As Ye Yang was walking forward, he suddenly felt something in his heart. Several powerful auras rushed towards him from a distance. His consciousness swept away and his heart suddenly sank.
Sure enough, there was so much movement here that it attracted all the strong men, because he saw many familiar figures.
Saint Son Zheng Changhao of Cangming and Saint Li Mingfang arrived. Ren Tianxiong of Morning Star Holy Land also returned to his peak combat power, and Saint Gu Youqian also arrived.
There was also a man with a handsome figure, holding a white paper folding fan, appearing in the sea of thunder and running forward. He was the Holy Son of the Misty Holy Land, Bai Zhantang.
Moreover, Ye Yang also discovered the figures of Jiao Hongjiang and Hu Xingzhan. Apart from them, there were actually a few strangers whose cultivation had already reached the half-step master level.
"Sure enough, at this time, with the treasure in front, no one will keep a low profile anymore."
Ye Yang saw everyone entering the sea of thunder. Those thunders did not pose a threat to them, so they ran straight to the center of the valley.
I did not neglect myself and accelerated my pace. I must not lose at the starting line at this time.
When all the Saint Son-level powerhouses discovered Ye Yang, they were all shocked, because now Ye Yang is famous in ancient battlefields, and his scenery is unparalleled.
However, everyone was a deep-minded person and did not show anything on the surface. Even Ren Tianxiong looked indifferent and moved forward.
And in the center of the Thunder Mountain Range, Li Qingqing, who was under the giant hammer, looked a little nervous and said, "Brother Feng, I'm afraid I'm in some trouble."
"It doesn't matter, I only have the Thunder Spirit Pearl in hand to get through the thunder. They won't be able to get through it for a while. Don't be distracted and try your best to help me communicate with the Thunder Emperor's War Hammer," Jiang Yifeng said calmly.
Li Qingqing nodded, but suddenly noticed Ye Yang in the distance, his eyebrows suddenly stood up, and he became murderous.
"This bastard is here too"
"Don't lose big because of small things," Jiang Yifeng shouted coldly.
Li Qingqing then slowly suppressed the murderous intention in his heart, tried to calm himself down, and tried his best to help Jiang Yifeng communicate with the Thunder Emperor War Hammer.
Compared with the Thunder Emperor's Warhammer, Ye Yang's matter is not worth mentioning, but Li Qingqing still knows his priorities clearly.
It turns out that thousands of years ago, the Zifeng Holy Land discovered this Thunder Emperor Warhammer. After several years of searching for information and legends, they finally determined that it was an imperial weapon - the Thunder Emperor Warhammer.
In ancient times, spiritual energy was abundant and emperors were living side by side. The Thunder Emperor was one of the most famous beings.
The Thunder Emperor repaired thunder with a sound, and he was astonishingly talented and rampant in ancient times. However, there are not many detailed records about him. We only know that he held a Thunder Emperor war hammer and fought a myth of being undefeated.
When the senior officials of Zifeng Holy Land learned the news, they were immediately overjoyed. If they obtained the imperial soldiers, I am afraid that even the True Holy Land would have to bow to them.
However, the opening of the next few ancient battlefields made their fiery hearts suddenly cool down.
Because they couldn't get close to the Thunder Emperor's war hammer, and the terrifying power of thunder was simply not something that a half-step Lord-level powerhouse could contend with.
During the previous explorations, the Holy Son almost died several times, and finally I realized that fighting head-on would never work.
From then on, Zifeng Holy Land secretly collected valuable treasures related to thunder and secretly guarded this place.
Whenever the ancient battlefield was opened, they would send Saint Son-level experts to secretly guard the place. Once anyone came close, they would kill them. For thousands of years, this secret has been miraculously kept.
Finally, Huangtian paid off. After thousands of years of hard work, perhaps God was impressed by their awesome style and allowed them to find a thunder-type treasure, the Thunder Spirit Pearl.
The Thunder Lingzhu is a natural treasure, the essence bred by the thunder power of nature. Inadvertently, the Purple Wind Holy Land received news that the Thunder Lingzhu was in the hands of a super force called the Ben Lei Sect.
So all the masters from the Purple Wind Holy Land came out to snatch the Thunder Spirit Pearl. In order to prevent the news from leaking out, they killed all the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Ben Lei Sect overnight.
After obtaining the Thunder Spirit Bead, Zifeng Holy Land began to train disciples with a certain affinity for the thunder system to control the Thunder Spirit Bead.
Finally, in Jiang Yifeng's generation, a talent like him appeared, who could barely control the Thunder Spirit Pearl, so he carried the hope of everyone in the Zifeng Holy Land and entered the ancient battlefield.
The reason why Jiang Yifeng didn't go to Ye Yang to avenge his brother in the first place was because of the Thunder Emperor's War Hammer.
Because of the existence of the Thunder Lingzhu, the thunder here regarded the Thunder Lingzhu as the same kind, and the two of them immediately arrived in front of the Thunder Emperor's war hammer smoothly.
With excitement, Jiang Yifeng injected the power of his soul into the Thunder Spirit Pearl to communicate with the Thunder Emperor's War Hammer.
Because the Thunder Emperor's war hammer is an imperial weapon, and the emperor's soldiers have spirits. With Jiang Yifeng's strength, trying to conquer the emperor's soldiers is nothing more than a dream.
However, Jiang Yifeng was not trying to conquer it, but was trying to use the affinity of the Thunder Spirit Bead to seduce the Thunder Emperor Warhammer and try to take it away.
