not hindered.

The strength of the Yan family is needless to say, but Xiangtian Palace is mysterious and powerful, and if it can befriend with this kind of power, the Yan family has no reason to refuse, and naturally it will not hinder the communication between the two women.

"Confused, knowing that the Dao of the Thunder God is being sacrificed, don't you know that the Dao of the Dao is rushing back?"

The thunder-like man cursed in a low voice, and his majesty was revealed, "Go, get her back!"

"Yes!"

The old man answered, casually cut the space, and walked away.

This scene, Feng Hao, who had fallen to the ground, did not see it

"The worship begins!"

The vast and deep voice swept the heavens and the earth, and as these words fell, the children of the Yan family in the Shenlei Mountain all sat down, letting the thunder and lightning hit them, and were admired by tens of thousands of people.

"Let's go, there's only seven days!"

Hearing this, Yan Qing urged Feng Hao.

"Good!"

Feng Hao didn't hesitate, pulled out the little black dragon, took Yan Qing with him, and the two disappeared into the courtyard silently.

"The fates of the two of them have been closely linked"

Looking at the two people who broke through the air, Xue Yan's eyes were far away, and she muttered in her mouth.

"Hey, hey!"

Not far away, there was a somewhat gloating and playful laughter, Huang Tianyun sat in the small pavilion, holding a pot of wine, taking a sip, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Now, the Yan family's baby pimple is self-defeating, and it can't run away anymore!"

His inexplicable words made Xue Yan glance at him, looking at his crazy appearance, Xue Yan did not ask, but walked towards the attic with lotus steps.