The fierce battle between Leng Chuluo and Mo Yuankong continued. Although Thunder Peak was still standing there, it seemed that no amount of force could completely destroy it.
However, within a radius of ten miles around Thunder Peak, the overflowing lightning power and domineering palm power had already turned it into a dry wasteland.
Hou Wenyu and Lu Zhi had no nostalgia. They had already led the Thunder God Army to Creation Villa, along with Yue Taiyuan and a group of Haoran Villa disciples.
Yue Taiyuan has always been in a half-dead state, but the old man Wu Shu in Qi Ting Domain has sent a message to his token, briefly explaining the situation of Haoran Villa, and asking him to go to Good Fortune Villa immediately.
Hearing that Haoran Villa was intact made Yue Taiyuan feel a little better, but when he looked at Tianting Domain, the little sparkle he had regained in his eyes was eclipsed again.
Qi Ting domain.
Old Man Wushu was walking with a man wearing Taoist robes. This man was Leng Chuluo's junior brother Wang Bo.
After the blood sacrifice formation, some members of the Righteous Alliance, under the leadership of Wang Bo, had completely eradicated the Thunder God Army that had absorbed a large amount of blood energy in the Qi Ting Domain and was almost half-waste.
Most of these Thunder God troops originally stationed in the Four Domains secretly took refuge with the Fifth Ancestor of Da Ting, and they were also the destined victims of this chaos in Da Ting.
In the past three months, Hou Wenyu and General Lu Zhi had completely separated the Thunder God Army that originally belonged to King Lei Kong and the Thunder God Army that could be used for his own use.
Although most of them were inevitably lost in the chaotic battle at the foot of Thunder Peak, the rest can be trusted.
Hou Wenyu was not worried that his own strength and self-respect would arouse Leng Chuluo's scruples. Furthermore, knowing that Leng Chuluo was the Dragon Queen of the Human World Society, he understood that his small army could not make any trouble at all.
What's more, he knows the three-move agreement between the king and the Dragon King. Although the current battle has far exceeded the three-move, the outcome is already destined.
Just because the king never wanted to win.
On the other side, Old Man Wu Shu also learned everything he should know from Wang Bo's mouth. He did not want to make any more trouble in the situation that was about to be destined.
It was just that Yue Taiyuan still needed him to communicate, so he and Wang Bo left the Qi Ting Domain and headed to Creation Villa.
Moreover, today's Haoran Villa owes a huge favor to the Righteous Alliance and Leng Chuluo. They are the Righteous. Even if their understanding of justice is a little paranoid, repaying kindness has always been the unshakable principle in their lives!
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh deeply, because he had already anticipated how bad the situation of Haoran Villa would be in the future, and he only hoped that Alliance Leader Leng could leave them a glimmer of hope.
"It's almost here." Mo Yuankong, whose whole body was flashing with lightning and breathing heavily, said.
Leng Chuluo, who was standing opposite him, was in even worse condition. The white Taoist robe had been damaged in many places. Even though the Taoist robe itself was of a high grade, coupled with the resistance of the body protection qigong, it still caused this somewhat embarrassing situation.
appearance.
However, at this time, the fighting spirit in Leng Chuluo's eyes was getting stronger and stronger, and at the same time, the fairy sword Renshang in his hand was also held tighter!
"With the collision of two more moves, this dragon-suppressing corpse will be awakened by our fighting spirit!"
As soon as he finished speaking, four figures appeared behind Leng Chuluo. One of them was Leng Chuluo, who was still wearing a moon-white Taoist robe. Taoism was flowing around his body, but he was friendly but filled with a sense of distance!
Second, he was wearing a light golden monk's robe, his eyes were like bright stars, his lips were red and his teeth were white, his face was as bright as a girl's, and his expression was gentle and his style was unrestrained. His whole body looked spotless, as if he were just like clouds hanging down from the nine heavens.
Although they have the same appearance, but have different temperaments, this is still Leng Chuluo, the Leng Chuluo who is surrounded by Buddha's thoughts!
Third, he was wearing a jet black robe, with half of his hood covering most of his face, and only his bright red lips were exposed. He looked like a bloodthirsty evil ghost, and the bright red was thicker than blood.
This one doesn't look like a mortal, but like a fierce ghost crawling out of hell!
Fourth, the lavender brocade clothes not only do not make it look tacky, but are also filled with a mysterious, aloof look, and a temperament that is incompatible with the world. Its name is immortal, the immortal in heaven!
The four figures of Taoism, Buddha, Ghost, and Immortal turned into flowing light and merged into Leng Chuluo's sword. The next moment, it seemed like thousands of sword energy came in like a stormy sea, but in fact, it turned into only one sword in the end, a pure and stunning sword!
Impermanence·Piaomiao·Sword I am an immortal!
The golden thunder covering Mo Yuankong's body suddenly transformed into a burst of strange and mysterious purple. This kind of purple thunder looked dangerous!
He just punched out, but the power of this punch turned into a roaring purple dragon, swallowing Leng Chuluo's sword!
Thunder King Jue·Purple Thunder descends from the sky and destroys all life!
The violent collision of the two moves has caused the Thunder Peak to tremble. The energy released from the two moves alone can easily destroy any master of the unity of heaven and man!
At the mountain stream of Thunder Peak, a puddle of water turned into a human form. It was Shui Lingmei, the owner of the Seventh Palace of the Nether Realm that had been hidden in the dark. She was really confused now, whether it was Mo Yuankong or Leng Chu.
Luo Du was aware of her presence.
But except for when the two were talking, Leng Chuluo asked Shang Buchi to force him away. At the critical moment when the two were fighting fiercely, he turned a blind eye to himself, a person who could hardly distinguish between friend and foe.
Aren't they afraid that they will make a sudden attack and catch them all in one go?
Or...
As if she thought of something, Shui Lingmei's beautiful brows wrinkled slightly, and finally she could only sigh and continue to hide in the mountain stream.
"You've stopped trying." Leng Chuluo's tone was a little dissatisfied.
Mo Yuankong shrugged indifferently: "Remember our original purpose, the three-move agreement between you and me has long since passed. If you really want to count, I have already lost.
So the main issue now is to complete the transaction with Mr. Sima as soon as possible.
What's more, although you have reached the Perfect Martial Realm with the help of external forces, your strength is still a little bit behind. You should have noticed this, and the little snake behind you is about to be unable to support it."
Leng Chuluo was silent for a rare moment. He did not refute Mo Yuankong's words because everything was true.
Then his eyes became much sharper and he was ready to use all his strength to unleash the last sword!
The ethereal aura burst out from Leng Chuluo's body, and the Immortal Sword Human Shang was constantly trembling, as if he was in joy and admiration.
Because Leng Chuluo looked so noble at this moment, even using the simple word "holy" to describe him seemed a bit lacking. This kind of aloofness made people feel no disgust at all, but took it for granted.
The blade of the sword passed by, bringing up the seven-colored light. The seven-colored light spread out directly, as if a wonderful world was derived, and everything seemed peaceful and beautiful.
Then the world continued to shrink, condensing into a point of divine light at the tip of the sword!
In an instant, the fairy sword danced, and this divine light suddenly flew out!
Impermanence·Juechen·The mysterious sky spreads out and shakes the Nine Netherworlds!