Chapter 874 Throw yourself into the trap of the Yan Family Thunder God Sacrifice. Everyone in Hongmeng Realm knows about it. It lasts for seven days, just above the God Thunder Mountain. It seems that this is not just a simple worship, but also a ceremony for the Yan Family.
This is the time for this extraordinary creature to show its tyranny to the world.
You know, even a saint would be chopped to death if he broke into the peak of the Divine Thunder Mountain. However, the Yan family regards this place as if it were a Jedi as a place of worship!
This in itself has formed an invisible power to all forces in the world!
If you want to challenge the authority of my Yan family, you must first be struck by lightning for seven days under the Divine Thunder Mountain, otherwise, you will not be qualified at all!
Precisely because of the existence of the Thunder God Sacrifice, the authority of the Yan family has not been challenged by any force for endless years! This has also led to some other extraordinary forces following the same example and imitating the Yan family.
This kind of worship is deliberately looking for opportunities to show one's power to the world.
Very quickly, more than ten days passed in the blink of an eye...
On this day, a faint blue light appeared in the sky. Almost everyone in Fulei City came out. All eyes were focused on the thundering mountain peak, as if they were waiting for something.
Slowly, the blue light in the sky showed a touch of fish-belly white, and at this moment, suddenly, the wind and clouds surged between the sky and the earth, and a large dark cloud quickly gathered in the sky, a mass of blackness, as if the sky had fallen, bullying the earth, and heavy
, an invisible pressure, giving people the illusion of suffocation. Involuntarily, even though their breathing is a little rapid, their minds are fluctuating, and they cannot calm down.
"Boom!..."
The thunder continued, rumbling, and rippled within the dark clouds, adding even more power to the already heavy atmosphere. Some people with weaker cultivation levels could only retreat again and again, not daring to
Too close.
"Coming!"
Seeing the increasingly fierce dance of electric snakes, some old people from Fulei City had excitement on their faces and whispered in their mouths.
"Boom!"
Sure enough, not long after, in the midst of thunder and lightning, the heavy dark clouds were split in half by a thunder, revealing a bright sky and earth, which was as powerful as the creation of heaven and earth, shocking people's hearts, and everyone's hearts were lifted.
"Tsk!"
In that bright sky and earth, a silvery-white lightning flashed across. Suddenly, the space was cut open as if it were made of paper, and a dark crack appeared in the light.
"Swish!..."
Following the sharp sound of breaking through the air, everyone saw countless figures rushing out from the dark cracks, and they all landed on the Shenlei Mountain. They landed all over the mountain in an orderly manner.
Thunder and lightning struck him, but his figure remained motionless, just like a stone statue, unable to move.
Their clothes are the same, and they all have a silvery-white lightning mark tattooed on their left chests.
This silver-white lightning is the identity symbol of the Yan family. No one or force in this world dares to steal it.
"Whoosh!"
After the last lightning-like figure swept out, the dark cracks in the sky began to slowly close.
It was a figure shrouded in thunder, with lightning arcs as thick as fingers coiled all over its body. The whole person was filled with a violent aura, as if it were a thunder god, shocking people's hearts.
He was at the pinnacle of the Divine Thunder Mountain. From the sky, arcs of electricity as thick as buckets fell down and hit him. The lightning that could kill the saint did not cause any damage to him. Instead, it seemed to be swallowed up by him.
It's the same, without any hint of it, it's so powerful that it's terrifying, just like a god.
Indeed, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is the God of Thunder and Lightning!
He glanced lightly at the distance. No one dared to look directly at him. They all lowered their heads, with horror in their eyes.
"Too strong!"
Feng Hao, who was in Floating Thunder City, just glanced at it, and felt as if he was struck by lightning. His body trembled, his face became a little pale, and he almost fell from the sky.
This is definitely the strongest person he has ever seen. Even the ancestor of the Feng family who holds the imperial weapon does not have such power. He even has a feeling that this person can easily win even with his bare hands.
The ancestor of the Feng family of Bing!
Of course, this does not mean that the Imperial Soldier is not powerful enough, but it depends on the cultivation level of the person who activates it. The higher the cultivation level, the greater the ultimate Imperial power that can be inspired!
Only in the hands of the ultimate emperor can the emperor's weapons truly exert their full power!
Of course, that thunder-god-like figure would not pay attention to such a small person who was able to unite his energy. He dropped directly to the peak of the Divine Thunder Mountain, and his eyes swept over the disciples at his feet, as if he was looking for something.
"Where's Qing'er?"
He asked in a low voice to an old man beside him.
"I heard someone said that he went out with Miss Xue Yan from Xiangtian Palace ten days ago, and it seems that he hasn't come back yet..."
The old man answered truthfully.
The two women are good friends, and they know this very well. The two often move around each other, and the two forces do not stop them.
Needless to say, the Yan family is tyrannical, but Xiangtian Palace is mysterious and powerful. Being able to make friends with such a force, the Yan family has no reason to refuse, and naturally will not hinder the communication between the two women.
"You're confused. You knew it was going to be the Thunder God Festival, so why didn't you know how to come back?"
The man who looked like a god of thunder cursed in a low voice, showing his majesty, "Go and get her back!"
"As you command!"
The old man responded, opened the space with his hand, and left through the air.
Feng Hao, who had already landed on the ground, did not see this scene...
"The worship begins!"
A vast and deep voice swept across the world. As these words fell, all the Yan family members in Shenlei Mountain sat down cross-legged, letting the thunder and lightning strike them, and were admired by thousands of people.
"Let's go quickly, we only have seven days!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Qing urged Feng Hao.
"good!"
Feng Hao did not hesitate, pulled out the little black dragon, took Yan Qing with him, and the two disappeared silently into the courtyard.
"The fate of the two of them has been tightly connected..."
Looking at the two people flying through the air, Xue Yan had distant eyes and murmured in her mouth.
"hey-hey!"
Not far away, there was a gloating and joking laughter. Huang Tianyun sat in the small pavilion, holding a pot of wine, taking a sip, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Now, Yan
Our precious baby has thrown himself into a trap and can’t escape again!”
His incomprehensible words made Xueyan glance at him, and seeing his crazy look, Xueyan did not ask, but walked towards the attic with lotus steps. {Thanks to Piaotian Literature www.PiaoTian.com
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