I saw that the huge thunder slurry condensed by refined purple electricity was suspended in the sky, so it didn't sound like a big deal, right? But what if this majestic Taiyi Mountain, in front of the thunder slurry, was as small as a baby, and the thunder slurry was just a giant dragon in the sky, holding a plaything in the dragon's claws?

The body of the dragon is entrenched in the outer sky, and no one can see the whole picture, only the dragon's claws cover the sky, and he holds a thunder slurry body that is much smaller than the dragon's claws. What this means, it goes without saying!

This is called Thunder Dragon, this is Tianwei!

At this time, Zhang Daoxuan's knees suddenly hit the ground, he knelt down, he couldn't imagine how to block the attack above his head, even if all the disciples of the Heavenly Master Dao urged the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Array, at most they could block the thunder slurry, but what about the back? That dragon claw slapped down, what kind of block? Even if he fought for more than half of the casualties and blocked the dragon claw, if that giant dragon sneaked down, what would he do? Just hit the stone with an egg, it would be ironclad to be destroyed!

Zhang Daoxuan was already convinced that Su Yetian was an existence that he could not defeat, and if he resisted again, Taiyi Mountain and Heavenly Master Dao would be destroyed.

So, he knelt!

"Patriarch Ye Tian, please accept the supernatural powers!" Zhang Daoxuan, who was the Heavenly Master Dao Taishang Sect Master, actually shouted to Su Yetian, who was not yet a weak crown.

"Master!"

"Sect Master Taishang!"

"Dao Xuan!"

Everyone was dumbfounded.

"What, you're not fighting?" Su Yetian said.

"If you don't fight, you can't beat it!" Zhang Daoxuan said in shock.

"Didn't you say that the power of this seat's Ling Xiao Purple Lightning is inferior to you, and it doesn't pose a threat to you at all?"

"That's the disciple who has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai! To put it mildly, it's blind dog's eyes! Patriarch Ye Tian is the real master of thunder, and it's me Zhang Daoxuan's class who got the axe!"

"Didn't you eat your seat, and why did you crawl on the ground?"

"Before, I didn't know what I could do, I didn't know that there were people outside the world, and there was a sky outside the sky! At this moment, I am prostrate on the ground, which is the performance of hindsight and shame!!"

"I killed countless disciples of your Heavenly Master Dao, your beloved disciple Ten Thousand Thunder Dao Venerable, Flame Spirit Dao Venerable, all planted in my hands, you, admit it?"

"Admit it! It's better to say that they can be buried in the hands of Patriarch Ye Tian, and it is enough to be proud!"

"I let you be in the Heavenly Master's Dao, in front of the same Dao, the disciple, lose face, grovel, you, admit it?"

"Admit it! It's better to say that it should be so!"

"It's just you who is groveling, and it doesn't seem to be enough. Su Yetian played with his fingernails, and his eyes wandered.

"What are you still standing stupidly for, if you don't want to die, why don't you give a big gift to Patriarch Ye Tian soon!!" Zhang Daoxuan's shout full of anger echoed above Taiyi Mountain.

Plop, plop, plop! When people boarded, they knelt down in a large area.

"Soldiers can be killed, but they can't be humiliated!!"

But there are also those who are unwilling to abandon the pride and self-esteem of the ascetics, who do not want to kneel, and who still scream to the heavens.

Crackle! Crackle!

Purple lightning fell from the sky, turning them to ashes, and no one dared to complain anymore, scrambling to kneel.

"I let the Heavenly Master say, and he is kneeling together, waiting, do you want to obey?"

"Serve!!!" the crowd shouted.

"Wherever I go in Su Yetian, the Heavenly Master is retreating together, wait, do you want to obey?"

"Serve!!!" the crowd shouted.

"Good. The corners of Su Yetian's mouth twitched, and the sky thundered restlessly.

"You, what are you going to do, we have begged for mercy, why do you still ......"

"Shut up, everything has to be paid!" Su Yetian pressed down his palm indifferently.

Thundered!

A huge thunder pillar fell from the sky and bombarded half of Taiyi Mountain to the ground, but this thunder pillar deliberately avoided the living and only destroyed the mountain, without hurting people's lives, and it was already merciful.

In fact, Su Yetian originally interrupted the Heavenly Master Dao and Zheng, and the two major sects were uprooted, but he was only a Qi Refining Stage cultivator at the moment, even though the Thunder Origin had turned into a lost dragon species, but Ling Xiao Purple Lightning itself could only carry a trace of the dragon soul, which was not yet stable, and it was impossible to use too anti-heaven attacks.

The huge dragon claw in the sky, and the dragon claw holding my thunder slurry body, is already the limit, as for the dragon body entrenched in the outer sky, it does not exist at all, it is the illusion created by Su Yetian with the power of the true dragon, to put it bluntly, it is a bluff.

If the Heavenly Master Dao recklessly casts the Heavenly Thunder and Earth Fire Array, the dragon claw and the thunder slurry body will not be completely destroyed, and if the rest of the people are defeated and resisted under the leadership of Dao Venerable, Heavenly Master, and Taishang Grandmaster, even if Su Yetian can win, he will definitely pay a considerable price.

After all, it is a Second Great Dao Sect with thousands of years of heritage, and it is difficult to uproot it with Su Yetian's current strength alone.

What's more, Han Yarou is still in their hands, and letting them cast a rat trap is the best policy.

This shock, Heavenly Master Dao and Zheng are together, and no one should have the heart to resist anymore.

Well, something has to be done.

Su Yetian received his magical powers, and Taiyi Mountain was shrouded in an atmosphere of the rest of his life.

He descended from the sky, Zi! A thunder sword was born in his hand, and the sword approached Qingshui Daozun, Heavenly Master Dao and Zheng, but no one dared to step forward to stop him, and Zheng Yi, the Taishang Sect Master, Ge Tianji's eyes flickered, his steps hesitated, and finally sighed, turned his head, and acted as if he didn't see it.

Qing Shui Daozun sat cross-legged in place, looking at Su Yetian calmly, his expression was not surprised.

"Do you know why this seat can't let you go?" asked Su Yetian coldly.

"You know, the dragon has reverse scales, and if you touch it, you will be angry, I will take your woman away, that is, I will touch your reverse scales, if I don't die, your anger will not subside, and there will be no explanation for this matter, so, very good, let this matter come to an end!" said Shimizu Daozun calmly, slowly closing his eyes.

"To tell you the truth, you are a woman, but you are more responsible than your senior brother and master, and you are more like a cultivator. Let's get on the road, Qingshui Dao Venerable!" Su Yetian raised his thunder sword high and slashed at the Qing Shui Dao Venerable Heavenly Spirit Gai!

Everyone closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it.

"Ye Tian, don't hurt her!" However, an urgent cry suddenly sounded, and the thunder sword in Su Yetian's hand stopped one foot above Qing Shui Daozun's head, and Lei Mang cut off her hair, hurting her scalp, and blood slid down her forehead and cheeks.

Shimizu Daozun opened his eyes and looked back in surprise.

I saw that Han Yarou walked over with a plain skirt, bare feet, and stepping on earth and stones, her eyes were shining, and Qing Shui knew that it was this little woman who she had taken captive with her own hands who had just interceded for herself.

"Why?" Even Qing Shui Daozun, who put life and death aside, was moved at the moment.

"Yarou, why is that? Su Yetian also asked puzzled.

"Because, she's a good person. Han Yarou smiled lightly.