The weapon spirit is not a real soul, it is just born with a little intelligence and is unlikely to be able to think.
It went smoothly at first, and the Thunder Emperor's War Hammer also reacted. However, just when Jiang Yifeng thought it was done, the Thunder Emperor's War Hammer suddenly changed and became violent, as if something had angered it, causing strange phenomena in the world.
However, Jiang Yifeng was still able to get a trace of contact with the Thunder Emperor's Warhammer through the Thunder Spirit Bead, and he quickly continued to communicate hard and tried to put it away.
Everyone was alerted by the movement here, and almost everyone on the battlefield ran in this direction.
However, most people are self-aware and know that they cannot compete with the Saint Son-level powerhouses for treasures. They only use the power of thunder to refine their bodies on the periphery. This is also a rare opportunity.
After all, after the body is sacrificed, some impurities left by the practice will disappear due to the sacrifice, which will be of great help for future practice.
Some people with stronger forces and more confidence in their own cultivation continue to move forward. After all, as long as there is a chance, they cannot give up.
However, after advancing for more than 20,000 miles, they stopped because they had to stop because there were people in front who could not withstand the terrifying power of thunder and were chopped into charcoal.
However, Ren Tianxiong and other saint-level experts did not feel any pressure and continued to rush forward at a constant speed, making everyone lament that the gap was too big.
But before them, Ye Yang had already traveled more than 50,000 miles, and he was still running forward, which was staggering.
"He is indeed a monster-level strongman. Isn't he afraid of being struck to death by lightning?"
As soon as the man finished speaking, because of his distraction, a bolt of lightning struck him, immediately causing him to be blackened all over, and he screamed in agony.
"Fuck, Lei and Lightning bullies the weak and fears the strong. I should quit and go to the head office."
The man dragged his charred body and exited outside, cursing.
Ren Tianxiong looked at Ye Yang's back. Although his face was calm, he held one hand tightly.
Everyone in the distance looked at Ye Yang's back with different expressions. Gu Youqian and Li Mingfang gritted their teeth, eager to eat Ye Yang's flesh.
Bai Zhantang looked at Ye Yang's back, with a hint of ridicule on his handsome face, "Although you are not afraid of the power of thunder, I don't believe you are really as strong as Piao Piao said."
More and more people gathered outside, but most of them stayed on the outside, observing what was going on inside while being baptized by the thunder.
Some of these people from Yuzhou's forces looked at the black figures running in the distance with complicated expressions, and felt infinite emotions in their hearts.
Although Ye Yang was a little famous back then, no one took him as an emperor-level warrior to heart, but now Ye Yang has become someone they can only look up to.
The more Ye Yang ran forward, the more terrifying the thunder in front of him became. Thunder and lightning as thick as a water tank were raging back and forth like angry dragons.
At this time, Ye Yang finally felt the pressure and had to slow down a bit, while his own absorption power began to increase.
Because Ye Yang discovered that the power of thunder here could baptize his body more effectively, and through absorption, his own power of thunder became more powerful.
Moreover, after absorbing the power of thunder, Ye Yang was pleasantly surprised to find that his true energy foundation had reached the point of being flawless. As long as he wanted to, he could break through the half-step master at any time.
"Ye Yang, don't just absorb it, I'm afraid things may be a little troublesome." Jiuxuan's voice sounded in Ye Yang's mind with some solemnity.
Ye Yang's heart suddenly skipped a beat. With Jiuxuan's calmness, this was the first time he had spoken to him in this tone since he had known it for such a long time.
"how?"
"The altar under the hammer is a seal, and something cannot be moved is sealed inside. Once that thing breaks out, I'm afraid the entire battlefield will be destroyed," Jiuxuan said in a deep voice.
"Ah, it's so serious, can't you solve it?" Ye Yang was secretly shocked.
"I can't compete now," Jiuxuan said with absolute certainty.
"What should we do?" Ye Yang's scalp felt numb for a while.
"The hammer is the core of the seal. Once it is moved, the things underneath will immediately break out of the seal. Find a way to prevent those two people from collecting the hammer."
Ma De, you know that this couple of bitches can't do anything good. Ye Yang cursed in his heart, do they want to kill everyone?
Ye Yang took a deep breath, not caring about absorbing the power of thunder, and circulated the true energy in his body, turning his skin into a bronze color.
The whole person was like an angry arrow leaving the string, heading straight towards the center of the battlefield, and all the thunder along the way was knocked away by his powerful body.
Li Qingqing was doing his kung fu to help Jiang Yifeng when he suddenly felt something in his heart. When he turned around, he was shocked to find that Ye Yang was already less than ten thousand miles away from the two of them.
At this time, Jiang Yifeng also noticed something unusual about Li Qingqing. When he saw Ye Yang riding the wind and waves in the distance, he was slightly startled, but quickly calmed down and said, "Ignore him, we will travel ten thousand miles in the end. Even if he is exhausted, it will be enough."
Not coming”
Because he understands the horror of this area. Without the Thunder Lingzhu, even he would be struck to death by thunder.
While Ye Yang was running wildly, suddenly the thunder and lightning in front became more violent, as fine as rain, falling on Ye Yang. Even with Ye Yang's abnormal body, the shock caused his skin to crack, blood overflowed, and his speed had to slow down.
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Looking at the mocking men and women in the distance, Ye Yang snorted coldly, and a long bow as red as blood appeared in his hand. With Jiang Yifeng and Li Qingqing's surprised expressions, he shot an arrow. (To be continued)