"Six Paths of Tribulation Thunder, this is Six Paths of Tribulation Thunder!" More than a dozen young disciples said in unison, excitedly.
Understood, they finally understood what Gu Qingxi was going to do and why she was so confident.
It turned out that they underestimated this small round bead. It was obviously not an ordinary treasure. There was another mystery in it. The tiny electric light contained in it was actually six tribulation thunders.
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Gu Qingxi's mouth again. The difference from before was that this smile was a little colder and ruthless.
The six tribulation thunders are also tribulation thunders and are the will of heaven. Unless the power of the thunder spirit is exhausted, Dugu Mucheng will never be able to escape even if he hides to the ends of the earth.
Even if the six scattered tribulation thunders could not destroy his remaining soul, they would definitely be able to guide her to his hiding place.
Wenren Lanxing and others used their spiritual consciousness, followed the lightning flashes with their eyes, and held the hilt of the sword again. They were ready to immediately form a siege as soon as Dugu Mucheng showed up.
In everyone's guess, Dugu Mucheng must be hiding in a secret place in Longzhong at this time, perhaps hundreds of miles away.
But to everyone's surprise, thousands of small electric lights fell, initially scattered in all directions, but soon, they converged towards the middle of the crowd.
Everyone looked at the electric light at the same time, and then saw the young figure of Yin Zhongyu.
But at this time, Yin Zhongyu's expression was dull, and a black mist floated in his empty eyes. He was motionless, like a walking corpse.
Yin Zhongyu, how could it be him, what is going on? Everyone was stunned.
"Zhong Yu, be careful!" Wenren Lanxing reacted first and rushed towards Yin Zhongyu, trying to block the six thunderbolts for him.
But it was too late. He had just started to move when streaks of blue lightning struck Yin Zhongyu's body.
Although he was not a closed disciple, he was still one of his favorite disciples. Wenren Lanxing felt a pain in his heart and his body shook a few times.
"Master, it's just the Six Paths of Tribulation Thunder, don't worry." A disciple next to him quickly supported his master and comforted him.
By the way, I am also concerned about chaos. How could I forget that the Six Paths of Tribulation Thunder is only fatal to ghost cultivators and souls?
The threat was not a big hindrance to normal monks. Wenren Lanxing patted his forehead and immediately felt relaxed.
But this time, they all thought wrong.
"Ah..." The calamity thunder struck his head, and Yin Zhongyu's whole body was shaken violently. His originally pretty face was suddenly distorted, and he let out a shrill scream.
However, those empty and dark eyes regained some clarity due to the pain.
"What are you going to do? Let me go, let me go!" Yin Zhongyu shouted in fear and anger.
"Don't you want them to die? Don't forget, if they don't die, you will never get ahead." Then, he said to himself again, his expression became deep and cold, as if he had become a different person.
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"Yes, if they don't die, I will never get ahead, never get ahead!" Then, the black mist appeared in his eyes again, and Yin Zhongyu said with a ferocious expression.
"Zhong Yu!" Wenren Lanxing vaguely guessed what happened and shouted at him.
"Master, Master!" Yin Zhongyu seemed to be given a heads-up, and his long-standing awe for his master made him regain some clarity.
"Have you forgotten that it was you who was the famous disciple, but what has he given you over the years? What did Shi Hongfei get after being a disciple for only a few months?
Gu Qingxi said that she treats everyone equally, but along the way, what has she given you, and what has she given to Shi Hongfei?
Are you willing to be looked down upon by others, willing to be forgotten, willing to disappear from the public like this?" But soon, his expression changed again, and he said in a seductive manner.
"No, I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!
I am the closed disciple. Why did Master treat me so unfairly? Why did Gu Qingxi treat me so unfairly? Why did Shi Hongfei take away everything that should belong to me?
Die, they all deserve to die, deserve to die!" Yin Zhongyu roared angrily with a face full of resentment, his eyes were filled with blackness, and there was no trace of clarity in his eyes.
Seizing one’s body is indeed seizing one’s body!
Wenren Lanxing and others confirmed their guesses, and they were all filled with grief and anger.
