Fengyunlu

A deafening roar broke the silence of the sky, and eight beasts of different shapes retreated from the thunder and flames at the same time and returned to their original positions. Then, they all held the magic weapons in their mouths, and their bodies began to move, as if there was some mysterious power hidden in their bodies. They began to reverse the purple thunder hidden in their bodies, and the purple lightning surged in their bodies, as if they had life.

The eight divine thunderbolts followed the direction pointed by the magic weapon and poured into the violently beating thunder flames slowly but quickly. The fairy seedlings flickered, and the flames became more and more blazing. With a loud bang, the eight thunder flames expanded instantly, as if they were injected with hot oil, and grew to several feet high. The originally red flames also turned into a mysterious purple light.

As the purple thunder continued to pour in, the flames became brighter and brighter, the flames became bigger and bigger, and the purple light became deeper and deeper. However, the eight beasts that were originally vivid and lively gradually showed signs of death. Time passed slowly, and after a while, the eight beasts had turned back into statues, and the purple thunder in their bodies had also been cut off.

At this time, the fireworks shot up into the sky, as if they were ninety-nine feet high, with arcs of lightning flashing and roaring sounds, as if endless heavenly power was raging in it. Feng Chen could clearly feel the outrageous pressure on the altar, which became even stronger with the trembling of the flames. With each tremor, the pressure became stronger. After only three or four times, Feng Chen felt difficulty breathing, blood stagnation, and bones all over his body crackling. If most of the pressure had not been blocked by the devil's flames, he had no doubt that he would have been crushed to death in the moment the flames trembled.

Uh... cough, cough... Fengchen gasped with difficulty. Fortunately, after the lightning flame flashed nine times, the pressure receded instantly, and even the power of the heaven when the divine thunder was brewing was also suppressed. This allowed Fengchen, who had reached his limit, to take a deep breath and ease the edge of collapse.

Huh~ Huh~ Huh~ Fengchen panted, trying to recover his strength. However, the next moment, Fengchen recovered a little, and before he could stand up, the eight beasts moved together, making a buzzing sound that resounded through his ears. Sixteen thunderous lights shot out again and gathered on the high platform.

The high platform suddenly lit up red under the illumination of the lightning, and the red light spread rapidly in all directions, connecting to the altar and extending to the eight thunder and fire pillars. Connected with each other, the entire altar suddenly rose up a purple-red light curtain, rushing straight into the sky, and when it reached the dome cloud flag outside the thunder pool, it turned down and fell straight to the high platform.

At the same time, Feng Chen's heart was also reminded by Lei Gong: "Little Fengzi, don't forget that when the demonic grudge is completely dissolved, immediately crush the jade in your hand and let the Dao Yin in it melt into your body. Only then can your second uncle lead the vitality of the formation and the divine thunder to your blood. Remember! Remember! " Feng Chen's heart was shaken. Before Lei Gong's voice fell, the returning traction light had already landed on the high platform, and the whole altar was shaken again. The lines on it suddenly lit up, connecting an extremely mysterious traction formation.

As soon as the magic circle was formed, a strong suction force continuously burst out from the high platform under Fengchen's feet, connecting the altar, connecting to the eight directions, and then leading to the eight desolate pillars. At this time, Fengchen had already stood up, not caring about the reminder of Lei Gong, nor checking the minor injuries he had just suffered from being squeezed, but only wanted to see the eight thunder flames.

But the surrounding lightning flames were rapidly leaving and shrinking. In less than three breaths, the nine-zhang-high flames had shrunk into the original seedlings, and the purple thunder contained in them had disappeared. However, Feng Chen knew that the eight thunders had now merged into one and could wreak havoc at any time. In addition, he also felt that there seemed to be an ancient beast under his feet that was faintly turning over, as if waiting for a certain moment to come.

Ouch~ow~

At the moment that he had been waiting for, a soul-shaking roar came from the altar.

A thunder dragon formed by the condensation of purple divine thunder slowly rose from the high platform under Fengchen's feet, pierced through his body, and the huge dragon body that was hundreds of feet away circled up along the traction light and rushed straight into the sky.

ah! ! ah! !

Being pierced through the chest and body by the thunder dragon, Feng Chen couldn't help but scream in pain. At that moment, his whole body seemed to be torn apart. The pain from the depths of his soul made him forget where he was, and Do whatever you want.

"Uh~ No, you must not faint." Feng Chen warned himself that he must guard the Qingming and not sink. He squeezed the jade talisman in his hand and tightened it.

Ouch~ow~

The dragon's roar shook the sky again. The huge thunder dragon carried endless power and descended from the sky and rushed towards Fengchen.

This time it did not rush forward to wreak havoc, but stopped at the right place on the altar, hovering between the tractions, looking at Fengchen, and after a moment's pause, a gleam of light flashed in its dragon eyes, and its dragon whiskers on both sides swayed, and it breathed out a breath of blazing dragon fire at Fengchen.

