Chapter 45 Devastated The mountain road was winding and tortuous, with countless broken stone steps covered in dust. Seven figures flashed past, stirring up a whistling wind."My fellow elders, let's climb the mountain together and destroy this lineage, and let blood flow like a river!" The man in the straw raincoat shouted excitedly, then he leaped up like a ghost and was dozens of meters away in a flash, leading six Quanxing masters to attack. “Take it easy!!” "The energy around here has been changed. I'm afraid there's something fishy going on." A one-eyed old man was extremely alert. He had a bad feeling. "Ridiculous! Old Zuo is dead." "This is not the same as before. What are you afraid of? Let's go in and kill them." A pale figure, emitting a biting chill, passed the one-eyed old man and moved forward urgently. "Boom!!!" The clouds and mist rolled, and blazing silver thunder accumulated in the sky, as if the wrath of the gods was endless. 50m100m200m Seven extraordinary masters standing in different fields, with great momentum, follow the journey of Gu Ying in the past, with raging rage, killing their way forward.
"Boom!!!" In an instant, the clouds were torn apart, and a terrifying sea of thunder emerged. Hundreds of thick, blazing red lightning occupied the entire dark sky, resembling a swimming dragon, swallowing clouds and mist, and looking down at the world from the dome. "Oops, there is an ambush!" The murderous aura was surging like a tsunami and a thunderstorm was approaching. The faces of the seven Quanxing masters changed drastically. At this moment, a slender figure stood in the towering red portal in the distance. The man was Chang Qing. Looking down at the many thieves on the stone steps, he decisively activated his profound skills and entered the second level of reverse rebirth. Soon after, a white-haired figure also appeared. It was Shuiyun. He had a cold gaze and was guarding the mountain gate with Changqing. The distance of more than a thousand meters became an impassable restricted area. More and more lightning flashed across the sky, and the entire mountain range was shrouded in an endless thunderstorm. "Wei Ye, you cheated me?!" The old man who carved the puppet was furious and scolded loudly. He fell into danger and was locked by the lightning in the sky, and his whole body was numb. "Just get through, right?" The man in the straw raincoat showed no fear, and said, "The guys from the Sanyi Sect are not good at talismans and magic. The lightning magic covering the surrounding area is not as scary as you think." Caught in a dilemma, they had to speed up and continue climbing, enduring the vague fear. 300 meters! When a master with a fat physique and bloated facial features, relying on his trained physique that is immune to water and fire, swords and guns, completely steps into the forbidden zone. The sea of thunder hanging in the sky was like a powder keg ready to explode, completely falling into a dense mass of killing. "Boom!" Hundred-meter-long thunders suddenly burst out at once, crossing the void at a speed so fast that time almost froze, connecting heaven and earth, bombarding madly. "what!!!" The master, who was as fat as a bear, let out a miserable roar. He was at the deepest part of the mountain steps and was instantly blasted through by several bolts of lightning.
From the top of his head to his internal organs and soles of his feet, the overbearing lightning instantly struck him, leaving him bleeding and charred all over. “Get out of the way!!!” The man in the straw raincoat was so terrified that his body became translucent. He tried to turn around and go down the mountain, but he saw the most horrifying scene of his life. Countless thunders, like chains, completely blocked the mountain road. The intense electric current emitted made his heart tremble. "Boom——!" The one-eyed old man's face turned pale, the left side of his body was burnt black, and he could hardly breathe. The seven masters were trapped in the lower half of the mountain steps, like grasshoppers on a hot pot, and began to struggle desperately. The most decisive one was the old man who carved the puppet. His withered body was like a raging wind, and even after thousands of hammerings, it was still blasted to pieces. One after another, broken and charred wooden sculptures fell from his sleeves, and a large amount of damage was transferred to the sculptors through the air. At the same time, the man in the straw raincoat was in a dead end. His skin was tense and he dared not move. He relied on the secret technique to evolve five gray and black shadows to avoid the sweep of lightning. "Bang!!!" Just as he was trying his best to deal with it, blood mist splattered around him. A weaker master could not withstand the attack of thunder and was blown to pieces alive, with his bones, tendons, blood and flesh severely carbonized. "You evil creature, you misled me!!" The roaring man looked like a fat and bloody grandmaster. He was panting heavily, his eyes were bloodshot, and he showed an astonishing murderous intent. The lightning pierced his limbs and pinned him to the mountain steps, making it impossible for him to escape. The Qi of the man in the straw raincoat was consumed drastically. In less than ten breaths, more than half of it was lost. If he continued to be attacked at this level, he would die here sooner or later. "Om-!" A demon in a plain long dress took out a jade ruyi, used his Qi to transform it into a shield to protect himself, but unfortunately he stepped wrongly in the intersection of the most densely packed thunder, and was surrounded by dozens of fiery silver chains, turning into ashes. "Roar!!!" A distorted roar was heard from behind. The four fleeing masters did not dare to look back. The fat man let out a beast-like howl, but it was drowned out by the roar of thunder. He died with his eyes open. Every second was lingering on the edge of death. The distance of less than 200 meters suddenly became far away and difficult. The four Quanxing demons used every possible means and paid the price of severe injuries and even half their lives before they broke free from the constraints of the Thunder Prison and escaped. They were so terrified that they did not even look back and rushed into the forest in a hurry. Little did they know that in a valley somewhere, a man with golden light all over his body and deep blue lightning arcs splashing from his palms was intercepting them in front. "Hey! Everyone, are you leaving now?" "Let me take you there." Zhang Zhiwei stood alone at the pass, his eyes like swords, locking onto four embarrassed figures. They were all injured, with frightened faces, and were irritated. The Taoist priest in front of them, who looked unremarkable, was uttering wild words and demanding their lives. "kill him."
Time was running out. The man in the straw raincoat had a cold face. Blood was gushing out of his crippled left arm and he had no feeling anymore. With his only remaining right hand, he pulled out the wooden sword at his waist and pointed it directly at Zhang Zhiwei. "Do it!" The one-eyed old man was so exhausted that he could not even walk steadily, so he could only place his hope on his companions. "boom!!!" A fight without any suspense began with an earth-shaking roar. With golden light protecting his body, Zhang Zhiwei overwhelmed the group of villains and acted arrogantly. He leaped over and raised one hand. The thunder magic made a trembling sound. The terrifying lightning light rose into the air like a long snake and bit down. The prison-like lightning light trapped the one-eyed old man and killed him on the spot. "boom!!!" A poisoned wooden sword, carrying a violent sword energy, came towards him. Zhang Zhiwei did not look back, and let the sword chop at the thick golden light, which could not be shaken. "!" The man in the straw raincoat was terrified and could not accept this situation. At the moment he was distracted, a slap had already hit his right cheek before his eyes caught it and his brain reacted. "Pfft!" The terrifying force shattered his facial bones, causing him to feel severe pain, dizziness, and blurred vision. "Boom!" The man in the straw raincoat flew backwards like a broken sandbag. Before he landed on the ground, a bolt of lightning struck him from the air. His fragile body was unable to resist, and his heart was suddenly pierced through. He died with hatred. (End of this chapter)