Chapter 189 Thunder Punishment from the Sky

[First update... I'm sorry to everyone yesterday. Peach Blossom is not a qualified good author. Whoo-hoo...]

In an instant, Tianju Peak was nearly fifty miles away, except for the area covered by the nine-vein Tianju array. The rest of the place was instantly covered with cyan fog.

The strong cyan fog dissipated, revealing the golden sand hidden inside. The golden sands all over the sky look extremely eye-catching.

"Kka... Ah~~~" With a crisp sound and a scream, a low-level disciple's face suddenly twisted, and his breath was extremely chaotic and fell to the ground below.

"Huh? Talented magic power?" Seeing this, Yue Jian's heart tightened, and immediately urged the huge yellow wings behind him. With two wings, the figure of the moon was immediately turned into a stream of light, and disappeared dozens of miles in an instant. In a few flashes, this meteor-like escape light disappeared into the sky.

"Well, let this guy run away." Seeing this, Ling Kudie frowned and whispered to herself.

Although his voice was small, Xiao Heng, who was only standing not far from the prohibition of the nine-vein Tian Zhu array, heard it clearly.

Xiao Heng pulled the corners of his mouth, slowly turned his head, and said to Lingkudie, "Don't be afraid, this man can't run away. After a while, my seniors and I will go to the mountain gate of their bloody gate, and we will definitely find this person. A remnant soul in this person's body may be of great use to me.

Lingkudie narrowed her eyes when she heard the words, smiled coldly and nodded.

At this time, there was a scream that gradually sounded in the world. One low-level disciple after another fell from the sky. Before it landed, it was like being drained of blood and became a mummified corpse.

Seeing this, a group of bloody elders of Yuanjing changed their faces in an instant. At this time, the protective light outside their bodies, like rotten wood eroded by countless termites, is rapidly disappearing weakly.

desperately urged the body protection light, and a group of elders in Yuanjing also wanted to sacrifice the escape light and fled here quickly.

But at this time, Jin Tianyu suddenly hit a spiritual light on the colorful forbidden spiritual light of the nine veins. A huge hole appeared in front of Jin's weather in an instant.

"Xuan Li and I went out to kill the remaining remnants of the blood. The rest of the disciples guard the mountain gate and can't take a step out of the nine veins. Jin Xi turned his head and looked at the crowd behind him and shouted loudly.

As soon as his voice fell, two amazing escapes suddenly appeared in the mountain forest not far away. It's Xuanli's two elders. It seems that the two masters originally planned to hide there, waiting for Yueling to attack after breaking through the nine veins. Unexpectedly, Xiao Heng was shocked as soon as he appeared.

At this time, Lingkudie took the lead in flying out here. Looking at the bloody disciples who were desperately struggling to resist in the "bloodthirsty sand" exerted by Xiao Heng, the corners of Lingkudie's mouth couldn't help raising a cruel arc.

"So many souls, take my soul flute to play." When Ling Kudie saw the falling blood disciples, his eyes lit up. The white light flashed in his right hand, and a miserable green flute appeared in the hands of the withered butterfly.

The flute slowly approached the red lips, and the withered butterfly carried out its spiritual power and blew at the airhole of the flute. A strange flute sound that made people feel uneasy immediately came out of the sound hole of the flute.

Then, on the bodies of those monks who had turned into mummified corpses, there was a faint white light, slowly penetrating on the fallen monks' bodies. Then it gradually floated into the miserable green flute in the hands of the dead butterfly.

At this time, the Jin weather, who just flew out and was close to the withered butterfly, could even faintly hear a sad begging for mercy and scream.

After settling down, Jin Yu's eyes also looked at the Xuanli Erlao, who was like cutting melons and cutting vegetables among countless blood disciples.

At this time, Xuanli's two elders shuttled quickly among countless blood-thirsty disciples suspended in the air and desperately resisting blood-thirsty sand like lightning. And wherever it passes, black and sharp sword lights will flash in an instant. The next moment, the blood disciples within five feet where they passed will be separated in an instant. The speed of killing can be said to be directly proportional to the speed of its escape.

This bloodthirsty sand may be fatal to the monks in Yuanjing. But for the monks in Yuanjing, there is still some reluctance. After all, Xiao Heng's cultivation is not particularly profound now. Otherwise, as long as he has a breath of true dragon gas, people and animals will be destroyed within a hundred miles. However, the two elders of Xuanli in the later period of the Yuanjing were not very afraid that this Xuanjing spiritual realm seemed to be extremely horrible bloodthirsty sand. After all, the cultivation of the two elders is there. In the later stage of the Yuan Dynasty, it is not the realm that ordinary people can practice.

