Thunder Martial

The atmosphere of destruction swept through the square, and the crowd fled wildly, but a mask appeared in the square, flowing brilliantly, strong in defense, blocking everyone.

Everyone was desperate, panic was spreading, screaming terribly and sounding constantly.

“Humph!”

At this moment, a cold snort sounded, shaking everyone's heartland, shocking people's hearts as if they had been hit hard.

A breath of supremacy appeared, sweeping the city, terrorizing the threat, shocking everyone, and many people fell on their asses. Immediately afterwards, the energy riots in the heavens and the earth, the spiritual energy of the entire city of Yongyu, converged towards the square, turning into a masking hand, big enough as the square, turning a terrible atmosphere.

After falling from the sky, the dome exploded directly and a crack spread, a horrific scene appeared, the big hand grabbed the fierce thunderbolt and then held it towards the dome.

“Boom!”

Energy exploded in the heavenly dome, a giant pit of pitch black appeared, space was like a lens, fragmentation, beginning to crumble on a large scale, energy was utterly violent, the thunder rolled, and people were stunned with deafness.

The whole Eternal City was vibrated, as if it were going to split, and many people fell to the ground.

Below, all the scattering stopped bombarding the mask, raised his head, shook at the dome, watched the terrible energy fluctuate until the energy slowly dissipated, the broken void, slowly healed.

As for Zheng Nan, the late Emperor, his body had long been destroyed by thunder.

Too shocking, the power hand, directly grabbed the violent lightning energy, straight into the heavenly dome, solved this disaster, such a means, shocking, definitely Liu Jia Ancestor level character.

Heaven's Dome, energy dissipated.

Below, the light shield in the square still exists, glorious, blocking tens of thousands of scattered repairs inside.

Zizheng, standing in the center of the square, his eyes were cold, his eyes swept towards the crowd, his eyes were killing.

Someone trembles and feels bad about something big and wants to leave as soon as possible.

Zheng Nan is dead, the matter is obviously over, and there is no backup.

“What happened, the energy dissipated, why didn't the mask disappear? ”

“Exactly, why are we blocked? ”

“Open the light mask, we're leaving. ”

A lot of people started yelling, and there were ghosts in their hearts, and they wanted to rush away. Others are staring at the mask, expressing confusion and uncertainty.

“None of you will leave today!” An icy voice rang, purple turned into an electric light and rushed into the crowd.

There are tens of thousands of scattered repairs, but the purple rushes in like this, with no hesitation.

“Pfft!”

With his two fingers together, he struck a cold light, a golden light flashing, a man in black with a hole in his eyebrow fell backwards, blood flowing straight through.

“Boom!”

He fell, the golden glow was brilliant, destroying everything, and one man was beaten to death with blurred flesh.

“Bang!”

His punch fell, like a heavy hammer, heaven and earth trembled, one man was smashed in the head and his brains splashed.

“Whoosh!”

The glow flashed, the golden light fell, a monk was divided into two parts by a sharp blade, the death form was tragic, and there was horror in his eyes.

Purple as a deserted land, surrounded by golden glow, rushed into the crowd, slaughtered everything, and no one could stop him.

“Ah... help! ”

“Zijuan wants to kill everyone, he's a demon. ”

The sound of all sorts of horrors sounded and a life crashed.

“Kill him, kill this demon. ”

And in the meantime, some of the monks, coming out in public, pouring around the aura, killed towards the purple, but it didn't do much good.

There is no emptiness. They cannot even break the guard.

“Pfft!” Golden Sword Qi, chopping everything down, no one can stop it.

Purple is like a demon, with a long golden sword in his hand, dripping blood down the tip of his sword.

Blood is direct, limbs are broken, arms are broken, and constantly flying.

Corpse Mountain Blood Sea.

This is a bloody scene that makes people tremble.

Purple Dang really killed mad, killed to explode, killed to crazy, eyes red, past, poured a corpse.

He had already remembered these people before, and the mindfulness locked each other up. At this moment, there was no need to deliberately look for them, and the mindfulness swept away, just to know.

Beyond that, there are voices in the dark, telling some powerful people that Purple holds a bloody sword and wipes out everything.

“Zijuan is a demon. He's crazy. He's going to kill everyone here. ”

“Everyone has done everything in their power to punish the exorcism, and there is still peace in the world. ”

“Zijuan has lost his mind and is completely insane. Everyone is doing their best. ”

A lot of people shouted out loud, very scared, purple eyes have killed red, almost saw people kill people.

He is like a devil, but an invincible devil.

Many shouted, but many more did not move, all watched with cold eyes and indifferent expressions, they were scared before and then awakened, purple seemed mad, but did not kill innocents indiscriminately.

These dead people, all of whom were previously rebutters of Zixuan, are with Zheng Nan, and are obviously also powerful people.

Such a man deserves to die.

