After seeing all this, Tang Yun's expression darkened as he stared at the final achievement: "If I paralyze you, three thousand miles of thunder clouds will break? Break your grandma's legs~"
What is the concept of three thousand miles?
Don’t you have any idea about the number of transactions in the Dogecoin system?
With his current strength, coupled with the full force of the runes, he can't reach more than ten miles with one sword. That's what he said, but in fact, after it exceeds a hundred feet, the control power is greatly reduced, and it is almost impossible to control it if it is a few miles away.
Already.
Just like a bullet, you can decide whether to pull the trigger or not, but if you pull the trigger and the bullet flies out, you have no choice but to beat up Mr. Newton and play metaphysics while stepping on the coffin board.
For example... the art of shaking a gun, the art of fighting with a gun, the art of shaking a gun and fighting with a gun~
The same is true for Tang Yun now. The closer the true energy is to him, the higher the efficiency of his control. For example, within a dozen feet, he can disperse and gather the energy in a single thought, turn a hundred steels into soft steel in an instant, and even disperse thousands of gold threads.
Beyond this distance, the control will be greatly reduced. Any further away and you can only let them fly by themselves. All Tang Yun can do is set a direction at the beginning, that's all.
Therefore, even if the strength of warriors is getting higher and higher, it will not develop into a fighting style similar to that in Xianxia novels. They are often separated by hundreds or thousands of miles, so how can they talk to each other and exchange spells...
When a warrior fights, it is still safest to punch to the flesh at close range, which can maximize one's own strength.
The higher the realm, the more likely the battlefield will become larger and larger, starting from the ground, then to the sky, and then to the chaos in the sky and the earth.
So this achievement is ridiculous. Tang Yun estimates that regardless of his strength, even a seventh-grade or even sixth-grade warrior would be hard-pressed to create such a big scene with all his strength.
Maybe we can make a compromise, such as stimulating the BOSS Lei Bao and asking him to narrow the scope of the thunder cloud. The smaller the better, and when it reaches a certain point, Tang Yun may be able to use tricks to complete it.
However, it is of little significance to consider this. It is still unclear whether Tang Yun can defeat this BOSS.
At this moment when he was thinking, the sky in all directions suddenly darkened, followed by howling winds and dark clouds gathering. In just a short moment, the clear sky turned into dark clouds over the city.
To be fair, this kind of scene is not comparable to what happened in Tianhai County before, when Hou Tianhou led ten thousand monsters to attack the city. That scene was really scary. This scene was just a little bit frustrating at most.
However, I saw thunderbolts coming one after another, and the thunder carried the roar of the sky, like demonic dragons moving in the clouds, and the visibility instantly dropped a lot.
Such strange phenomena naturally attracted the attention of Zhenwu Pavilion here, but this place... is just a city.
Even though the strength of Leihuo State is one level higher than that of Yunzhou, and even the master of the palace is a ninth-level foundation, it is still somewhat powerless to face such a crisis.
wrong!
Tang Yun stood on the roof of the city tower, quietly looking at the clouds that were getting lower and lower: "No matter what the Balrog's plan is, what he did is unreasonable.
Don't you see, the imperial court has now disposed of two forbidden areas, and has a lot of spare power. If there is a big change in this place, then this guy will be the first to bear the brunt. Then he will face a desperate situation with no place to die.
Even if the Balrog can continue to resurrect, what's the point of dying, resurrecting, dying, and resurrecting constantly? And every time he has the slightest sprout, he will be killed by Zhenwu Pavilion in time.
For so many years, Balrog has been waiting for an opportunity to explode as soon as he has some strength. Even if this guy has zero IQ and is purely Shabi, he won't die so many times and lose his memory, right?"
unless……
Unless he started riots again and again, he would get benefits from them every time, and what exactly were these benefits? Zhenwu Pavilion was not aware of it.
what exactly is it?
have no idea.
The information Tang Yun received was too little, and it could only support him to this point. Any further information was pure speculation without any theoretical evidence, and was completely untenable.
Clicking his tongue, Tang Yun muttered secretly: "The imperial warriors who suppressed the forbidden area must have taken action when faced with this situation, but no matter how strong they are, they can't do anything at all. As long as the Balrogs divide their forces, there will always be a few who can achieve victory."
Fortunately, this has not happened in reality yet... Wait!!!!
Tang Yun's expression froze, and he was stunned for a while before he caught the fleeting inspiration in his mind, and then suddenly turned his head to look at the iconic building in the distance.
His eyes flickered, and emotions such as surprise, shock, suspicion, and thoughtfulness came one after another, and finally a complex expression appeared on his face.
Thousands of words.
Lots of speculation.
A flash of inspiration.
In the end, a conclusion that can be called absurd was reached.
