The Thundering Sect Master really has the urge to swoop down and take the initiative to crash to death on the ground.

Seeing that the treasure that originally belonged to him was so easily collected by Yan Zhaoge, the Thundering Sect Master almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The stone stele, named Yunlei Stele, is the treasure of the Thundering Sect.

This Yunlei Tablet has always been the same as the dragon bone chain and the blood cloud gourd, and is known as the three great treasures of the floating world.

Not long ago, the Thundering Sect Master suddenly discovered that there was even a more powerful power hidden in the Thunder Tablet, the supreme treasure that had been passed down from generation to generation.

The time was too short, and the Thunder Sect Sect Master had not yet thoroughly figured out the treasures hidden in the Thunder Tablet.

Now that he was forced to a dead end by Yan Zhaoge, he made up his mind to take a risky blow.

But he never thought that his own treasures would take the initiative to surrender to the enemy in the blink of an eye.

Refine the treasure carefully and slowly, lest one carelessly become uncontrollable and berserk.

Now it was collected by Yan Zhaoge in an instant, and it was as comfortable as drinking water and eating.

How could this not make the Thundering Sect Master want to vomit blood in a depressed mood?

In contrast, Yan Zhaoge was in a good mood.

"I only had a faint feeling before, and I didn't dare to be completely sure if the stone tablet was not broken. ”

"I didn't expect that there was a fragment of the Thunder Emperor's Eye here, and it took the initiative to send it to the door, which is really an unexpected big harvest. ”

The thunder light in Yan Zhaoge's right eye kept flashing.

A new fragment of the Thunder Emperor's Eye was obtained, and combined with the fragment he had previously mastered, he needed to refine it again.

However, with the previous fragments as the foundation, plus Yan Zhaoge's current cultivation realm, it is already a very easy thing, and it doesn't take too much effort.

Yan Zhaoge was really pleasantly surprised at the moment: "With this thing, this time I came to the Floating World, and I didn't go back empty-handed." ”

The people of the three sects of the Blood Cloud Sect, the Thundering Sect, and the Flame Sect were feeling endless fear at this moment.

If there are other emotions before, such as anger, unwillingness, greed, resentment, and disobedience......

So now, Lu Ming and the others have only one emotion in their hearts.

Fear.

Fear that is almost paralyzing to the body and mind.

Seeing that the last killer weapon of the Thunder Ming Sect was easily cracked by Yan Zhao Ge, Lu Ming, the sect leader of the Blood Cloud Sect, and the others, who still had the strength to move the bullet, immediately turned around and fled immediately.

...... Even the people who were seriously injured and unable to move before didn't know where to get their strength at the moment, and struggled to escape.

Just like the Blood Cloud Gourd of the other three sects that were afraid of the Blood Cloud Sect, most of the martial artists of the Floating World also knew the power of the Yun Lei Tablet.

If there is an opportunity to capture or destroy the Yunlei Monument, whether it is the Blood Cloud Sect or the Qinglong Mountain Sect, they will not hesitate to do it.

And after the Sect Master of the Thundering Sect smashed the Yun Lei Tablet, the power of the purple orb in it was completely stimulated, and everyone present could feel the terrifying momentum in it, especially the Yun Lei Tablet.

But this treasure was easily collected by Yan Zhaoge while talking and laughing, and it was even easier than suppressing the Flame Demon Slayer Great Array and breaking the Blood Cloud Gourd with a sword.

How can this not make Lu Ming and the others frightened and numb with fear?

Because they have never been more aware of one thing than they are now.

In the past, in Furan Kingdom, they didn't see through the strength of Yan Zhao Ge and his party, and mistook the real dragon for a grass snake.

And now, they still can't seem to see through Yan Zhao Ge's true strength.

This young man, who had only appeared in the Floating World not long ago, swept through the three sects of Blood Cloud, Thunder, and Flame by himself, beating them to the ground, but he still didn't seem to be doing his best.

The gap in strength between the two sides was too huge, and the deep sense of despair and powerlessness even made the martial artists of the Thunder Sect and the Flame Sect unable to hate Yan Zhao Ge.

Anger and hatred need to be vented.

The martial artists of the Thunder Sect and the Flame Sect only felt that they had never hated the Blood Cloud Sect so much as they did at this moment.

