Suddenly, there was a strange thunder from high in the sky.
Tsk...
The residents of Gui Town raised their heads in confusion. It was a cloudless day and there was thunder in the clear sky.
All the demon cultivators in Gui Town trembled, some looked panicked, and some cursed secretly in their hearts.
Why is it so unlucky today? First, the mysterious god came and weakened the demonic cultivation. A large number of demonic insects died miserably. Then there was another thunderstorm, causing another level of cultivation to be shaved off.
In a residential house, mist filled the air, and there was a knock on the door.
More than ten people are experiencing the first blessing of neighbors praying and thinking about how to solve it.
In the corner of the house, a man in black with a long and narrow baggage behind him was casting a spell. As a result, thunder suddenly appeared and he spit out a mouthful of blood.
He raised his head and glanced at the sky, feeling surprised but without changing his expression.
This time the five demons entered the strange place. Although the portrait of the Great Demon God of Annihilation is the most powerful, in terms of weirdness, it still belongs to the strange demon sect.
The demon gods worshiped by other demon sects are just demons, pure demon gods.
But the strange demon sect is different. The demon gods of the strange demon sect are either transformed from gods to demons, from demons to demons, or from evil gods to demons. There is no pure demon god.
They are all called strange demon gods.
Except for the Confucian literary forces, no force, not even the Great Qi Dynasty, was willing to provoke the strange demon sect.
As one of the most outstanding demon disciples of the strange demon sect, the half-evil demon is not an ordinary demon cultivator, but a fellow demon cultivator.
The portrait of the demon he brought this time was also the famous Whispering Demon among the strange demons.
He reached out and touched the scroll behind him, a subtle and cruel smile appeared on his face, like a hunter seeing his prey.
Unlike other portraits of demon gods, although other portraits of demon gods are very powerful, they ultimately require various restrictions.
But the Whispering Demon portrait is different.
As long as you arrive at the mysterious place, confirm that Li Qingxian is there, and release him directly, the Whispering Demon God will immediately find Li Qingxian, issue the Whispering Oracle, and torture Li Qingxian to death.
but……
Banxie Mozi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He was a bit unlucky. As soon as he entered the strange place, he was hit by thunder from the sky.
Ordinary thunder has little effect on demonic and evil cultivators, but this kind of thunder containing the power of heaven from the upper realm will hurt you if you hear it, damage you if you see it, and die if you hit it.
The purer the thunder is, the greater the damage it will do to demonic and evil cultivators.
"However, it should be just an accident..."
The thunder passed away in a flash.
In Feikong Pavilion, everyone saw thunder falling from the sky, falling directly on Zhou Hen's head.
Zhou Hen screamed and was drowned in the thunder.
Subsequently, the skin all over his body exploded and fell off, and fine blood spread all over his body.
Everyone was so shocked that they backed away.
Seeing Zhou Hen's expression of not knowing whether he was alive or dead, suddenly, a bright yellow round light appeared behind Zhou Hen's head, emitting eight colors of light.
The scars on Zhou Hen's surface healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a large amount of dead skin peeled off, revealing new skin as crystal clear as jade.
Wisps of thunder and lightning flowed along the body, entered the Thunder Ban Gao, and together with the Thunder Ban Gao, turned into a mysterious thunder air flow, flowing into Zhou Hen's body.
The divine light dissipated, Zhou Hen slowly fell to the ground, and slowly stood up straight.
He was dressed in rags, but his skin was as crystal clear as jade. He was a bit thinner than before, his face was more angular, and the huge scars were half shallow.
He lowered his head, stretched out his two palms, and two white cyclones appeared in his hands.
Around the white cyclone, traces of thunder and lightning flashed, causing a harsh explosion.
He calmed down his energy and everything returned to normal.
Zhou Hen looked at Li Qingxian, and a flash of lightning flashed in his eyes.
"How do you feel?" Li Qingxian smiled.
