How long is ten years?

Ten years is a long time for mortals, but for Zeng Xiaole now, ten years is just a blink of an eye, and he hasn't gone back for ten years.

In the thunder mountain, there is a huge thunder pool, which is an entrance and exit to the thunder world. Generally speaking, foreigners are not allowed to enter this place, because if they enter this place, they will be killed by thunder and thunder.

However, in such a terrifying forbidden place, there is such a figure, sitting cross-legged above the thunder pool, motionless, sitting here like this, it is really surprising.

This person is Zeng Xiaole, the world-famous man of the human race, who is dressed in tattered robes, carrying a simple sword, powerful and mighty, suppressing here, Lei Chi is quiet.

It was originally a violent thunder pool, but it was pressed into silence, and this pressure is ten years, Zeng Xiaole has blocked the door of the thunder clan here for ten years, a whole ten years.

Ten years ago, Zeng Xiaole felt that he had reached a bottleneck, and after going to meet the human emperor, he finally came here alone, and directly united ten thousand swords to open up a vast sword realm and suppress the thunder pool.

Here, there were several Thunder Clan world-class powerhouses at the beginning, but unfortunately they all became the souls of his sword, that is, the hazy world suspended above his head, the infinite sword light inside was intertwined, and the sword intent was vast, this is the world that belongs to the way of the sword.

It is such a sword realm that exists, and the thunder clan master has not dared to come forward for ten years, and the world realm came out, and he was directly killed by a sword, and the quasi-saint rushed out, and was killed on the spot after ten minutes of the battle.

There was even a powerful Thunder Saint who came out to kill Zeng Xiaole, but unfortunately the latter was already invincible, and he sharpened his sword with this Thunder Saint, and finally succeeded in defeating the Thunder Saint, and after killing the Thunder Saint, the Thunder Clan finally fell silent.

As for the higher Ancient Saint Realm. I didn't dare to take my head, because someone was watching, and all the ancient saints who dared to come out to kill the heroes of the human race were ruthlessly wiped out, and none of the ancient saints could live.

The power of the Human Emperor has reached a terrifying level, which is why Zeng Xiaole has been blocked here for ten years, and no ThunderClan Saint or even an ancient saint dares to come out. That's why.

He has been here to comprehend the sword realm, while refining his body with a huge thunder pool, from time to time he slashed a sword, wanting to lead out a thunder clan master to have a good time, but it is a pity that these thunder clans don't seem to appear when they die.

"It's been ten years, this ThunderClan is of little value, it's time to go."

Above the thunder pool, Zeng Xiaole muttered, a hundred years. It can be said that each of them has grown tremendously. The shy young man at the beginning is now a hundred-year-old man, and he is a masterpiece among the human race.

After he finished speaking, he stood up, a pair of eyes filled with sword intent, staring at the bottom of the thunder pool, as if looking for something, and then saw him wave, sonorous, a sharp edge came through the air. Set off a thunderstorm in the sea.

The entire thunder pool exploded most of it, and the infinite thunder swept the world. Only then did I realize that it was an amazing sword. This sword is actually a human warrior cast by Zeng Xiaole, and it has been tempered under the thunder pool for ten years, and its edge is so strong that the space will be divided.

"Okay, it's really sharp, ten years of silence are not in vain." Zeng Xiaole's face showed a faint joy.

This sword is white and sharp. Exudes earth-shattering murderous intent. Compared with the simple long sword behind him, although it is still a little lacking, the edge is sharper, perhaps the young man's edge has not been hidden.

Although a hundred years have passed, the edge of the sword is getting sharper and sharper. Killing the thunder clan did not dare to take the lead, and now he stared at the thunder pool, and suddenly a thought was born, whether to split the entire thunder pool?

"Since you don't come out, then don't come out again." Zeng Xiaole suddenly sneered.

After he finished speaking, he raised the sword in his hand, and the sword intent was intertwined all over his body, and a mighty sword yuan surged out from the sword realm above his head, forming a terrifying heavenly sword, which instantly slashed down towards the thunder pool.

Bang!

With a loud bang, as the heavenly sword fell, the entire thunder pool split in half, and the mighty thunder raged in all directions, and the thunder mountain completely collapsed, turning into a pile of powder and dissipating.