Two figures kept flashing through the crowd. A stream of blood also kept rising in the crowd.

The body of the monk who was killed by the two elders of Xuanli will also be quickly swallowed up by the bloodthirsty sand. A corpse that is just spraying blood will instantly become like a mummified corpse that has been dried by the wind for thousands of years.

Seeing this situation, Jin was also unwilling to show weakness, and his body flashed. It quickly spit out hundreds of fiery red needles in his mouth.

This fine needle is the first magic weapon of Jin weather sacrifice. It is called Blue Blood God Fire Needle, a total of 109. All of them are sacrificed, and even a rare magic needle array can be placed.

As soon as these blue-blooded fire needles were sacrificed by Jin weather, they immediately emitted a hot breath, as if there was an active volcano hidden in each thin needle.

With a pinch of the formula, these thin needles shot away in all directions in an instant. The original magic weapon attack of the strong in the late Yuanjing period is not something that some monks in the mysterious realm can resist at all.

The next moment, hundreds of Xuanjing monks around Jin's body suddenly shook, and the protective light on his body also cracked in an instant. Then, on the bodies of these monks, there was a blazing fire. The scream sounded in an instant, but as soon as it came out, it stopped immediately. Before the body fell to the ground, it had turned into a pile of white ash.

And Xiao Heng was even more fierce, with his fingers pointing out repeatedly. Every time it is clicked, a wisp of blue sword gas will immediately burst out at the fingertips. No matter who it is, they can't resist at all. Even a sword spirit can kill three or four people in an instant.

The sword light transformed by the real dragon gas, unless it is the dragon scale of the dragon clan, there is really not much to block it.

Three times and four times, the more than a dozen bloody elders who were ready to besiege Xiao Heng were also in Xiao Heng's hands.

Fang Huayu, who was in the nine-vein Tian Zhu array, was already shocked and his mouth was not close at this time. He didn't expect that Xiao Heng, who had just advanced to the early stage of Yuanjing, would be so brave and invincible. The alreadyfamous Yueling fought with Xiao Heng for a round, and was immediately shocked by Xiao Heng.

And among the more than a dozen elders in the bloody gate, even four are elders in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty. At this time, he was not Xiao Heng's enemy. This is really difficult for Fang Huayu to accept.

But if Fang Huayu knows enough about the Qinglong family in the upper three worlds, he will not be surprised.

Some of the strong people in the mortal world are just general people in the eyes of the monks in the upper three worlds. Those races that are born with some terrible talent and magical power can't be made up for the gap in cultivation.

The Qinglong family, inherited the bloodline of the fairyland. His ancestors once had one or more strong people in the realm of immortality. Therefore, in the direct line of the Qinglong family, there will be a lot more talent. Most of these talented magical power are the natural magical power of those fairyland blood ancestors inherited.

So, it is completely conceivable how powerful the power of the strong man in fairyland will be. Even if it is inherited, it may be less than one in 100,000 of the real power. But this is enough for some low-level monks to perish dozens of times in an instant.

What's more, the ability of the Qinglong family is more than that.

This side-sided massacre lasted for nearly half a column of incense. Nearly 20,000 bloody disciples are now gone.

"So much killing may cause divine punishment. Be careful, everyone." Jin Yu looked at the corpses of monks everywhere, and his heart suddenly remembered something. He frowned and said to Xiao Heng and others who had just come closer.

Xiao Heng was also nervous when he heard the words. The punishment on this day is not empty talk. It has been recorded that there was a peak monk at the level of the god king. Because of revenge, thousands of monks were slaughtered in rage. In addition, nearly 100,000 mortals died in the aftermath of their spells.

Before the peak strong man went far away, he was blown away by countless golden thunderbolts suddenly condensed. There are countless such records in the classics. The reason is that a large number of souls suddenly born have attracted the attraction and transmission of the yin spirit world. Because of the large number of souls, it will also attract some amazing thunder.

There is more than one record of this kind. The saying of "God's punishment" can also be said to be well-founded. There have been great monks who have specially studied this kind of abnormal heavenly phase. It is said that a large number of monks or mortal souls gather in one place, which will lead to abnormal spatial fluctuations. Many souls will disappear out of thin air.

After that, in that range of sky, there will be extremely powerful thunder, bombarding the remaining souls that have not disappeared out of thin air.

In fact, those great monks are because they don't know the existence of the six worlds. Otherwise, I'm afraid I will immediately think of the yin spirit world.

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