Martial arts become gods

Chapter 2674

After trying for a while, Lei Yuanzi had to give up.

This sky silver thunder is completely a bottomless pit, no matter how much energy he pours in, there is no response.

"Senior, is this really the silver thunder in the sky?" Mo Xian became more and more suspicious. If it was Mo Linghuo and Wan Yaofeng, they would have gone completely berserk by now.

However, the silver thunder in the sky is still very quiet, and it doesn't seem to have any energy at all.

"It should be true. It may be like this. None of us have seen the silver thunder in the sky before, and we don't know if it has power." Lei Yuanzi said.

After Mo Xian pondered for a while, he summoned Mo Linghuo and Wan Yaofeng.

Mo Linghuo turned into a wisp of black flames dancing in the air, and Wan Yaofeng was a wisp of gray-white wind.

Although both are quite quiet, they are obviously different from the Sky Silver Thunder, exuding an incomparably terrifying power.

"Mo Linghuo, Wan Yaofeng, I didn't expect you to get these two things." Lei Yuanzi said, feeling a little envious.

"Senior, you have been made fun of me!" Mo Xian said helplessly, so far, he has not displayed the true power of Mo Linghuo and Wan Yaofeng at all.

"What's the rush, the power of these things can't be achieved overnight, as your strength grows, the power you can unleash will become more and more amazing." Lei Yuanzi said lightly.

"I hope so!" Mo Xian shook his head mockingly.

"Looking at it this way, this sky silver thunder is indeed a bit fake." Lei Yuanzi carefully compared the sky silver thunder with Mo Linghuo Wanyaofeng, and was a little uncertain for a while.

"Then what do we do now?" Mo Xian asked.

"Damn it, you dare to fool me with a fake one!" Lei Yuanzi said angrily, "No, I have to find trouble with them this time."

As he spoke, he moved and flew directly from the roof.

"Senior..." Mo Xian was about to say something, but Lei Yuanzi had already disappeared.

"Almost forgot!"

But soon, Lei Yuanzi came back again, dropped two pills, and then disappeared without a trace again.

"Yuxu Pill, Holy Physique Pill!" Mo Xian was startled and wanted to say something, but Lei Sheng had disappeared without a trace.

"Who, who is making trouble here!" At this time, the owner of the restaurant rushed in angrily with two butcher's knives.

Mo Xian looked at the shop owner with a face full of meat, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

"Damn it, my roof was even demolished, and I lost money. I can't get up without a hundred gold coins." The shop owner looked at the big hole in the roof, and suddenly lay on the ground and rolled.

The corner of Mo Xian's mouth twitched, and after throwing down a bag of gold coins, he disappeared with a single movement.

The shop owner was still rolling on the ground, and suddenly realized something was wrong. When he looked up, he found that the room was already empty, but there was an extra bag of things.

Even if he didn't open it, he could smell the aroma of gold coins inside.

"Damn it!" The store owner scratched his head, and then left happily carrying the heavy gold coins.

After leaving the restaurant, Mo Xian wanted to track down Lei Yuanzi, but there was no trace of him.

Lei Yuanzi should have returned to the Leiling Clan to make trouble, but Mo Xian didn't know the exact location of the Leiling Clan, so he had to give up.

Thinking that I haven't been back to Beihuang Palace for a long time, it's time to go back.

After finding a place where no one was around, he tore apart the space and headed straight for the Northern Wilderness Hall.

The distance he traveled through the tearing space is much longer than before, but the Northern Wilderness Hall is quite far away.

And after tearing the space once, he still needs to recover for a while, so it still took several days to reach the periphery of the Northern Wilderness Hall.

Soon, he found an outpost, and when he was about to contact the people inside, he suddenly discovered that there should be no one in the outpost.

He frowned slightly, and immediately went to another outpost, but there was still no one in it, which was a bit unusual.

It stands to reason that with the defense of the Northern Desolate Palace, it is absolutely impossible for this to happen.

A gust of north wind blew past, and the biting cold made Mo Xian shiver uncontrollably, and suddenly felt a very uneasy feeling in his heart.

He quickly found a large outpost, and there was no one in it, but the teleportation array was still in operation.

Through the teleportation array, Mo Xian quickly returned to the gate of the Northern Wilderness Palace, and then his pupils shrank suddenly.

Today, the Northern Wilderness Palace still doesn't have the grandeur of the past. There are ruins everywhere, and even the main peak has been flattened.

Mo Xian rushed in immediately, because there was no one to maintain it, and many places in the Beihuang Temple were covered with snow, making it look very depressed.

Judging from the current situation, the Northern Wilderness Hall should have suffered a devastating blow and was directly wiped out.

Beihuang Temple is one of the hidden sects, and the strength of the opponent can be imagined.

Mo Xian gradually filled his footsteps, and he seemed to be able to smell the lingering smell of blood in the air.

But the strange thing is that there is not a single corpse around, as if everyone was evaporated in an instant.

After wandering aimlessly for a long time, Mo Xian finally saw a figure passing by.

He immediately followed, and finally in a corner formed by piled up ruins, he saw a shivering figure curled up, it was Han Ling'er, the little senior sister of Beihuang Palace.

At this time, Han Ling'er was like a frightened little wild cat, hiding in the corner, buried her head in her knees, looking pitiful.

"Little sister?" Mo Xian tried to call out.

But Han Ling'er seemed to be frightened again, and kept shrinking inward.

"What happened?" Mo Xian was stunned, Han Ling'er, who was usually fearless, turned into this.

After spending a lot of effort, Mo Xian got Han Ling'er out.

But Han Ling'er seemed to have lost her soul, and there was a void in her beautiful eyes.

Mo Xian didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only accompany Han Ling'er.

After the two of them sat foolishly in the wind and snow for seven days and seven nights, Han Ling'er finally came back to her senses, "Mo Xian, is that you?"

"It's me!" Mo Xian nodded, and was about to ask something, but Han Ling'er suddenly hugged her, and murmured: "Dead, all dead..."

She kept repeating this sentence, obviously being hit hard.

It's no wonder that she was the only one left in the huge Beihuang Temple before, so it's no wonder it didn't collapse.

If Mo Xian hadn't come back at this time, she didn't know how long she would be wandering here.

Mo Xian didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only gently pat Han Ling'er on the back.

After such a period of time, Han Ling'er's voice gradually weakened, and then her breathing became weak and even, and she suddenly fell asleep.

"Have a good sleep..." Mo Xian hugged Han Ling'er and came to a shelter from the wind.

Han Ling'er was obviously very tired, and she slept for seven days and seven nights.

(End of this chapter)