"No way?"
Tang Yun felt that Yahuazi was a little sore, and couldn't help grinning, his brows forming a knot: "Actually, thinking about it this way, it's not impossible."
He is different from other people. Those people were born and raised here and take many things for granted. But Tang Yun is different. He has thoughts from another world and often looks at things from a different perspective.
Others don't dare to guess, and even if they guess, they don't dare to believe it.
He dares.
Tang Yun squinted his eyes, with a hint of coldness at the corner of his lips. He jumped to the roof with his toes and floated quietly into the distance: "We are in the dungeon anyway and have nothing to do, so why not...let me verify it."
If it was really as he guessed, it would be so interesting, and so powerful. Not only did he deceive the court, the Zhenwu Pavilion, but even the warriors all over the world.
Tsk tsk~
Tang Yun sat in a secret place, smiling as he watched the thunderclouds in the sky, countless strange shadows looming under the thunder, as if there were monsters neighing and roaring, one after another, causing panic in the city.
Zhenwu Pavilion takes action.
Tang Yun saw that the master of the palace quickly led people to various places in the city. At the same time, the government officials sent people through the streets to evacuate the panicked people on the streets.
Behemoths were pushed out from the city wall, all of which were developed by the imperial court. They were weapons against monsters, such as powerful crossbows, mirrors engraved with runes, and so on.
Finally, it seemed that the critical point had been reached, and countless monsters emerged from the clouds, like heavy rain and strong winds, roaring towards the city.
The battle has begun.
In this darkness, visibility was so low that even if Tang Yun was sitting on the roof, no one would notice him.
He narrowed his eyes, lay leisurely on the tiles, and murmured to himself: "According to my calculations, the Zhenwu Pavilion here is definitely no match for you, so after stubborn resistance, there will be heavy casualties..."
Rumble...
The thunder became more deafening, and the lightning flashes became more rapid.
From time to time, more lightning pillars fell to the ground, destroying houses and trees together, turning them into ruins. The fire was dim and swaying, and was blown by the strong wind. The wind helped the fire to burn bigger and bigger.
The monsters seem to be endless. Even the warriors of the Zhenwu Pavilion now have a large-scale warrior academy as a reserve force, and the manpower is much more abundant than before, but they are still gradually falling behind.
The warriors died, the people suffered large-scale casualties, and the entire city looked desolate. The chaos became more and more serious. Everything seemed to be planned, and it was slowly heading in the direction Tang Yun had expected.
As if pointing to the country, Tang Yun closed his eyes and murmured as if in his sleep: "Zhenwu Pavilion suffered heavy casualties, countless civilians were killed and injured, and the Warrior Academy suffered a lot. What should have happened has happened, and the next thing should be... the savior appears.
"
Who is the savior?
The imperial court is in such a miserable state, how many people have died in the academy, who else can there be? Who else can there be?
Of course there is.
That is...the owner of the building beneath Tang Yun.
The famous... Leiyin Temple.
How about it?
Surprised or not?
Is it surprising?
Not happy?
Is it strange?
Whether Tang Yun's guess is right or wrong depends...
At this moment, the Leiyin Temple branch in the city, which had been silent all this time, heard a loud shout that spread throughout the countryside: "How dare you, you evildoer, to cause harm to the people? You will die!"
The soft golden light suddenly appeared, like a guiding light, shining brightly in this dim city. Beautiful golden lotuses bloomed, making this place look like the paradise, peaceful place, and peaceful place mentioned in the Buddhist scriptures.
…
Then there was a roar, a huge thing appeared from the clouds, and the next thing was... haha.
The corners of Tang Yun's lips raised, his slightly frowned eyebrows gradually relaxed, and he murmured: "What follows is a bloody battle between justice and evil, and in the end the savior successfully defeats the monsters.
Compared with the disastrous defeat of Zhenwu Pavilion, Leiyin Temple has a natural aura, so they only need to continue to do things like help collect corpses, build houses, etc., and they can easily gain the gratitude of ignorant people.
With such people's hearts in hand, the defeated Zhenwu Pavilion naturally cannot hold its head high in front of it. Then Leiyin Temple only needs to find an excuse to easily imprison those so-called monsters in the Demon Suppression Tower and the Demon Suppression Tower.
Calculated in this way, not only did he lose the face of Zhenwu Pavilion and slap the court in the face, but he also improved his reputation and the name of Leiyin Temple, and even recovered the monsters.
The reason why Leiyin Temple did this is very simple.
They knew that they were no match for the imperial court, and they didn't want to go head-to-head, but they also didn't want to suffer the consequences of being dumb. They allowed the imperial court to cut their flesh with soft knives and slowly played to death.
