The young master took away the Wuding Bajitu and exposed King Lu and others.
Thunder cover.
The breath of death envelopes everyone, bringing deep fear. Faced with such thunder and power, one cannot think of any resistance.
They almost watched the great worshipper fall.
The powerful people in the late stage who are able to use the magical power of the virtual realm have almost no power to fight back when they end up like this, let alone them.
The tree fell and the hozens scattered.
How could those who were invited to help out, such as Zhen Mu and others, be willing to be buried with King Lu? They fled without hesitation. As for surrounding King Lu and joining forces to overcome the difficulties, they never thought about it.
As the saying goes, the dead Taoist friend will not die the poor Taoist. King Lu is the mastermind. According to common sense, the enemy will definitely choose to kill King Lu first, so that they have a chance of survival.
King Lu inherited the throne and rarely had the chance to establish his authority. Now that the great priest has fallen, King Lu alone cannot deter these people.
'Rumble...'
The blue thunder surged and split into two streams in the empty space, one of which went straight to the reed stem.
It can be clearly seen that above the sky dyed cyan by Qing Lei, a more intensely colored line is formed, like a Qingjiang crossing the sky and falling from the sky.
At this moment, Lu Gan was running wildly on the ground.
The aura and vitality of the earth were sucked away by the Wuding Bajitu, the grass and trees were annihilated, and the mountains turned into barren hills without any cover.
Lu Gan looked up at the sky and felt that he had been locked by the blue thunder. His expression was extremely ferocious, like a trapped animal on the verge of death.
When the Thunder Sacrifice Affidavit collided with the Wuding Baji Diagram, he faced the impact directly and was seriously injured on the spot. He was then hunted down. At this time, he lost the ability to resist and almost had to wait for death.
‘Crack!’
A beam of thunder came, containing hundreds of thunder and lightning, and struck the location of Lu Gan.
At the last moment, Lu Gan's figure suddenly became illusory, and thunder bombarded the ground, flattening the entire mountain range in one fell swoop, leaving a deep pit in the ground, with lightning wandering inside. Lu Gan disappeared on the spot, and not far away, One of his companion beasts transformed into a reed root while running wildly.
Lu Gan just appeared, his eyes suddenly shot up, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.
'boom!'
Thunder actually erupted within his body, and there seemed to be a flash of lightning that resembled a sword's radiance.
Lu Gan's whole body was stiff, his body was torn apart, and his vitality was gone!
Another general under King Lu's throne died, which was another major blow to morale. Even King Lu's subordinates began to flee for their lives.
At the same time, King Lu was being chased by another wave of blue thunder.
Lu Gan was nothing to worry about, and killing this man was just a casual act. Qin Sang used all his strength to activate the remaining power of the thunder oath, and the thunder was as powerful as the abyss, firmly locking King Lu.
At this moment, the only thing King Lu could do was to summon four companion beasts and flee in four directions.
Black smoke rose above his head, and a hexagonal black umbrella inside rotated and flew up. The black umbrella opened and quickly expanded into a giant umbrella fan, enough to cover hundreds of miles in radius.
The black umbrella turned into a barrier to isolate King Lu and Lei Wei. But then bursts of thunder were heard, and the black umbrella shook. The fan was torn apart by the thunder, and suddenly turned into a ball of black smoke. The black umbrella was beaten back to its original shape, and the spiritual light was scattered.
Falling from mid-air.
Under the black umbrella, King Lu held a palm-sized round mirror in his hand and pointed the mirror at himself. There were subtle ripples on the mirror surface, and the aura was like water, surrounding him.
Immediately, light waves rippled in the void, and King Lu's figure instantly turned into nothingness.
King Lu's aura completely disappeared. It was impossible for him to hide his whereabouts in front of Tianmu Butterfly. He must have used the technique of reciprocity to escape. However, none of the four companion beasts showed any abnormality. It was impossible to tell which companion he had moved to.
On the beast.
Unfortunately, King Lu's wishful thinking had no effect in front of Qin Sang.
The four companion beasts were running wildly on the ground, and they realized that the ground under their feet had disappeared, and the sky and Qinglei had also disappeared, all falling into the vast night sky.
Four Elephant Sword Formation!
Although the Duankong Spirit Pagoda has been used, King Lu did not leave the companion beast outside in advance. How could Qin Sang give him a chance to escape.
Starlight turns evil.
'Boom!'
Ten thousand blue thunders all fell into the sword formation.
No matter which companion beast King Reed is possessed by, he will be unable to escape.
This battlefield affects the minds of Zhen Mu and others.
Everyone saw that the thunder light disappeared briefly, and suddenly the sky became dark and the earth darkened, and then stars appeared in the sky high in the sky. The stars were filled with thunder light, emitting waves of astonishing fluctuations.
