Thunder Martial

Stay in the tree palace and hear voices from outside the world.

He frowned slightly.

“Daoist, I have to talk to you about something. ”

Voices outside the world are coming again.

With purple hearts and minds, a passage emerged in the sky of the world from which a spiritual descent emerged.

Coming to Heavenly Martial Continent, Dickie's gaze swept away and the spirit released.

His face changed and he looked amazed at everything in the world.

“What is it?”

Purple voices come out of the tree palace with a little indifference and no intention of inviting each other.

“The next time I came, I came to ask one thing, and I looked to my friends to tell them honestly.” Dickie's attitude is quite polite.

“What is it? ”

“I heard that a few days ago, my friend sealed a fierce demon tribe, I wonder if it's true or false? ”

“It's true, is there a problem? ”

The violets still do not appear, only the voices echo between heaven and earth.

“Do you know how many people the Demon Clan has destroyed?” Dickie asked again.

“I don't know, I don't want to know.” Purple lightly said: “If not, please leave. ”

“That's a bad word, Daoist. ”

"The demonic race is extremely aggressive, destroying nearly twenty of the world's size, causing enormous losses to those spiritual realms that will not necessarily recover for hundreds of thousands of years," Dickie said. ”

Purple appeared and stood in front of Dickie, “What exactly are you trying to say? ”

"Can Taoists make a contribution to the sealed Demons to make up for their losses?" said Dickie. ”

Purple sneered and said, “So that's what you're going to do. Then let me ask you, is it true that the demons are raging? ”

“Of course!” said Dickie.

"Are the demons unrestrained?" said Purple. “There was no one to subdue them at the time? ”

“That was the scene at the time.” Dickie nodded again.

“Did I spell the Seal Demon Clan to solve the danger for the others? ”

Dickie silenced down this time.

"I was wounded and consumed greatly in battle with the Demon Clan," said Purple. “Why not use this Demon Clan to restore me? ”

"That's a bad word," said Dickie. "How can you say that your world is intact and seriously injured? ”

"Is it me or you?" said Zijuan. In other words, I saved your lives, and you just came to ask for something from me without thanking me. By the way, isn't that embarrassing? ”

Dickie's face grew harder to look at and said coldly, “Who do you think is shameless? And who did you save? If you hadn't stopped us halfway, we would have killed the Demons. ”

Looking at each other with a sharp tone in an instant, the purple face reveals a strange color.

He didn't know where the gas came from, came here single-handedly, and then spoke to him in that manner.

“What, self-conscious, mute by me?” Dickie looked at Purple and smiled.

"If you're being reasonable, I'll be right with you. On the contrary, if you're messing around, I'm sorry, you're going to die! ”

Dickie snorted coldly and said: "You really are willing to test your fruit! You want to kill someone if you don't mind? Don't think you're in the middle of something, I'll be scared of you! I'm telling you, in this Caith Sanctuary, everything has rules. ”

"Looks like you're some kind of lethal ash," said Purple. So let me guess, after I kill you, those people behind you, they're gonna do it to me in the name of revenge for you, right? And you didn't lose much, just a body at best. ”

Dickie's face changed slightly, humming: “This is bullshit! Am I here to seek resources for those who have lost so much money to die? ”

"You may be right in your calculations, but if you come here to die, you will certainly depend on it, but you or you have no idea that I have not only the means to kill, but also the means to follow. ”

Dickie's face changed and she felt bad in her heart.

“This kind of tracking means tracking the location of the world according to the aura of others," Zixuan added. ”

Dickie's face changed dramatically.

Purple looked at each other and said, “Think about it. It's not worth dying for. Even if you're immortal, but if your world breaks down, believe me, it'll take you years to recover, right? ”

Dickie's face was constantly changing, and Purple said: “There is no point in dying like this, you can tell those people, if you really want to hit my idea, just come straight, don't look for these useless excuses. ”

Zijuan waved his hand again and said: "Let's go, just take the words and go home. There's no need to make a heavy loss on yourself. ”

Dickie stood there, still motionless.

It seems that this is completely different from what was agreed between the two sides when he left without meeting everyone's requirements, let alone without the rewards that were promised, perhaps those people will still be angry with themselves.

Dickie's face has become incredibly ugly when she thinks about being targeted and even rubbing her shoulders against each other over the next countless years.

Purple looked at him quietly.

A moment later, Dickie's face seemed a little dazed, "I don't believe it, you have to die! ”

Since there's nothing to talk about, I'll see you in a dagger.

As soon as he slapped out, the light circled between his palms and the momentum was dramatic.

Looking at this clap, Purple sighed, “Why do you want to die? ”

Not far away the black light flashes and the ghost stands there.

Tianfeng stood beside it.

The palm print is approaching, and the thunder shines on the purple body, waving the palm resistance.

A roar, powerful ripples fluctuated and Dickie's body flew back fast.

He palpitated, then shouted and came forward again.

Purple face, gradually cooling, eyes circulating with killing.

“Needs his blood and a strand of soul. ”

In his Sea of Consciousness, the voice of the underworld was sounded.

Purple body releases bright thunder, bright and eye-catching.

Countless thunderstorms surrounded him, and he shook his boxing towards Dickie.

Thunder Burst!

Boom, Dickie's defense broke and his body was destroyed by the thunder force, directly exploding.

Blood from the sky sprinkles, and the power of the soul floats among them.

This strand of soul has been annihilated.

The distant idols flew forward, opening their mouths and spitting out a breath of blood.

It spits on the blood and contains a special and powerful power that merges into the soul.

Immediately afterwards, the soul trembled, sending out a swallowing force, the blood spilled around, absorbed part of it.