If it weren't for the Blood Cloud Sect misestimating the strength of Yan Zhaoge and his party, how could they have crashed headlong into the copper wall and were about to crash themselves to death here?

For a moment, the martial artists of the Thundering Sect and the Flame Sect simply wanted to contact the Qinglong Mountain Sect, and everyone would have a battle of the Southern Expedition together to besiege and beat the Blood Cloud Sect.

But now, the most important thing for them is to escape the current catastrophe!

Lu Ming fled quickly with the martial artists of the Blood Cloud Sect, and the sect master of the Thundering Sect did not dare to continue to indulge in the chagrin and depression of losing the treasure, so he hurriedly fled into the distance with the fellow martial artists.

The people of the Flame Sect were miserable, they were firmly suppressed under the pillars of the Divine Palace, and they couldn't escape even if they wanted to.

Behind Lu Ming and the others, it was as if the dragon was flying thousands of miles, and the terrifying sword light struck again, sweeping in all directions, killing them like a river of blood.

Seeing Lu Ming and the others fleeing, Yan Zhaoge was not in a hurry, and turned his gaze to the bottom of the pillars of the Divine Palace.

There, the Flame Sect Sect Master let out a series of strange roars, his eyes flickering with fiery red light, and the light patterns on his body became more and more dazzling.

The Fire Slayer Array had been suppressed, but above his head, the huge light and shadow of the Fire Crow was gradually emerging.

Yan Zhaoge looked at this scene with interest and commented: "Well, it's much stronger than Ling Gang, who cultivated the six-legged lightning flying leopard. ”

"But it's useless. ”

After that, the sword light of the Yan Zhao singer Zhongqingyuan sword flashed, and the sect master of the Flame Sect under the suppression of the pillars of the Divine Palace suddenly looked different.

The martial artists of the Flame Sect all watched in a daze as their sect master was beheaded by Yan Zhao Ge with a sword, and they couldn't react for a while.

The martial artists of the Qinglong Mountain Sect in the distance, led by the sect leader Luo Jinghao, saw this scene, their bodies shook involuntarily, and a chill passed from the soles of their feet to the back, and rushed straight to the top of their heads.

Yan Zhaoge's expression was a little careless, and after killing the Flame Sect Master, his eyes turned to the people of the Qinglong Mountain Sect, and said casually: "The remaining Flame Sect martial artists, leave it to you to deal with, it should be no problem, right?"

Luo Jinghao and the others subconsciously straightened their spines and replied awe-inspiringly: "No problem!"

Yan Zhao Ge nodded indispensably, and then directly collected the pillars of the Divine Palace, and disappeared in place in a flash, chasing after the fleeing Blood Cloud Sect and Thunder Sect martial artists like lightning.

That speed made everyone in the Qinglong Mountain Sect have no doubt that they would definitely be able to catch up with Lu Ming and them who had escaped.

Yan Zhao Geren was gone, and the tense minds of the people of the Qinglong Mountain Sect gradually relaxed.

A cadre of people looked at each other as if in a dream.

Thinking that he and the others were thinking about how to squeeze the mountain essence blood from Yan Zhao Singer, and thinking that they thought that Yan Zhao Ge was going to use the power of the Qinglong Mountain Sect to deter the Blood Cloud Sect and prevent the other party from pursuing, Luo Jinghao and the others were all drenched in cold sweat, and they couldn't wait to dig a pit and bury themselves.

At this moment, everyone was sincerely glad that they had not expressed such thoughts to Yan Zhaoge in person, and there was still a chance to save everything.

Thinking of this, everyone turned around together and looked at Su Yun, who was unhurried and late.

The head of the Snow Crane Sect didn't seem to be worried about whether his young master could cope with the situation just now.

Looking at Su Yun at this time, Luo Jinghao and the others only felt a fever on their faces, and a hot pain.

But at this moment, they still have to be cheeky and embarrassed to face Su Yun and save their previous mistakes in the mountain gate.

But embarrassment is embarrassment, all the people of the Qinglong Mountain Sect are unprecedentedly fortunate at this moment, the family affair that their sect master made for his son back then.

Those who once objected to that family affair now only want to look up to the sky and shout: "The sect master is wise!"

Su Yun looked calm in the face of the people of the Qinglong Mountain Sect who were in front of him, and said lightly: "This is the way my young master rests, my young master said that compared to the things in front of him, rushing and socializing are more tiring. (To be continued.) )