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Chapter 1112 Zhao Family Conspiracy

The girl in front of him could turn thunder into thunder pills with a single palm. Su Li was sweating profusely as he looked at the thunder pills falling on the ground. Each one contained extremely amazing thunder power.

If this thunder pill is thrown out, it may be able to instantly kill a Nascent Soul cultivator if released.

Such a terrifying thunder can be played with at will. Even the Dragon Control of the Eternal Immortal Palace can't do it, right?

Su Li looked at the naked girl in front of him with some horror.

Her strength had already given Su Li a sense of fear, but this woman had clear eyes, a dull expression, and held the Peiyuan Pill in her hand.

I saw the girl sticking out her tongue, licking the Peiyuan Pill happily, and then swallowed the Peiyuan Pill in one handful. Her face turned red with a satisfied expression, and she jumped up on her feet. She was really a young girl.

girl.

But is this a girl?

Su Li couldn't believe that this girl could kill him with just one slap.

Is this called a girl?

"You...who are you?"

Su Li asked tentatively.

The girl suddenly looked at Su Li and immediately pounced on him.

"Ouch..."

The girl bit Su Li's arm and continued to absorb the power in his body.

Su Li twitched the corner of his mouth and could only let the girl suck away the power that belonged to her.

When Su Li was in the lake before, he did absorb a lot of milky white spiritual energy using the power of devouring, and now he was able to return it to her in order to survive.

"Hey... there's more... there's more."

It seemed that the gap was such that Su Li had no strength left in his body. The girl immediately let go of her mouth and struck his neck with a sudden palm.

White Tiger Wangcai jumped out from behind tremblingly, while Su Li's eyes darkened and he passed out.



In the thunder field, Yulong is already heading towards the fourth assemblage point. His goal is to find the eighth assemblage point and seize the source of thunder from it.

Only someone as strong as him can move forward so quickly and violently.

More people have just reached the third assemblage point now.

A black shadow flashed past, and suddenly three golden clouds emerged from the thunder and arrived at an open area. At this moment, many people had gathered here, and they were not the first ones to arrive here.

"Brother, it seems we wasted a lot of time."

Yang Lie frowned and said very dissatisfied.

The three heroes of the Confucian sect pride themselves on their strength, but now they are not even considered to be in the first echelon. Even if they can break into the eighth assemblage point by then, they may have already lost the qualification to compete for the thunder source.

In the eighth assemblage point, there is a thunder collecting pool, which condenses the essence of the thunder field to form many thunder sources.

Most of these thunder sources cannot be used. After all, it contains violent thunder attribute power. A pool of thunder sources can have up to ten usable thunder sources after condensation. And because of the characteristics of the thunder sources, a person can only use it once in his life.

Therefore, on the surface, there are ten people in total who can capture these thunder sources during this trip to the Thunder Domain.

But after all, this thunder source is a treasure of heaven and earth, an extremely rare divine object. Who stipulates that after using it, you cannot take away the rest?

Why give others an advantage, why not take this thunder source out and give it to the sect, or give it to the auction house.

No matter how you look at it, it's a guaranteed profit without losing money.

Therefore, the three brothers of the Yang family were very dissatisfied with their own progress. If others were to get ahead of them, they would lose their share of the Leiyuan.

"Don't worry, the further you go, the harder it will be. Now that everyone is on the same starting line, we may not fall behind."

Yang Jian said calmly, without worrying too much.

There are currently only eight proven assemblage points in Leiyu. From shallower to deeper, the closer the assemblage points are, the more difficult it is to break through. If you want to enter one, you need to bear great pressure.

Nowadays, these people can still break through the minefield with ordinary lightning-strike wood, but if they enter the deep assemblage point, I am afraid that the lightning-strike wood in their hands will not work.

I really want to break into the eighth assemblage point and seize the source of thunder.

It requires at least half a step of cultivation to become a god, and it also requires extremely powerful offensive power. At the gate of the eighth assemblage point, there is not only thunder.

And the Thunder Beast!

The thoughts of the Three Confucian Masters are the same as those of Xuanyuan Xiong, who is also from the Xuanyuan family.

"Young Master, I didn't expect so many people to come here this time. It seems that there will be many people competing for the source of thunder this time."

A guard approached Xuanyuan Xiong and said.

This time Xuanyuan Xiong brought all masters. There was no one in his team who was less than half-step into becoming a god, and there were also three old men in black robes. These were the three people Xuanyuan Xiong dispatched this time.

Master of Personalized God.

"Haha, these people don't pose much of a threat. It would be great if they could at least enter the sixth assemblage point."

"The only people who can truly threaten me are the three outstanding figures of the Confucian sect."

Xuanyuan Xiong said with a gloomy look. At this moment, he heard people around him talking about it, and the words in their mouths all pointed to the incident where he picked up watermelons and lost sesame seeds in Leicheng.

Xuanyuan Xiong had already lost all face because of this matter, and now that he was mentioned unceremoniously, his heart was naturally filled with anger.

"Young Master, they have taken action."

The guard whispered to Xuanyuan Xiong. Several people looked around and saw the three Confucian brothers already heading towards the fourth gathering point. Although they were not in a hurry, they still had to reach the thunder pool before everyone else.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be ridiculous to lag behind others in the name of Confucianism?

"Okay, now that they have taken action, let's go too."

"You said, if I kill the three Confucian masters in Leiyu, wouldn't it cause a sensation?"

Xuanyuan Xiong laughed loudly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Several guards around him twitched their lips, Xuanyuan Xiong was afraid that he was going crazy.

Killing Confucian people?

This is seeking death!

Even if they kill the disciples of the Dan Sect, maybe the Xuanyuan family can find a way to report Xuanyuan Xiong down. If they kill the three outstanding figures of the Confucian sect, then I am afraid that the entire Beisheng Prefecture will face the wrath of the Confucian sect.

"Let's go, follow the three of them, I'm going to kill them!"

Xuanyuan Xiong did whatever he wanted and set off with his people immediately.

The bloody storm in this minefield has just begun.

When the people at the third gathering point were almost gone, another group of people happened to arrive.

Zhao Desheng narrowed his eyes, and there were many guards around him. Among these guards, there was a woman. Who was that, if not Zhu Yuer?

"Zhao Desheng, I am a Confucian disciple, how dare you arrest me!"

"You are crazy. If our Confucian sect knows that you dare to arrest me, your Zhao family may be destroyed. Now let me go and everything will be fine. If you persist in your obsession, your death will be next!"

Zhu Yuer said excitedly that she witnessed Zhao Desheng appearing at the second assemblage point, and then killing everyone who stayed at the second assemblage point.

Perhaps because he was afraid of Zhu Yuer's identity, Zhao Desheng did not kill her.


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