The epileptic Taoist Feng Zilei shook his messy hair in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Haha, Feng didn't know that Xiao Haifeng is the brother of fellow Taoist Yuwen. Feng apologizes to you." After his words came out, everyone was shocked.
I was amused by him.
Mingyun touched his beard and smiled: "Haha, fellow Taoist Yuwen, your brother is very powerful. Little brother, don't be angry, this little thing is for you." He took out a finger-thick black icicle.
, there are three blue needles condensed inside.
Haifeng had an accident. When he saw Mingyun taking out a gift, he felt embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, I'm rude."
Haifeng took the black icicle, looked at the blue sharp needle inside, and smiled happily: "This is the bone-penetrating black light, Haifeng can use it."
Ming Yun smiled and said: "Yes, this is the spiritual weapon I got when I first debuted. I have never used it. Later I found out that it is a magic weapon used by the spirit body. I gave it to you."
Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a smile: "Okay, let's talk about it later. It's strange why the thunder of the tower hasn't been struck yet. It makes people anxious to wait."
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao said: "The devil hasn't come out yet, but he is coming soon. This blow will probably be very powerful. Look at the halo in the sky, it is still gathering strength... I didn't expect that after a million years, this tower-suppressing divine thunder would actually
It was cultivated by future generations until it can be retracted and released freely."
Ding Xiangyang shouted: "Here it comes! Come out!"
The surrounding monks also let out a low exclamation. The crypt shook violently, and a terrifying roar suddenly sounded. Following this roar, countless monsters wrapped in black smoke flew out from the crypt again.
, shot up into the sky like a fountain, and then rolled in all directions. The blood evil in the sky rolled even more fiercely.
Yuwen Zhouyuan clearly felt a terrifying pressure, and the weaker monks began to become timid. Wen Sheng Lu Xiaoyao said: "Everyone remember my words, don't show off."
Someone ordered all the outer monks to form a huge halo of flying swords to defend against the flying monsters.
In an instant, those monsters hit the wall of light formed by the flying swords.
Yuwen Zhouyuan did not add his own flying sword to the mix because everyone's swordsmanship was too different from his, making it difficult to keep consistent. He knew that his Demon-Destroying God Thunder was extremely lethal to these monsters, so he simply flew to a high altitude.
The sky is waiting.
There are endless monsters flying out of the cave, but they don't fly high into the sky. Instead, they spread low along the ruins. The entire ruins seem to be stained with a thick layer of ink, and they appear against the backdrop of the bloody evil in the sky.
Even more eerie.
Yu Wen Zhouyuan surrounded himself with the thick Tu Zai De Sword Mist and stared at the exit of the cave. He wanted to see what the Demon Head, Skeleton and Demon Soul Ancestor looked like.
After a while, a large group of monsters surrounded the crypt, jumping up and down on the edge of the crypt, as if they were welcoming something.
A human figure wrapped in a thick dark red mist slowly rose up from the crypt, and the surrounding shadow of the tower's divine thunder began to glow rapidly. Suddenly someone shouted: "He is not a devil! He is not a devil!"
The thick fog receded to the man's feet, and the man was clearly revealed. Yuwen Zhouyuan took a look and realized that he knew him. He was a disciple of Zhenwu Palace in Liuyun Peak, Ming Lingzi, who had a grudge against him. His face was full of resentment.
He looked around.
Someone from the sky shouted: "Obstacle! Why did you release the devil!"
Ming Lingzi said fiercely: "Useless disciples, incompetent elders, why should I follow you? Listen! The ancestor ordered you to retreat quickly, otherwise I will kill all you ignorant things and train you all.
Become a demon! Hehe, look at this..." A skull demon wand appeared in his hand.
The monks in the Liuyun Peak Zhenwu Palace are very anxious now. The Tower-Suppressing Divine Thunder has been preparing for a long time, and its power will gradually weaken if it continues like this. Now they all understand that with the traitor Ming Lingzi here, the devil must know the Tower-Suppressing Thunder very well.
The power of the divine thunder was so powerful that he refused to be born immediately.
The people in Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace were extremely nervous. They heard the left front wheel shouting sharply: "Ming Lingzi! How dare you be so arrogant, Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace will never let you go!"
Ming Lingzi's body trembled slightly, and he immediately straightened his back, a red light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted angrily: "I will never let you go, surrender! Otherwise, I will kill you all!"
The people of Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace were really in a dilemma. If they released the Tower-Zhenling Divine Thunder now, they would definitely not have time to release it a second time when the ancestor was born. The situation was frozen for a moment.
Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly laughed loudly: "Haha! Ming Lingzi! I'm here, you useless thing, haha, if you have the ability, come here and give it a try. I think you'd better die, you just want to live in this world
It will be embarrassing, haha!”
Yuwen Zhouyuan had already seen the mystery, so he deliberately opened his mouth to stimulate Ming Lingzi. Only Yuwen Zhouyuan could get rid of him.
When the people in Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace heard Yuwen Zhouyuan speak, they felt relieved. At this time, someone must come out to break the deadlock, otherwise it would be difficult.
After Ming Lingzi heard Yuwen Zhouyuan's words, he almost didn't go crazy. The tone of his roar changed: "I'm going to kill you...I'm going to kill you!" He was so stimulated by Yuwen Zhouyuan that he became confused and ignored it.
He rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan with all his strength, and the Skeleton Demonic Soul Wand in his hand spurted out large groups of black evil spirits.
