In order to protect the prince Lei Jue behind him, he couldn't dodge, and could only bear most of the power on his behalf. Suddenly, a silvery-white holy light appeared from his body.

This is the last divine power in the body.

With the blessing of divine power, the strength of the physical body has reached the extreme, and the dazzling white light seems to be contained in the skin.

Lei Jue's consciousness was completely dominated by the power of fear, but instinctively following his father's example, he automatically triggered the divine power in times of crisis, forming a shield wrapped around himself, spreading the wings behind him to cover him, curling up into a snow-white eggshell.

As the white feathers stretched, flakes of brilliance scattered in the air, and the Thunder Emperor shouted:

"I'm the only emperor! I won't die here if I have divine power to protect my body!"

He was very confident in the power bestowed by the Protoss, and he never imagined that the rule of the Thunder Family would come to an end.

This is the conceit that every emperor cannot avoid, and they cannot imagine another dynasty other than themselves.

He will live forever, and he will eventually be in the Divine Throne. No one can shake him or replace him, as it was five thousand years ago, and it will be the same five thousand years from now!

The courage that the divine power brought to him made him stretch out his two palms and use his strength to force it into the sky, using himself as a sword to compete with the sword of shadows.

The sword of shadow fell, and the sword qi first shattered his two raised arms, the flesh and blood were like blooming red lotuses, and the bones broke inch by inch, and then, pierced through his skull.

His horror and remorse were still fixed on his face, his eyes were wide open, a large hole had been broken in the center of his eyebrows, and red and white blood splattered on a rock behind him.

Even at the last moment, he opened the white wings behind him to block, but he still couldn't block it, and his body fell straight and straight backwards.

The Thunder Clansmen standing on the top of the hill, having lost their shelter, all screamed in despair.

With a "boom", the hill was flattened by the exploding sword qi, the rubble flew, and the earth was torn open with a long opening, spreading deep into the center of the earth.

The Spirit Song of the Queen of Light Elves, the pair of rippling eyes that were originally not rippling, also revealed horror at this moment. She immediately protected the retreat of her people.

After the smoke and dust, in the pile of rubble, sitting and lying down, only two Thunder Clansmen with broken wings remained. Lei Jue's messy gray feathers were stained with blood and stuck to the dirt.

Lei Jue got up from the ground and saw that the people and elders of the Thunder Family beside him had all been killed. These were once the top combat forces in the Thunder Family.

Ignoring his injuries, he first dug up Lei Yuan's body from the pile of rubble and helped him up.

"Father, how are you?"

The Thunder Emperor's body was cold, and when he reached out, he was already out of breath. Before the death of a generation of emperors, they didn't even have time to say their last words.

"Father!

Lei Jue burst into tears and hurriedly shouted.

He was also battered and weakened, draining most of the divine power in his body. The Shadow Sword didn't come at him, and he barely escaped.

Lingge stood in the distance, and the jade staff waved at the Thunder Emperor, and a beam of golden light shrouded the dead Thunder Emperor, in a vain attempt to have a glimmer of hope to bring him back to life.

However, the Thunder Emperor was in the gluttonous gathering array laid by Ling Xi, and his injuries not only did not improve, but took a sharp turn for the worse.

The spirit song strengthened the power of the healing spell, and a little fluorescent light surrounded the Thunder Emperor's body, and streams of warm water poured into his blood, but he was only powerless to return to the sky.

The Thunder Emperor is dead, his mana has dissipated, and everything he has accumulated in his life is being absorbed by the magic array under him.

Seeing his father in his hands, he gradually turned into a dry bone, and Lei Jue's sadness turned into outright hatred.

There were no tears in his eyes, but his eyes were scarlet, and he glared at the demonic Yifeng above the chaotic sky, and said heartbreakingly:

"Yi Feng...... You...... Why are you fighting against me everywhere and taking away everything that belongs to me? Is your existence just to hinder me?"

Yifeng smiled coldly, full of mockery.

"Oh, then you're taking yourself too seriously. ”

Lei Jue stood up. Although his face is covered with dust, his momentum has not diminished.

"On the mainland, I am the most noble, I am the prince! And you are just a scum of the Chiyan family, I must make you regret it!"

"It's a pity that your heart is higher than the sky, and your life is thinner than paper. Why, are you going to ask your gods?"

Yi Feng casually reminded him that luring the gods to the original battlefield was also part of Yi Feng's plan.

At this time, the soothsayer of the Star Clan, who had escaped by luck in the distance, immediately knelt down.

The white-bearded patriarch Phantom Nebula trembled and said:

"Lord Yifeng, I, the Xingchen Clan, am willing to follow you and be loyal to the saddle and horse...... I just ask you to let our Xingchen family have a way to live. ”

The other families that were originally attached to Thunder also knelt down one after another, begging Yifeng to let him go.

"Patriarch Xingchen! Before the victory or defeat is scored, are you going to take refuge in the demon clan? Do you think that my Thunder Clan's qi is exhausted? When my Lei Jue consolidates the foundation, I will be the first to kill your entire clan!" Lei Jue struck the ground with a bolt of lightning, and the unwillingness in his heart was obvious.

The Xingchen patriarch shrank his head, not daring to make a sound, and was in a dilemma like a drum in his heart, but he still didn't change his words.

The current situation is obvious, the Thunder Emperor is dead, and the Thunder family is gone.

The soldiers on the battlefield saw this scene, and their hearts were even more desperate.

Even the Thunder Emperor, who has divine power, was killed by the other party with one blow, and in the face of such a powerful enemy, whether it is the human world or the Thunder family, there is no chance of winning.

Long Po looked up to the sky and lamented:

"Could it be...... Is this the catastrophe that the human world will eventually face? Could it be that only the legendary gods can stop all this?"

Yifeng stretched out his hands to the sky:

"With this magic array, I will become an existence beyond the gods! Even the gods can't help me. If you want to surrender to me, it's too late to choose!"

"Yifeng!

A roar interrupted Yi Feng's words.

Yi Feng looked down with anger on his face, facing Yi Xin's angry eyes.

Even if he witnessed Yi Feng's strength and saw him kill the Thunder Emperor with one blow, it couldn't dispel Yi Xin's anger and fighting spirit.

"This is your true face, it's finally exposed!" Yi Xin said, "It seems that your previous appearance was all disguised!

In his heart, the image of this big brother has been completely shattered. He hated himself for being stupid and believed in him again and again.

Yi Feng held up his cold face, and in his eyes as deep as cold stars, there was a gloomy sadness.

The scene ten years ago was not only unforgettable, but also how could he have forgotten it......

On that day, Yi Feng encountered a trap set by the Thunder Emperor in the selection exam of the Royal Academy of Magic. The high-level combat power of the Pantheon was all dispatched, and the mentor Yun Lan sacrificed his life to resist the pursuit of the poisonous demon master Wu Xuanyuan behind him, in exchange for Yifeng's escape.