The fire burned with devil flames and also burned his body fiercely. It was vast and endless, powerful and cruel, but it lasted for a long time.

"..."

Fengchen was in so much pain that he couldn't even scream, and his life was hanging by a thread.

I don’t know how long it has passed, but the fire of thunder flames is still burning, but it is getting weaker and weaker. The huge thunder dragon that originally towered more than a hundred feet is no longer powerful at this moment, and is only a few feet in size, still attacking its head. .

Feng Chen was also in a daze, and he didn't know whether the black burn all over his body was painful or severe, or whether it was a hidden secret of vitality and mystery.

He only knew that the somewhat gray demonic flames had gradually become transparent, and even the original demonic resentment within them had become indistinct and hard to see.

Ding...ding...

In a trance, something seemed to break quietly, making a slight and crisp sound, as if it had caused a ripple in the air. Fengchen's heart suddenly shook, and a strong premonition made him sober up instantly. He knew that this was a sign that the power of the demon had reached its peak and was about to explode, and the demon trapped in the Nine Netherworld was about to break free.

Feng Chen reacted quickly and immediately mobilized all his strength to prepare for the upcoming challenge. However, at this moment, a loud and crazy laugh suddenly sounded, reverberating around like thunder, deafening.

"Hahaha...hahaha..."

Before the laughter died down, the demonic flames around Fengchen became almost transparent, and thick black mist suddenly emerged from it. A cold murderous intent spread out, like a storm, rushing straight towards the altar.

Feng Chen was still enduring the torment of pain, with laughter constantly coming from his ears and such a strange sight appearing before his eyes. He immediately realized that it was the Nine Nether Emperor who, with the help of the power of the Purple Thunder Dragon, broke through the source of the evil grudge that was about to dissipate and successfully escaped. However, he was somewhat puzzled. Jiuyou had been so sure before, so why was he not in a hurry to act after escaping from the predicament, but instead appeared in danger.

Could it be that the Nine Netherworld Emperor was so confident that he was not afraid of Uncle Lei's appearance? Or was it that the source of his demonic energy had not yet been fully released, and he was unable to break the magic weapon left by his father? Or was it that all this was a conspiracy between him and Xu Yi, and it was just the beginning?

Feng Chen thought to himself, no matter what, Uncle Lei will be here soon, and he is ready. As long as he can withstand the attack of the Nine Nether Emperor...

At this moment, a dull sound interrupted his thoughts. Fengchen looked up and saw that the thick black fog had appeared eight feet in front of him, half wrapped in an ancient and vast will, illusory and condensed. In the black fog, a young man's figure was vaguely revealed. Looking closely, he looked exactly like Fengchen himself.

"You?" Feng Chen asked with a hint of pain and sarcasm in his tone, suppressing the pain in his body.

"Heh, old thief... aren't you afraid to show your true face?" Feng Chen's words were filled with obvious hatred, as well as a hint of imperceptible awkwardness.

The figure of the Nine Netherworld Emperor appeared, and he responded calmly: "Little kid, demons have no form, how can there be a true face?" There was a hint of smile in his tone, as if to say that there is no demon in the world, and demons only exist in people's hearts. As the saying goes, human hearts are unpredictable, and most of the things in the world are driven by interests. When people are obsessed with profit and desire, it is inevitable that demonic thoughts will grow and evil thoughts will grow.

Therefore, all kinds of disputes arise in this complicated world, and the distinction between good and evil arises from this. However, although Jiuyou's words sound quite reasonable, Fengchen, who has been influenced by his father since childhood, is dismissive of this. In his opinion, no matter how unpredictable the world is, as long as he has a clear conscience, his life will not be in vain.

What's more, the enemy in front of him was the mortal enemy who caused the destruction of his entire Feng family. Feng Chen had no intention of arguing with him: "It doesn't matter... whether we are like each other or not... it has nothing to do with me. Killing you is the real thing."

The Nine Netherworld Emperor had a dusty face. Although he looked a little childish, he looked very mature. He nodded and said, "Little kid, you see it very clearly. But since you have spiritual power, I will have to devour your soul to fill my missing energy."

After saying this, the Nine Netherworld Emperor seemed to sense something and turned his head to look diagonally upwards. His eyes revealed a hint of desolation and remoteness, with a hint of expectation.

At this time, Feng Chen had no time to care about the words of the Nine Nether Emperor. Although the Purple Thunder Dragon above his head was only less than two feet away, its power was getting stronger and stronger and difficult to resist. Now was the critical moment when the original evil resentment gradually dissipated. Whether it could be completely eliminated depended on the last step of the evolution of the divine thunder.

At this moment, Feng Chen was very clear in his mind, and so was the Nine Nether Emperor. He took a deep breath and prepared for the final battle.

