"Sect Master, this thing does not distinguish between friend and foe, so use it with caution!" an elder exclaimed.
When everyone heard this, they looked at the bead with caution, which could make a late-stage Ning Yuan monk exclaim desperately. This thing must be extremely powerful, and the treasure that does not distinguish between the enemy and ourselves is obviously in the attack power.
It will be even more violent.
Lin Chong's face was as heavy as water, and the real energy in his body instantly poured into the thunder bead. The thunder bead suddenly flashed purple light, and then turned into a bolt of lightning and soared into the sky, reaching an altitude of tens of thousands of feet in an instant.
Liu Zhengqing had a bad premonition and regretted irritating Lin Chong too much. When he saw thunderballs rising into the sky, he wanted to retreat and leave the place.
However, Liu Zhengqing had just risen with his sword when he suddenly felt endless pressure from the sky. His figure that had just risen could not help but sink. His flying speed was extremely slow. He felt that it was very laborious to move in this space, let alone think about it.
About to fly away.
Liu Zhengqing was obviously not the only one who felt this pressure. Within a radius of three thousand feet, all the monks seemed to be frozen. Even the people who were fighting could not help but hurriedly stop their attacks, resulting in a sudden silence in the field.
At this time, the sky thousands of feet high suddenly flashed with purple light, and then the sky above everyone's heads was dyed purple at a visible speed, and then the sky was filled with flashes of thunder, and thunder came from the sky.
The power of this thunder bead has not yet exploded, but just the prelude dyed the sky a hundred miles purple and immobilized hundreds of monks. The top masters such as Liu Zhengqing, Huang Ying, Yulong Valley Master, Cangyang Sect Master, etc. all changed their colors in shock.
"Hehe..." Lin Chong took out a pill and swallowed it, then tried hard to lean towards several elders of Jinhua Sect, "This is a treasure left by the previous master of Jinhua Sect. He spent a hundred years collecting it for nine days.
Lei Gang has made several thunder beads. Although it is only a one-time magic weapon, each one has reached the limit of the earth-level low-grade. Once activated, the Lei Gang will be everywhere within three thousand feet regardless of the enemy or friend. I hope your protective magic weapons are all
Strong enough!”
As soon as these words were spoken, hundreds of monks suddenly changed their colors, looked up at the endless thunder that had not yet fallen in the sky, and all used their strongest magic weapons to protect themselves.
? Huang Ying's pupils shrank instantly, he raised his hand and offered a small pot, opened the lid and released streams of white cloud mist, and then said to the elders of the Qingyun Sect around him, "All come to me!"
"Sect Master Lin, collect the magic weapon quickly. Most of the people here are our own people!" shouted a monk from Pingshan Kingdom.
"Haha, it's too late, just ask for your blessings." Lin Chong sneered, and the crown of heaven emitted golden light, covering him and several elders around him.
After three breaths, thunder resounded throughout the heaven and earth.
Countless purple thunders fell from the sky, and purple thunderbolts glowing with golden light continued to strike from the sky tens of thousands of feet high. The area within three thousand feet almost turned into a thunder field. Every inch of space was filled with thunder. What hit my eyes was a sky full of purple light, and my ears rang.
What is clear is the endless thunder.
The magic weapons sacrificed by the monks were shattered by thunder. Many monks in the early stage of condensation could not last more than five breaths before all their protective magic weapons were chopped into pieces. Then they were enveloped by thunder, first turned into charcoal, and then completely chopped into pieces.
The fly ash disappeared between heaven and earth.
Ten breaths later, almost all the single monks in the early and middle stages of Condensation were swallowed up by the thunder. Only a few monks in the late stage of Condensation were still holding on. The more than two hundred monks were instantly reduced by more than one-tenth, and the remaining
The monks basically stayed with one or more late-stage Ning Yuan monks, and they all worked together to sacrifice their protective magic weapons to resist the endless thunder that seemed to come from the nine heavens.
Thunder was raging within three thousand feet, and everyone was struggling to hold on. They didn't know how long the thunder would last.
However, the energy contained in this thunder bead obviously cannot support its endless raging. These thunders come and go quickly. In less than twenty breaths, the thunder that was still scattered in the thunder field suddenly stopped, and there was no sound in the sky.
Another trace of thunder struck down, and the thunder that resounded across the heaven and earth suddenly disappeared, leaving only the lingering sound.
