Thunder Martial

The old ape went up against the sky and greeted him with his palms raised. The lane of darkness circled, striking the Great Seal of Qingfeng and making a loud noise.

The green peak impression was immobile, slightly trembling, the lane was green and scattered, and the space was severely distorted.

“Roar!”

The old ape growled, his figure was not yet set, and he floated in the sky, turning into a fist. The lane of black light poured out onto his body and printed again towards the big blue print.

“Boom!”

With such a powerful blow, Big Print began to tremble violently, a crack spread out and finally burst out loud.

The figure of the old ape, which just fell toward the ground.

“To be able to float in the air for a short time, this is about to reach the realm of the demon, for God's sake, what kind of existence are we causing? ”

“It was horrible to be able to launch several attacks over the sky. ”

“Even Wang Shi can't crush each other, this old ape is horrible. ”

Around, the crowd kept shouting and staring at the old ape's eyes, it was also appalling.

The old apes fell, the earth trembled, endless trees burst, two giant footprints appeared, and the cracks in the lanes spread.

The old ape had a sharp eye, and the surrounding atmosphere was violent, before the attack, he did not suffer any damage.

The corner of Wang Shi's mouth spilled a trace of blood over the fiery king bird, apparently slightly injured.

The crowd was so stunned, it felt incredible that even the third genius of Yunxia City could not suppress the old apes with absolute strength.

“Quickly kill the old ape and chase Purple. ”

Wang Shi fell from the air, the sound was cold, the blood in the corner of his mouth still existed, followed by a strong blow.

“Kill!”

Wang Yong and Wang Luo and others also shouted loudly, the intent to kill was diffuse. Dao Zhenyuan surged and killed towards the old ape.

“Boom!”

The heavenly dome riot, together with the palm of the hand, appeared. This is the ruined palm of Wuzong. It is a kind of powerful warfare technique. It emerges from the heavenly dome at this moment and presses against the old ape.

At this moment, the existence of the innate realm is all backward, and the strong in the true realm is directly forward, the real realm floats wildly, striking a strong blow.

“Whoosh!”

The mighty slayer of the pavilion, hidden in the dark, the next moment, the concealed slaughter appeared, a fierce surge of killing intentions, followed by a sharp sword rush towards the old ape.

“Psst!”

The old ape reacted quickly. The lane black light surrounded the body surface. The sword holes pierced the black light, but were resisted by black hair. The sound of silence could not be broken.

“What?” God killed the mighty face and hurriedly retreated, but at this time, the old ape waved down and shouted, and the true Yuan Realm mighty was punched into the earth, with no sound.

The old ape is powerful, waves and hits, the palm prints dissipate in the sky and the pitch-black light renders the whole sky.

Many attacks fell on the old ape. Although the old ape kept falling back, he did not injure the other party. The old ape defense was terrible. For a long time, the people didn't break the defense.

“Boom!”

The old ape struck hard, and the huge palm print was instantly dispersed. It was surrounded by dark flashes and breath.

“Bring the fierce blade!” Wang Shi's eyes were filled with killing intentions, his hands stretched out and he shouted loudly.

Flaming sword, made by father Wang Zhenwei, second only to Fabao, unusually sharp, cutting iron like mud, in Wang Shan's hands.

Listening to Brother Wang Shan's words, Wang Shan's heart trembled and hurried: “The fiery sword was stolen by Brother and Brother Brother Brother. ”

Wang Shi frowned, unclear so.

“Phew, phew!” Wang Shan reached out his hands just two mouths, his face slammed, and said again: “It's Purple Son of a bitch, he took the fiery sword, this damn thing, if I catch him, I must break the corpse in ten thousand segments. ”

“Hmm, I'll settle with you later.” Wang Shi snorted, turning to sweep the others, "Don't be awkward, do your best, kill the old ape, and chase the purple. ”

In the forest, the old monkeys howled, the breath rolled, the space was constantly distorted, the lanes of darkness filled the heavens and the earth, and the other true realm strong people, all struck a strong blow, the power was excellent, and the old monkeys were besieged.

A fierce battle lasted for half an hour, the trees burst, the mountains collapsed, the earth split, a large open area appeared, and the three factions eventually paid a heavy price and annihilated the old apes.

“Damn, this purple, I'm gonna chop him to shreds. ”

“We martial arts are no different from him! ”

“We're going after him to the Horn of Heaven. ”

All three forces were angry. This time they killed the old monkeys, they lost many more people. This loss was also heartbreaking because of their rugged wealth and strong sectarian strength.

The most grievances also belonged to the Wuzong people. When Zijuan was still in the real temper, they began to hunt each other down. By now, the real Yuan Realm had died many times, and the innate Realm had died dozens of people, but still hadn't caught him.

Tripartite forces, completely insane, the intent to kill spreads in the woods, some small beasts scare the royal fleeing.

