Daqizong

"For some reason, I always have an ominous premonition!"

On Qingyang Peak, in the blessed land of Immortal Mountain, a large number of monsters flew out from the dark vortex full of demonic energy, roaring, howling, and pounced on them.

But soon, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, and the thunder that kept falling down killed them instantly.

Even if some fish were caught occasionally, they were quickly reduced to flying ash under the terrifying thunder power like a torrential rain.

Watching this scene, Lu Zhengfeng said to a senior Lu family beside him.

The Lu family senior said: "Don't worry, they can't break through the Wanlei formation. This formation was designed and presided over by the ancestor himself. Even after a million years, it still has unrivaled power. Don't talk about these monsters, even if the Ninth Great Dao Realm can come, if they try to confront them head-on, they can only drink their hatred on the spot!"

Lu Zhengfeng shook his head, smiled wryly, "I'm not worried that the formation will be broken."

"Oh, then what are you worried about?" the senior Lu family asked.

"I...worry over there." Lu Zhengfeng looked in Lei Chi's direction.

The senior members of the Lu family were silent.

From just now, the demon has used an unknown method to block the Lu family's control over Lei Chi, making it impossible for the big formation to mobilize forces to support there.

And because Lei Chi itself has great power, that place is not a place that the guardian forces pay attention to. Once the road is blocked by monsters, it is extremely difficult for support to arrive.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with this design, because in the heavens and myriad worlds, apart from the will of Lu Family Patriarch Chunyang Tianzun himself, there is nothing else that can carry the thunder water, and it is impossible for other forces to seize it through sneak attacks. Here it is, break it or steal it.

However, Lu Zhengfeng's ominous premonition obviously did not arise out of nothing. In fact, even the senior members of the Lu family who spoke to him had similar premonitions.

He also turned his gaze to that direction, as if he could see the monstrous devilish energy hovering in it through the heavy clouds.

It was the power of the six-winged ancient demon, and it instantly activated the Ten Thousand Cracking Palm. The power he controlled almost surpassed the limit of the Nine Layer Peak.

The terrible murderous intent has arrived.

"Lu Feiyu...will you be all right?"

……

Amid the sound of fighting, one after another Lu family children fell from the sky.

It was Ji Luo and Xiang Hui who had unleashed all their strength and were fighting them to the death.

Ji Luo and Xianghui are indeed the strongest confidantes under the Six Wings Ancient Demon's command. Even if they are in the Great Formation of Ten Thousand Thunders and are besieged by many enemies, they will not lose the slightest bit.

But as more and more masters of the Lu family came, there were even three half-step immortals among them.

They usually don't have the strength to threaten these two demon masters, but within their own blessed land, with the blessing of a large formation, their strikes are thunderous, and they already possess terrifying lethality.

The Lu family is rumored to be able to control the existence of calamities in the heavens. Although the rumors are inevitably exaggerated, in the Lu family, only the elite among the elites can practice imperial law and master the way of robbery, but ordinary thunder, all kinds of thunder methods , but it has everything that one expects to find, even the weakest monk of the first level of Taoism can play with proficiency.

The power of thunder itself is one of the most lethal powers among the many paths. Ji Luo and Xianghui added many terrible wounds that were difficult to heal.

The accumulation of such injuries will cause serious consequences. If they cannot be treated in time, they may even die.

They felt that the pressure was getting bigger and bigger, and they couldn't hold on anymore.

At this moment, suddenly a black shadow soared into the sky, directly breaking through the numerous restrictions in the sky above the Thunder Pool.

Ji Luohe returned with great joy and said, "Mozun!"

The next moment, a strange bloody light also rushed up.

"What is that?" Seeing this scene, Ji Luo and Xianghui were shocked.

In the blood light, there is a monstrous power, which instantly permeates the world, and turns into a huge and incomparable Dharma image.

This dharma figure has three heads and six arms, sharp horns, and distorted face, like a ghost.

On the six arms, there are also densely packed strange pupils, but they are the opposite of the normal white pupils and black pupils, which are the vision of black pupils and white pupils.

When the Faxiang raised its six arms high, it was like thousands of strange beasts opened their eyes in the darkness at the same time, a boundless trembling like a weak creature being stared at by fierce tigers and wolves, born in Ji Luo and Xianghui's minds.

"That...that's the Eye of Punishment!" Ji Luo felt that he was about to suffocate, so he couldn't help but said with difficulty.

On the six arms, thousands of Eyes of Heaven's Punishment burst out blood and tears at the same time.

The ghost power of ignorance burst out from it.

