Chapter nine hundred and eleventh thunder
The cold wind blew, lifting Ouyang Ming's white clothes.
His eyes condensed, and a long spear pierced out in the air, first piercing out a stone cone, piercing the fur of the one-horned rhino, and then piercing its heart. The spiritual power burst violently in its heart, but in an instant, the heart of the ferocious beast, and even its internal organs, instantly turned into powder.
In the stone cone, the evil light in the eyes of the one-horned rhino disappeared without a single sound.
These stone cones also fell from the rhino. Ouyang Ming chuckled, and a short knife slid out of his sleeve, piercing the rhino's head directly, taking out a blood sperm, and a burst of fragrance echoed.
"The blood smells so smelly, but the blood crystal smells so good. The ferocious beasts in the forest are really contradictory." He shook his head and put the blood crystal into the space bag.
Dahuang walked out, shook her tail, her eyes rolled, and said with a smile: "Xiao Mingzi, you can go back now, I'm tired of being stunned."
The multi-armed Vajra followed quietly behind him, and also raised his ears, waiting for Ouyang Ming's answer.
Ouyang Ming laughed in surprise and said in a deep voice: "After a walk, the blood essence of the peak beast is more and more good, and one of the peak beasts on the periphery has been slaughtered, and there is another one!" Now Ouyang Ming's eyes are already very tricky, and he doesn't even look down on the peak blood crystal and the high-level mutant blood crystal. If the casual cultivators in Huixun City know this, they may even have the intention to cook and eat him. Before putting them in the pot, they have to ask, "You have such a high vision, aren't you afraid of thunder?
However, Ouyang Ming, who has a thunder-resistant suit, really has no fear of the disaster of the thunder-torn disaster.
One man and two beasts are leisurely and leisurely, like walking in the garden.
Just like this dangerous and inexplicable death forest, it is its own back garden.
Ten days later, Ouyang Ming and others finally walked out of the forest of death with a full load of harvest.
Spring is coming, everything is revived, the sky is blue and the grass is green.
There are green buds everywhere, the breeze blows, and the grass bent down.
Ouyang Ming took a deep breath of air, looked comfortable, his fingers swept past the water hanging monument, and the wet and cold feeling suddenly surged into his fingertips. He chuckled and walked towards the skywai Pavilion.
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Donglincheng, the Teng family's ancestral home is located in a superior location and covers a full range of ten miles.
Among them, there are many lofts, especially when surrounded by fog, the lofts appear and the fog floats, as beautiful as a fairyland. If you look closely, you can see that in some extremely hidden corners, there are actually some white powder, which are crushed into powder spirit stones, which makes the spiritual energy in the Teng family's ancestral home abundant to an indescribable level.
And behind this villa, the ice on the small lake had completely melted, and the little lotus had just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly had already stood on its head.
There is a loft by the lake. The loft seems ordinary, but it is rarely accessible to the entire Teng family.
A circle of red candles was lit in the attic, and a wisp of black smoke emerged from the candle's heart, and it dissipated instantly as soon as it touched the roof.
In the middle of this pavilion, a black pillar raised the attic, and the black dragon above the pillar was still closed.
From top to bottom, many soul lamps were lit. The flames were not dimly colored, but green, just like the ghost fire burning in the cemetery. On the top of this pillar, there were two soul lamps that were extremely bright, which was much brighter than all the soul lamps combined. This was the soul lamp of the two peak spirits of the Wenteng family in Tengdong, Tengxing.
Suddenly, the lead clouds outside the house were low and the electricity was gone.
The clear sky suddenly darkened, a storm was about to come.
The old man who was napping in front of the door opened his eyes and whispered: "Strange, it was clear before, why did the sky change at once?" He shook his head and continued to take a nap.
Not long after, the bean-beaten raindrops fell from the sky, forming a curtain of rain between the sky and the earth.
The world is dark, and countless towers are in the mist and rain.
The heavy rain seemed to be without interruption, dense and urgent, which made the old man sitting cross-legged in front of the door feel upset and had a vague premonition.
At this moment, a cold wind blew, making the old man in black robe cold all over, as if he had fallen into an ice cave. When the cold wind blew, the soul lamp at the top of the pillar suddenly went out, and the room suddenly became dark, because this soul lamp was from Tengdong.
The old man in black robe only felt dizzy, and the whole world was left with only black and white.
He had no strength on his body, his body softened, and he collapsed to the ground. After a while, his face turned bitter, and he said to himself: "How could something happen to the peak cultivation of the head of the family spirit master? This is impossible, this is impossible?" He was as crazy as a demon, and kept speaking, unwilling to believe that the Teng family was extremely domineering in Donglin City, otherwise he would not have sneaked into the Xue family just for a mirror of concern, making the Xue family almost exterminate the clan.
Once the news of Teng Donglin's death came out, it is conceivable what will happen to the Teng family.
A big tree attracts wind, and a tree falls even more wind, especially this kind of aristocratic family that has mastered many resources.
Many people are watching in secret, and once they have the chance, they will definitely come and take a bite.
After a cup of tea, Tengyuan's eyes regained a little more spirit.