Terrible power erupted in the starry sky, but King Lu was nowhere to be seen.
The outcome is obvious, a generation of kings has fallen, and no one has any luck!
"The Lu family is finished!"
The young master sensed the dissipation of King Lu's aura, sighed secretly in his heart, and fled to Xitu without looking back.
The Siyou clan has one emperor and four kings. The two royal clans have suffered disasters one after another. Silu will definitely return with his force soon. The situation has changed constantly and is dizzying. We must go back and report to the Sihuang as soon as possible.
In the future, we will have to think carefully about how to treat Yanshan Sijia and this Zhenren Qin.
Qin Sang moved his eyes away from the sword array, looked at the fleeing Zhen Mu and others, and said coldly: "You are captured without any help, I may be able to spare your lives. Otherwise, you can give it a try. How many of you can
Escape from the clutches of Pindao!"
As soon as these words came out, everyone became nervous.
Qin Sang is far more powerful than they imagined. Even the great minister and King Lu have fallen. The life-saving magical powers of the Siyou clan are useless in front of the opponent. Can they really escape?
But reason and past experience tell them that life is always something they strive for, not charity from others.
Waiting for death is a dead end!
At this moment, Frost Marten jumped out of nowhere, and Silu shouted loudly: "God has the virtue of a good life, I think it is not easy for you to practice, you are not the main culprit of causing trouble to our family in Yanshan. From now on, I will be a guest of Yanshan.
The grudges of the past can be wiped out."
These words came from the mouth of the blood descendant of Yan King, the next generation of Yan King, and they had completely different meanings. Silu's words were like a life-saving straw, resolving the hesitations in some people's hearts.
Especially for Zhen Mu and others, there is no blood feud with Yanshan Sijia, and it is better to be sent by others than to die. After all, Yanshan Sijia is one of the four royal families, and surrendering to King Yan will at least save his face.
Silu only promised the position of guest minister, not even the elder guest minister, but the situation was stronger than the person, and the defeated general was not qualified to make demands.
They don't want to experience the power of the thunder oath for themselves.
Soon some people gave up escaping, pressed the escape light, and stood there, waiting for their fate.
Seeing this, Zhen Mu and Zhen Ying also stopped.
Silu remembered the strength of these two people deeply, and was secretly happy to see them willing to surrender.
Only two of King Lu's confidants were still stubborn. They had massacred many people when they invaded Yanshan and were homesick, and they knew that it was impossible to be kind.
Naturally, Qin Sang would not show mercy and took action one after another, killing them one by one.
At this point, King Lu's side was dying, escaping, and surrendering, and the Storm Realm won a complete victory!
On the battlefield, thunder and power have not yet dissipated, just like the afterglow after this battle.
Qin Sang was hanging in the air, with thunder at his feet. He killed the last person and turned his eyes to a mountain peak.
Yuan Miao was standing there, looking at Qin Sang with astonishment on his face.
He was not affected, and Qin Sang would not take action against him, so he was unscathed.
Yuan Miao knew that Qin Sang had communicated with the Yuan Xiang clan leader, so he must be confident since he dared to take on this battle. But he thought that Qin Sang would be able to fight at most and delay it for three years.
Unexpectedly, the moment when the trump card was revealed, it was so amazing!
Qin Sang smiled and nodded to Yuan Miao. After saying hello, he closed his eyes and fell into meditation on the spot.
"Da Zhenren!"
"Sage Qin!"
…
Qin Sang seemed to be able to hear the shouts thousands of miles away, and saw the scene of the Storm Realm monks worshiping him with fanatical reverence.
These scenes are illusory yet so real.
This was worship from the bottom of their hearts. The statue back then was just a dead object and had more of a symbolic meaning. At this time, in their hearts, the living Qin Sang had become a veritable Saint of Qin.
He is the guardian and master of the Storm Realm. All things and spirits in the Storm Realm depend on him for their existence.
At this moment, Qin Sang truly realized that this was his dojo!
Chapters of the "Purple Sword Sutra" naturally emerged in his mind. Those fanatical shouts, pious souls, and the realization of killing powerful enemies and breaking the enemy's formation all emerged together, guiding him to wander in the obscure chapters and open up the avenue.
Lost in layers of fog.
A look of joy appeared on Qin Sang's face.
It’s not in vain that he has been preparing for so long, taking every step and taking great pains!
This is the Mahayana way of killing!
He was not sure whether this battle could help him reach the late stage of Void Refining, but the road ahead would undoubtedly be much smoother.
In fact, as a dojo for monks in the middle stage of Void Refining, the Storm Realm is too small and too weak.
For most monks who practice the Mahayana path, the dojo is the foundation of the path. The strength of the dojo is related to their own practice.
According to common sense, Qin Sang cannot benefit much from the current Storm Realm, even if people's hearts turn to him.
