"Lu Shun, you take people down to rescue, how many people can be saved!"

Yun Yilan's gaze passed over Zhang Han and landed on Lu Shun who was not far away, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. As an elder, he made such a serious mistake, if it weren't for the wrong time, I really wanted to slap him to death.

Lu Shun was well aware of his responsibility, and did not dare to say much, so he hurriedly led the remaining more than two hundred disciples to the ground, carefully looking for the survivors in the ruins.

The black clouds are heavy, as black as ink, the sky and the earth are bleak, and there is a sense of slaughter.

At this moment, the erupting volcanic magma gradually extinguished, and the ground was covered with cobweb-like lava flows, still emitting a scorching heat wave, and the pungent smell of burning accompanied by thick smoke slowly drifted and spread.

In mid-air, two shadows, one white and one red, stood opposite each other, and there seemed to be a monstrous fierce collision and entanglement, and there was a faint dull roar.

The wind howled like a knife scraping bones, blowing the hem of the garment, and the hunt swinged.

"Junior, let me ask you, some time ago, Shangguan Ce and others died at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, is it also your doing?"

Yun Yilan's face was gloomy and her voice was hoarse, but her heart was extremely dignified. There is no other reason, in the momentum clash just now, the two actually fought to a draw!

I secretly wondered in my heart, could it be that this junior in front of me was also a cultivator of Taiqing Realm?

On the other side, Zhang Han's face was flat, but his right hand holding the knife tightened slightly, and he said instead of answering, "Since you are the head of a faction, you should know that even if you don't use honorifics when asking, your attitude should be better." Like you speak coldly, I, refuse to answer! ”

Refuse to answer...... Refuse to answer!

Zhang Han's words were like a sharp sword, piercing Yun Yilan's viscera and almost suffocating his internal injuries.

As the master of one of the three major sects of the righteous path, how lofty is Yun Yilan's status? No matter where you go and who you meet, the other party will respectfully call you 'Cloud Valley Lord' or 'Mr. Yun'.

Even if the people of the Demon Sect met it, they were not as arrogant as Zhang Han.

"Humph! Death, rebellious man! ”

Yun Yilan's momentum in the rage became higher and higher, and he saw that he raised his hands, his palms were clenched, and a faint flame appeared in his palms.

The pure yang qi was born from the void, and the flame was not an ordinary fiery red, but crystal like amber, faintly emitting a little golden light.

Zhang Han's face was solemn, he only felt his heart jumping, and his keen battle instinct told him that the small flame, which could be blown out by a gust of wind, was definitely not to be underestimated.

"Swastika, Thor mode!"

Zhang Han pulled out the slashing knife, held it horizontally in front of him, stroked the blade with his left hand, and whispered in his mouth. The voice was not high, but in this space that was almost frozen, it was far away.

Suddenly, the wind surged, and the black clouds became a little thicker, forming a rapidly rotating whirlpool under the wanton howling and flying of the wind.

Rumble!

It was as if the thunder god who was lying high in the Nine Heavens opened his eyes, and in the tornado black clouds, a thunderbolt tore through the sky and fell on Zhang Han. The slashing knife in his hand shook slightly, and the dark red light faded away, turning into a bright silver Thor's hammer.

At the same time, a white shirt gradually disappeared, and light blue lightning flowed and combined on the surface of the body, finally forming a dazzling thunder and lightning armor.

In the rolling dark clouds, countless thunders roared and burst out, tearing through the void, as if to welcome their master to the world.

On the ground, the surviving disciples of the Incense Valley raised their heads one after another, looking up at the brilliant thunder shadow, all of them opened their mouths wide, unable to say a word.

"This, he, controls the thunderbolts?" One of the disciples stammered and spoke incoherently.

“…… Really harnessed the thunder and lightning! ”

Can lightning be controlled?

Even the supreme true method of Qingyunmen, the true technique of the divine sword and thunder, can only borrow thunder and lightning!

Between borrowing and controlling, there is still a galaxy missing!

Since ancient times, both ordinary people and cultivators have had a natural fear of thunder and lightning, and in their minds, it is a power that only gods can have.

Now, the Nine Heavens Thunder is in the hands of a real, flesh-and-blood person! This directly overturned all their cognition, and they felt that their brains were a little insufficient.

Even Yun Yilan, who was an opponent, also changed his complexion greatly, and his heart set off a monstrous wave. Rao has lived for hundreds of years, and he has never seen someone like Zhang Han, who drives thunder and lightning at will, and even changes the shape to make armor!

"Humph! What about just thunder and lightning? Can you stop the god of the valley lord? A Burning Incense Valley disciple snorted coldly with disdain.

"Yes, Lord Gu Lord's cultivation is as deep as the sea, and he is just a rebel thief, and he still can't catch it?"

When the others heard this, they also started talking about it. In their hearts, the valley master Yun Yilan is like a god-like existence, no matter how powerful Zhang Han is, he will not be his opponent!

Zhang Han slowly raised the hammer of the thunder god, the wind was cold, the divine power was like the waves like electricity, and the spiritual pressure was more like a landslide and tsunami, stirring the thundercloud sky.

"First style, Thunderbird!"

In the sky, the violent thunder and lightning became a little brighter, and countless lightning bolts pierced through the black clouds and landed on the surface of Thor's hammer.

The thunderbird roared like a living creature, and the sound shook the wilderness. flapping his wings and spinning around Zhang Han, he immediately quickly slashed through the void and shot away.

Yun Yilan let out a low snort, her palms were empty, and the two flames in her palms immediately fused together, and the pure yang qi inside skyrocketed, but the amber flames were a little smaller.

The gloomy golden glow was inconspicuous in the furious blue light, but the Thunderbird seemed to be extremely afraid of the flames, and its claws and beak attacked it together.

To Zhang Han's surprise, the flame was extremely condensed, and it was not afraid of the thunderbird's fangs and claws and the violent thunder and lightning at all, but instead scorched it little by little, until it disappeared.

The Thunderbird churned violently in the air, but could not avoid the burning of the flames, and in a moment, its body was burned out of several hollows, and it no longer had the fierce and fierce momentum it had before.

Without waiting for Zhang Han to increase the output of spiritual pressure again, the amber flame suddenly swelled and turned into a raging flame, from the inside out, against the raging thunder and lightning.

Zhang Han's eyes narrowed, and he thought to himself in his heart, "What looks like a flame is actually not a real flame, but the effect of Yun Yilan compressing and condensing the true element of the Yuyang realm to the extreme. In contrast, the Thunderbird is powerful and domineering on the surface, but it is not concise enough. ”

After a while, the Thunderbird struggled with the flames, and the blue and golden light of the whole body kept flickering, gradually dimming the trend.

Zhang Han held the handle of the hammer in his right hand and pointed it at the thunderbird, and a blue light shot out from the hammer of the thunder god, wrapping around the thunderbird's body like a rope.

(End of chapter)