Chapter 828: Upholding justice? (Please subscribe!!)

Judging from the spiritual pressure, the few True Lords who suddenly appeared are extremely powerful.

It’s already possible to influence the entire battle situation!

Especially the spiritual pressure that far exceeds that of others. According to Liu Yu's judgment, his cultivation level may reach the peak of Nascent Soul.

This one person alone may be worthy of all the true monarchs on the Xuanbing Palace side, including Nangong Tian and Nangong Yue!

The powerful spiritual pressure suddenly enveloped the entire battlefield. Affected by this, the monks on both sides could not help but slow down their fight.

The intensity of the war suddenly dropped by less than half.

This is the intimidating power of high-level monks!

"stop!"

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

The source of several streams of spiritual pressure was still far away in the horizon at this moment, but a sharp and domineering voice had already sounded in the field.

It spread throughout hundreds of miles and appeared clearly in the ears of all the monks.

A strong person can speak softly and deeply into people's hearts.

The weak shout at the top of their lungs, but no one listens.

As soon as this voice appeared, the true kings on both sides of the war stopped their movements in unison.

Although their spiritual sense is far less sharp than Liu Yu's.

But based on the spiritual pressure, it can also be concluded that the strength of the visitor is extremely astonishing.

Liu Yu retreated into the formation, and together with Mo Mei, Huang Mei and Zi Hong, they looked towards the horizon with solemn expressions.

"Whoosh~"

After a few breaths, accompanied by a strong sound of breaking through the sky, four streams of light appeared in everyone's sight.

Those are the Nascent Soul monks of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance. Even the early true kings are destined to be famous far and wide.

The monk in the four escaping lights was quickly recognized by everyone.

"Jing Lei Zhenjun!"

Looking at the golden escaping light headed by him, the yellow-browed pupils beside him shrank, and he spoke in a low voice.

When she saw those rays of light, especially the golden one headed by them, a touch of excitement appeared on Mo Mei's face.

It was as if I could see the dawn of victory.

"Thunder?"

Hearing this, Liu Yu's expression changed, and the information about "Jing Lei Zhenjun" came to his mind instantly.

According to the information, this True Lord Jinglei is a monk from the Tianlei Temple with a well-established background.

He possesses thunder-attribute supernatural spiritual roots, and also possesses related spiritual bodies, which is very suitable for the fundamental skills of Tianlei Temple, so he has been trained with emphasis since he was a child.

Under the age of sixty, this person has condensed the golden elixir, and the elixir has reached the ninth level!

Less than two hundred years old, he cultivated to the realm of Yuanying. At this time, he was already at the peak level of Yuanying.

And because he possesses a thunder-attribute spirit body and practices top-level thunder-attribute skills, there is never a shortage of various top-level immortal cultivation resources.

Its combat power can always sweep through the same level.

As far as Liu Yu knew, "True Lord Jing Lei" not only had reached Nascent Soul perfection, he could also control the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Although they are all great monks, this person is by no means comparable to Nangong Tian and others. He is a veritable "peak true king".

It is only one step away from becoming a god!

"With Jing Lei's strength, even just one person is enough to sweep away all the monks present."

"This kind of strength is completely enough to forcefully interrupt this war."

Recalling the relevant information, Liu Yu flashed this idea and narrowed his eyes to look at this person carefully.

"Crack~"

"Whoosh~"

The golden light flew away, and golden thunder flashed around it.

Inside was a young monk who looked about eighteen years old and had a sharp edge.

This man was wearing a blue robe, with exquisite golden thunder patterns embroidered on the front and back of the robe.

At first glance, it gives people a domineering and sharp feeling.

It was as if a golden thunder descended from the sky and was about to wipe out all the evil spirits in the world!

According to the known information, Liu Yu knew that this was not an ordinary thunder, but the famous "Evil-Warding Divine Thunder".

Not only is its power extremely amazing, it is also very capable of restraining demonic energy, ghostly energy and other yin energy, making it a nightmare for countless demonic and ghostly cultivators.

"Whoosh~"

Sooner or later, in just a few breaths, the four true monarchs headed by "Jinglei" arrived in front of the Seven-Star Divine Fire Formation.

"The human-monster war has just ended."

"A war of this magnitude has killed countless low-level monks, shaken the foundation of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, and weakened the overall strength of the human race. It must not happen easily!"

"I am ordered by the Alliance to stop this war!"

With a flash of golden thunder, Thunder Lord, wearing a thunder pattern robe, appeared in the eyes of all the monks.

He glanced at the countless low-level monks, then looked at the true monarchs on both sides, and then said without any doubt.

After the words fell, Mo Mei responded immediately:

"This sect is fighting out of helplessness. I believe fellow Taoist Jinglei will uphold justice."

"Listen to my order, all Alchemy Sect monks should stop immediately!"

Seeing Jing Lei Zhenjun appear on behalf of the Seven Kingdoms Alliance, this woman was very cooperative and immediately ordered all the monks from the Alchemy Sect to stop attacking.

Although her strength is mediocre, as the Nascent Soul cultivator with the highest level of cultivation, Mo Mei’s prestige in the Alchemy Sect is unquestionable.

Not long after the order was conveyed, the magic weapons of the monks from the Alchemy Cauldron Sect within the formation became sparse, until they finally disappeared.

“Bang bang bang”

However, the Xuanbing Palace coalition forces did not dare to stop the offensive without receiving orders from Nangong Tian.

One after another, spells and magical weapons fell on the Seven-Star Divine Fire Array one after another.

"this"

On the other side, Nangong Tian had a troubled expression on his face, with strong reluctance flashing in his eyes.

He knew very well that the war had progressed to this point, which meant that Xuanbing Palace's plan had completely failed.

Unification of Pakistan will become elusive.

Long before the war started, Nangongtian had already established good relations.

If the war goes well, people from the Seven Nations Alliance will never arrive so soon.

Even if it comes, it will never be True Lord Thunder.

So when his consciousness paid attention to the four Jinglei people, his heart sank.

This means that some monks from Tianlei Palace have determined that Xuanbing Palace will fail.

But after preparing for such a long time to launch a war, Xuanbing Palace's various resources have been consumed too much. If we just stop like this, Nangongtian really won't be reconciled!

The impact of the failure of the war will severely damage the confidence of the monks in the sect, and Xuanbing Palace and his prestige will also plummet.

Under the night sky, colorful spiritual lights flashed, and the roar of magic weapons and spells came and went.

But compared to before, it has obviously been reduced a lot.

The Alchemy Sect stopped and True Lord Jing Lei looked at the silent Nangong Tian and all the True Lords in his camp.

One breath, two breaths

In the blink of an eye, ten breaths passed.

Seeing that the other party was still reluctant to speak, Zhenlei Zhenjun's eyes gradually became sharp and dangerous.

A heart-stopping power invisibly pressed towards the Xuanbing Palace, which seemed to be a sign of the upcoming golden thunder.

Standing in the sky, Nangong's sky sinks like water.

After being silent for a long time, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then suddenly opened his eyes and said:

"stop!"

From his tone, one can clearly feel a sense of dejection and strong unwillingness.

But even though he was unwilling to give in in every possible way, the situation was stronger than others. Faced with the "mediation" of Zhenlei Zhenjun, whose strength far exceeded his own, he still had to make a compromise.
To be continued...