However, "Ziwei Sword Sutra" cultivates the Mahayana way of killing, and the emphasis is on the word 'kill'. The enemies who come to attack this time are not only experts, but also a top person who can also be ranked at the forefront in the late stage of refining the void. Strong ones. However, we only have four Void Refining monks on our side, and their highest cultivation level is only in the middle stage of Void Refining. Others would have fled in despair.
The results of this battle were brilliant, and it is not surprising that there were such significant gains.
Next, all internal and external troubles have subsided, and the situation is great. He can slowly run his own dojo, and more importantly, concentrate on improving his cultivation! There will definitely be a period of rapid improvement before encountering a bottleneck next time.
However, while being happy, Qin Sang couldn't help but think that in the middle stage of refining the void, he had to kill the top powerhouse, the Great Enshrinement, in order to gain enlightenment, and almost wipe out the Lu family, one of the four royal families of the Siyou clan.
In the future, when we enter the late stage of Void Refining and continue on the Mahayana Killing Path, what will we have to do in order to seek the enlightenment to break through the integration stage? Is it possible to confront a force in the integration stage, defeat it head-on, or even destroy it?
Qin Sang has not yet been dazzled by joy. No matter how arrogant he is, he does not think that he has the ability to cross the great realm and challenge the great power of the integration stage.
From now on I can only take one step at a time, hoping that I am overthinking.
…
Outside the storm boundary, deep in the sea, on a spiritual island near the fog tide, the top of a mountain peak was flattened.
This mountain is lush and green, full of vitality, but there seems to be no life in the mountain, and it is extremely quiet.
On the stone platform at the top of the mountain, a chessboard is carved, with some people playing chess and others watching.
It was the three people who played chess in the territory of the Zhu Yan tribe before, but the positions of the two brothers were reversed, and another person was playing chess with the man in white robe.
The surface of the chessboard is filled with light. They are playing chess. The chess pieces on the chessboard coincide with each other. The next game of chess is like a journey of inquiry. The weak can often get greater benefits. If the same sect plays chess with the same lineage, the strong can also take advantage of it. Encourage the weak.
They were playing chess with the man in white robes, but they were actually asking questions. It was rare for the other party to have free time, and the two brothers wanted to go to the end of the world.
King Lu's army arrived in the West, and they followed suit. They set up the chessboard here, asked questions, and watched the play at the same time, commenting on the performance of both sides from time to time.
The young man playing chess thought for a long time and carefully dropped a chess piece, as if he had made an important decision. He breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the man in white robes.
The man in white robes across from him nodded slightly, with a look of approval on his face, but he was not in a hurry and turned to look at the horizon.
After a while, the two brothers also felt the connection.
The man playing chess said: "I didn't expect those foreigners to persist for so long. This time, the great worshipper should show his true skills, otherwise it will be delayed for too long."
"That altar formation is indeed not simple, but the Grand Priest and the Young Master should be afraid of the Yuanxiang Clan Leader and are still testing. They still don't understand the Zhu Yan Clan well enough. Those barbaric guys behave recklessly, but they have always kept their word and said they won't interfere.
I will definitely not interfere."
After evaluating the three forces, the man watching the chess game concluded, "As long as the great minister and the young master go into battle in person, unless those people behind the foreign tribes take action, they will definitely lose!"
As if in response to his words, thunder suddenly appeared and lightning danced wildly in the sky.
The expressions on the two brothers' expressions changed instantly. The man who was watching the chess game suddenly stood up and stared in the direction of the Storm Realm with shock on his face.
Divine thunder stirs heaven and earth.
With their cultivation, they could sense the terrifying coercion contained in the thunder. Even though they were so far away, they still felt their scalps numb.
"What...what is this?"
The brothers could not conceal their shock.
The white-robed man's expression remained unchanged, he slowly stood up and snorted, "What a great Master Qin!"
‘Crack!’
The chess piece in his hand was thrown towards the chessboard. The chessboard shook, the aura dissipated, and turned into the most ordinary stone table and stones.
The man in white robe waved his big sleeves and rode away in the wind.
The two brothers looked at each other, erased the traces on the mountain, and hurriedly followed.
…
Another sea area.
On a certain island.
Chief Yuan Xiang was lying on his back among the tree crowns, looking drunk.
"Um?"
He suddenly woke up, his eyes flashed with light, he raised his upper body and stared for a long time, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.
Finally, he sighed twice, took another sip of wine, and lay down comfortably.
It seems that this Zhenren Qin knows the rules, and the thunderous power has not fallen towards Shengmuyuan again, otherwise the lives of all the people will be ruined, and the Changyou Clan's Holy Lake Formation may not be able to stop it.
…
No one noticed.
At this time, there were unusual fluctuations coming from the filthy land, but they were covered up by the momentum of the Thunder Sacrifice Affidavit. ()