Yuwen Zhouyuan was hanging in the air, looking coldly at Ming Lingzi, who was rushing towards him. He pinched the spirit secret in his hand, which was a four-layered Qiankun jade rotating finger. He could now retract and release it freely.
Yuwen Zhouyuan raised his hand to play a four-layer superposition. This was the first time he played a four-layer superposition with the residual demon needle. This was instructed by Elder Xu of the Illusion Sect and was originally used to deal with the ancestor of the skeleton demon soul.
The technique has now been tried by Ming Lingzi.
A bright rainbow still flew out, but the difference was that there were countless golden starlights scattered inside and outside the rainbow, which were the starlights of the Demonic Needle.
Ming Lingzi believed that Yuwen Zhouyuan could not defeat him this time, because the skeleton magic soul staff in his hand had been transformed into a demon head. The monk's flying sword could not stop the demon head.
No matter how high your cultivation level is, you will be completely lost and then be swayed by the devil. He viciously wants Yuwen Zhouyuan to become a sacrifice for the magic wand.
The black evil spirit shot out by the skeleton magic wand was extremely poisonous, mixed with blood-colored demonic shadows, but Ming Lingzi's luck was really bad. The demon-destroying divine thunder fired by Yuwen Zhouyuan happened to be his nemesis, and the bright rainbow destroyed everything.
He broke through the black evil spirit like a thunderbolt and rushed towards Ming Lingzi.
This guy was very wary of Yu Wen Zhouyuan. Seeing that Hei Sha couldn't block the attack, he threw the skeleton demonic wand in his hand and fell rapidly down at the same time.
The Skeleton Demon Soul Wand turned into a blood-red demon head as soon as it was released, but before it had time to change, it hit the Demon Slayer God's Thunder. He was betrayed by Ming Lingzi.
The four layers of superimposed demon-destroying thunder were so powerful that even Yuwen Zhouyuan did not expect that the moment the rainbow touched the demon head, it would penetrate into his body silently. The bloody demon head was actually a skeleton demon soul wand, and also a skeleton demon.
The soul ancestor's other soul, Divine Thunder, penetrated into his body. He let out a crazy scream and struggled to escape.
Yuwen Zhouyuan shouted: "Demon-Destroying God Thunder, explode!" The Demon-Destroying God Thunder suddenly flashed and exploded.
The power of the explosion of the Demon-Destroying God Thunder was like countless sky thunders exploding at the same time. In a series of deafening roars, the demon head was blown to pieces. The skeleton demon soul staff suddenly broke into countless small pieces and fell down with sparks.
It was like a rain of sparks.
This magic weapon was indirectly destroyed in Ming Lingzi's hands. He didn't have time to play his role as a demon, and was directly used as a shield by Ming Lingzi.
Once the demon head of the Skeleton Demon Soul Wand was destroyed, the main demon in the crypt, the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor, was also affected.
The ancestor of the Skeleton Demon Soul was very aware of what was happening outside. He originally planned to let Ming Lingzi induce the tower-suppressing divine thunder. Unexpectedly, this guy left without permission and had the Skeleton Demon Soul Staff destroyed, preventing him from being born yet.
I was traumatized.
Now the Skeleton Demon Soul Ancestor could no longer hold his breath, and roared to come out.
The edge of the crypt was turned up in large pieces. Amidst the rumbling tremors, a stream of green and black slime poured out of the crypt. Slowly, a human figure slowly stood up from the slime. He looked up at the sky.
The blood demon flying above his head let out a terrifying evil laugh.
All the monks, including masters like Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao, felt goosebumps all over their bodies. The sound was so unpleasant. "The tower is thundering... the sky is thundering!"
Eight rays of colorful light shot from eight directions to the ring shadow hanging in the air. The shining white light was so intense that everyone was stung and closed their eyes. A huge unparalleled momentum swept over, even Yuwen Zhouyuan was like this
All the cultivation masters were unable to resist and were pushed back by the momentum.
The dull thunder was mixed with bursts of roars, shaking the earth and changing the situation.
No one thought that the eight-ring interlocking tower thunder would be so powerful. Even the monks at Liuyunfeng Zhenwu Palace did not expect that the most they usually practiced was five-ring interlocking, and they had never tried the eight-ring interlocking one.
Zhenta Tianlei.
Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly felt a lightness on his body, and heard Ding Xiangyang shout: "The power that imprisoned the Gobi Desert has dissipated!"
Yuwen Zhouyuan looked around and found that many monks with poor cultivation skills had fallen to the ground, looking very embarrassed. Under the bombardment of the tower thunder, the entire ruins were filled with smoke and dust, and the center area was more like a volcanic eruption.
Pillars of smoke rose into the sky.
Yuwen Zhouyuan exclaimed in his heart: "I didn't expect the tower-zhen thunder to be so powerful. What I encountered last time was just superficial! It seems that I have to be more careful when traveling around the world in the future. Be careful and you won't make any big mistakes!"
Ding Xiangyang's face was pale. His skills were weak and his endurance was poor. He asked uneasily: "Senior Yuwen, has the devil been destroyed?"
The epileptic Taoist Feng Zilei said loudly: "It's definitely over. Who can stop such a powerful thunder?"
Literary Saint Lu Xiaoyao stared at the smoke and said calmly: "Not necessarily, the devil's magical power is extraordinary."
The smoke gradually dissipated, and the monsters wrapped in the black mist were almost killed by the tower-suppressing thunder. The ruins were covered with broken bones and rotten flesh, and black blood flowed across the low-lying areas.