The purple talisman of divine light lit up with a mysterious and complex pattern, and the pattern emitted a purple pillar of light that connected to the sky, breaking through the heavy ghost fog and the dim sky of Beibi Mountain, and reaching into the sky. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The rolling thunder in the sky seemed to have some kind of resonance with the purple pillar of light, louder and continuous, as if a thunderstorm was coming, and as if some unknown terrifying being was furious.

The clouds converged, the thunder became more urgent, and layers of coercion poured down.

The red stiff figure froze in mid-air, looking overhead, a look of fear in his eyes.

Soon, just as the silver bottle was broken, a silver-purple thunderbolt suddenly fell, coming straight towards the red stiff.

"Purple Night Divine Thunder!" Zhang Yan shouted in surprise, his face full of disbelief.

Red Stiff was even more cracked, and a scream came out of his mouth, and his body fell rapidly, as if he wanted to burrow into the dirt and hide back in his own grave.

The Zixiao Divine Thunder, which contained infinite might, seemed to have eyes, and chased after the red stiff tightly.

No matter how fast the red zombie was, it couldn't compare to the power of the thunderbolt, and it was caught up by the thunderbolt in an instant.

The silver-purple thunder light landed on the palm thunder that Wang Anyuan had just emitted, and it drilled into the door of the red stiff head, and came to a Daigo empowerment.

The red zombie didn't even let out a scream, and his internal organs were beaten to ashes, leaving only a shell, which fell to the ground with a "pop".

The thunder light continued to grow, beating the red and stiff corpse into powder, and then hit the ground with a "boom", breaking a big hole seven or eight meters deep, and then it disappeared.

Wang Anyuan and Zhang Yan were stunned by the scene in front of them, and the red stiffness that had just been immortal turned into a pile of ash in a blink of an eye, this change was too fast.

What is the origin of this Purple Night Divine Thunder summoned by Zhang Yan, and why is it so powerful.

Zhang Yan was also taken aback, stunned for a moment and then shouted: "Cousin, the thunder in your palm is really awesome!" ...”

Wang Anyuan was stunned for a moment: "What's the matter with me, you led this thunder down." ”

Zhang Yan ran up to him, and said excitedly: "It's true that I led it down, but the thunder was sent by you, and this Zixiao Divine Thunder came down completely from your face."

"Lei Yin?" Wang Anyuan's expression was confused.

"Yes, my Heavenly Master's Thunder Channeling Technique is the secret of our Dragon and Tiger Mountain, and its power is huge. But there is a downside, it takes too long to administer.."

That's right, Zhang Yan had been reciting the incantation for a long time just now, and the kung fu in it was enough to press him to the ground a hundred and one times.

“.. Moreover, every time the Heavenly Master Thunder Technique is cast, there must be a thunder light as a thunder guide, and the stronger the Thunder Technique you cultivate, the higher the level of the divine thunder that is summoned. In the past, the highest one I summoned with the Five Thunder Righteous Method was the Chixiao Divine Thunder, but I had never seen the Zixiao Divine Thunder..."

As he spoke, Zhang Yan glanced at the big hole on the ground with a little envy, and said, "This red zombie can die under the Zixiao Divine Thunder, and it's worth it..."

Only then did Wang Anyuan understand what Lei Yin meant. He secretly guessed that the palm thunder spell he cultivated might have been passed on by Li Qingfeng, which was Taiqing orthodoxy, and what Zhang Yan had just shouted was the name of Taishang Laojun, and there might be some indescribable mysterious connection between the two, which summoned legendary things such as Zixiao Divine Thunder.

"By the way, Red Zombie is dead, I'll go see if anything has exploded." Zhang Yan suddenly remembered that a big hole that was still emitting green smoke jumped down, and after a while, he flew up again with a black and gray face.

"Fortunately, it's okay, the divine thunder didn't completely destroy the red zombie, and there is still a corpse pill left." Zhang Yan's face was covered with black ash, but his eyes were shining, he stretched out his left hand, and saw a small black ball the size of a ping-pong ball lying in his palm.

This corpse pill is like a living thing, still stretching and shrinking.

"Come, cousin, take it." Zhang Yan easily stuffed the corpse pill into Wang Anyuan's hand.

"No, you've been entangled with this red zombie for so long, and in the end you used the secret treasure, so you should keep it." Wang Anyuan shook his head and refused, he knew that the "Heavenly Master Thunder Channeling Technique" that Zhang Yan used in the end was borrowed from a lilac talisman.

The "Heavenly Master's Thunder Channeling Technique" is so powerful, it is naturally impossible not to pay some price, maybe that lilac talisman has a limit on the number of times it can be used.

Zhang Yan smiled, shook his head and said, "Cousin, what are you polite to me." Actually, it's useless for me to take this thing, I can't eat it and I can't use it, and I will definitely be taken away if I see it by my uncles and masters, so I might as well give it to you. ”

Wang Anyuan thought for a while, and then said: "Then let's do it, I will change the success medal points after I go back, and we will change it for half of each person, and if you want anything at that time, I will exchange it for you from Kyushu." ”

When Zhang Yan heard this, he exclaimed, "Cousin, have you joined Kyushu?" ”

"Hmm." Wang Anyuan nodded.

"Why don't you wait for me?" Zhang Yan suddenly became anxious, "I still want to pull you into the Heavenly Master Dao." ”

Wang Anyuan smiled: "The Heavenly Master Dao was opened by your family, how can I be embarrassed to enter as an outsider." ”

"You're my cousin, not an outsider." Zhang Yan is serious and authentic.

Wang Anyuan smiled, did not entangle with him more on this topic, but changed the topic and asked, "When did you go down the mountain?" How did you get into the north? ”

"Descended the mountain three days ago. After the last time I went back to the mountain, my father locked it up, practicing all kinds of spells every day, and I was supposed to wait until I had practiced it before letting me out, and the big toad thing last time scared them. ”

"Cousin, you don't know how I got over those days, it's really not a human life. It's easy to encounter a golden pill bottleneck, and I can't break through it by practicing blindly every day, and my father finally agreed to let me come down to find an opportunity." Zhang Yan said that his eyebrows were dancing here, and it was not a headache for cultivators in the world to encounter a bottleneck in their cultivation, and it was really the first one like him to pick up a treasure.

"It just so happened that the third uncle was invited by Kyushu to subdue the corpse demon, so I came over to play.." Zhang Yan said that his voice suddenly lowered, and his tone became a little unnatural, as if he had not finished speaking.

Wang Anyuan's heart moved, and he asked coldly: "Are there other reasons from time to time?" ”

"Huh?! No no. Zhang Yan's expression suddenly changed, and he waved his hand again and again.

Wang Anyuan glanced at him lightly, his face turned red, and he squirmed and said a little shyly: "Also, there is... I heard that Senior Sister Ling from the Sanqing Sword Sect is also here..."

"I'm afraid that's the real purpose." Wang Anyuan looked at Zhang Yan with a smile, and Zhang Yan was suddenly embarrassed.

"When you go down the mountain, you don't come to me, but you chase the girl first. You're such a heavy cousin.." Wang Anyuan pretended to be angry and snorted.

"Nope." Zhang Yan was anxious, and hurriedly explained: "I just thought that I hadn't seen Senior Sister Ling for many years, so I would come and see her first, and then go to my cousin."

The two were chatting, when a series of footsteps came from a distance.