He knew in his heart that he could not be confused now, and it would be over once chaos. What needs to be done now is to suppress the news, then find Tengxingwen and ask him to take charge of the overall situation. He closed the attic door and braved the heavy rain to come to an elegant courtyard.
When he walked into it, he knocked heavily on the door, quickly and urgently: "Is Elder Hanyi here?" Teng Hanyi is the elder of the Teng family's cabinet. He has a high-level spiritual master, is cautious in his work and meticulous in his work. He has a very good reputation among all the elders of the cabinet.
Soon, the door creaked open.
Teng Hanyi had obviously just stepped out of the quiet and retreated from the tranquility. When he saw his appearance, his face changed drastically and he pulled Teng Yuan in.
After dispersing his spiritual power, he carefully looked around, and saw that everything was nothing strange, he lowered his voice and asked, "Old Yuan, what's going on?"
Tengyuan's face turned pale and his voice was hoarse and dry: "Just just now, the soul lamp of the head of the family went out!"
"What?" Hanyi felt a thunderous sound in his mind, and it exploded, and he staggered and sat on the chair.
Tengyuan held him up and whispered: "Gei Master, now it is time for the Teng family to survive and die, you have to hold on!"
Teng Hanyi adjusted his energy and forced himself to calm his mind. He stood up and asked in a muffled voice: "How many people know about this news now?" While speaking, his fingers knocked on the back of the chair regularly, and murderous intent was hidden in his eyes.
"Only you and me?" Teng Yuan answered immediately without thinking. After seeing Teng Hanyi, he seemed to have found his backbone again.
"Hmm?" Teng Hanyi pondered for a moment and whispered: "Let's go, take me to see."
In the attic, the soul lamp wick explodes from time to time, making a sizzling sound.
Teng Hanyi thought for a moment and said in a deep voice: "This news must not be spread. Send a reliable person to inquire about the news first, understand the cause and effect of the matter clearly, and at the same time, you must find Brother Xingwen back to take charge of the overall situation." There was another sentence he did not say. There was no peak master of Spirit Master in the clan, and he was always uneasy.
Tengyuan nodded, and the two of them had the same idea.
But now, the question is again, who has to be reliable to find so that the news will not be spread.
The room suddenly became quiet, and both of them were stunned at the soul lamp.
Outside the window was a rain curtain covering the sky, which was getting heavier and heavier, without any intention of slowing down. It seemed that I wanted to clean up the dirt in this world, and the room was full of green flames, with a chill.
Suddenly, a thunderclap hit the hearts of the two of them heavily, and at this moment, another soul lamp at the top of the pillar was also extinguished!
This scene fell into the eyes of the two people as if the sky had collapsed. If there was a peak spirit man left, the Teng family only needed to shrink their sphere of influence and let some of the land shops out. If the food they had eaten in over the years was spit out, they would have a chance to survive this disaster. But if both spirit man fell, as long as the news came out, the Teng family would definitely be destroyed.
After all, the Teng family has offended too many people over the years. Xue Yan alone can kill the Teng family and abandon their armor.
Not to mention the other cultivators who are eyeing each other...
Both of them were stunned for a long time, and there was no thought in their minds.
After recovering from the consciousness, the two looked at each other, and there was only one thought left in their minds, that is, the Teng family is finished, it is completely finished.
Tengyuan's face looked bitter, his voice was like two cracked copper pieces colliding together, and it rang out slowly: "Elder Hanyi, what should I do now... now? If the Teng family's thousand-year foundation is defeated in our hands, we will be the sinners of the Teng family!"
Teng Hanyi was also completely panicked. What good idea could he think of?
The fall of the Teng family and a spiritual person at the peak of the spirit man was tantamount to pushing the entire Teng family into the abyss.
The heavy rain was magnificent and the thunder exploded, covering the entire Donglin City.
The two of them felt cold all over and there was no temperature at all on their bodies. They looked out the window and sat wither all night.
The next day, the heavy rain stopped, the sky was clear, the wind was smooth, and the sun was particularly charming, but Tenghanyi was like an eggplant hit by frost in autumn, and was sluggish.
Tengyuan and Teng Hanyi looked at each other and saw the bitterness in their eyes.
He exhaled a cold breath, Tengyuan sighed and said, "This time, maybe it was my Teng family who did something wrong. If it weren't for the secret attack on the Xue family and launching a war to exterminate the clan, he wouldn't have come to this situation." He felt extremely regretful and said in his heart, why didn't he persuade the head of the family at the beginning?
Teng Hanyi waved his hand: "It's too late to say this now, let's think about how to deal with it!"
The two discussed in the secret room for half a day and finally decided that first, they had to hide the news of the peak of the Teng family's two spiritual masters. As for how long they could be concealed, they had to leave it to fate.
At the same time, take advantage of this time to send away talented disciples in the family, draw valuable belts and space bags, and would rather destroy them than be cheaper than others. As for the Teng family's external divisions, as well as the elderly, weak, women and children, they are used to attract attention. This is what a hero cuts his arm. After the Xue family vents their anger, they won't chase them so quickly, right?
After the decision, the two of them continued to implement the measures of thunder.
Chapter completed!