Chapter 74 Taiyi Divine Thunder, the magical power of punch defeat

Author: Use your hair to generate electricity

Chapter 74 Taiyi Divine Thunder, the magical power of punch defeat

Time flies by like a white horse.

Nearly twenty hours have passed.

The wisp of essence energy in Yang Xuanzhen's body, tempered by the unparalleled domineering power of the divine elephant's prison-suppressing power, was like a piece of ten thousand years of ice that finally melted away and condensed into a drop of liquid material the size of a rice grain.

If all this were to be known to ordinary magical cultivators, they would be so shocked that they would be speechless.

After all, it is extremely difficult for monks in the secret realm of supernatural powers to refine the spiritual energy of the fairy world.

Not to mention, Yang Xuanzhen was only a warrior in the physical realm and had not yet set foot in the realm of monks. It was a miracle that he could achieve this step.

This drop of liquid substance looks like an elixir, but it is purer and more noble than any elixir.

This is like a beggar and an emperor, they are both human beings, but they are very different.

"This is an extraordinary thing. It should help me awaken the ancient giant elephant particles."

With a thought, Yang Xuanzhen controlled this drop of liquid substance and injected it into the seventh giant elephant particle along the path of the exercise.

In an instant, the embryo of the giant elephant, which had been dry for a long time, seemed to encounter sweet rain and dew, and immediately absorbed it crazily until it was completely devoured.

Click!

Finally, a soft cry came from Yang Xuanzhen's body, and a Warcraft Overlord from the ancient times awakened!

Suddenly, a tyrannical force surged into Yang Xuanzhen's limbs and bones, changing every inch of his flesh and bones, and even everything.

At this moment, Yang Xuanzhen possessed the power of seven ancient giant elephants in his body, and his strength increased again.

"It takes dozens of hours of hard work to refine just a fraction of the essence energy. It's really difficult. It will take years and months to refine all ninety strands."

Yang Xuanzhen thought to himself, and did not continue to practice. Instead, he tidied himself up with talismans, changed his clothes, and went straight to the courtyard.

It was almost time, and the assessment for the outer door to enter the inner door was about to begin. He needed to rush to the transfer hall immediately.

Outside, the morning dawned, and the golden sunshine poured over the entire city of disaster. It was peaceful and quiet. It also fell on Yang Xuanzhen's tall and straight body, making him look like the son of the sun.

Crunch.

When the courtyard door opened, his eyes suddenly froze, and the smile on his face disappeared and became expressionless.

Because what caught his eye was Xiang Jiuzhen, whose head was wrenched off by Yang Xuanzhen two days ago on the 98th floor of the Immortal Climbing Tower.

And beside him, there was a strange man standing.

This strange man was wearing a long robe, with a straight back and deep eyes.

There was a faint flash of thunder in his pupils, and he was watching Yang Xuanzhen quietly, as if he wanted to see through him.

Those who come are not good.

In an instant, Yang Xuanzhen made a judgment.

"Yang Xuanzhen, do you know me?" At this time, Xiang Jiuzhen spoke slowly, her words were very soft, but there was a trace of imperceptible gloom.

Yang Xuanzhen glanced at Xiang Jiuzhen and said lightly: "I don't know him."

The questions and answers were simple and clear, but Xiang Jiuzhen's lips pursed tightly.

You don’t know me, but you flipped my skull over and twisted my head off to play with a ball?

Of all the people who were defeated by Yang Xuanzhen in the Immortal Tower, the one who died the most miserably was Xiang Jiuzhen.

That's all.

What bothered Xiang Jiuzhen the most was that his opponent in the inner sect actually used a recording stone to record everything that happened on the viewing monument.

He also disseminated the picture so that people could watch his tragic appearance over and over again.

This move is clearly humiliating.

Xiang Jiuzhen was narrow-minded and naturally hated Yang Xuanzhen.

"It's okay if you don't know me. Senior Brother Song Weiyi wants to see you and ask you some questions. Come with me."

Xiang Jiuzhen spoke again, although his tone was calm, it was full of unquestionable meaning.

"Haha..." Yang Xuanzhen couldn't help but shake his head.

Song Weiyi wanted to ask him about something, so what did it have to do with him?

Moreover, he had a vague suspicion that this matter was closely related to the two fellow disciples who were killed by him in the underground world.

Although Yang Xuanzhen didn't know which link had gone wrong, he could not accept the other party's cross-examination in this situation.

It should be noted that Song Weiyi is an eternal little giant in the realm of Jindan. He has dozens of magical powers. He may not have a method similar to a mirror to make people tell the truth.

If so, wouldn't it expose the evidence of murdering his fellow disciples?

"I have something important to do, so I won't accompany you." Yang Xuanzhen said nothing, closed the courtyard door, turned around and wanted to leave.

But as soon as he took two steps, he was stopped by someone.

