"The ancestor of Sanqing is above, the ancestor of Sanmao returns, the rune orders you, and Chang Chuan obeys. Those who dare to violate it will not be tolerated by the thunder axe. Haste as a law, pardon! ”

In the monstrous magic array, the black clouds were filled, the heavy rain suddenly stopped, and as early as the beginning of the crack in the sky, a trembling and calm voice suddenly transmitted to my ears who could not distinguish between the north and the south, the west and the east, hearing this contains the domineering mantra of the most yang and the strongest between heaven and earth, my heart jumped, stretched out my hand, and the flowers obediently obeyed my call, and suddenly flew into the locust wood card on my chest.

Just as I was clutching my chest, the crack in the sky was instantly enlarged by a golden fork of lightning, and then the luck went up for nine days, and the dense power grid stretched the whole sky into a bright starry sky, and all the twilight was swept away, and the whole heaven and earth showed a hideous bright color, like day.

It was so bright that I could even see the expressions of everyone in the audience at that moment, whether surprised, surprised, stunned, excited, but more than that, there was deep fear.

The power of heaven and earth is beyond the reach of human beings, so the way of nature has always been the supreme avenue. The gaze flowed, only for a moment, and in the next second, the forty or fifty thunderbolts in the dense power grid had condensed into a spiral-shaped thick electric light, and according to someone's wishes, towards Yang Zhixiu, who was pointing to the sky with both hands and showing the shape of a lightning rod, fell vertically.

Thundered! Boom Boom –

The whole world was almost compressed at that moment, and suddenly there was a huge thunder explosion in my ears, resounding throughout the world, at that moment my cerebellum was unbalanced, and I fell to the ground without knowing it, I only felt that the day was also trembling, the ground was also trembling, and the hairs on my body were like eating Viagra, facing upright, and my whole body was stiff and numb.

I felt that my whole mind was buzzing and uncomfortable, and in the next second, a brilliant and dazzling light came out of thin air from Yang Zhixiu's foothold, and a burst of white light suddenly rose in my eyes, even if I subconsciously closed my eyes, I couldn't stop this light from invading, and my eyes couldn't help but burst into tears.

And even with the tears drenching me, I couldn't help but roll and roar in the mud, as if I wanted to avoid the thunder and lightning falling overhead.

After rolling for more than ten seconds, my consciousness finally began to recover, and I felt that the stagnant light on the retina also began to dim, so I reluctantly opened my eyes, looked around with tears, and then looked towards Yang Zhixiu - I saw a person, a pitch-black humanoid charcoal, black, the clothes on his body had already been decomposed by a momentary voltage, and the whole person seemed to be condensed on the ground, turning into a charcoal black statue,

Only the wisps of green smoke that came out showed that this person still had life before, and it was hot out of the oven.

Is Yang Zhixiu dead?

I barely stood up, ecstatic, took a deep breath of the ion-rich air after the thunderbolt, and sensed that the entire Qi field was shattered by this shocking thunderbolt. I looked at the rain falling overhead, and I was still afraid, this is the secret technique of the head of Maoshan used to press the bottom of the box, the real divine sword lightning channeling technique?

With such power, although it has the help of a thunderstorm, the pirated technique that Miscellaneous Hair Xiaodao used to figure out from the thunder talisman is simply scum compared to it?

I subconsciously looked at the miscellaneous hairy trail standing proudly in the field, and saw that this guy was actually not having a good time, although he was barely standing, but his legs and stomach were shaking all the time, and he was obviously a little overdrawn, and then he was frightened by his own means.

But this guy is a high-end master in the Boi world, even here, he doesn't fall down, his face looks straight ahead, without saying a word, the light shines on his thin side face, his lips are pursed, and his cold and resolute side is fully expressed, so fascinated that Fang Yi, the little princess of Ciyuan Pavilion who is lying in the quagmire a few meters away next to me, looks, her eyes narrowed into a line, and she murmurs: "So handsome, so handsome......"

More than this one person admired, in addition to the miscellaneous hair trail, the only one standing in the field was Huang Chenqujun, one of the top ten masters of the righteous path in the world, this ugly old man looked at the arrogant miscellaneous trail with a shocked face, and couldn't help but say: "God, is this Maoshan's divine sword thunder channeling technique?" This, who are you, and what does Tao Jinhong have to do with you? ”

In the end, the one-word sword is still a senior in the rivers and lakes, the elders asked, and the miscellaneous Xiaodao finally took back his thoughts, and replied: "Tao Jinhong is the boy's teacher, Xiao Keming, a subordinate of Maoshan Sect, meet the old Huang senior!" ”

"Xiao Keming? Shaw...... Ke Ming," Huang Chenqu Jun read slowly in his mouth, and suddenly remembered: "Among the young masters who have recently become famous, the left path of the side door, the thunder punishment flying sword in the left path inside, is talking about you, right?" ”

Xiao Keming looked embarrassed, and said when there was such a statement, I don't know what to say.

At this time, I also walked to the front of me, arched my hand to say hello to the word sword, and said that the junior Lu Zuo, meet the senior Huang. The word sword saw me covered in mud, looked at the scar on my face, nodded, and said Jiao is not away from Meng, Meng is not out of focus, you are the scar monster Lu Zuo.

