Godly Arrogant Son-in-law

Hiss!

All the people present took a breath of cold air.

Such thunder falls, let alone people, even if it is a mountain will be chopped.

Thinking of a move, these people are like locusts transit in general, quickly back a mile.

At the moment when the thunder was about to fall, there was a loud noise from the top of the mountain. Then a figure rushed up in the direction of the thunder.

"First..." Wang Chuan, standing at the mouth of the valley, stretched out his hand and just wanted to have a big drink, but then he swallowed his own voice back, because he knew Zhou Yi could not be disturbed now.

"Crazy, crazy. They all say that Zhou Yi is a smart man. I think he's a lunatic. It's strange that he won't be chopped into pieces by thunder in order to meet the natural calamity."

The ape stares at Zhou Yi's figure and falls into the thunder of that day. His mouth also can't help murmuring.

"Oh! We have resisted the eight heavenly thunder in vain, and the way to deal with the last one is really extreme! "

People shake their heads in succession. It seems that they don't agree with Zhou Yi's irresponsible behavior.

"He is more than a madman. I think he is a fool!" The wretched man also sneered.

Hearing these people's comments, Wang Chuan was also dead, holding his fists and staring at the figure in the air.

Wang Chuan has always admired Zhou Yi's behavior and means.

Although Zhou Yi seems to be a few years younger than himself, he is calm and has almost never had any major problems.

In the eyes of those outsiders, Zhou Yi is a bit beyond his capacity. However, Wang Chuan believes him. He believes that Zhou Yi is definitely not the kind of rash person. Since he dares to face the natural calamity, he must have his own way.

At this time, Tianlei has completely wrapped Zhou Yi.

And the dark clouds in the sky have also dispersed, and the nine heavenly thunder has fallen. No matter whether Zhou Yi is alive or dead, there will be no more natural calamities.

The people outside the valley were surprisingly quiet. They were staring at the figure wrapped by the thunder light, but the light reflected in their eyes was not the same.

Some resentment, some indifference, some excitement, only Wang Chuan's eyes are full of worry, and finally he slowly closed his eyes, dare not look down.

He was afraid to see Wang Chuan become a piece of powder and dissipate in the air.

Stab! There was a harsh sound coming out of the thunder light, and then the thunder light was darkened.

"Look

I don't know who had a big drink.

Wang Chuan suddenly raised his eyes, but saw that although the light is dim, but the light seems to be absorbed by the people inside.

The sound of stabbing is endless. It sounds creepy.

Wang Chuan looks at the figure in the air, and he has an illusion. It seems that Zhou Yi has taken Lei as a bowl of noodles, and drank the chili noodles with a piercing sound.

Wang Chuan licked some dry lips. He only knew Zhou Yi was tough before. He didn't expect that he was so strong.

I don't know when, Mo Qingcheng also came to Wang Chuan's side, she slowly raised her eyes, looking at the figure in the air, a pair of beautiful eyes filled with worry.

She had been busy dealing with the affairs of the company until she had just finished her work and saw the thunder in the sky. She remembered that Zhou Yi might have been taking a robbery, so she hurried over.

"Mr. Mo, don't worry, sir." Wang Chuan slowly turned around, looked at the people around him, and then opened his mouth.

Mo Qingcheng nodded and said softly, "Dong Wang has been working hard recently."

Wang Chuan shook his head and then put his eyes on the figure in the air.

By this time, the electric light had disappeared by two-thirds, and the remaining electric light wrapped Zhou Yi's all up and down like a silver dress.

There are also many elites in the distant crowd, but they know that they didn't make such a big noise when they were promoted. So we can infer from this that even if Zhou Yi only ascends to the immortal Jin body state, his strength is absolutely comparable to the peak of the immortal realm.

As time goes by, the strange sound of stabbing in the air has become imperceptible. The electric light on Zhou Yi has disappeared. Only a little tiny electric light is still jumping on him.

The next second, Zhou Yi's eyes suddenly open, and a powerful energy bursts out of his body.

With Zhou Yi as the center, the energy kept spreading around, and everywhere it went, it was a mess.

The first thing to bear the brunt was the cave where he had been. In the twinkling of an eye, the cave had turned into dust. Then the trees along the way swayed, and the small trees were directly uprooted. Finally, they swept the people two miles away.

However, when passing by Mo Qingcheng and Wang Chuan, the energy seemed to be in the eye and scattered around them.

I don't know if it is Wang Chuan's illusion. He seems to feel a restless arc in that energy.

Those who are watching the crowd outside the valley, only now can reflect what happened. They get up in a hurry and step back, but it is too late. The restless energy will arrive in the blink of an eye.All of a sudden, people turned upside down.

Only a small number of immortal realm masters escaped this attack.

However, Zhou Yi didn't seem to be dead handed. At most, these energies just overturned the onlookers without leaving any internal injuries.

A few as a little lower friars get up, looking at their own electric arc has been broken into pieces of clothes, only a bitter smile.

The rest of the crowd looked at Zhou Yi, a complex look flashed in their eyes.

How can a person born in the nine heavenly thunder be ordinary people.

In particular, the several immortals, an old face also can't help but twitch. I'm afraid that Zhou Yi has become one of the most powerful people in the whole ancient martial arts world.

Zhou Yi's eyes slowly swept through the crowd. All they could feel was that their eyes were like radar, shaking them like a mountain on their back. A few timid people wanted to turn around and run away, but they found their legs trembling and couldn't move at all.

A moment later, there was a foul smell coming from his lower body.

The public did not have any sense of disgust, on the contrary, the sense of fear in their eyes was more intense.

Zhou Yi's eyes finally fell on Wang Chuan and Mo Qingcheng.

At this time, his sharp eyes have instantly turned into ten thousand kinds of tenderness. He first nods to Wang Chuan, and then steps down from the air.

Slowly came to Mo Qingcheng, stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, soft voice: "hard work!"

Mo Qingcheng struggled out a little embarrassed. Looking at Zhou Yi, who was already in rags at this time, he stretched out his hand and gently covered his cheek. He whispered, "you're just working hard!"

Zhou Yi smiles and doesn't reply. Instead, he turns to Wang Chuan, who has already stepped back five steps, and says, "let's go."

Wang Chuan nodded, and the three of them walked along the same road in full view of the public.

Just a leg, far away is a burst of drink: "stop!"