Chapter 606: A Kiss From the Devil, Come on Youxiong
The fourth thunder, the Qingyang Chaos Thunder, slowly fell down. The dark black Xuanshui thunder balls in the sky kept falling, like a rainstorm, 129,600 drops.
The Xuanshui fell, the sword light rose, and drops of Xuanshui were shattered by the sword light in the air, and immediately exploded into a series of Qingyan thunder explosions.
After one explosion, the countless Xuanshui in the air began to rub and squeeze each other, and derived a series of Qingyang divine thunders that suddenly flashed down.
The earth was like the sun, bursting with infinite light, emitting thousands of sword lights, and then thousands of sword lights again. One after another, the sword lights hit the sky, and thunder explosions sounded, and all the Xuanshui thunder balls within a hundred miles were cleared. The divine thunder contained in the drops of Xuanshui thunder balls had no time to produce various changes before they were shattered by the sword light.
These Qingyang thunders roared and exploded in the air. All 129,600 drops were smashed into pieces. The thunder suddenly changed into the last change. All the Qingyang Chaos Thunders that were smashed into dust instantly produced millions of tiny lightning lights. Finally, they gradually condensed together, turning from green to purple, forming a huge and unmatched purple sun divine thunder.
The purple sun divine thunder roared down, swallowing up all the terrifying power, falling from the sky. At the same time, a golden sword light rose above the earth and collided with the divine thunder in the air. With a loud bang, the divine thunder dissipated.
Yu Zecheng was so scared that he dared not breathe. It was really terrifying. The divine thunder dissipated. He was very happy for the Youxiong Patriarch. Suddenly, a pair of extremely white and tender hands wrapped around his neck. Someone breathed on his neck. The breath was extremely fragrant and made people think of endless things.
Then a beautiful voice sounded in Yu Zecheng's ears:
"I found you, Yu Zecheng, I finally found you. It's you."
Yu Zecheng looked back and saw a beautiful woman standing behind him, smiling at him. She looked lazy. Her skin was as white as jade, her features were delicate, especially her eyes. When she smiled faintly, she was calm and casual, with a firm and dignified power of superiority.
She hugged Yu Zecheng with a smile on her face, but Yu Zecheng didn't feel lucky at all. Instead, he trembled in his heart. This woman was Jia Lan, the Lord of the Heavenly Demons, his sister's master.
Yu Zecheng took a step back involuntarily and broke free from her embrace, because he found that although Jia Lan was smiling, her eyes were extremely cold, and she stared at him as if she were looking at a treasure.
At this time, Yu Jingxin looked at her master in surprise and said:
"Master?"
Tian Mo Jialan looked back at her apprentice and said:
"Don't call me Master anymore. I like your brother. Call me Sister-in-law."
When these words were spoken, all the cultivators who heard them were stunned. Tian Mo Jialan said to Feng Mou Zhenyi who was hostile to her:
"I am the eldest of the Yu family from now on. You have to call me Sister. If you don't accept it, you have been married once and still want to be big. You are dreaming. Do you have any shame?"
When these words were spoken, Feng Mou Zhenyi's inner weakness was hit. She took a step back involuntarily, her face pale, and she didn't know what to say.
Tianmo Jialan turned to face Luo Jingchu and said:
"Girl, I can give Yu Zecheng ten sons. Can you? Your Flower God lineage can only give birth to daughters. No offspring is the greatest. You are not worthy of competing with me for the head of the Yu family. Shame on you, girl, you can't give birth to sons. From now on, just call me elder sister."
This hit Luo Jingchu's weakness that the Flower God lineage can't give birth to children. Tianmo Jialan scolded her like a shrew. Luo Jingchu was speechless and took a step back involuntarily.
Tianmo Jialan smiled slightly and looked at Yu Zecheng. There was no need to do anything. Just two ordinary sentences suppressed Fengmou Zhenyi and Luo Jingchu's momentum. Psychologically and in momentum, the two of them were no match for Tianmo Jialan. Tianmo Jialan showed his strength again and told Yu Zecheng that the two women were vulnerable.
Yu Zecheng looked at her without giving in, and said with a cold look:
"What do you want?"
The Heavenly Demon Jialan said:
"Yu Zecheng, you killed my Li family descendants and stole my secret book and spell, so you are in this situation. Killing people means paying for life, and debts mean paying back money. What do you want from me? Isn't it natural?"
As soon as these words were said, Yu Zecheng's sore spot was hit. Suddenly, the scene of robbing books on a rainy night and having to kill people to silence them appeared in his mind. Yu Zecheng shook his head. This Heavenly Demon's heart demon attack was indeed invincible. He immediately regained his calm. Killing was killing, and robbing was robbing. I have no regrets.
But the look in his mind changed again. When Heavenly Demon Jialan's divine power reappeared, he blew up the Yunxia Sect with one blow. That was the first time Yu Zecheng felt the power of the True One God. That picture appeared in Yu Zecheng's mind. The Heavenly Demon's attack turned into divine power intimidation. He shook his head again and drove the picture out of his mind. The divine power is invincible, I am not afraid.
Yu Zecheng continued to speak calmly:
"What do you want?"
Tianmo Jialan said:
"Okay, okay, good mood, in fact, as long as you take me to a place. Don't worry, there is no danger, it's just a small matter, I guarantee your safety, and there are endless benefits, I will not bully you, your friends over there have already paid attention to me, do you agree?"
The last sentence was extremely cold, it turned out that she was so jealous to avoid the attention of Zhenyi who just supported Yu Zecheng.