Destroy the old ape. Under the guidance of Wang Shan, the people continued to advance in search of the purple.

“He ran from this direction, this fucking sister... bastard, I must destroy him.” Wang Shan scolded, almost bald mouth.

Soon after, they walked into a dense forest and found traces of battle, hundreds of meters tall trees, broken waists, branches everywhere, a mess, mountain rocks collapsed, heavily smashed, earth tortoises, dozens of meters of huge cracks, blood on the ground, human beings with animals, but no bodies.

As you can see, this is a terrible war.

“Looks like he's gone. Keep chasing him! ”

After chasing the blood on the ground, the crowd continued to move forward, and pengbirds and flamingos watched everything over their heads. Not long later, they discovered an injured true Yuan demon beast, accidentally shocked each other, and it was another fierce battle.

“This must be the one who fought violently. The violet should be right in front of us, fast pursuit! ”

Kill this monster beast and speed up the crowd again.

In the blink of an eye, two days later, several demonic beasts were discovered, each time a fierce battle was fought, but no purple was seen, even the pengbird lost traces of purple.

“Is it dead? ”

Everyone's face was gloomy and uncertain, ruined so much energy, did not grasp each other, and now lost trace.

“Live must see man, die must see the corpse, or else you can find the fiery sword. ”

Wang Shan coldly said, he has been encouraging people, hunting purple, and remembering his fierce sword.

Of course, he didn't foolishly tell people that he had secretly passed on the art of purple double assassination in order to live.

Everybody move on.

Deep in the dark forest, hundreds of meters of tall ancient trees are abundant, like mountains, cover the sky and cover the sun, everyone travels along the way, the forest leaves are more lush, at the end of the day, not even a little sunshine can be seen, the forest is shady, the air is humid, the rotten leaves emit an unpleasant smell, and there are also more and more demonic beasts encountered.

“How horrible is this silent forest? We just met so many demonic beasts in the periphery. Several of them are going to become demons. We won't meet demons, will we?” Wang Shan muttered quietly.

The demon is the equivalent of the existence of the human emperor, powerful and terrible.

“Roar!”

Suddenly a roar appeared, another powerful demon beast appeared, the demon beast smelled violent, the intent to kill was infinite, and after discovering humans, bloodthirsty light was emitted in his eyes.

After a fierce war, the tripartite forces folded many more people, and it can be said that the number of them has been decreasing, but no purple corpses have been found, nor will they give up.

A few days later, just as the crowd went deeper, they finally met the little demon.

This is no longer a fierce battle, but a massacre. People meet little demons, they are simply looking for death.

The demon already has a high level of wisdom, and his strength is even more frightening. It is the equivalent of the emperor among mankind, killing them almost one blow.

Everyone fled and lost a lot.

Even Wang Shi was seriously injured, nearly died, and finally fled with Wang Shan. Dozens of strong men, fewer than ten survived.

Helpless, all people had to do was return, and at the same time they had to accept the fact that Zijuan had died.

Once again, the three factions returned without success and suffered heavy losses, which caused a huge wave. At the same time, the name Purple Pearl was also deeply recorded in the hearts of the three forces.

In decades, they had never suffered such a huge loss, and in centuries, they had never been ashamed of it, and the strong had been reckoned with by a congenital boy, with heavy losses.

Purple is dead, this can only be done, the three powerful parties return, but not long after, the imperial strong appear, but they can only wander outside the dark forest of silence, after a search, still not found, had to return.

At the same time, the three forces did not die, and still sent two or two strong men to guard themselves outside the Silent Forest, while at the same time sending more strong men to search for other outlying areas of the Silent Forest.

One day, two days, half a month... a month has passed and there is still no purple news.

The people still did not give up, but two months later, Zijuan still did not appear, even on the side of Floating Snow City, there was no news about Zijuan, so the people had to admit that Zijuan was really dead.

Just that day, Wuzong's top anger, continuous growling, this time hanging Ling Wuzong, surrounding Zixuan, before and after, lost one imperial strong, nearly twenty true realm strong, dozens of innate strong, this loss far more than twenty years ago.

Two months later, outside the Silent Forest, a flaming bird flew in. On the back of the flaming bird, Wang Xian stood still, like a fairy. Beautiful eyes looked at the Silent Forest and stunned.

“Are you really dead, minefield didn't kill you, I'm sure you can bring miracles.” Teardrops slipped from her cheek like crystalline pearls, and the flamingo left with Wang Xian.

Wang Xian 'er cried, I'm afraid she didn't believe herself, and Zi Xian can still make miracles.

Dark Silent Forest, but a place of death, countless demons of all sizes, no one has been able to cross it for so many years.

Neither the famous strong, nor her father, let alone a purple one, is he but a congenial realm.