Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang.

Chapter 572 Even if one hand holds up Qingyun Temple, no one can defeat it
Looking at Zhang Zhiwei appearing on the roof, Zhang Yi was a little dumbfounded.

You don't have to stay there to protect them, you can just carry them over, what kind of bullshit is that?! How can you move properly while carrying so many people?

Moreover, with so many people present, the other side will definitely focus their attack on them. Thunder magic has no eyes, and what if one is not careful and breaks the golden light barrier and injures the people inside?
Isn't this just causing trouble? When did this guy become so unreliable?

Not only Zhang Yi, Yi Qian also had a headache. Even with his decades of experience, he couldn't imagine how he should fight while supporting nearly twenty people.

This is more than 2,000 kilograms. Who can lift more than 2,000 kilograms to fight? Is he a king who can lift a tripod?

Although the gold content of lifting with golden light and lifting with brute force is different, the Overlord did not fight by carrying the tripod!

Even the woman in the red skirt couldn't help but laugh in anger when she saw Zhang Zhiwei appearing on the roof. How much does he look down on people? She said harshly:
"You are leading them to seek death. Do you really think you are invincible?"

Zhang Zhiwei said calmly: "You can come and give it a try. Even if I need to maintain the golden light and hold up Qingyun with one hand to watch the crowd, I am still invincible!"

He glanced at the woman in the red dress below with a cold gaze, and his arrogant and cold aura burst out. He didn't look like a carefree Taoist priest at all.

"Just try it!"

The woman in the red dress opened her mouth, with a ferocious smile on her seemingly childish face.

She waved her arm, and the asphalt-like Yin thunder in the Northern Border Cangtan beneath her feet suddenly boiled up, but what came out were not bubbles, but sharp lightning spears.

Immediately afterwards, those lightning spears shot up suddenly, pouring down like a torrential rain, covering the sky and earth, covering Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Yi, Yi Qian, and Zhang Huaiyi, and focusing on attacking the golden light in Zhang Zhiwei's hand.

Zhang Yi and Yi Qian were startled, and the thunder magic and talismans in their hands flew together. While constantly destroying the Yin thunder, they moved closer to Zhang Zhiwei, trying to help him resist the firepower.

After all, although the Golden Light Spell has strong defensive power, it is not very effective when facing thunder magic, especially the Yin Thunder that sucks the bones and marrow. I am afraid that if it touches it, a big hole will be corroded.

However, although they were extremely anxious, Zhang Zhiwei remained calm and still stood on the roof with the golden light in his hand. He ignored the overwhelming thunder and just stretched out his right hand and clenched it hard.

A deep and sticky black color suddenly emerged from his palm and transformed into an extremely dark giant hand, which suddenly grabbed downwards.

Bubbles rolled on the surface of the big hand from time to time, as if it was made of mud, but its power was quite strong. Wherever it passed, the lightning spears shot by the woman in red skirt were all corroded.

"Boom!"

The big black hand opened its five fingers and slapped the woman in the red dress hard as if slapping a fly.

The woman in the red skirt was shocked: "What's going on? The thunder method this kid learned was actually Dirty Water Thunder, and his realm is so deep?!"

As a former disciple of Tianshi Mansion, she naturally knew that in Tianshi Mansion, the Yin and Yang Thunders were ranked on an equal footing, and in name there was no distinction between high and low, but in fact, the status of Yang Thunder was much higher than that of Yin Thunder.

It is generally believed in the Tianshi Temple that only those who are greedy for love between men and women, have weak wills, lose their virginity at an early age, and lose their Yuan Yang will practice Yin Lei.

This little Taoist priest who looks so arrogant is actually a man who is greedy for love between men and women?
Only mediocre people would be obsessed with love between men and women and killing. This is why the Yin Thunder of Longhu Mountain is inferior to the Yang Thunder.

It’s not that Yang Thunder is stronger than Yin Thunder, but that those who practice Yin Thunder are mediocre people.

She had always believed that only a Kun Dao like her was suitable for practicing Yin Lei, and those Qian Dao who had lost their virginity should not be qualified to be granted the Thunder Method...

"Is this little celestial master in front of me actually a mediocre person who indulges his desires because of his high talent?"

In her heart, she couldn't help but underestimate him a little.

Of course, at this critical moment, she didn't have time to think too much, and the big black hand suddenly came down.

However, she did not dodge. Her body turned black, and the moment the giant hand slapped her, her whole body suddenly collapsed and turned into sticky black mud, which merged into the Cangtan Lake in the Northern Territory.

With a loud "boom", a huge black hand slammed onto the ground, and its five fingers exerted force downwards and gripped tightly.

The land in the front yard and the Northern Border Cangtan cast by the woman in red skirt were crushed, squeezed out from between the fingers of the black giant hand, and exploded in all directions.

Zhang Yi and Yi Qian jumped away quickly. They were no less shocked than the woman in the red dress.