"Thousands of catastrophes and soul slashing!"

The blood was shining brightly, and quickly formed a piece, quickly passing through the body of the six-winged ancient demon.

The six-winged ancient demon paused for a moment, his whole body was burning with blood-red flames, and a strange force possessed him.

But soon, as if nothing happened, it disappeared.

"go!"

With a trace of blood on the corner of the six-winged ancient demon's mouth, it turned into an afterimage and rushed over, saying to Ji Luo and Xianghui.

Ji Luo and Xianghui came back to their senses, quickly protected the six-winged ancient demon, and flew out.

"Mozun, what happened to Lu Feiyu?" On the way, Ji Luo couldn't help asking, "This thing on your body..."

"Lu Feiyu is dead, and there is not even a remnant soul left! This seat deliberately destroyed his true spirit. Without special means, even if the Lu family paid a huge price, they would not be able to revive it, and it would be even more difficult to cultivate to this level! "

The six-winged ancient demon sneered, and said with a slightly smug expression.

"This time, we succeeded!"

However, when Ji Luo mentioned the things on his body, his expression changed slightly, and he said: "This is his last moment, and he launched a counterattack by condensing the will of the remnant soul. I didn't expect that after his soul was shattered, he would instead comprehend the power of the immortal sun god." Dao, briefly broke through to the eighth level!"

"Although this remnant soul is already extremely weak, but after sacrificing itself and sacrificing his life, it is equivalent to a full-strength attack by a eight-level master."

"However, I don't understand what it is. It seems to be a cursed secret technique, but it doesn't seem to be!"

"So that's the case, then let's ignore it for the time being. After leaving this place, we will have our own way to solve it." Ji Luo said.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw the six-winged ancient demon's complexion change.

"Mozun, what's wrong with you?" Ji Luo asked in astonishment.

The six-winged ancient demon said: "I know what this thing is! This is the lure of ten thousand calamities, attracting all heavens and calamities, and attacking the mark on my body!"

Ji Luo and Xianghui lost their voices: "Could it be that this is the Lu family's secret, the secret method that can control the power of the robbery? Among the Tianxuan Lei imperial methods, the untransmitted secret that only Chunyang Tianzun can cultivate?"

The six-winged ancient demon said: "It is specious, but this effect is definitely not wrong. I feel that there will be a catastrophe soon!"

It turned out that Lu Feiyu knew that with his broken soul, he would definitely not be able to harm the six-winged ancient demon, but using the secret method as a guide to attract Heavenly Tribulation, it was possible to kill him.

This Ten Thousand Tribulations Seizing Soul Slash is the simplified version of the strongest supernatural power 'Myriad Tribulations' among the Tianxuan Thunder Imperial Law. The ultimate killer move created after nearly a million years of hard work.

It can't immediately obliterate the opponent like "Myriad Tribulations", but it can use its own will to leave a special mark on the opponent.

This seal is born due to conditions, and it is destroyed due to conditions. It cannot be eliminated by waiting for leisure.

Even if a powerful master like the six-winged ancient demon used this trick, he could only be forced to enter the state of transcending the catastrophe. Anytime, anywhere, a catastrophe may come, and the power of the heavens will be triggered to attack it.

"Heavenly Tribulation is coming..." Hearing the explanation of the six-winged ancient demon, Ji Luo and Xianghui couldn't help but gasped.

This is simply the most terrifying curse among the heavens, and it is extremely dangerous for monks.

The so-called doomed, nothing more.

Even if you are extremely talented and unparalleled in strength, when you cross the catastrophe, you can only tremble and walk on thin ice.

Moreover, the more powerful the monk, the stronger the catastrophe he will trigger. A powerful master like the six-winged ancient demon will definitely trigger catastrophe.

This is definitely a terrifying force enough to kill him!

"It may not be a dead end. If it were normal, if Lu Feiyu used this trick, I would still be afraid of him three points, but when he was dying, he used it hastily, and it would definitely not be able to trigger ten thousand calamities. Jie, has an essential difference."

"As long as you escape from here, find one or two safe places, and concentrate on resisting, you will be able to overcome this difficulty."

The six-winged ancient demon obviously knew that he was in crisis, but he remained calm.

……

Countless corpses of monsters were piled up on the wasteland under the fairy mountain, and the disciples of the Lu family flew across the sky from time to time, cruising around.

With the six-winged ancient demon, Ji Luo and Xianghui, and the evacuation of the remaining monsters, this sudden attack finally came to an end.

"What about the loss?"