Zhou Hen seemed to have not yet fully recovered from the process of canonizing the Heavenly General, his eyes were a little empty, and he slowly said: "I seem to see myself in the heaven, washing my body with thunder, and accompanying myself with the strong wind. I don't know what to do.
How long did it take for the power of thunder to grow in my Dantian? Finally, a voice came to my ears, announcing that I was a member of the Thunder Department and could control the thunder to wipe out evil."
"How is the strength?" Li Qingxian asked.
Zhou Hen lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I can hit three of them with my bare hands."
Everyone took a breath of cold air.
Everyone knows how powerful Zhou Hen is.
Although Zhou Hen is not considered a top-notch major cultivator, at the fourth level, he is enough to compete with ordinary third-level cultivators.
Three Zhou Hens are definitely comparable to a major cultivator cultivated by Tianzhu Gate.
There are only a few dozen people at each level who can be called a major repairer.
Liu Yitian said: "Just empty-handed? If you use a magical weapon that exerts the power of thunder, I'm afraid it will be one level stronger."
Zhou Hen touched the scar on his face, seeming a little helpless. He didn't want to reduce the scar, and then said: "Maybe my strength is average, and I didn't get magical powers when I was promoted to the third level. But after being awarded the title of Heavenly General this time,
Obtained a magical power called Thunder Gangwei, which is like the power given by the Thunder Department to the generals."
As Zhou Hen spoke, he drew out his scimitar and awl, and the thunder naturally flowed to the two weapons.
The two weapons clanked softly, wind and thunder wrapped around them, like spiritual beings.
"Congratulations to General Zhou." Han Anbo said.
"Congratulations, General Zhou." Everyone hurriedly congratulated.
Zhou Hen seemed to have come back to his senses and nodded, his face returned to its usual serious and cold expression, but his eyes seemed to be flashing with uncontrollable joy.
Everyone looked at Zhou Hen with envy on their faces. This Zhou Hen was completely different from now on.
In fact, martial arts cultivators only strive for three types of strength: qualifications, resources and brains.
Persistence and hard work are the basic skills of martial arts, which are indispensable to any top-level practitioner.
However, the third level is the limit of effort. If you want to advance to the next level, you must get one of the qualifications, resources or brains. If you want to be promoted to the first level, you must get two of the three. If you want to be promoted to the super level, you must have all three.
Everyone thought carefully and realized that Zhou Hen might have some brains, but not much.
His qualifications are not particularly amazing, they are all obtained by fighting on the battlefield.
As for the cultivation resources, it can only be said that there are more than ordinary third-level ones, but not much more.
Now that I have been granted the title of General, my qualifications and resources are directly raised to the limit.
Zhou Hen nodded and ignored others, practicing martial arts in the large square of Feikong Pavilion.
Boom...boom...boom...
Most of the people have seen Zhou Hen's strength, and even if they haven't seen him, they know what the third level strength is like.
But at this moment, Zhou Hen's every step was filled with wind and thunder, every move was roared by wind and thunder, as if he had become a completely different person.
"The bearing of a master..." Han Anbo said softly.
Everyone nodded.
Now, Zhou Henduo has not only strength, but also an indescribable mental pressure.
The invincible momentum of the heavenly general from the upper realm.
Liu Yitian coughed lightly, a blush flashed across his old face, and said: "Ye Keqing, do you think I can get the status of a heavenly soldier? As for the status of a heavenly general, I don't want to, and I can't occupy other people's places. I only need one.
The body of a heavenly soldier is enough."
Yu Ping's eyes lit up and he said: "Can you give me the identity of a heavenly soldier? I am really not good at being a heavenly general. I will probably be electrocuted to ashes, but there seems to be hope for a heavenly soldier."
Li Qingxian nodded and said: "The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals also need the support of your own strength. Neither you two nor Brother Han can obtain the Heavenly General Body. As for the other few, there will be no problem, but they will suffer some hardships."