Thunder Martial

The many demons who have come to the outside world, this is a great world for the people of this land.

But some forces are doomed to not even have the chance to become companions. Such as the Geng family and the Li family, their demons were cut to pieces by purple.

Apart from the patriarchal rank, no one can suppress these evils in this area, and their strength wants to be elevated again, only to go to the wider heavens and the earth, where is their stage.

At the end of the day, they will not forget that a man named Purple brings endless legends to the land, endless glory. Hidden all the rays of evil with one's own strength.

This area, completely quiet, lacks all the young demons, lacks the vitality it deserves, like an old man in his twilight years, dead and dead, a twilight.

The great forces who are concerned about their courage are relieved, and in the time that follows, they will do their utmost to nurture the next generation of young people and build up all their strength.

When the dust is finally settled, so are the legends. With the passage of time, the legend of purple has slowly turned into the past.

In this part of the world, there was no more death, and occasionally in the pub, drunk people would say that there was a young man named Purple, who suppressed the younger generation, became the strongest demon, created endless glory, but eventually died.

A year later, the evil of leaving, did not return, no one knew that they were alive or dead.

And people are gradually forgetting the evil of the past, the new generation of young people, and starting to show their heads.

A small genius emerged, as a teenager, entering the congenial realm, with various heads and corners, heralding the arrival of another world, during the year, a number of small geniuses emerged.

An era has passed and yet another era has come.

In the blink of an eye, another year later, little genius brings vitality to this dead land.

It's just the waves that caused it. Obviously, there's no previous shock from the purple rays. These little geniuses are just innate, and there's still a long way to go.

The former warfare sect, Xuanwu sect, is also famous for its two demons, Zhang Haotian and Lu Peng.

Little geniuses rise, and one demon, in another, creates the glory that belongs to them.

Indigenous peoples in the South have gained their reputation.

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In an unnamed mountain range, the sky is clear and the sky is washed.

“Bong Lung Lung! ”

All of a sudden, rolling thunder sounded like the end of the day, and a terrible thunder came down from the sky.

The vast Levi gives life to all beings to tremble, hundreds of beasts to crawl and panic.

This is Thunder Robbery, Powerful Terrible, Destroying everything.

The heavens and the earth are silver and white, and the thunder and lightning of the road are like chains of heaven and earth, running through the sky, the sound of thunder rolls, the power of thunder and lightning is shattering, and large areas of wood explode.

Mountain peaks blow up, gravel roll down, endless lightning, flooding heaven and earth, hundreds of beasts roar and run wildly, some slow, instantly destroyed by lightning, is a scene of extinction.

But in the midst of these thousands of thunders, a young man with dark hair is using his body to resist the thunderbolts, his surroundings are glowing with gold, creating a powerful attack, the thunderbolts in the sky are all dispersed by him, transformed into thunderbolt energy, swallowed up by his mouth, and then used these energies to quench the flesh and strengthen the body.

Golden glitter, he was like a golden armored war god, standing in the midst of thousands of lightning bolts, letting the thunderbolts fall.

“Bong Lung Lung! ”

The thunderstorms fall, become more powerful and more numerous, and finally, completely submerge this part of the world, forming a minefield.

The whole thick forest was raging at this moment, the rocks collapsed, the trees burst, the earth split apart, and endless thunderbolts ravaged everything.

This thunderstorm lasted for hours and shook up all walks of life.

When the energy runs out, a young man walks out of the woods full of sores, and on his shoulder, there's a little guy who glows all over, like a monkey, not a monkey, not a monkey.

“Two years, don't know what happened outside? ”

With the little guy, the young man came to the bustling big city and asked about the trail of some of his late friends.

On that day, two great geniuses fought hard, attracting a lot of attention. The genius of the battle came from the two families of the heavens, and finally, the genius of the heavens won.

“Li's genius was defeated. ”

“The Le family has now fallen, three great demons have been slaughtered by purple, and many powerful people have been slaughtered since then. ”

“It is not that the Li family is not dismayed, but that the heavenly family is stronger. Two years ago, the evil of their family was brought back to the inheritance of the holy place, so much so that the whole strength of the heavenly family is stronger. ”

A lot of people in the tavern are talking about World War I. The rise of little geniuses has brought some vitality to the region.

“The war of the innate wars in the district, there really is no great place, still miss the era of purple, even the imperial sky massive meteor. ”

“Yeah, I saw it with my own eyes that day, he punched a royal emperor, no double fighting power, and it shook my heart. ”

“As long as purple appeared, it must have been a scene of blood flowing into a river. But Zijuan ended up dead, becoming a dead Heavenly Martial Artist. ”

“Without purple, and without evil, this area is a dead end. For two years, there hasn't been a decent battle. I really miss that era of purple. ”

Two years later, again speaking of purple, there was also a small wave in the tavern, so many people were sighing.

