"Hell's thunder?"

Upon hearing this name, the tall, thin old man holding a machete suddenly shrank his pupils.

Then he sneered: "Just you?"

After saying that, the scimitar in his hand suddenly raised, and with a "swish", a scarlet crescent moon was cut out.

As soon as the crescent moon appeared, the air suddenly became tight.

It was as if an invisible shackle suddenly appeared, instantly trapping Luo Qingzhou in place, unable to move, and could only watch the scarlet sword light flying towards him.

"The restraining power of this Netherworld Blood Moon Sword is indeed powerful. It can actually be released with the light of the sword."

The tall, thin old man was very satisfied.

But the next second, red lightning flashed across Luo Qingzhou's body, and he broke free instantly.

Then another white thunderbolt suddenly flashed in his eyes, and his figure instantly disappeared on the spot.

"careful!"

Lian Lishan on the side suddenly changed his expression and hurriedly slapped him away with his palm.

"boom!"

There was a loud bang.

Luo Qingzhou's figure instantly appeared in front of the tall and thin old man, his speed was indescribable!

At the same time, he had already accumulated a huge fist with red thunder and lightning, and suddenly hit the tall and thin old man's chest!

Ten percent of the power of the Guiyi Realm, coupled with the armor-piercing power of the red thunder and lightning, instantly exploded all the power of the Chaos Kaitian Fist!

Before the tall and thin old man could react, the protective light shield on his body shattered instantly, and then with a "bang", he was knocked upside down and flew out, and the scimitar in his hand also flew out.

His chest suddenly sunk, and at the same time, a thick purple thunderbolt also took the opportunity to penetrate into his soul.

At this time, Lian Lishan's overwhelming palm shadows and the red light of the black and yellow divine cauldron on the hillside came to the rescue.

Luo Qingzhou reached out to take the scimitar, but did not pursue him. His figure flashed and retreated to the original place, causing those fierce palm shadows and the red light of the black and yellow divine cauldron to suddenly disappear.

The tall and thin old man fell to the ground dozens of meters away.

Red thunder and lightning struck crazily in his body like a twisted dragon and snake, and he let out a shrill scream. Waves of smoke rose up from his entire soul, and the originally solid soul suddenly became transparent.

Fortunately, Lian Lishan arrived in time, holding a magic weapon, and drew out the red lightning and landed it on the ground.

"You...you are...Guiyi, Guiyi realm..."

The tall, thin old man got up from the ground with his body covered in charred black, with a twisted and unbelievable expression on his face.

The others also froze in place, seemingly frightened by the scene just now.

Naturally, they all knew the strength of Elder Ming. He had broken through to the middle stage of Guiyi more than ten years ago and had extremely rich combat experience. However, there was no resistance just now and he was knocked away by the young man's punch.

If Elder Lian hadn't rescued him in time, I'm afraid the entire soul would have...

"If I remember correctly..."

At this time, a thin old man suddenly appeared in the darkness, and his voice was old and hoarse: "When you competed at the Great Yan border, your soul was just a cultivation level in the distraction realm... In just a few months,

, you not only broke through the realm of transformation into gods, but also broke through the realm of return to unity. This kind of cultivation speed cannot be found even in the entire Jiuzhou continent."

"Liang...Senior Brother Liang...kill him!"

Wen Sanhe covered his burned heart and gritted his teeth.

Liang Jiu glanced at him, his face was calm, he still looked at the young man in front of him, and said calmly: "Return the Netherworld Blood Moon Sword, and I will pretend that nothing happened today. With your talent,

There is still a long way to go in the future. If you are willing to join my Piaomiao Immortal Sect, I can make the decision, and I, the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, can forget about the past. Moreover, I will give you the highest treatment and training resources."

There was a moment of silence.

Luo Qingzhou gently stroked the scimitar in his hand, looked up at him and said: "I'm sorry, I like this sword. If you give this sword to me, then kneel down together and give us three a hundred kowtows."