Seeing this, Zeng Xiaole nodded with satisfaction, turned around and was about to fly away with his sword. But in the next moment, a terrifying power rolled out from the thunder pool, and an angry roar reverberated from it.

"Bastard, the deity killed you!"

The roar shook for nine days, the thunder rumbled in the sky, and a figure suddenly rushed up from the thunder pool, exuding monstrous anger, and the killing machine spread in all directions, alarming countless strong people.

This is a Thunder Saint, stimulated by Zeng Xiaole's approach, and immediately killed him in anger. He had to be angry, this Terran kid came here to suppress it for ten years, and anyone who went out of the ThunderClan would be hanged.

Now, after leaving, he actually split the thunder pool in half, and even the entire Thunder Mountain is gone. This kind of anger is unbearable for no individual, let alone these short-tempered ThunderClan powerhouses, and it is already the limit that they can endure it for ten years.

Now in a fit of rage, this Thunder Saint immediately came out, and pressed Zeng Xiaole with a terrifying Thunder Realm, wanting to kill this arrogant and shameless guy on the spot.

"Good time!"

Zeng Xiaole was not surprised, he immediately turned around, and the huge sword realm above his head rushed up, rumbling into the thunder realm on that side, and the two worlds collided, causing terrifying damage, and even the space collapsed.

The power of this blow was terrifying, that is, both of them had to retreat, their expressions were serious, and each showed enough vigilance to kill the other, this was a rage that had been suppressed for ten years, and it erupted from the thunder pool.

"Damn the Terrans, deceive me Thunderclan, suppress it for ten years, this saint will kill you completely even if he dies today." The thunder saint's words were sonorous, like thunderstorms, and the heavens and the earth shook.

As soon as these words came out, they immediately attracted the attention of many ancient clan powerhouses, and even some saints looked at them. Everyone watched this side with great magical powers, and finally saw that the ThunderClan was willing to run out alone.

"This Thunder Clan is unlucky, and has been suppressed by Zeng Xiaole, the world-famous Terran for ten years, and he doesn't dare to take the lead."

"I heard that the immortal clan seems to be blocked by the contemporary heirs of the Zhuxian Sword King, and it seems that they want to suppress the immortal clan." A powerful man of the ancient clan said with emotion.

These ancient clans are a little embarrassed, anyone who has been blocked at the door for ten years, they will not be able to hold back their anger, and now before leaving, they will split the thunder pool with a sword, destroy the thunder mountain, and if they don't kill it, they won't be thunder clans.

Bang!

The two powerhouses immediately killed together. Zeng Xiaole's long sword was unsheathed behind his back, and ten thousand swords flew together, enveloping the Thunder Saint, and he himself carried the soldiers who had been tempered in the Thunder Pool for ten years to kill, and the other party was like thunder.

That Thunder Saint was just an ordinary saint level, and he couldn't help it at all. Such a realm can already kill ordinary Saint Realm powerhouses, and this guy actually came out to deliver food.

Even those ancient clan powerhouses shook their heads one after another, feeling sorry for this Thunder Saint, feeling that he had come to the end of his life. Sure enough, when Zeng Xiaole completely released that side of the sword realm, the Lei Sheng was finally suppressed.

Soon, this Thunder Saint discovered that he was wrapped in infinite sword light, as if he was in a great world of swordsmanship. There were terrifying sword intent kills everywhere, one stronger than the other, and the body was cut off one after another, and finally it was miserably cut into countless pieces.

"Save Me from the Ancient Saint of Thundermo"

The miserable roar of the Thunder Saint before he died, the Thunder Soul struggled frantically, trying to break out of the terrifying sword realm on that side, but unfortunately in the end, it was cut into pieces by the Dao sword light, and it was refined into energy by the sword realm and absorbed.

And when this Thunder Saint died. The thunder pool finally shook, and the tremor caused by the death of a thunder saint was huge. The Holy Rank is incomparably precious and rare in every race, and one dies one less.

Now that another one has died, there is really a problem that the Thunder Clan is not angry, and the Thunder Mill Ancient Saint was finally alarmed, and when he saw that a Thunder Saint of his clan was killed, he immediately burst into anger. Rumbling out, the power is monstrous.