Apparently the thunder bead poured out all its energy within twenty breaths, leaving not a single trace left. Twenty breaths later, the sky was filled with purple without a trace. The pressure that imprisoned the monks also disappeared instantly, leaving only the sourceless thunder light still in the surrounding area.
It continues to rage within three thousand feet, but its power is getting smaller and smaller, and it is expected that it will disappear without a trace soon.
Lin Chong withdrew the light from the Sky Crown, revealing himself and the three elders. He was very close to the elders when he released the thunder beads, so they would be together before the thunder fell, although he also destroyed several magic weapons.
, but no one was injured due to the combined efforts.
Lin Chong looked around, his face darkened, and then he realized that Lei Zhu was not as powerful as he had imagined. At least half of the monks present at the late stage of Ning Yuan were still alive, and all the sect leaders of the five sects of Cangshan were also alive.
Lin Chong was still not satisfied, but he didn't know that the other monks were almost scared to death. If not for everyone's joint efforts to resist, I am afraid that not one out of ten people present would be able to survive the thunder. Although this magic weapon is of high quality
It is still a low-level earth-level weapon, but its power has definitely reached the mid-level earth-level level. At least Huang Ying and Qin Guan can be sure that Qingyun leader Wu Changfeng's full-strength strike will never reach such power.
Huang Ying dispersed the clouds and looked at the small pot full of cracks in his hand. He knew that this high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon was completely destroyed. Looking around, he saw that three of the elders who followed him in Prince Yun's Mansion were also dead. Fortunately, Yan Wu
Xun's cultivation level was not high, so he had been following him to attack him, so he was spared under his protection.
"Sect Leader Lin, you must give me an explanation for this matter from the Qingyun Sect!" Qin Guan shouted angrily from a distance. He had been suppressed in this battle. In the end, the thunder fell and it was too late to join the elders of the Southeast Yun Palace. At this time, the thunder dissipated and he was discovered.
Almost half of the elders under his command were dead, and he couldn't help but be furious. If the two elders around him hadn't stopped him, he would have almost gone to Lin Chong to fight for his life.
Lin Chong ignored him. At this time, the "Seven Gou Hidden Mind Technique" had been leaked, and the cooperation with the Qingyun Sect had naturally come to an end. He did not pay attention to the Southeast Cloud King of the Qingyun Sect, and just offered sacrifices to him again.
Two flying shuttles hit the leader of the Jiuqu Sect.
The leader of the Jiuqu Sect was a sturdy old man. He had not forgotten to memorize the contents of the jade slip even in the thunder field just now. When he saw Lin Chong hitting him, he couldn't help but look disdainful, sneered, and conveniently took the jade slip in his hand.
The jade slip was thrown to the shuttle.
Lin Chong's expression condensed, and the flying shuttle released three inches of light and wrapped the jade slip around. When it came to a foot in front of him, he caught it in his hand. With a sweep of his consciousness, it turned out to be the Zhenzong Kung Fu of his Jinhua Sect, passed down from generation to generation.
Jade slips.
If he had gotten the jade slip half a day ago, Lin Chong would have been ecstatic, but now the leader of the Jiuqu Sect returned it to him after reading it. Lin Chong's expression changed while holding the jade slip, although he knew in his heart that he could no longer kill the five.
The leader of the sect, but he was really not willing to just retreat. If he hadn't placed several other thunder beads in the Jinhua Sect's mountain gate treasure house, he would have wanted to use another one.
However, Lin Chong still has some sense. He knows that the last one has destroyed many magic weapons for everyone, and he and the three elders have no more means of protection. If another one comes, everyone present will really die together.
Well, when the time comes when the Jinhua Sect’s sect-suppressing skills are lost and all the sect leaders and elders die outside, then the Jinhua Sect will really decline completely.
Although many people from the five Cangshan sects died, the goal of obtaining the exercises was achieved, while the many forces in the Qingyun Kingdom and Pingshan Kingdom were crying without tears. Not only did they not get the exercises, but they also lost their lives.
It also implicated the five sects of Cangshan, and many people were killed by Lin Chong's indiscriminate attacks.
At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Lin Chong. The five Cangshan sects no longer wanted to fight. Although many forces in the Qingyun Kingdom and the Pingshan Kingdom were still keen on the jade slips in Lin Chong's hands, the thunder beads just now had frightened them.
, who knows if he has any other trump cards in his hand. Do you really think that the Jinhua Sect, a force that is older than the Qingyun Sect, has spent tens of thousands of years in vain?