“Zijuan has gone mad. He will kill us now, and then he will kill you. You are now indifferent. The future is worse than ours. ”

“How ruthless you are to us today, how harsh he will be to you every day, today is a great opportunity to get rid of the purple, we all do our best. ”

“We fought him for the sake of the letter, for the sake of Baodan, and he died a great deal, but he succeeded, but he could prosper for the rest of his life. ”

The screams kept ringing, letting them say good things, but nobody listened to the magic anymore, everyone looked at it coldly, nobody was willing to intervene.

Likewise, there is no way to intervene. Purple power is unmatched, the energy in the body is constant, the source is almost non-expendable, all emperors can fight to death, who dares to do it.

At this moment, Zijuan is invincible and no one can kill him.

“Boom!”

The energy curled, purple hit the person, but the enemy was not extinguished, the other party flied upside down, coughed blood.

“Emptiness! ”

In the purple eyes, the cold light flashed, and the golden sword began to tremble in his hand. The next moment, he flew out voluntarily and turned into a great sword, with no superior power.

“Heh!” “Heh! ”.......

His face was white, he manipulated the spiritual soldiers and fought hard to resist them, but only a few attacks were blocked, and the spiritual soldiers were chopped up. The next moment, his body was divided into two parts by the spiritual soldiers, and his body fell out of the sky.

Everyone trembled and two words appeared in their hearts.

Invincible!

But in the eyes of the powerful monks, purple is an invincible demon.

On this day, the martial arts field outside Liu's house, that is, this huge square, bloodbathed into rivers, bones like mountains, intense blood, rushing to the sky, stiff and undisturbed.

All people tremble in fear.

Purple slaughter to madness, to explosion, I don't know how many people have been cut.

On that day, several major forces suffered heavy losses.

“Seven days later, go to Holy Land. ”

At the end of the killing, the blood dripping around the purple circle did not stain, the surrounding area was golden and bright, red eyes, red light dissipated, restored to normal, then said calm words, walked into Liu's door.

“Buzz!”

The light shivered, the shield scattered, the concentrated blood, the red, rushing to the sky.

Everyone felt cold and quietly watched Ziqing enter Liu's house.

“This...! ”

Looking at the ground, the bones of the mountains, all silent, some even more unbearable and dreadful.

During the day, Liu Jiayou's doorway, blood flowed like a river, corpse crossing square, is like a hell of a world.

Vibration again.

thick breath of blood, not dissipated for several days, condensed in the dome of heaven, like a grieving soul crying.

Everyone trembled, and the people who watched the war were almost frightened, and a lot of people almost threw up their bile.

Purple hands are relentless, like a devil who walks out of the land and slaughters all powerful men.

One sentence, one kill, no frown wrinkles, when really ten steps to kill, no blood dripping.

Even the emperor was easily slaughtered, and purple is invincible.

As all people have said, every time a purple wave appears, it causes a huge wave. Disappeared for two years and reappeared, first beating the demons and purifying the silence of death.

But it didn't take long to calm down, and another massacre came along, causing a huge wave.

In the course of cutting off the bulk cultivation, De Gao's esteemed Zhengnan, once again, hit several major forces in the face.

In World War I, Purple killed a lot of people that day, but with the exception of very few scattered cultivations, they were almost all powerful people.

It's a big plot against Purple.

But Purple was killed and broken.

Even Zheng Nan is dead, the late emperor is no match for purple, no one dares to underestimate purple. Although he is not imperial, he has extraordinary power.

Just as the purple killers were endangering themselves, Purple spoke and went to the holy place seven days later.

In an instant, the entire city of Eternal Vessels, even the monks of the area, boiled down.

Burial place, full of treasure, Dan soldiers are like cabbage, Bao Dan is everywhere, although dangerous, once it comes out alive, it is the monarchy level.

This rumor, which is somewhat exaggerated, is still hopeful, although most people do not believe it.

Seven days, enough to spread the message around, but again, enough purple to go into the minefield and charge some lightning, as a base card.

This appearance deterred the Sovereign level, wiped out a late emperor, charged lightning, almost depleted, and purple must be replenished.

This is his only bottom card to date to deter sectarian hierarchies.

All thunderbolts appear, albeit at the sovereign level, to drink hate.

This time, Zijuan took the Pengbird King provided by the Liu family to the minefield, day and night rush, fast, seven days time, enough one back and forth.

This is also why he has set a time limit of seven days.

In the minefield, the purple gold gourd is gorgeous, swallowing the light of delusion, and putting in a raging thunderstorm, this is his base card, be sure to prepare well.

Seven days later, the blink of an eye disappeared, and Purple returned on the King of Pengbirds.

Everbright City, has already gathered a lot of scattered repairs, the people of the mountains and the sea, the whole Everbright City, almost everyone is crowded, the inn liquor house even the farmhouse, is full, even outside the city, is also gathered countless scattered repairs.