"What's going on? Didn't this kid just learn the water-dirty thunder not long ago? How come he is so strong? I'm afraid that even the masters who have been immersed in this art for decades don't have this skill!" Yi Qian looked incredulous.

"I don't...have it either!" Zhang Yi was so surprised that he couldn't speak. He still remembered that he was the one who asked his senior brother for Zhang Zhiwei's Crimson Palace Thunder. It had only been a short time, but it had already become so powerful! !
Isn't this development a bit too unreasonable? Just looking at the power of this move, it is probably more powerful than the Yin Lei that Junior Brother Zhang Shoucheng has practiced for decades. If he knew about it, wouldn't he find a piece of tofu and kill himself? !

Off the field, the Yin thunder that was as sticky as asphalt began to ripple. Then, a cylindrical object rose up from the ripples and gradually became clearer, turning into a human shape. It was the woman in the red dress.

"Can you transform yourself into Yin Lei and teleport in the Northern Border Cangtan? Yin Wu Lei's attainments are very deep!"

Zhang Zhiwei exclaimed, although his own Yin Thunder was strong, that was based on the use of Yang Thunder and powerful cultivation. He had not developed much Yin Thunder, and he could not do teleportation like this.

"It's even deeper!"

The woman in the red dress had a solemn expression on her face. She formed seals with her hands and drew talismans quickly. Behind her, a sky full of white paper figures appeared, and black mud-like Yin thunder was emanating from these paper figures.

The Yin thunder wrapped around these paper figures, forming black clay figures. These clay figures made eerie and strange laughter in the air, and then rushed towards the crowd.

Zhang Yi cast out talismans one after another, trying to destroy these clay figures just like before.

But something unexpected happened, the yang thunder and the talisman hit the clay figures, but apart from stirring up a pool of tiny mud spots, it did not cause any pain at all.

"A method that combines good and evil!" Zhang Yi frowned, feeling the situation was tricky.

The other party first used paper figures to perform magic tricks such as casting beans to create soldiers and controlling ghosts and gods. Although this method was strange, it was not difficult to crack. But the other party then covered these paper figures with a layer of Yin Lei coat.

Although Yin Lei sucks the marrow from the bones, it is the most orthodox Xuanmen method in the world. Most of the Xuanmen spells are effective against it, but as for other unorthodox abilities, they are useless to it.

In order to break it, one needs to use Yang Thunder. Although his attainments in Yang Thunder are not high, it is not difficult for him to destroy this thing.

However, Yi Qian's attainments in thunder magic were much higher than his. The two of them clapped their hands repeatedly, and thunder poured out from their palms, burning like a torrent, ready to destroy those clay figures.

But there were too many clay figures, and they kept appearing. Even though their hands were dancing with afterimages, they were unable to completely destroy them.

More clay figures flew into the sky and rushed towards the golden light held in Zhang Zhiwei's hand like suicide.

Zhang Zhiwei looked down from above and pushed down with one palm. The pitch-black Yin Lei hand wiped out those clay figures with an effect that could only be described as crushing.

But more clay figures slipped through the gaps between his five fingers like nimble fish.

The characteristics of the Yin Thunder meant that the attack would not be too swift, but rather heavy. However, the woman in the red skirt attached the Yin Thunder to the paper man, and with the help of the paper man's flexibility, she rushed towards the people in the golden light with the heavy Yin Thunder, like holding a thunderbolt.

Her target from the beginning to the end was not Zhang Zhiwei, nor Zhang Yi and Yi Qian, but the Qingyun audience held in Zhang Zhiwei's hands.

In fact, the moment Zhang Zhiwei appeared, she had already thought of backing out.

The reason why he didn't leave was because the scene of Zhang Zhiwei carrying Qingyun to watch the crowd was too humiliating.

If she wants to leave, she has to kill those people first.

but……

Her ideas are rich, but the reality is very bleak.

Zhang Zhiwei on the roof flipped his right hand, and the giant black hand covering the sky suddenly collapsed. Then, dazzling lightning burst out from his palm.

There were lightning and thunder in the sky one after another, and the clay figures that rushed towards the golden light were all accurately killed by the thunder.

The woman in the red dress on the ground looked at the scene with a dazed look on her face.

Yang Lei, she was very sure that the other party was using the palm thunder from the Yang Lei method.

But how is this possible? How is it possible to cultivate both Yin and Yang thunder at the same time? !

The conflict between Yin and Yang can be fatal, and the only way to reconcile them is through the guidance of the Heavenly Master. Could it be that this kid in front of him is the Heavenly Master of this generation? !
That's not right. The change of the Heavenly Master's position is a major event that shocked the world of extraordinary people. There is absolutely no way it can be done secretly.

Could it be... a thought flashed through the mind of the woman in the red dress, that the other party, like herself, had discovered some secrets and realized something?
Thinking about it this way, the woman in the red dress felt that it made sense. The other party was a genius, so it was normal for him to discover something.

