It was also Wang Tiezhu's first time to try the effect of mysterious golden thunder. When he saw this scene, he was shocked.
"This seems to be more cruel than the mysterious fire thunder..."
When the Xuanji Fire Thunder is used, the fire will spread across the sky and the fierce flames will surge into the sky. The main purpose is torture.
Once the Mysterious Golden Thunder is released, thousands of golden blades intersect and spin, cutting and smashing everything in the range. The main thing is a fierce one.
It is foreseeable that these two kinds of mysterious thunder will become one of the most commonly used attack methods by Litian Sword Sect disciples in the future, making up for the sword cultivator's weak ability against groups!
While he was surprised, other people standing not far away were also severely shocked by this scene. They all stood stunned and looked at the messy ground.
"This, this, this..."
Wu Sili pointed to the area and stammered: "How can this small mysterious thunder be compared with the effect of the sword energy?"
Zhang Tingruo shook his head helplessly and said with a wry smile: "This thing can be compared with sword cultivators like us, so what's the point of our hard training?"
Gao Xuan on the side heard this, snorted coldly and scolded.
"In vain, you still know that you are a sword cultivator, why are you disturbed by this little dead thing? You need to know that there is no end to the journey of cultivating the Tao. The ancient powerful ones can open the sky with one sword and split the mountains with one sword.
How can this little mysterious thunder be done? You don't want to make progress, but instead sigh here and belittle yourself. You really don't have the spirit of our Sword Sect!"
Zhang Tingruo and others were shocked when they heard this, the confusion and loss in their eyes disappeared instantly, and they quickly offered their hands to Gao Xuan to apologize.
"What the master said is absolutely true! It's because the disciple's mind is not strong, and that's why he got carried away for a moment. Please punish me, master!"
Gao Xuan shook his head, stroked his beard and said.
"Since you have awakened, you don't need to be punished any more, but you must always keep in mind that the way to practice depends on people. Don't let external things interfere with your state of mind!"
"Disciple, please remember this!"
Seeing this scene, Wang Tiezhu praised secretly in his heart.
"As expected of Second Master Uncle, he can sharpen his disciple's state of mind through a small incident!"
After thinking about it, he smiled and said to everyone.
"You don't have to worry. The reason why the mysterious thunder seems so powerful is because the objects it attacks are dead objects such as rocks and wooden piles.
If it is a normal monk, he will definitely have defensive means, and the attack effect of Xuanji Lei will definitely not be as powerful as our sword technique!"
Hearing this, everyone turned around and said yes.
"Now everyone has a preliminary understanding of the power and use of Mysterious Thunder. Next, I will explain to you the specific principles and production methods of Mysterious Thunder. In the next period of time, everyone will need to make Mysterious Thunder here.
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After that, Wang Tiezhu led everyone back to the area where the wooden house was located, and explained to them in detail how to make the Mysterious Seal and Mysterious Thunder.
Zhou Huaying also handed over the demon pills and spiritual mines that he had secretly purchased before, and the group of people quickly got involved in the arms business.
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Xuantianjie, Nanzhao Mizhou, is located in a remote village.
What's strange is that it's noon now, when every household should be lighting a fire, but there's not a trace of smoke coming out, and even the whole village is ridiculously quiet, with no human voice and dogs barking.
There was no sound at all.
In the open space in the center of the village, a young man with a slender figure and an enchanting appearance was standing.
This man has a pair of narrow eyes, and the pupils in his eyes are a strange blood-red color, which is deep and mysterious. It seems that anyone who is targeted by him will fall deeply into these blood-red eyes.
However, this handsome young man was actually in a sea of blood!
This sea of blood is full of white bones, some with traces of flesh and blood attached to them.
However, the flesh and blood quickly turned into blood, dripping from the bones, merged into the sea of blood, and finally slowly flowed towards the man in the center of the depths.
Feeling the flesh and blood entering his body bit by bit, Lian Ze showed an expression of enjoyment on his face, closed his eyes slightly, and let out a slight moan.
"Ah...the taste of flesh and blood! It's always so exciting..."
After a while, the blood in the sea of blood stopped flowing toward him, and he slowly opened his eyes.
"The flesh and blood of eight villages and nearly a thousand people restored half of my strength... That's all, this is enough for me to return to the Holy Cave of Soul Bones, hum... Wang Tiezhu, next time we meet, it will be you
When the head falls to the ground!"
After that, he moved and turned into a bloody rainbow, disappearing into the boundless dense forest, leaving only a sea of blood melted by the blood and flesh of the whole village, old and young...
A few days later.
A figure appeared in a huge rift valley that no one knew about in the Xuantian Realm. It was Lian Ze who rushed back to the Holy Cave of Soul Bones from Mizhou, Nanzhao day and night!
He looked up at the swirling black and purple clouds above the rift valley, a smile appeared on his lips, and then he walked towards the rift valley.
Not long after, he arrived near the entrance of the rift valley. Just as he was about to enter, two bloody lights fell from the sky and landed in front of him. Two figures wearing black and red robes emerged from them.
One of them stepped forward and shouted loudly: "Where did this blind thing come from! How dare you trespass into the territory of the Holy Cave!"
Lian Ze smiled coldly when he heard this and said in a low voice.
"Open your dog eyes and take a good look, who am I?"
The two people were stunned when they heard this, and when they looked closely, their faces were filled with expressions of horror!
It turned out to be Lord Hunzi who had been missing for nearly two years!
They immediately fell to the ground, their heads buried deep in the ground, and they did not dare to raise their heads at all.
"Hunhunhun... Lord Hunzi, please forgive me! I was blind and didn't see that it was you! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
The person who spoke earlier slapped his mouth again and again, hoping to gain Lianze's understanding.
I saw Lian Ze walking up to him leisurely, lowering his head and asking.
"What's your name? Which soul bone envoy is under the banner?"
The man raised his head nervously, "Sir Hui Hunzi, the younger one's name is Zhang Chuan, and he is a disciple of the Third Soul Bone Master Xie Bo..."
"Uncle Evil..."
Lian Ze narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, thought for a while, and smiled at Zhang Chuan: "I came back today and I am in a good mood. I won't punish you severely this time..."
Hearing this, Zhang Chuan felt happy and kowtowed quickly.
"Thank you! Thank you, Master Soulzi, for forgiving me!"
"but……"
Lian Ze suddenly said again: "There must be some punishment, otherwise where will I put my face if I lose my face? Don't you think so?"