Fantasy: Please don’t steal my chance again

With the jade talisman in the hands of the purple-robed young man shattered.

In an instant, a black illusory figure appeared in the sky.

It is also the power of the projection sealed in the jade talisman by the powerhouse of the King Realm.

The strength of this projection is related to the strength of the sealer itself, and the weakest is also the strength of the King Realm, which is the most common means of preserving life in the hands of saint-level figures.

Wang Jing Yizhong....

It is enough for Lei Lie and others, who are the strongest and only have ten realms of life and death.

It is an absolute crushing strength gap.

The black king realm projection stretched out his hand to grab Lei Lie and the others, and the power of the king realm stirred the void, bringing up the infinite momentum of heaven and earth.

Lei Lie and other thunder powerhouses were like insects being slapped away at will under this general trend.

"Poof—poof—"

The people who were photographed by the general trend all vomited blood and flew back, and some were even directly shot to death in mid-air.

"Damn it!"

Many Lei tribesmen saw the clansmen who died tragically under the projection of the royal realm, their eyes were split, their faces showed anger and fear, and they stopped abruptly.

"Hehe..."

The purple-robed young man couldn't help but sneer when he saw that the blow worked.

As he conceived at the beginning, when he came up, he sacrificed the means of pressing the bottom of the box, directly killing chickens and monkeys, and fiercely deterring these bereaved natives, and no one dared to come up to stop him.

"Hurry up!"

There was the urging voice of the golden-robed young man in his ears.

The purple-robed young man turned his head to look, only to see that the royal realm projection that the golden-robed young man had sacrificed before had been defeated and retreated under the hands of the Great Elder of the Thunder Department, and it was estimated that it would not last long.

After all, it's just a projection, and it can barely compete with the real king realm in a short period of time, and after a long time, it will be a matter of time before it is blown up.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine soon..."

The purple-robed young man's eyes flashed, and he strode towards the purple thunder mass in the sky above him.

"Thunder Hell Body!"

The purple-robed young man let out a low roar, and endless thunder suddenly burst out from his body, and a body like a Thunder Hell Monarch appeared behind him.

As soon as this Dharma Aspect body appeared, it was like a whirlpool that frantically devoured the power of the thunder around him, and even the purple thunder mass was sucked out of a large amount of thunder and lightning to converge towards him.

"Damn it!"

"Dare to covet our clan's holy thunder, bold, I don't know whether to live or die!"

Seeing the purple-robed youth's intentions, the people of the Thunder tribe were shocked and angry, and wanted to step forward to stop them, but they were casually slapped away by the Wang Realm projection on the side of the purple-robed youth.

He could only watch as the aura on the purple-robed young man's body continued to grow by absorbing the power of the immortal thunder.

The Thunder Prison Saint Son was still a little worried at the beginning, lest the Immortal Thunder suddenly burst out, after all, he had also seen the terrifying power of the Immortal Thunder just now.

But once I tried, I found that the process was surprisingly smooth.

The Immortal Thunder, which was still violent and untamable before, was like a docile little sheep at this moment, obediently cooperating with him to absorb and devour.

"God help me! It seems that even God has to help me, this is a great opportunity for me, a great creation!"

Seeing this, the Holy Son of Thunder Prison couldn't help but become more and more proud, and laughed.

While absorbing the power of the immortal thunder and feeling the pleasure of the crazy surge in his own cultivation foundation, he looked down on the countless thunder tribesmen who dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, and he was full of spirit for a while, only feeling that he was the protagonist of heaven and earth, the darling of luck!

After absorbing it for a while, the Thunder Prison Son felt that this was too slow, and he was ready to simply go deep into the thunder.

But he inadvertently glanced at the figure below, standing quietly in front of the Immortal Thunder.

"Who?!"

The Thunder Prison Saint Son frowned, and reached out to slap his palm at the figure.

"Get out of here!"