After ringing my head, and then... committing suicide to five people, I might consider lowering myself, willingly degenerating myself, and joining your Miao Miao Xie Sect."

Xiaoyue on the side suddenly let out a "puff".

Everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect was filled with anger.

Liang Jiu's face was still as calm as water. She stared at him for a while, nodded slightly and said: "Okay, very good, since..."

"Very good then kneel down!"

Luo Qingzhou interrupted him directly and said: "You have the highest status, so you kneel first."

"Young man is so impudent!"

On the hillside, the old man holding the black and yellow divine cauldron shouted angrily, and the small cauldron in his hand lit up with a bright red light.

Golden runes also appeared on Lian Tateshan's palms.

Wen Sanhe's face turned gray and he said viciously: "Brother Liang, do it! Kill this little beast!"

Liang Jiu didn't speak any more. A flash of light appeared in his hand, and a sword with purple light appeared.

As soon as the sword appeared, a purple dragon shadow suddenly appeared around him.

"Kill Yue Yao first."

He said lightly, his figure flashed, and disappeared on the spot.

At the same time, Wei Feng on the hillside also aimed the black and yellow divine cauldron at the moon-white figure.

The others also rushed over immediately.

"Zi..."

Four lightning bolts suddenly appeared on Luo Qingzhou's body, and he immediately ducked in front of Sister Yue to protect him, saying: "Sister Yue, don't be afraid, I will protect you!"

But Yue Yao's figure flashed and appeared on the hillside in the distance.

When several people from the Piaomiao Immortal Sect were about to chase them, their expressions suddenly changed and they lowered their heads to look at the ground.

"boom!"

A terrifying force suddenly burst out from the ground!

There were actually several thick thunderbolts!

Then, more thunder and lightning emerged from the ground without warning, like roaring dragons, instantly surrounding everyone inside.

Except for the moon-white figure that had just escaped to the hillside in the distance.

The giant thunder and lightning dragon instantly formed a cage formation, imprisoning Luo Qingzhou, Xiaoyue, and everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect inside.

Immediately, more thunder and lightning emerged from the ground and roared towards them.

"ah--"

A disciple of the Misty Immortal Sect was hit by a bolt of lightning on the spot, but it did not turn into nothing immediately. Instead, it was wrapped around his body by the lightning, which kept hitting him with crackling sounds.

A series of shrill screams came from his mouth.

Everyone else was scared out of their wits.

"Earth... hell thunder tribulation?"

Liang Jiu, who had a calm expression a moment ago, turned pale at this moment.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

More thunder and lightning came out of the ground densely and rushed towards them.

Blocked by those thick thunder and lightning in all directions, they had no way to escape!

"ah--"

"ah--"

More screams sounded.

Those terrible thunder and lightning did not immediately scorch and melt their souls, but instead wrapped around their bodies, releasing terrible power, constantly beating and torturing their souls.

The Thunder of Hell is also known as the Thunder of Purgatory.

Once the soul falls into it, it will be continuously beaten and refined, over and over again, in extreme pain, and life is worse than death, until all the souls become thinner and thinner, more and more transparent, and then disappear into nothing.

It is quite similar to being cut into pieces by a thousand cuts in the human world.

But the pain of the soul will be more violent and terrifying.

The pain of draining one's soul and refining one's soul is not even as painful as that.

At this moment, everyone in the Piaomiao Immortal Sect, including the four elders, were wrapped in dense thunder and lightning, crackling and being beaten continuously.

The screams were endless.

Liang Jiu's screams were particularly loud and sad, because he had the highest cultivation level and the strongest soul, so Hell Thunder would give priority to him and take more care of him.

Poor this first-generation elder of the Piaomiao Immortal Sect. When he first appeared, he was so majestic and calm, but now he was shaking his head rapidly on the spot, with his eyes wide open and his mouth open, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"The ground screamed non-stop, and the feces and urine were beaten out. The image of a master who was calm and calm just now was completely gone.
To be continued...