The changes in Pinglan City, Song Ciwan did not know.

She was also on the Lightning Strike Ridge thousands of miles away, fighting the heavenly thunder.

No, at this point, in fact, what she is fighting with is no longer the thunder in the sky, but herself, herself!

It is she who wants to break through the limits of her own body and step further into a new realm.

The dark clouds of Pinglan City chased the Beichen Sword Immortal away, and in an instant, they fled thousands of miles away, and the direction of their way was the Demon Killing Pass, where the eldest princess, the true immortal, was in charge.

And as the dark clouds of Pinglan City left, almost at the same time, Song Ciwan on the Lightning Strike Ridge finally succeeded in achieving a new life in countless destructions!

At the bottom of the Lightning Strike Ridge, some of the monks watching the battle were shocked to the ground, and some even fell into a coma because they couldn't bear the aftermath of the thunder -

However, after all, there are a few people who are unconscious, because one can come here to watch the battle, and the cultivation is basically not weak, and the second is that most of the thunder is running for Song Ci to go late, and what the people under the mountain peak bear is really the aftermath of the aftermath.

The monks, who were still awake, even if they fell to the ground, all their heads were raised, and all their minds were mobilized, and their eyes widened to see what had happened on the peak.

They saw that suddenly, in the endless purple-black thunder, a figure stepped on the thunder and soared into the sky.

The young man in black grabbed it with his left hand and absorbed it with his right hand.

The thunder was like a giant whip that hung down the sky, and it was like a dragon that passed through the sky, but it was trampled under the feet of the young man and caught in his hands, even if it was twisted and struggling, it was to no avail.

Then, the next moment, people watched as the young man in the sky tore apart and tore apart the dragon-like thunder, and finally, the thunder turned into light and was swallowed by it.

The monks who were still awake below were almost dumbfounded.

And that's not all.

I saw that as the purple-black thunder at the top of the sky was sucked away, and the rest of the farther away, the many thunderbolts on the Three Thousand Miles Thunder Ridge also seemed to be inspired by some kind of suction, and suddenly they turned around one after another, galloping, and rushed directly towards the black-clothed young man in the sky.

In the end, these thunderbolts that rushed from all directions were swallowed by his cattle and sucked into his mouth.

However, in a moment, the lightning strike ridge that was originally thundering day and night was actually stopped at this moment.

Lightning strikes the ridge, and it's clean.

The people watching the battle below were even more stupid, and almost everyone was silent for a while. It was as if they were all blind, deaf, and dumb...... I can't believe what I've seen, heard, or understood.

There is always the illusion that everything in front of you is just a dream.

But I saw the black-clothed young man flying in mid-air take out a bronze mirror with his backhand, and the young man's hand wiped on the bronze mirror, and he didn't know what he saw through the bronze mirror, and then, the figure stepped lightly in the air.

In an instant, the figure was hundreds of miles away, and finally landed on a strange mountain peak in the distance.

Because after all, it was too far away, and the figure of the young man disappeared from the sight of the monks below.

The monks were still silent, and everyone was quiet, all of them became gourds with saw-billed bills, and quails lying on their stomachs, but the movements of their heads were kept in unison, and there was no change in the slightest.

Then, the monks saw that the figure that had shouted Ye Sheng in the distant sky had finally arrived in the clouds and landed on the mountain peak above.

With this description, it seems that the figure is coming too slowly.

But in fact, if everything is written into words by the storyteller and told to the audience, it must be a long story, and perhaps it may not be able to be fully told in three or five hours.

But in fact, all the ups and downs only happened in a blink of an eye.

Therefore, it can't be said that the figure in the distance is coming too slowly-

But this is not slow, it is relative.

After the monks below saw clearly who the person was, they first exclaimed in their hearts: "General Wang! ”

Which general Wang?

It turned out to be the garrison general of Qingshi City, Wang Cheng, the general of the four-rank martial arts.

This one is a celestial immortal!

The heavenly immortals of the imperial court, who have both cultivation and official status, guard a large county, even if it is only in the early stage of the heavenly immortals, it is also a very great person.

Such a big man should always have all kinds of means of flying fast.

Qingshi City was not far from Lightning Strike Ridge, and from the moment Wang Cheng called out to Ye Sheng, he was only about a hundred miles away from here.

A hundred miles, mortals need to walk for a day, but for the immortals, it may only be a stride distance.

How long will it take?

At most, it's just a breath!

No matter how fast Lu Zhong led the thunder to collect the thunder, it stands to reason that Wang Cheng should be able to catch up and intercept it.

But Wang Cheng couldn't catch up, and it wasn't until Lu Zhong left that Wang Cheng finally fell into the clouds.

Therefore, everyone subconsciously felt that Wang Cheng was coming slowly.

Some honest people couldn't help muttering in their hearts: It was General Wang who came in person, and General Wang was busy with everything, so he came slowly, and he couldn't stop Lu Zhong, the devil! Brother Ye suffered in vain, alas......

And some of the brains that turn fast are already a little clear: with General Wang's speed, is it really too late?

Maybe General Wang did come a little late, after all, since he appeared, Ye Sheng's Jin Dan had already been dissected.

But later, Lu Zhong was struck by thunder, and the time in between should be enough for General Wang to arrive.

In the end, General Wang failed to arrive......

Those whose brains are spinning fast can't help but understand: Hey, too, if I were General Wang, I would have to slow down.

After all, who wants to face such a terrible Lu Zhong head-on?

Even if it is a heavenly immortal, I am afraid that I am not willing to offend such a ruthless person casually.

It is said that General Wang has a good relationship with Ye Sheng's master, Ye Lingguan, but no matter how good it is, it's not worth fighting for a wasted person, right?

In case this life is famous, but today is a fight, how much is it thanks to panic?

After all, Ye Sheng's abolition has become a fact.

And the Tianjiao who fell halfway is no longer the real Tianjiao!

Under the peak, everyone thought about it, and on the peak, Wang Cheng picked up Ye Sheng, who didn't know life or death, and sighed.

Then, he looked in the direction where Lu Zhong disappeared for a moment, and then without saying a word, he flew away with Ye Sheng in the clouds.

It wasn't until Wang Cheng's figure completely disappeared, and among the people who lost their voice at the foot of the mountain, did one person find his voice first: "Lu Zhong, it's really terrifying!" He...... Is he really fifty-one? I don't believe it! Fifty-one is not his true rank! ”

The man's tone was horrified and trance-like, but his voice was soft, so light that only he could hear it.

But his voice just broke the silence of everyone, and the next moment, the crowd ushered in a big explosion of all kinds of terrifying sounds.

The buzzing of discussion is like a surge, like a tsunami, and like people's mood at the moment.