“Has it been an era, and I've become the past?” In a blind corner, a young man stares out the window and beckons.

In just two years, an era has passed.

“Where are my friends? Did they all leave? ”

And in the conversation that follows, as young people speculate, all the demons are gone.

“In the beginning, Wang Xian lost less than ten battles and four monsters, but caused a lot of vibration. ”

“There was Lin Xue, who later came to the top, not less powerful than Wang Xian, equally less than ten moves, and lost the four great demons. ”

“Zixuan's friends have always been strong, everyone knows, but never thought, even Red Face is so strong. ”

“I heard that Nie Tian at the time caused the Geng family a great loss. ”

“Zhang Haotian joined forces with Lu Peng to risk the death of all the great forces of the Emperor. ”

Everyone remembers the past and exclaims the ages with alcohol.

And in the corner, a young man, bewildered and unexpected, so much happened.

“An era has come to an end, another generation of young people is about to rise, and the purple age has passed. ”

“Yeah, he created the glory, but he died, unfortunately, lamentably. ”

Everyone was sighing.

“Hmm, just a dead man, nothing to lament.” All of a sudden, a cold hum came through the door and walked into a young man, who was only a teenager, and his body breathed a strong breath.

“Boy, what did you say?” An earthquake struck, a monk shot the case.

“Didn't you hear me? I said it was just a dead man.” The young man came in with a cold voice and walked in with a middle-aged man behind him.

“It's him, the little genius of the Heavenly Family, who just defeated the Little Genius of the Le Family. ”

“He was only fifteen years old, was born in the middle of the day, and he was exceptionally qualified. He was said to have been cultivated by the Heavenly Family as the first demon. ”

“The middle-aged man next to him was a royal emperor who had always protected his safety. ”

Many people recognize young people and shout.

Listening to the discussion around him, the young man was more arrogant, sweeping around, indifferent: “At last, the purple beast became the past, no whole corpse was beaten to death by our strong people, and his talent was not high. At the age of 16, he was just in a true mood. Such trash qualifications are deeply disgraceful to me. ”

Young people are arrogant, they also have arrogant capital. Fifteen years old is the middle of life, far more powerful than the purple power of the day.

But a lot of people are fine. Purple talent is not high, but it is strong, and the realm never represents his strength. When he kills an enemy, it is not superior.

But nobody talks, because middle-aged people, they unleash the aura of imperial emptinence and change color.

Moreover, the other party is a Cangjian, and there is unresolved resentment with Purple. This is Cangli City again. At this moment, no one dares to touch the frown of the Cangjian family.

“Little doll, talk a little bit of virtue, some people, even if they're dead, are not something you can blaspheme as a hairy boy.” But those who dislike it still say it.

“What, am I wrong? He's equally qualified, in the same realm, I cut him ten.” The young man was arrogant.

“Oh, young man, even your parents wouldn't dare say that, if you were alive, purple would be at least the emperor, who can suppress him in the same realm, as for you, go fight with the innate realm. ”

“He is stronger and a dead man, and the remains of those who were killed by our strong people are invisible.” The young man was pale.

“You only say he's dead, why don't you say how many strong men of your tribe have died in his hands? In the holy place, he strolled with his own strength the mice of the emperor, when purple was nothing but the true realm. The evil of your family has been severely wounded several times, and your teeth have been knocked out..."

“Enough!” The young man got angry.

“What, I'm not right, when Zijuan attacked you, your Mid-Midterm Emperor, all fled, now he's dead, a hairy boy from your district, come here to talk, two years ago you thirteen, if you see Zijuan, you will scare the piss. ”

“Uncle Luo, I hate this nonsense fly, knocking his teeth out, letting him know what happened to the nonsense and slandering the house.” Young man cold-blooded.

“Hmm, did I say anything, you know that in your heart, why, you want to shoot me today?” This is a true monk of Nine Heavens, who went to the Holy Land on that day and was very grateful to Purple.

“Two years ago, the strong members of your family were suppressed by purple friends and tortoised in the scene that the family did not dare to appear. You forgot, two years later, you are going to fight the dispersion repair again, is it good to forget the wound pain? ”

There is no one around to say anything, except this one who is truly strong, who strives for it.

“Uncle Lo, I hate him and cut him straight off.” The young man opens his mouth, his voice is apathetic, his cold eyes look like he's watching a dead man.

“Rationally, however, it is your style to kill, and it seems that two years ago there was no profound lesson for you. ”

“You talk too much and now you're on your way. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes collapsed with endless killing machines, and the air of the royal palace swept directly towards the heavenly lid of the true Yuan Realm Brothers.