This mysterious person named Ye Hitomi killed the defenseless villagers, and in an instant, dozens of villagers were turned into rubble. Ryugakure, who is the dragon protector, arrives to punish Notomi for his crimes.

Regarding how to treat mortals in the Five Elements Reincarnation Realm, at this point, Lei Luo already had a rough map in his heart.

Before his death, Yu Laoxian once said to Lei Luo: "Mortals are guilty, sin is not to death, mortals are evil, and evil should not be punished." Careful education, leading the good like a stream, is the right way!" At that time, Lei Luo was completely incomprehensible, and even now, Lei Luo has not fully understood the meaning.

A deeper impression is that in the illusion of the Huanshan Temple, the fat monk looked around at the people who were injured by the thunder, recited a Buddha name, raised his head to the sky, and said quietly: "Heaven and earth are universal, everything has its own fixed number, mortals, when mortals are broken, mortals are evil, when mortals grind, you use extraordinary means to judge mortal things, and you will be judged by heaven." ”

This wild pupil's method of killing the villagers is naturally an "extraordinary means", which indicates that this wild pupil "will be cut off by heaven". Could it be that Long Yin can represent "heaven"?

I'm afraid not, Ye Hitomi heard that Long Yin was going to punish himself, as if he had heard a big joke, he laughed out loud and said: "When I heard the dragon chant before, I thought it was Qinglong coming, but I didn't expect it to be a dead old man like you." You deserve to punish me for my sins?"

Lei Luo lay on the ground, his fingers already digging deep into the dirt on the ground. The great sadness and hatred, like a thousand pounds of boulder, pressed against Lei Luo's chest, making Lei Luo so painful that he couldn't breathe.

Listening to the conversation between Long Yin and Ye Hitomi, the pain in Lei Luo's heart was even more like a flame burning. Lei Luo stretched out his hand and grabbed a piece from the pile of rubble in front of him, pinched it in his hand, and struggled painfully in his heart: Why did you want to poison the defenseless villagers? Why did the huge human race need the protection of the dragon race? Since the human race had such a powerful person as Xuanhuang who moved the world, how could it be reduced to the point where it is today? Should the human race be like a swarm of ants, trampled on by others? Should the human race lose its dignity so much and have to rely on others to protect it?

In the face of great grief, Lei Luo's vision has risen from the pain of losing his father to the height of the race.

Thunder's heart is tearing, Thunder's blood is boiling, and Thunder's mind is burning. The thunder yuan in the body is like a burning flame, like a galloping wind, like a whistling thunderstorm, rolling and roaring in the thunderous body, echoing the thunder of the heavenly clouds, tangled and entangled, flying and circling.

The vast energy of the Heavenly Yin Thunder, like a trace of warm current, drilled into every pore of the thunder, and wandered in the thunder's body, intertwining and flying with the yang current in the body, carrying out violent discharge. The body after the thunder "quenched body" absorbed every trace of thunder yuan to the fullest, and the body became full. The body that had been injured by the force of the wild pupil's blow quickly recovered and became even stronger.

Just as Lei Yuan was expanding, Lei Luo had a subtle feeling in his heart: there seemed to be something echoing with him.

Soon, Lei Luo sensed the source of the echo, coming from his wrist and from the stone wall in front of him.

At this moment, Ye Hitomi laughed out loud and said, "When I heard the sound of the dragon moaning before, I thought it was Qinglong coming, but I didn't expect it to be a dead old man like you." You deserve to punish me for my sins?"

Lei Luo held the gravel that his father had turned into in his hand, held it tightly, and then said, "Isn't he worthy?"

As he spoke, he stood up, because he was too excited, because he was not used to the surging Lei Yuan in his body, and Lei Luo's body was a little shaky. He stood up straight, looked at the wild pupil opposite, and said fiercely, "He is not worthy, I am worthy." ”

When he said this, the "Death String" on Lei Luo's wrist emitted a dazzling light - the echo of the feeling in his heart, there was a strand from this bowstring.

"Oh?" Wild Hitomi looked at Lei Luo, the greedy excitement in his eyes blooming again, "You, why are you?"

The echo that I felt in my heart became more and more grand, and it seemed that there was something that belonged to me, and I couldn't wait to rush towards me at any time.

This feeling became stronger and stronger, more and more intense, Lei Luo's eyes widened, and he suddenly raised his left hand and stretched it forward......

A violent explosion came from the cliff, accompanied by a loud bang, and something shining with thunder burst out of the cliff, like a meteor, and rushed towards the thunder.

Lei Luo firmly grasped the "meteor" in his hand, without blinking, looking at Ye Tong and said coldly: "Just rely on it!"

The thunder dissipated, and the thing revealed its original appearance—a beautiful, chic, and mighty bow.

Said beautiful, beautiful in its overall shape, like a flaming phoenix flying high, the two wings are light and stretched, showing a smooth arc, constituting a bow arm, the phoenix beak that flies forward is prominent, and the phoenix tail is extended, which becomes the bow handle. The whole shape is light and agile, and at first glance, it looks like a living phoenix.

Say chic, chic in the details. Every feather on the wings, the bending of the phoenix's beak, and the stretching of the tail are all meticulous to the extreme. Especially the eyes carved on the crested head, no matter which angle you look at, it seems that there is a fine light shooting out of the phoenix eye, straight to the bottom of your heart.