"Rampant thief, die!"

There was a roar of rage, and the sky shook, and all directions trembled. The faces of countless Gu Clan powerhouses changed drastically, and after feeling the terrifying power that belonged to the Ancient Saint, they all knew that the Thunder Clan's Ancient Saint had been killed.

That was the Thunder Mill Ancient Sage, who was the object of the Thunder Sage's cry for help before he died, and now that he came, he put endless pressure on Zeng Xiaole, and he knew in his heart that he was definitely not an opponent, and it was likely that he would be killed by bombardment in just two faces.

There is a big difference between the ordinary saint realm and the ancient saint, although the world's heroes can kill saints against the sky, but it is an ordinary saint-level powerhouse, if it is too powerful or it is the same world-class celestial pride, it depends on whose background and means are stronger.

Now, the ancient saint is in front, Zeng Xiaole is not an opponent, and he is likely to be wiped out in the next moment. But he didn't worry, he just stared at the ThunderClan Ancient Saint who came to kill with a sneer, knowing that this guy was probably going to be miserable.

"Look for death!"

Sure enough, at the moment when the Thunder Clan Ancient Saint appeared, in the chaotic world inside the Imperial City, Lin Yi and the Chaos Clone were looking at the situation here, and when they saw the Ancient Saint, his face was cold, and he immediately stretched out a hand towards the picture.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the void shattered, and a huge giant hand pierced out from the top of Zeng Xiaole's head, and it blatantly pressed on the rushing ancient saint, startling the latter to immediately hit a huge holy domain.

I saw that a silver-white giant hand rumbled and pressed, with five fingers like a mountain, and the void collapsed, and the eight directions were still, and even the holy domain on that side was fixed in the void, and as the giant hand grabbed it with a bang, with a boom, the entire holy domain collapsed directly.

And the power of that giant hand was undiminished, directly pressing on the body of the ancient saint who was fixed, grasping it in the palm of his hand, dragging it into the void and disappearing under the frightened looks of countless strong men.

"Human Emperor, you've gone too far!"

At this time, just when the giant hand was about to disappear, a terrifying aura surged from under the thunder pool, the sky was full of thunder and thunder, and the law flickered and diffused, turning into a terrifying thunder hand and grabbing it, preventing the silver-white giant hand from leaving.

However, at this time, another giant hand in the void reached out, and the gray giant hand rumbled down, and with a bang, it struck with the huge thunder hand, and it collapsed and dissipated in an instant, and both disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

And that silver-white giant hand grabbed the Thunder Clan Ancient Saint into the void, and everything was lost, making those ancient clan powerhouses and Saint Realm powerhouses feel a chill, that is the breath of the human emperor, there will be no mistake.

However, aren't the powers of the Human Emperor all gray chaos? Why did Fang Cai's silver-white giant hand give them a little terrifying, it was not the power of the Human Emperor, could it be that the Human Emperor had cultivated some terrifying supernatural powers?

"How can this be reasonable, if you persecute this king again, then this king will lose both sides with your human race." In the thunder pool, an astonishing roar suddenly came out, and a thunder king was roaring, and there was a river of blood.

It's a pity that Lin Yi didn't pay attention to him at all, and he didn't even look at the chaos clone, Zeng Xiaole had already stepped on the sword and flew away, and left this Thunder Mountain in the blink of an eye.

"Thunderclan, I'll come back and continue to suppress it for a hundred years, hahaha"

In the distance, Zeng Xiaole burst into laughter, making the ThunderClan powerhouse almost vomit blood. Many ancient clan Tianjiao saw that figure, wearing tattered Taoist robes, flying across the sky with a sword, striking, chasing the wind and clouds, holding a wine jar in one hand and pouring it violently, so that it was not elegant and free, and it had a bit of the supreme demeanor of the human sword immortal.

Zeng Xiaole suppressed the Thunder Clan for ten years, and now after killing a Thunder Saint, he turned around and left in a dashing manner, but left an indelible trace on the world's pride of all races, and what was even more terrifying was that an ancient Thunder Clan Saint was captured. (To be continued.) )