Yu Zecheng nodded and said:
"Okay, I agree."
Tian Mo Jia Lan smiled, charming and charming, and rushed over to kiss Yu Zecheng. A strange force passed through Yu Zecheng's lips and immediately invaded Yu Zecheng's body, then completely disappeared. Then she smiled again and said to Feng Mou Zhenyi and Luo Jingchu:
"If you want to love, you must love to the end. What is there to be afraid of? If you like, you like. We are the masters of this world. We can do everything we want."
After that, she turned around and walked in front of Yu Jingxin and said:
"Let's go, good disciple, I'm just teasing your brother, it's boring."
After that, she patted Yu Jingxin's head twice, looking unintentional, which was a warning to Yu Zecheng that your sister is in my hands, be honest.
Yu Zecheng touched the remaining fragrance on his mouth and suddenly found that Tian Mo Jia Lan was very tall, three inches taller than him. Her legs seemed to be extremely slender and strong. If they were in bed, they would definitely be very affectionate.
With this thought, the terrifying demon attack just now dissipated immediately. No matter how terrifying the demon Jialan was, Yu Zecheng only saw a woman in his eyes, a beautiful woman. She still needed his help. He was in control of the initiative, so he didn't have to be afraid of her. This was also a kind of spiritual victory.
At the moment of lingering here, the fifth calamity thunder Gengjin Tianci Chaos Thunder had stopped, and now the sixth calamity thunder Wanguang Qianse Shenxia Thunder had started, and the ten thousand lights descended, and the sky was full of light.
Youxiong Patriarch was still struggling to draw his sword. Three thousand people merged into one, and through the extreme bliss of intercourse, they obtained supreme power, and the sword light soared into the sky, breaking the divine thunder.
Up to now, two hours have passed, and Youxiong Patriarch has sent out countless sword strikes. With such a high intensity of tribulation, his sword light has begun to show signs of instability and trembling.
The seventh calamity thunder Zixiao Qinghong Taixuan Thunder began to fall. There are nine thunders, but the thunder light can be ninefold, and the power is increased nine times. In an instant, the sky was pitch black, and the earth seemed to be still, with only the platinum lightning that pierced through the sky and the earth shining proudly.
This thunder was extremely terrifying, and the next moment, the long sword rang!
"Clang!"
The ninth-level flying sword Qixie, which had accompanied the Xiong Patriarch for more than a thousand years, flew into the sky, faced the divine thunder, unsheathed with a clang, and then exploded in the air.
The sound of the flying sword bursting even suppressed the roar of the nine-fold purple night blue rainbow thunder. Only the long sword burst across the sky with a clear sound. When the long sword made a sound, the thunderstorm that was about to destroy the world was incredibly paused. Suddenly, the two collided with each other.
In an instant, the world turned upside down!
Yu Zecheng heard an indescribable roar in his ears. This was a huge and long roar, containing countless fluctuations, which made his blood boil. It took a long time to come back to his senses, and finally understood that this was the shock caused by the collision of Qixie flying sword and purple night blue rainbow thunder.
The next moment, the shock stopped abruptly! The seventh tribulation thunder, Zixiao Qinghong Taixuan thunder, ended.
But soon, the eighth tribulation thunder, Blood Light Destroying God Qiankun thunder, gradually emerged.
Suddenly, countless sighs sounded. The previous blow was the thunder of heavenly tribulation that Youxiong Patriarch abandoned the ninth-level flying sword and exploded the flying sword. In the next thunder tribulation, the ninth-level flying sword was broken. Youxiong was at his wit's end. Even if he survived, the last thunder tribulation was the most terrifying. That thunder was the power of the previous eight thunders combined. Youxiong was completely unable to survive this thunder tribulation and was about to be exiled.
When all the Zhenyi on the rooftops thought that Youxiong was doomed, even the old madman sighed and lowered his head, unable to bear to watch Youxiong being exiled.
No way, is the amiable Youxiong Patriarch, who took the most care of the disciples in the sect and was like his elder, going to fail like this? Will the 1,832 years of hard preparation and countless efforts just disappear like this? A complete failure? No, I am unwilling to give up. It is impossible.
At this moment, Yu Zecheng stood up suddenly and rushed to the front of the stone platform. He shouted loudly:
"Master Youxiong, come on, come on! Blast the sky into pieces."
Yu Zecheng shouted desperately, shouted with all his strength, and shouted with all his strength. His heart, spirit, and soul shouted together. As he shouted, his vitality soared into the sky and stood on the earth, forming a huge sword that soared into the sky, interfering with the induction of the divine thunder.
The vitality of the sky changed, and the residual power of the divine thunder swept over. Yu Zecheng was immediately injured. He groaned, blood spurted out, and he fell to the ground.
With this shout, countless shouts rang out on the peaks, on the endless Xuanyuan Hills, in the caves in the sky, and on the earth:
"Youxiong, come on, come on! Blast the sky into pieces."
Countless Xuanyuan Sword Sect disciples shouted here, countless hearts, gods, souls, and heavens shouted, and countless pillars of energy stood on the earth.
Suddenly, the eighth thunderbolt could not find a target and stopped in the air for a moment. This moment was enough. In the countless shouts and cheers, countless vitality gathered at the place of the thunderbolt, and courage and strength were restored in this call. I am not alone, I am Gongsun Youxiong of Xuanyuan Sword Sect, I will smash the sky into pieces, a sword pillar that soared into the sky rose again, the sword light was extremely brilliant, breaking the void.