"I guessed wrong before. This guy is not a mediocre person who only cares about the love between men and women. His Yang Thunder can destroy my Yin Thunder so easily. His attainments are not lower than his Yin Thunder. He can use the two kinds of thunder as easily as his own arms. He is truly inhuman. I cannot defeat him. The best strategy is to run away!"

The woman in the red dress was completely out of ideas. She made some hand gestures and her body gradually turned into mud. She was about to sneak into Cangtan in the northern border and escape.

But at this moment, a bolt of lightning as thick as a water tank fell from the sky and penetrated into the deep pool in the northern border.

In an instant, countless fine and fierce lightning burst out from the ground, crackling like the singing of thousands of birds.

These thunders were so violent that wherever they passed, a large amount of Yin thunder was evaporated. In just a blink of an eye, Cangtan in the northern border disappeared.

The red-dressed woman's escape method naturally became ineffective. She stood there blankly. The black color under her feet was gone. Only the earth that had been corroded by the Yin thunder, covered with cracks, and shattered at the touch was left.

"Oops!"

She realized the seriousness of the problem. Although she had taken it seriously enough, she still underestimated it. The other party's attainments in Yang Lei were far superior to Yin Lei.

The thunder in the sky was still gathering, and this attack was aimed at her.

Without having time to think, she directly used her strongest means. As a master who had deeply mastered the art of talismans and was good at exorcising gods and ghosts, even though her talismans were abolished and she turned to the religion of magic, what she was best at was still exorcising gods and ghosts.

It's just that the ghosts and gods they drive have become weaker!

"Master of the Yinshan Dharma Lineage, Yinshan Tianzun, come out!"

The woman in the red dress cast a spell, and paper people flew all over the sky. These paper people connected together like a puzzle carpet and turned into a giant paper person.

The runes around the paper man connected together and turned into a huge talisman, indicating that Yinshan Tianzun was coming.

"Please the ghosts and gods? We will also invite them!"

Zhang Yi pointed at the box containing the talismans and ordered the righteous gods to come and eliminate the evil gods. Exorcising gods and ghosts is also his trump card.

Before setting out, he performed the altar-setting ceremony, performed the rituals, and sealed them in talismans so that he could issue orders directly at the critical moment.

He didn't use it before because his opponent's "small king" had not been played, and he couldn't play the "big king".

Now that the other party used "Xiao Wang", he naturally followed suit.

"Hurry up as a law!"

The yellow talismans are flying, the rituals are unfolding, the imperial decree has been issued, and the righteous gods in the Taoist lineage have responded. The powerful divine power has come from thousands of miles away to construct a form.

But it was too slow. Zhang Yi was the one who made the move later, and the woman in the red skirt had a deeper attainment in talismans and was faster in summoning the gods.

I saw a huge black hand burning with green flames, grabbing Zhang Zhiwei with great force, just like Zhang Zhiwei had reached out to grab the woman in the red dress before.

The Yinshan Tianzun invited by the woman in the red dress is a black giant wrapped in green flames. He has three heads and six arms, a green face and fangs, a single horn on his head, and a circle of white skulls around his neck. He looks extremely terrifying.

An incomparable feeling of evil enveloped the surroundings, and everyone's heart darkened, as if covered by a shadow.

The evil god in front of him seemed to want to slaughter everything in the world, leaving no grass or grass alive and turning it into a dead place.

But Zhang Zhiwei on the roof didn't even look at it. He casually flicked his fingers and a ball of blue-green flame was ejected, hitting the "Yinshan Tianzun" wrapped in green flames.

In just a moment, the blue-green flame like a spark spread like wildfire and instantly enveloped Yinshan Tianzun.

The green flames around Yinshan Tianzun were completely unable to compete with it and melted away in an instant. It, as majestic as a prison, began to wail, and stretched out its palm in front of Zhang Zhiwei, which melted like mud under the scorching blue flames.

Yinshan Tianzun's aura suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse, and he quickly fell to the bottom of the valley, disappearing completely. Only blue-green flames were left raging between heaven and earth.

"This is the Samadhi True Fire that Zhuge Wu Hou created back then, specifically to deal with the third generation Heavenly Master Zhang Lu!"

Zhang Yi looked at the blue-green flames and muttered to himself.

Next, he looked at the divine general whose figure had already been outlined and was about to descend, and hurriedly wanted to interrupt the spell so as not to burn his own people by mistake, but it was too late, the real god was descending.

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei, who had been on the roof, suddenly moved. Light and shadows appeared in front of the woman in the red skirt. His fingers formed into a sword, and a white beam of light condensed out and chopped down diagonally...

A clear bloodstain appeared in the middle of the forehead of the woman in the red dress, running from top to bottom across her body.

(End of this chapter)