They raised their swords, but when they saw Yin Zhongyu's familiar face and thought of the years of getting along day and night, they couldn't cut it. "Six tribulation thunders, this is the six tribulation thunders!" More than a dozen young disciples said in unison, excitedly
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Understood, they finally understood what Gu Qingxi was going to do and why she was so confident.
It turned out that they underestimated this small round bead. It was obviously not an ordinary treasure. There was another mystery in it. The tiny electric light contained in it was actually six tribulation thunders.
A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of Gu Qingxi's mouth again. The difference from before was that this smile was a little colder and ruthless.
The six tribulation thunders are also tribulation thunders and are the will of heaven. Unless the power of the thunder spirit is exhausted, Dugu Mucheng will never be able to escape even if he hides to the ends of the earth.
Even if the six scattered tribulation thunders could not destroy his remaining soul, they would definitely be able to guide her to his hiding place.
Wenren Lanxing and others used their spiritual consciousness, followed the lightning flashes with their eyes, and held the hilt of the sword again. They were ready to immediately form a siege as soon as Dugu Mucheng showed up.
In everyone's guess, Dugu Mucheng must be hiding in a secret place in Longzhong at this time, perhaps hundreds of miles away.
But to everyone's surprise, thousands of small electric lights fell, initially scattered in all directions, but soon, they converged towards the middle of the crowd.
Everyone looked at the electric light at the same time, and then saw the young figure of Yin Zhongyu.
But at this time, Yin Zhongyu's expression was dull, and a black mist floated in his empty eyes. He was motionless, like a walking corpse.
Yin Zhongyu, how could it be him, what is going on? Everyone was stunned.
"Zhong Yu, be careful!" Wenren Lanxing reacted first and rushed towards Yin Zhongyu, trying to block the six thunderbolts for him.
But it was too late. He had just started to move when streaks of blue lightning struck Yin Zhongyu's body.
Although he was not a closed disciple, he was still one of his favorite disciples. Wenren Lanxing felt a pain in his heart and his body shook a few times.
"Master, it's just the Six Paths of Tribulation Thunder, don't worry." A disciple next to him quickly supported his master and comforted him.
By the way, I am also concerned about chaos. How could I forget that the Six Paths of Tribulation Thunder is only fatal to ghost cultivators and souls?
The threat was not a big hindrance to normal monks. Wenren Lanxing patted his forehead and immediately felt relaxed.
But this time, they all thought wrong.
"Ah..." The calamity thunder struck his head, and Yin Zhongyu's whole body was shaken violently. His originally pretty face was suddenly distorted, and he let out a shrill scream.
However, those empty and dark eyes regained some clarity due to the pain.
"What are you going to do? Let me go, let me go!" Yin Zhongyu shouted in fear and anger.
"Don't you want them to die? Don't forget, if they don't die, you will never get ahead." Then, he said to himself again, his expression became deep and cold, as if he had become a different person.
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"Yes, if they don't die, I will never get ahead, never get ahead!" Then, the black mist appeared in his eyes again, and Yin Zhongyu said with a ferocious expression.
"Zhong Yu!" Wenren Lanxing vaguely guessed what happened and shouted at him.
"Master, Master!" Yin Zhongyu seemed to be given a heads-up, and his long-standing awe for his master made him regain some clarity.
"Have you forgotten that it was you who was the famous disciple, but what has he given you over the years? What did Shi Hongfei get after being a disciple for only a few months?
Gu Qingxi said that she treats everyone equally, but along the way, what has she given you, and what has she given to Shi Hongfei?
Are you willing to be looked down upon by others, willing to be forgotten, willing to disappear from the public like this?" But soon, his expression changed again, and he said in a seductive manner.
"No, I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!
I am the closed disciple. Why did Master treat me so unfairly? Why did Gu Qingxi treat me so unfairly? Why did Shi Hongfei take away everything that should belong to me?
Die, they all deserve to die, deserve to die!" Yin Zhongyu roared angrily with a face full of resentment, his eyes were filled with blackness, and there was no trace of clarity in his eyes.
Seizing one’s body is indeed seizing one’s body!
Wenren Lanxing and others confirmed their guesses, and they were all filled with grief and anger.
They raised their swords, but when they saw Yin Zhongyu's familiar face and thought of the years they spent together, they couldn't cut it.