Flying above the battlefield filled with gunpowder smoke and bloody smell, Lu Zhengfeng asked the disciples who were chasing up from the side.

"Third Elder, we lost eight sixth-level peak monks, twenty sixth-level monks, more than a hundred fourth- and fifth-level monks, and three hundred elite guards, but we killed most of the invading enemies, including ten demons and a half. The power of step length, and the hundred thousand demon soldiers they summoned..."

"The rest were mostly injured, but at the last moment, they were taken away by the Six-winged Demon Venerable..."

"In terms of blessed land, three manors, five other courtyards were destroyed, ten towns and two cities were destroyed, and more than ten thousand ordinary people were killed or injured..."

In the fighting that lasted less than half an hour, Qingyang Xianshan suffered a lot of losses, but from Lu Zhengfeng's ears, it was nothing.

None of the powerful masters of the Lu family suffered losses, nor were they even injured.

But he quickly dropped this idea, because he had already been summoned, and something happened to Lei Chi.

Thinking of this, his face darkened, he ignored the doorman who reported the situation, and flew over there at a faster speed.

Beside the Thunder Pond, a group of high-level Lu family members had already gathered, and many guards were waiting outside to block other monks who came after hearing the news, but no one dared to stop Lu Zhengfeng, who is the third elder, so he flew in quickly.

"Zhengfeng, you are here." Seeing him flying into the valley, a white-haired old man sighed softly and turned around.

"Great Elder, have you left the customs?" Lu Zhengfeng was slightly startled, and immediately looked aside.

There, a lifeless corpse lying on the smooth jade brick floor was Lu Feiyu.

A faint figure floated above it, but it was almost hard to see its face.

That was a member of the Lu family, and he summoned his soul with a heaven-defying magic that could revive ordinary Taoist monks.

However, Lu Feiyu's cultivation has already reached the late stage of Dao Realm, and the essence of soul is even more unmatched by those monks.

Such methods are not even a drop in the bucket, and they are not of much help to make up for his soul.

When Lu Zhengfeng saw this, he immediately understood that this was his last dying moment, and he was afraid that from then on, Lu Feiyu would really be lost, leaving no trace of him in the world.

It is not an easy task to counterattack the six-winged ancient demon with the secret method of myriad calamities.

He had a chance to survive, but in order to kill his opponent, he still chose to make a move.

"Why are you bothering?" Lu Zhengfeng sighed lightly.

It was as if upon hearing these words, the remnant soul that had been floating above the corpse, lingering blankly, finally turned around.

The people around did not dare to release their divine thoughts or mana breath, for fear of disturbing him and causing him to collapse.

Lu Zhengfeng could clearly sense that a faint divine sense swept across his body.

It was like an old man who was dying, struggling to open his eyes and look at the people in front of the sick bed.

"You are all here."

Lu Feiyu's slightly tired voice rang in everyone's minds.

Relying on the secret method of summoning souls, at this moment, he has a clear thinking like a flash of light.

"The seat of the Nine Heavens will be inherited by Zhengfeng. Elders in the clan, you should follow the regulations and do it yourself."

"Okay." The Great Elder replied concisely.

This kind of treatment is also what he is willing to see.

Lu Zhengfeng asked: "Do you have anything else to say?"

When everyone heard the words, they all understood that he was referring to the last words regarding the current situation.

Lu Feiyu is Shen Tianjun of Nine Heavens, acting on behalf of the Lu family and in charge of the Immortal League. Many major policies and development strategies are closely related to the interests of the Lu family.

Now, his power and career will be handed over to Lu Zhengfeng to inherit.

But Lu Zhengfeng was not the most suitable candidate, he was just a hastily launched substitute, and he needed to obtain Lu Feiyu's legacy before he could bear the burden.

Unexpectedly, Lu Feiyu was silent for a long time, never saying a word.

It wasn't until his figure gradually dissipated that everyone looked at him, feeling a little anxious, and said: "God's will tricks people!"

"In the future, you should pay more attention to Li Wan. After seeing what he has done, make plans!"

"Follow Li Wan? What do you mean?" Lu Zhengfeng was slightly startled.

But soon, he reacted again.

Now Pangan was silent and disappeared, Lu Feiyu died in battle again, and the six-winged ancient demon was also injured by his counterattack at the last moment, and was in danger.

In such a huge heaven, there is only one spiritual venerable Li Wan left in all the forces, who is the immortal power who retains almost complete strength.

Lu Feiyu didn't mention Shaking God, because Li Wan's potential strength is much stronger than Shaking God! (~^~)