That thunder was not Xinhuan's purple thunder, but the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

Although it does not have all the power of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, it is definitely not weak.

Although Lei Zhenzi is said to rely on the elixir to improve, he can't help but be born in the Nine Heavens Thunder, and has Hongmeng Purple Qi in his body, and he is born with a deeper understanding of the laws of the Heavenly Dao than others, this thunder definitely has the strength that a Golden Immortal Realm cultivator should have, not the unstable foundation of Huang Tianhua.

The thunder fell, and Tao Rong, who was about to rush, instantly stiffened in place, still holding a weapon in his hand, making a defensive appearance, but his body had fallen to the ground and could not be lifted, and he looked like he was not alive.

Even the primordial spirit was shattered by the divine thunder, and only a wisp of true spirit was left and slowly went to Qishan.

"Fourth brother. Zhang Jie's eyes widened, stopped Chong Jiang's body, and looked at Tao Rong's fallen body.

"Oh, I didn't expect my thunder to be so powerful. Lei Zhenzi looked at his little hand with a little excitement, and then saw that Zhang Jie stopped his body, looked at the dead Tao Rong, and suddenly said: "You don't have to look at it, I have already sent him to the god list, and next, I will also send you up to be a companion with him." ”

Lei Zhenzi waved the purple electric hammer, and the thunder surged again, and he hit Zhang Jie.

This time, Zhang Jie knew the power of this thunder, so he didn't dare to take it, so he turned around and ran away.

It's a pity that the speed of the thunder can not be compared to him, and it only hit him in the back in an instant.

was also scattered along with the original gods, and only a trace of true spirit was left into the god list, and the body fell in the middle of the army, and was quickly overwhelmed by the fighting soldiers and horses, and disappeared without a trace.

Lei Zhenzi took the purple electric hammer, and no longer made a move, and went back directly to Bo Yikao's side.

And that Wen Zhong and Yang Jian had already flown into the clouds, and not far from Zhao Gongming's battle with the people of the Sect, the two opened the Heavenly Eye again and started a battle that belonged to the Heavenly Eye.

Wen Zhong rode the ink unicorn, Yang Jian drove the clouds, and the divine light between the two of them shot out, scattering the clouds one after another, and they couldn't tell the difference for a while.

"This Heavenly Eye is a bit powerful, but I don't know how much better it is than my Great Dao Eye. Bo Yi Kao watched the two of them fight with each other's heavenly eyes, and couldn't help nodding and muttering.

The Eye of the Great Dao Bo Yi only uses the ability to see through the illusion and the Great Dao Illusion Mirror, and he really hasn't used other abilities, nor has he had the opportunity to use them, so he is really not familiar with the Eye of the Great Dao.

At this moment, when I saw the two of them, I naturally wanted to compare.

Before the battle, there was no need for Bo Yi to take the test, although the twelve great Luo Jin Immortals at the top of the Zhou camp were not as good as the Interception Sect Da Luo, but there were many generals.

In addition, the soldiers of the Zhou battalion were all trained in martial arts, and they were not at all the opponents of Chaoge's soldiers and horses, and Chaoge's side suffered heavy losses, and a large number of soldiers died.

Even the general, that Han Rong was already invincible, and he was almost picked off the horse by Huang Feihu many times, all of which were dangerous and narrowly evaded, this was the gradual exhaustion of physical strength, and the movement gradually slowed down.

In fact, this is because Huang Feihu has never used his dark strength, he has only used his martial arts to fight with him, otherwise Han Rong would have been picked to death a long time ago.

"Han Rong, look at some of your skills, you see that the king of Shang, so mediocre, has lost the hearts of the people, why don't you leave the song of the dynasty and join the Zhou camp, you and I will assist the Lord of Zhou, and we will definitely be able to strengthen Kyushu and the human race." Huang Feihu put the spear in his hand, gave Han Rong a chance to breathe, and persuaded him.