This palm, rumbling through the void, slapped at the figure's head.

If this palm is slapped, I am afraid that a strong person in the realm of life and death will be beaten into minced meat on the spot.

But just when the palm power was about to fall on the head of the figure, the figure that had been silent all the time....

Suddenly opened his eyes.

In these eyes, there seem to be two incomparably deep whirlpools, devouring everything.

There are also thunder and flames bursting in the whirlpool, like a scene of the end times!

The figure raised its head slightly, looking towards the Holy Son of Thunder Prison.

As far as the eye could see, the terrifying palm power directly and silently collapsed.

Being hit by this gaze, the body of the Thunder Hell Holy Son couldn't help but tremble violently, and a great sense of horror and trembling suddenly rose in his heart, as if he was being targeted by an extremely terrifying existence.

"Who are you?!"

The Thunder Prison Son took a few steps back and exclaimed.

Gu Xuan's face was expressionless, and he glanced at the immortal thunder on the side.

In the next moment, something happened that shocked everyone.

I saw the thunder and lightning in the sky, like a hundred rivers returning to the sea, surging towards Gu Xuan.

Gu Xuan seemed to have become the center of a thunder vortex, frantically absorbing all the thunder power between heaven and earth.

And that immortal thunder also shrank rapidly.

In the end, it condensed to the size of a fist, and fell into Gu Xuan's left palm.

The terrifying power of the Immortal Thunder was compressed to the extreme, and even the Void could not bear it, and it collapsed.

Gu Xuan held the thunder ball in his left hand, and the whole person was bathed in thunder like a waterfall, like an ancient god who held the thunder in myths and legends.

"You dare to touch my things?..."

Gu Xuan's expression was indifferent, looking down condescendingly at the Holy Son of Thunder Prison, and his voice rolled over the sky like thunder, shaking the brains of countless people in the field.

"Look for death!"

As he spoke, Gu Xuan directly grabbed the Thunder Prison Holy Son with one hand.

When Gu Xuan's five fingers were flexed, the Thunder Hell Holy Son only felt his whole body tighten, and countless purple thunderbolts stabbed at him like spears, spears, and swords in the void.

In an instant, the cold hairs all over his body exploded.

"Go!"

The Holy Son of Thunder Hell was shocked and hurriedly manipulated the projection of the King Realm to resist.

Gu Xuan's expression was indifferent, and he casually threw the thunder ball turned by the immortal thunder in his hand.

The thunderball was wrapped in an incomparably terrifying momentum, and in an instant, it instantly penetrated and shattered the projection of the King Realm.

The Thunder Prison Saint Son's eyes widened, and the whole person was shrouded in a great life-and-death crisis, and subconsciously grabbed four or five pieces of something similar to a jade talisman from the storage spirit ring, and crushed them all in one go.

"Damn! Damn!"

The Holy Son of Thunder Hell roared, and the projection of the Five Realms of the King Realm descended on the field.

The projection of the boundless royal realm on the majestic shore surrounds the mountaintop of the thunder department like a giant.

At this moment, there was an incomparably shocking and desperate mood in everyone's hearts.

Even the Great Elder of the Thunder Department stopped his movements with an ugly face.

The projection of the Five Great Kings Realm pointed directly at Gu Xuan, as if five giants were attacking a mortal at the same time.

The Thunder Hell Saint Son looked like crazy, and laughed fiercely at Gu Xuan: "This time, I'll see how you break it!"

Faced with such a situation, Gu Xuan was still calm.

He stretched out his left hand, and the thunderball transformed by the immortal thunder roared back into his hand.

At the same time, thunder burst out from his right hand.

However, the color of this thunder is a little different.

It is pure black and exudes a strong aura of destruction.

Gu Xuan stood in the void, holding a thunderball compressed to the extreme in one hand.

The left hand is immortal, the right hand is destroyed!

The next moment, he raised his hands and slowly put the two thunderballs together.....

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