"It's almost done, little doll, I..."

bang~

A collision without any flashiness interrupted Jiuyou's soft words, and his presumptuous move forward was also blocked at the same time.

Black mist rolled and thunder roared.

It was Lei Gong who appeared on the altar proudly, guarding Feng Chen. His clothes were fluttering and he had to take off his clothes before he could spare any effort. His eyes were subtle, showing that he was coveting him.

Looking at Jiuyou again, he was hit hard by the Thunder Kung Fu, and he couldn't help but retreat violently. He fell more than ten feet away from the lower platform. Before he could stand firm, he was hit by another Thunder Kung Fu that attracted the power of the sky, and his whole body was shaken by black mist. , almost ready to collapse.

"Junior still has some skills, and it's not worth waiting for you for a moment." Jiuyou broke the thunder with his words, and the black mist rolled back to the high platform.

Lei Gong's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the Zixiao Thunder Dragon above Fengchen's head, which was already covered in dragon flames and was waiting to be killed. He then turned back and said, "Are you waiting for me?"

When asked, Jiuyou smiled and did not answer. Instead, he raised his eyes to look at Fengchen, as if he was about to rush again at any time, but there was a hint of desperation in the black mist, but it seemed like he was waiting for something.

Seeing Jiuyou like this, Lei Gong thought that he was going to wait for the Thunder Dragon to kill him, and wanted to take advantage of the last opportunity to unite with the origin and invade Feng Chen. He hurriedly reminded him: "Xiao Fengzi, change to the Nether Heaven Realm to guard the original body, and the demon's resentment will be extinguished soon." , don’t let this Jiuyou take advantage of you.”

Feng Chen heard that he believed it, and without thinking too much, he directly transferred all the Thunder Que power he had accumulated by absorbing the power of the divine thunder to the fifth level of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique.

After the quenching power in the body circulated through the blood vessels and filled the whole body, Feng Chen spoke again and asked: "Uncle Lei, when the resentment disappears, do you want to crush the jade talisman and introduce the molten path into the body?"

What Feng Chen means is that Jiuyou is outside now, why not take this opportunity to directly refine his body as soon as the demonic resentment is gone, so as to get out of the hidden danger early. Even if Jiuyou refines the origin of the demonic energy in front of him, he should be a bamboo basket. field.

But Lei Gong was worried. He, Jiuyou Ming Emperor, was not a good man or woman. Although he still didn’t know why he didn’t steal Feng Chen’s soul when he was escaping from trouble, but showed up outside the demonic energy to treat him, there was one thing that could be said. Know that what he did this time must have an unreasonable purpose.

Thinking of this, Lei Gong's eyes were fixed, and he said again: "We will wait until Jiuyou is destroyed."

After saying that, Lei Gong turned his sleeves upside down and made a seal with one hand. Following a burst of crackling sounds, thunder erupted all over his body, clinging to him with great force. The mighty light suddenly appeared, like armor-like divine thunder, which set him off like nine heavens. The God of Thunder comes to the world, truly majestic.

This style is where the power of the ninth Yuantian realm of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Jue lies. It is the so-called Yuantian Nine Transformation Qi. When the Qi moves, there is thunder, which can be heard as far as the sky, far away from the immortals of heaven and earth.

The Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique of Lei Gong has reached its peak. Except for the legendary Zhoutian Fairyland, there is no way to go beyond it. Back then, it was the possession of this Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, coupled with the power of the snow falling sky, that killed Yang Bo in one fell swoop. Huan and others rescued Feng Chen.

Now Jiuyou's remnant Yuan is in front. Although he is much stronger than Yang Bohuan and others, after all, he still has no origin and no body. He is too fragile. I'm afraid he can't stop the overwhelming power of Lei Gong Tianwei's majestic body. hit.

Seeing this, Feng Chen couldn't help but feel longing in his heart, his eyes were fixed, and he nodded again to show his respect, and then turned his mind to deal with the Zixiao Thunder Dragon that was about to pounce down and wreak havoc.

On the other hand, Jiuyou, who was opposite him, saw that Lei Gong was so majestic and majestic that he couldn't help but nod in approval. However, his eyes were calm and fearless, and he didn't even show a trace of worry. From the beginning to the end, he was A confident person.

"Well, with the power of heaven to teach the three skills of cauldron, this thunder method is indeed somewhat insightful, but it is just a rudimentary one. As I said, this baby's soul will be determined by me. If you want If you stay, let’s give it a try.”

Only Jiuyou can say this. If it were anyone else, even if he didn't mention his thunderous skills, he would be laughed at by the world.

The Thunderbolt Hall's world-shaking Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique was personally performed by Tiangujue's hall leader Lei Gong, and was blessed by the Purple Sky Divine Thunder in the thunder pool. How many people in the world dare to speak lightly of such power? Take it?

How can people in the world not laugh when they are called Er'er?

"Then give it a try."