In my heart, while scolding the idler who gave me a nickname, I also responded stubbornly, and said unwillingly: "This Jianghu person is famous, why can't he take his own nickname?" I don't know who gave me this name, we have a scar, that's true, I admit it, but this stranger ...... No matter how you listen to it, it's like a little person who is going to die in a few episodes of a TV series......"

The one-word sword listened to me interestingly, and also showed a slight smile, saying that this Jianghu person, it is easy to call, for example, my one-word sword, that is, when I first learned to make flying swords, I have always been straight and straight, and I will not turn, so I was ridiculed and said, I was angry at the time, and now I think about it, it is just a name.

It is rumored that this word sword may have killed too many pigs when he was young, and he was murderous, and he was a cold-faced person, but he never thought that he was smiling at us, and it must also be related to the trick that led to the thunder just now, in the face of such strength, pretending to be cool is not as effective as equal communication, so it is like the junior high school math teacher when I was a child, amiable.

What kind of person has what kind of circle, sometimes you think he is high, but in fact, he is no different from ordinary people.

The three of them exchanged a few words, but they didn't dare to say more, so they walked towards the charred corpse in the quiet position.

Within a radius of three meters, the ground was scorched, and when the feet stepped on it, it was as solid as a rock, and the corpse was still emitting green smoke, emitting a strange smell mixed with the smell of meat and burnt odor, which made the sour water in people's stomachs can't help but churn, and they want to vomit out something to feel good. However, when the three of us circled around this corpse, Yizijian said with a solemn face: "This...... I'm afraid it's not Yang Zhixiu, right? ”

Indeed, as the word sword said, the charcoal corpse standing in front of us, the face and skin of the whole person were split by the powerful thunder and lightning, black and dark, the facial features on the face melted together, and the whole person shrank by dozens of centimeters, but no matter how you look at it, you can't see that this person is Yang Zhixiu, who made us all fear to the extreme.

A generation of heroes Yang Zhixiu, died so easily?

Even we couldn't believe it when I said it, I tried to find more evidence to confirm that this charred corpse was Yang Zhixiu, but after looking left and right, I didn't find the Erlang Transformation Scepter he took from the Wang family at Guanjiangkou.

Yang Zhixiu didn't know whether he was alive or dead, this discovery made us a little frustrated, but others didn't know, Ciyuan Pavilion Shaodong and his sister-in-law surrounded him, respectfully saluted the word sword, all called Uncle Huang, and at this time, the word sword also had a little bit of an elder's shelf, nodded slightly, and said You are lost, your father asked me to come to look for you, fortunately nothing happened, otherwise I would not have the face to see my old friend.

Fang Yi's bright eyes swept around, and the most sloppy fell on the face of the miscellaneous hairy Xiaodao, and said with admiration: "We are also thanks to Brother Xiao today, otherwise we would really have harmed that wicked person surnamed Yang." ”

Yizijian nodded, and said that this is true, if it weren't for Keming Xiaoyou's action this time, using Maoshan secret techniques to cause thunder, I'm afraid that it would be me, and I wouldn't be able to escape death.

Miscellaneous Xiaodao hurriedly humbled again, saying that everyone praised it, if it wasn't for everyone's concerted efforts, where would I have the time to trigger the curse? There is no need to mention this matter, everyone should do their duty. Listening to the modest words of the miscellaneous hair path, several people praised it, and the word sword looked at the miscellaneous hair road, saying that the moral cultivation is all the best candidates, and it seems that the fate of Maoshan prosperity can continue for a hundred years.

The men were carrying each other in a sedan chair, and my attention was focused on the dragon next to me.

This ancient relic was already dead, and its head was torn apart by Yang Zhixiu angrily, but what completely annihilated its vitality was the heavenly thunder caused by the miscellaneous hair path just now. Although the spiral thunder just now was heading vertically towards Yang Zhixiu, the whole body of this lake mud dragon was also scorched black, and those scales and armor were all reversed, revealing that there were seven mature flesh inside.

This earth dragon belongs to the insect family, the abdominal cavity is hollow, but the flesh of the epidermis is also fat, it is quite tempting to look at, I look at this scene, and I have some doubts in my heart, the vitality of this lake mud dragon is extremely strong, otherwise it can't live so long, and it is said that it can also control fire, how to split Yang Zhixiu's heavenly thunder, and most of it fell on it?

Seeing that my face was solemn, Miscellaneous Xiaodao leaned over to take a look, and also fell into deep thought.

However, the word sword saw this earth dragon, but it was full of joy, with the turquoise stone short sword to cut the chin open, and took out a string of beads like grapes, more than a dozen, flowers and green, covered with mucus, looking extremely disgusting, but there was a fragrant fragrance coming out, the word sword introduced to us: "This lake mud dragon that has lived for countless years is a treasure, the biggest benefit is that it has this string of beads under its chin, which is the source of its strength, red is fire, improve resistance, yellow is earth, enhance physical fitness, white is water, can be familiar with water, enter the water and do not sink - Kemingyou, you have made great contributions to this battle, and you will distribute it, right? ”