Rumble!!!

In the purple glow, there was a thunderous rage, directly shattering the eight heavenly soldiers.

The nun stood in the center of the thirty condensed purple thunderbolts around her, like a king who controlled heaven and earth.

The touch of fire and thunder continued to erupt into a piercing roar, but the temperature of the void continued to rise below it, forcing the woman to end the battle as soon as possible.

Seeing that Zhang Qing's side was condensed with eight flame heavenly soldiers, the woman's eyes also shrank slightly, but they soon turned into a sneer.

Thirty-two purple thunderbolts, in front of everyone, also turned into thirty-two giants of more than one foot tall, each holding a double blade, on which the thunder shone, looking extremely extraordinary.

"Formation, Ying Lei Tianluo!" In the woman's cold cheer, thirty-two thunder heavenly soldiers surrounded Zhang Qing in the middle, and their two blades staggered towards Zhang Qing.

The seemingly chaotic thirty-two heavenly soldiers, the closer they got to Zhang Qing, the more extraordinary they became, and the thunder was like a chain on top of the sixty-four sharp blades, and at the same time shrouded towards Zhang Qing.

When the thunder net touched him, he felt that all the mana in his body burned wildly as if it was on fire, and all the burning mana became the energy of the thunder net...

Dead blood appeared on his body, Zhang Qing became extremely irritable at this moment, his hands covered with flames grabbed two sharp blades that were slashing towards him, and the blazing flames in his eyes boiled.

Click~!

Everyone could hear that the blades of those Thunder Heavenly Soldiers were breaking, and at the same time, there was also a thunder net that could not be held on to because of Zhang Qing's terrifying power.

The sound of the stabbing made many of the Zhuji monks hundreds of meters away retreat in horror again, because the purple thunder scattered in the surrounding void under the power of the Flame Heavenly General, and even other battlefields were affected.

The tall Zhang Qing looked at the purple-pupiled nun condescendingly, and the mania in his heart made him want to burn the other party to ashes and then burn it repeatedly.

"Die!"

The female cultivator looked coldly at Zhang Qing, who was approaching, pinched the trick in front of her chest with one hand, and in an instant, two jade fingers held an illusory purple talisman.

"Destroy the immortal thunder, brilliant heavenly might."

Thundered! The sky above his head suddenly dimmed, and a purple thunderbolt roared down from the depths of the void, and the thunder that instantly devoured all the spiritual energy within a kilometer around him, no one would doubt its strength.

But Zhang Qing, who looked up, still just raised his head casually, and raised the flame spear in his hand to stab straight towards the sky.

The tip of the spear seemed to touch the hardest stone in the world, and Zhang Qing's body was paralyzed and unable to move under the power of the thunder, but the purple thunder above his head was also constantly compressed until it became a dazzling light.

Under the light, the power of thunder still failed to shatter the flame spear, this true heavenly weapon, in the hands of the flame general, showed absolute strength.

The spear that leaves the hand can only be regarded as a spell attack, but the spear held by the heavenly soldier will always be an indestructible heavenly soldier.

The flames flooded the light overhead, and the power of the thunder strengthened the power of the flames several times like the best firewood in the flames, and then Zhang Qing smashed towards the purple-pupiled female cultivator with this surging red flame.

The monstrous flames filled the sky in front of them, whether it was the thirty-two Thunder Heavenly Soldiers or the purple-eyed female cultivators in the distance, they were all overwhelmed by the flames.

Zhang Qing put away the spear, and quickly fled forward in this flame, and finally in a purple light, he punched the female cultivator's lower belly.

The defense around the purple-pupiled female cultivator whose mana was chaotic in an instant also broke through, and Zhang Qing's big hand pinched her neck tightly, and her delicate face was flushed with blood.

A pair of beautiful eyes stared at Zhang Qing angrily, "I am a member of the Immortal Ancestral Hall, if you dare to kill me, I will be hunted down to the ends of the earth, not to mention ......"

She looked mockingly at Zhang Junye around and not far away, "You can't escape the ends of the earth." ”

Zhang Qing pinched An Lan's neck with more and more strength, and the anger in her eyes turned into fear little by little.

Regardless of one's origin, one is fearful in the face of death.

"Buy your life, I can buy your life!" Finally, the feeling of suffocation made An Lan roar.

Zhang Qing stretched out his hand down, and soon there was an extra storage ring in his hand, "This is my trophy, it doesn't belong to you." ”

An Lan gritted her teeth and looked into the distance, and roared, "Zhou Suyun! ”

On a battlefield in the distance, a purple-clothed Miaoman nun looked at this side, she seemed to have been paying attention to this place for a long time, and giggled and laughed smartly as more than a dozen Thunder Heavenly Soldiers blocked her opponent.

"This son, how about I buy An Lan's life?"

After speaking, he yelled at the woman in front of him, "Don't delay the old lady to make money!" ”

The purple thunder roared all over the sky, and when it was quiet, she had already appeared not far from Zhang Qing, looking at Zhang Qing with a jealous smile.

A bottle of pill appeared in his hand and threw it directly towards Zhang Qing, "Childe's strength is unparalleled, this bottle of Wuxin Pill can help Childe break through and reach the peak of foundation building faster." ”

Zhang Qing took the pill, and the strength in his hand relaxed.

That Zhou Suyun continued to pull out things from the storage ring, and the next moment there were several more jade bottles in front of him, and in each bottle there was an obviously extraordinary spiritual object suspended in it.

"Ten third-order spiritual materials can help Gongzi cultivate and improve, how about it?"

Ten third-order spiritual materials, this pen saw that the surrounding foundation building monks were breathing heavily, and they couldn't wait to snatch the storage ring in the woman's hand.

Zhang Qingyi threw the woman in his hand over, "She's yours." ”

Who knew that hearing Zhang Qing's words, Zhou Suyun covered his mouth and giggled: "Childe, is this satisfied?" ”

After speaking, a blood-purple Lingzhi appeared in his hand, "This is the blood-quenching Lingzhi produced in my Immortal Ancestral Hall, which cannot be simply described as a third-order, in short, it can make Gongzi's physique go to the next level." ”

"If it is the capital of the child, it is not a problem to have the body of the golden lotus during the foundation building period."

Zhang Qing accepted the Quenching Blood Ganoderma lucidum, the flames on his body had disappeared, and he quietly watched Zhou Suyun continue to take out things from the storage ring.

"Childe doesn't know, behind this woman there is a father at the peak of the Golden Lotus Realm and a mother in the middle stage of the Golden Lotus Cultivation, and her ancestor is a famous Tianmen monk in the Immortal Ancestral Hall."

"So, her life is more expensive than Childe imagined."

Zhang Qing had another jade bottle in his hand, and the azure liquid in it was said to be the branches and leaves of some powerful spiritual plant, which could refine mana, expand the dantian, and change the effect of the spiritual root's qualifications.

In short, the same is more valuable than the same, which makes Zhang Qing have to set his eyes on the ring on Zhou Suyun's hand.