The person who stopped him was the strange man who had never spoken. At this moment, he was staring at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and the corner of his mouth was slightly raised:

"Junior Brother Yang, on behalf of my brother Zhang Zhengyi, I have been specially ordered by Senior Brother Song Weiyi to ask you to go and talk about a small matter. I will let you go afterwards, so you don't have to worry."

At this point, he suddenly changed the topic and said: "Brother, I will only say this once. I hope you will cooperate obediently. If you persist in your stubbornness, don't blame me for using unnecessary means and hurting the friendship between the same disciples.

"

This is already a naked threat.

Yang Xuanzhen's eyes narrowed and his tone became colder, "Oh? In that case, I would like to see how you are going to use unnecessary means."

Although the other party is a monk in the secret realm of supernatural powers, it is not enough to make him afraid.

If an inner sect disciple with the first level of magical power and the magic realm were in the outside world, he would probably be beaten to death by him.

The true disciple behind it, Song Weiyi, is worthy of Yang Xuanzhen's attention.

According to the sect rules, the true disciples of the Taiyi Sect have the power of life and death over the disciples in the physical realm. In other words, among the disciples in the physical realm, Song Weiyi can kill whoever he wants, and even the top leaders of the sect cannot hold him accountable.

Of course, this is only for ordinary disciples in the physical realm. Geniuses like Yang Xuanzhen have definitely entered the middle level of the sect and even the eyes of some high-level officials.

Otherwise, these two people would not be waiting here today, and they would threaten him with words.

Wouldn't it be easier to just take him back to see Song Weiyi?

"How brave!" After hearing Yang Xuanzhen's words, before Zhang Zhengyi could get angry, Xiang Jiuzhen was already extremely angry and laughed, saying word by word:

"Yang Xuanzhen, don't think that just because you were lucky enough to break into the top ten of the Climbing Immortal Tower, you can ignore the sect's iron laws and violate the orders of true disciples."

"If you don't come with me today and explain clearly how you killed your fellow disciples and how you destroyed the bodies and wiped out the traces, I can guarantee that you will be unable to eat anything."

While speaking, Xiang Jiuzhen also winked at Zhang Zhengyi beside him, apparently signaling the other party to suppress and capture Yang Xuanzhen.

But at this moment, Yang Xuanzhen suddenly shouted: "Go away, if you dare to stop me again, you will be killed without mercy!"

This sound was like thunder falling from the sky, shaking the void for dozens of miles around. The terrifying power contained in it made even Zhang Zhengyi change his color.

"What happened? The sky fell?"

"Could it be that a powerful enemy has invaded our Taiyi Sect, but in this big Xuanhuang world, who dares to break into our Taiyi Sect without permission?"

"Look in that direction. It's Senior Brother Yang who is confronting someone. It's actually Senior Brother Xiang Jiuzhen, hiss! Senior Brother Zhang Zhengyi is also there!"

"I heard that Senior Brother Zhang has cultivated the Secret Realm of Supernatural Powers not long ago. How can he conflict with Senior Brother Yang? Senior Brother Yang is only in the physical realm. I'm afraid he can't resist Senior Brother Zhang, and Senior Brother Yang is in danger!"

In an instant, many disciples felt a stinging pain in their eardrums and rushed out of the house to investigate. Suddenly, their scalps were numb with shock at the scene that happened in front of them.

Senior Brother Yang is actually confronting Senior Brother Zhang. The physical secret realm versus the magical secret realm is simply crazy.

At this moment, Xiang Jiuzhen, who was in the field, felt dizzy and almost fainted. She quickly used all her strength and finally managed to stabilize her body.

Boom!

But the next moment, the shocking force that erupted from Yang Xuanzhen's body became more violent and overbearing. It was like a tsunami erupting or a mountain collapsing. It smashed into Xiang Jiuzhen and Zhang Zhengyi, trying to crush them into pieces.

Xiang Jiuzhen felt that Yang Xuanzhen's figure suddenly increased countless times, like a majestic mountain, while he himself became extremely small, like an earthworm.

What was even more frightening was that the towering mountain ahead was pushing forward with boundless power. Xiang Jiuzhen couldn't bear it at all. He vomited blood and fell backwards, falling to the ground.

"stop!"

Seeing Yang Xuanzhen's sudden outburst, Zhang Zhengyi was shocked and hurriedly used his magical power. He raised his palms and condensed a brilliant glow.

Crackling!

It was actually a thundercloud. As soon as it appeared, it stirred up and down, completely distorting and boiling the surrounding void. The land with a radius of two hundred feet was completely transformed into a field of thunder.

In the field, there are densely packed electric snakes swimming around, like thousands of gods and demons dancing wildly. Each one contains unparalleled power. If they were all shot out, a small mountain would be destroyed.

The next moment, in the sky above everyone's heads, countless electric snakes gathered together in one place, turning into a bolt of lightning that was as thick as three large water tanks and more than a hundred feet long, and struck Yang Xuanzhen in the air.

"Taiyi God Thunderbolt?"

Yang Xuanzhen's eyes sparkled, revealing a solemn meaning.
To be continued...