It is said to be majestic and domineering, because it gives a natural feeling. This infinitely delicate, infinitely smooth bow gives people a heavy sense of oppression. It's okay not to look at it, and as soon as your eyes fall on it, you will feel an invisible pressure. This pressure is different from the kingly demeanor of Ling Xiao, different from any kind of unattainable majesty, but a demeanor that is not angry and arrogant.

This kind of demeanor, without it telling you to do anything, you will bow down and die, without it to make any arrangements, you will take the lead - this is a demeanor, a natural demeanor, the demeanor of a king.

Qingluan is gone, in this world, apart from Qingluan's death, what else is there, and which weapon can have such momentum?

Lei Luo grabbed the "Qingluan Death" in his hand, and the "Death String" on his wrist became active. This is active, and it is the expectation of lovesickness between lovers for thousands of years. "Leaving the Strings" is like seeing his old lover, and he can't wait to slide towards the "Qingluan Bow".

Qingluan refiner, muscles and bones for the bow, away from the infatuation, soul for the string. The string loses its soul without a bow, the bow loses its prestige, the phoenix bone dragon tendon, away from the fire and water, the incompatibility is one, contains two elements into a bow, the crown is peerless, and the common people are overlooked, who can open this bow in the world?

The "Death String" shone with a shining thunder light, hung itself at one end of the bow horn, and then stretched longer and longer, and finally connected the bow body, dissolved in the bow body, and became an inseparable part of the "Qingluan Death String".

The phoenix bone dragon tendon, away from the fire and water, is incompatible as one, and contains two elements into a bow. This "Qingluan Death" is so great that it is so great. After 10,000 years of separation, after 10,000 years of waiting, "Qingluan" and "Death" met again.

Isn't their reunion the beginning of a new history?

At the moment when "Qingluan Leaving the Dead" revealed his true face, Ye Hitomi's face changed instantly, and the huge shock made Ye Hitomi's voice tremble a little: "Is this the 'Qingluan Leaving the Dead'? Is this the legendary 'Qingluan Leaving the Dead'? Is this Xuanhuang's 'Qingluan Leaving the Dead'......"

Ye Tong said three times in a row, and the expression on his face was serious and reverent.

This reverence is the worship of greatness.

But at the same time, Lei Luo also knew that Ye Hitomi's reverence was only for this weapon, for the owner of this weapon, not for himself. Cruel and ruthless as a wild pupil, they all revere this "Qingluan Death", which shows what a great person Xuanhuang was in that era.

Long Yin looked at the longbow in Lei Luo's hand stupidly, and muttered to himself: "No wonder Yin Lang wants to return to the Dragon Realm, it seems that his mission has been completed......"

A faint electric light flowed on the "Qingluan Death", and the surging passion was surging in Lei Luo's heart - there seemed to be something else echoing Lei Luo. Lei Luo raised his right hand and stretched it forward, and suddenly the sound of breaking the sky came, and a dazzling white light, entangled with a trace of electricity, shot out from the side of the ancient kite tree, whistling and flying towards Lei Luo. Lei Luo shook his left hand and held the light in his hand.

Long Yin, Ye Hitomi, and Lei Luo all stared intently at the glittering light, and the eyes of the three of them all showed a look of expectation, because the three of them had already guessed what it was.

The brilliance dissipated, and the thing that thundered in his hand revealed its true face—a pitch-black feathered arrow.

The shaft of this arrow is only the thickness of chopsticks, but it is three feet long, and the whole body is pitch black. The tip of the arrow was slender and faintly shimmered with a cold light. , the tail of the arrow is in the shape of a dovetail, and the dovetail is engraved with words, engraved with two ancient scripts - Zhenlei.

This is the "Thunder Feather Arrow" - the Xuanhuang Ning Thunder Fossil, the "Thunder Feather Arrow" cast.

The legend, at this moment, has become a reality, and it has become a real rut under the wheel of history.

"Qingluan refiner, muscles and bones for the bow, away from the infatuation, soul for the string. The string loses its soul without a bow, the bow loses its might, the phoenix bone dragon tendon, away from the fire and water, the tolerance is incompatible as one, contains two elements into a bow, the crown is peerless, and the common people are overlooked, who can open this bow in the world? Xuanhuang condensed thunder fossils, cast thunder feather arrows, opened Qingluan and left the dead, fire, water, and thunder all three together, the power of the sky, and finally was punished by God. If there is no power to resist the heavens, persuade future generations to seal this murder weapon forever. ”

This "Qingluan Death" was once divided into three parts and sealed, but today, it has reappeared. A mysterious force that governs its appearance, a strong cry that looks forward to its appearance, the mission of history, needs its appearance.

"Who in the world can open this bow?" Except for Xuanhuang, is there anyone who can pull this bow?

Lei Luo slowly put the "Thunder Feather Arrow" on the bowstring: at this moment, the air also froze, and the heavens, earth, mountains and rivers were suddenly forbidden, and it seemed that all living things were nervously looking forward to it.

Thunderfall slowly raised his bow and adjusted the arrow, aiming it at the wild pupil.