That's why this kind of operation was carried out. The intention is nothing more than a three-legged confrontation. At least in this Leihuo State, it is a three-legged confrontation, isn't it?
Leiyin Temple is a famous sect, the top of many forces in the world, and one of its facades. Moreover, the people of Leihuo Prefecture are here, so the imperial court will not act rashly.
The imperial court sent the Zhenwu Pavilion to sit here. The Lord of the World has great righteousness. As long as the imperial court does not collapse, a single sect will never be able to shake its position.
The Balrog was suppressed here and has existed for a long time. The demonic energy is lingering in clouds, the volcanoes are stretching into veins, the terrain is complex, and there are countless monsters. It is impossible to drive them all away.
Although the imperial court dispatched strong men to take charge, Yanmo divided his forces like this, and the Zhenwu Pavilion was unable to do anything at all. As long as a few troops came out to attack, his goal would be achieved.
Once there is a riot in the forbidden area, the Zhenwu Pavilion will take action of its own accord. Wherever there is a strong person in charge, the Zhenwu Pavilion will naturally have the upper hand. However, there are only a limited number of strong people. Without a strong person in charge, Leiyin Temple will naturally gain the limelight.
What comes and goes, this way, Leiyin Temple will not be too miserable. This is the fundamental reason why the leader of Wuge Prefecture in Leihuo Prefecture Zhouxun has been trying to weaken its reputation for so many years, but with little success.
.
Because Zhou Xun had no idea that Leiyin Temple would collude with demons.
Yes, if he hadn't been in the dungeon, if Tang Yun hadn't had the opportunity to experience it personally, if he hadn't known about the Emperor Tianjiu Dao, if he hadn't... who could have guessed it? Who would have dared to believe it? "
...Haha, what a calculation.
The Flame Demon sings a black face, and the Leiyin Temple sings a red face.
It’s true that you step down and I appear, one after another.
And in addition to these, there may be another reason for this riot... one.
That is, the Warrior Academy.
As the name suggests, the existence of the Martial Arts Academy has had an impact on the sect. They can tell by looking at each other's miserable state that they have done this on purpose, and naturally they have the intention of suppressing the academy.
This move by Leiyin Temple can send a message: "Look, there is a hammer in the academy, so come to Leiyin Temple. We at Leiyin Temple are our saviors and can protect you."
Their cleverness lies in not directly turning against them. After all, the general situation is out of their hands. Doing so is tantamount to going against the will of heaven, and the consequences will definitely be unpleasant, so they adopt a curve to save the country.
By doing this, the older generation of people can experience it personally, and then use their words to shake up the young martial artists of the academy.
To change the analogy: parents urge marriage.
Is it similar?
——
Snap, snap, snap~
As if thinking of a joke, Tang Yun chuckled loudly, stood on the top of the tower and looked down, clapped his hands and applauded with a half-smile: "Okay, this play is well sung.
I wonder why the imperial court has sent manpower to Leihuo Prefecture for many years, but the area of the forbidden area has not been reduced too much. I thought it was related to the volcanic ground.
In fact, it's not just me, everyone including the imperial court thinks so. But who would have thought that there is something hidden behind this.
Yes, your Leiyin Temple is really good.
After so many years and so many struggles, you have gained fame, profit, benefits, and public opinion. No wonder you can be among the eleven circles of influence in the world."
The old monk, who had a kind and compassionate face, held a rosary, wore a cassock and had a ring scar on his head, had kind eyebrows and kind eyes, looked up when he heard the voice, folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name, and asked: "Who is the donor? Why does he appear in my temple and why is he in town?"
On the magic tower?"
Tang Yun knelt down and looked at them condescendingly: "It doesn't make much sense who I am, but I am very curious about whether you are human."
The old monk raised his head and said with a smile: "This donor, can you come down and talk?"
"I'm lazy and don't want to move my feet."
Tang Yun tilted his head, then grinned, and his voice became particularly cold and stern: "If not, if I dismantle this tower, won't we be able to come down?"
"No." The old monk was shocked and said repeatedly: "The donor may not know that this is the Demon Suppression Tower, where monsters are imprisoned..."
Boom...
The scene suddenly fell silent, and everyone below looked at the ruins blankly. Some of their expressions changed drastically, some were horrified, some were extremely angry, and some were thoughtful.
"Where's the devil?"
Tang Yun patted his butt and stood up, and came to the old monk with a smile: "Tell me, where did this demon go? Could it be that... it went to your Buddha's Paradise? Or did it go to your hearts?"
hiss……
The old monk's expression suddenly changed, his kind eyebrows and kind eyes suddenly became gloomy and solemn, his eyes gradually became gloomy, and he stared at Tang Yun and said word by word: "Donor, please be careful, this is slandering the Buddha, and you will be sent to the tongue pulling hell."