But I saw that Han Rong danced with a big sword, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, I, Han Rongguan, worship the great merchants, and the emperor trusts me, so that I can guard the Bishui Pass, even if I die, I will never sentence the country to surrender." ”

Huang Feihu shook his head and sighed: "Why do you bother, sooner or later, the Shang Dynasty will perish, even if there is no Xiqi, there will be Dong Bohou, Nan Bohou and even the rest of the major princes, this matter cannot be stopped at all." ”

"Hugh has to say more, today, either you will pick me to death and rob me, or I will take the big sword in my hand and behead you, lest you, a traitor, become my enemy again. With a big sword dance, Han Rong had already rushed over on horseback.

"Alas, in that case, then don't blame the Flying Tiger for being ruthless. Seeing that he didn't listen to Han Rong, Huang Feihu shook his head again, and the spear in his hand shook, already using his dark strength.

With just one shot, Han Rong was shocked to lose the big knife in his hand, and after another shot, Han Rong had already fallen off his horse and died on the spot, and his soul was recruited into Qishan by Bo Jian.

"It's a pity that this brave and faithful man can only die here after all. Huang Feihu stared at Han Rong's corpse and sighed again, and then he shot at the surrounding merchants.

And that Han Sheng, who was supposed to sacrifice the ten thousand blade car, was able to compete with Huang Tianxiang, but it was seen that his father was dead, and he was immediately distracted, and was picked by Huang Tianxiang with a shot, and the dark energy suddenly destroyed his internal organs, broke his anger, and fell to the ground and died.

As for Han Bian, he looked at Yue Lei Ming depressedly, making it difficult for the 10,000-bladed car in his hand to block it.

He only felt that Yue Lei Ming was simply a monster, obviously he was only an earth immortal cultivator before, but at this moment, he already had the peak of a heavenly immortal, and he was even constantly climbing, making him gradually invincible.

Not to mention Han Chang, Bo Yi Kao, who was paying attention to the entire battlefield, also looked at Yue Leiming with some surprise, not understanding why his cultivation grew so fast.

"Did Fairy Yi Yao give him any heavenly and earthly treasures?" Bo Yikao asked Yiyao on the side suspiciously, he thought that Yi Yao gave him what kind of heavenly and earthly treasures he gave him when he preached for him.

I didn't think about it, Yi Yao also looked at Yue Leiming with a strange face, and replied: "No, but that Yue Leiming seems to be weird, as for where the fault is, I can't say, anyway, this cultivation is his natural growth, and he has never used external forces such as pills." ”

After listening to Yi Yao's explanation, Bo Yi Kao's face became even more puzzled, and he looked at Na Yue Lei Ming carefully, not thinking that his cultivation had already ascended to the True Immortal Realm at this moment.

But the miraculous thing is that the two realms have been broken in a row, and there is no trace of the meaning of the thunder tribulation, as if it has been forgotten by heaven and earth, and it is ignored.

After all, it stands to reason that although Yue Lei Ming refines the Great Dao Law, he cultivates the Heavenly Dao, and after becoming an immortal, every time he breaks through a realm, there must be a thunder tribulation to temper his body.

The sword in his hand waved wildly, and Han Bian's 10,000-bladed car couldn't parry and was knocked aside.

And in Han Bian's frightened gaze, Yue Leiming's slightly chubby body flew over, and a sword slashed off his head, and blood spilled all over the ground, even staining Yue Leiming's face.

It's just that he didn't care, he only coldly raised his sword and killed the merchant soldiers on the side, like a cold killing god, killing the merchant soldiers one piece, enjoying the bloodthirsty pleasure.

But in fact, he didn't like this feeling of killing very much, but he just looked at the figure of the golden-winged Dapeng bird that covered the sky and the sun on the heavenly dome, and he longed to be strong.

Strong enough to kill the golden-winged bird and avenge the dead in the village.

So, like a killing machine, he harvested one head after another on this battlefield, feeling the killing and practicing his Fa.

Killing, making him strong, but he was already out of the normal cultivation speed, this was a strange thing that he didn't even know about, and no one could explain what was going on.