Leng Fei's eyes suddenly condensed on this purple hammer, feeling an inexplicable threat and an inexplicable intimacy.

This feeling was very strange, which made him unable to help staring at the purple hammer.

"This is the thunder hammer." Zhou Zixuan smiled faintly and said, "It is the fundamental weapon to control thunder in the past world."

Leng Fei looked at the purple hammer and shook his head and said, "Is it impossible? Thunder Hammer? Could it be that the Thunder God and Lightning Mother Really exist?"

"Of course it's real." Zhou Zixuan's lips slightly slapped, and a sarcastic smile appeared: "Do you think it's a legend or a false?"

Leng Fei looked at Meng Shentong.

Meng Shentong nodded slightly and said, "Many legends are actually true, but ordinary people think they are too exaggerated and unable to believe them, so they become myths."

"There is the Thunder God and the Lightning Mother?" Leng Fei said in surprise: "The Thunder God has this Thunder God and the Thunder God, where is the Lightning Mother?"

"Dianmu is a disciple of the Palace of Eternal Life." Meng Shentong sighed.

Leng Fei raised his eyebrows and said, "It seems that the disciples of the Changsheng Palace are not practicing some lightning, right?"

"Disciple of the Palace of Changsheng..." Zhou Zixuan's face turned gloomy.

Meng Shentong sighed: "Every one of the Changsheng seeds practices different martial arts, and the Changsheng Palace is extremely rich in martial arts. The martial arts of each Changsheng seed are the top martial arts."

Leng Fei said with a smile: "Senior Brother Meng, in this way, isn't the Palace of Changsheng invincible to the world?"

"Although we can't say that we are invincible in the world, we are not far away." Meng Shentong sighed.

Leng Fei looked at Zhou Zixuan.

Zhou Zixuan's face was gloomy and said coldly: "Do you still want to challenge the Palace of Eternal Life?"

"Don't you want to challenge the Palace of Eternal Life?" Leng Fei said: "With such a treasure, how can you not try it?"

"If he dares to challenge the Palace of Changsheng, he will not come to our place." Meng Shentong shook his head and said.

The rest of the people also nodded.

Meng Shentong had a similar idea with everyone, and exchanged ideas with each other, and they all knew the grudges between the Changsheng Palace, the Ziyu Palace and Guimingzong.

Leng Fei shook his head and said, "The real enemy of Ziyu Palace is the Palace of Changsheng. We are just forced to helpless, but you come here to take revenge. This is bullying the weak and afraid of the strong.... It is also human nature, but it also shows that your incompetence and despair have declined."

He sighed and said, "In this way, you will never be able to avenge Ziyu Palace again. Your Ziyu Palace is destined to decline!"

"Hmph, you think beautifully, our Ziyu Palace will become stronger and stronger. I will look for successors and preserve useful bodies!" Zhou Zixuan said coldly.

Leng Fei stroked his hands and said, "Yes, we should keep a useful body in case of revenge in the future, but you are not doing this now, right? You should know that it is dangerous to take revenge with us."

"Haha..." Zhou Zixuan laughed.

Leng Fei sighed: "I have practiced the Guangming Art. I wonder if this is the magical learning of the Electromotor?"

Zhou Zixuan's laughter came to an abrupt end: "Impossible!"

Leng Fei shone brightly all over his body: "This Guangming Art is just Guiguang Art, it is our Guiming Emperor's martial arts."

A senior brother's voice sounded in his mind, revealing an embarrassing feeling: "Junior brother, Gui Guangming Jue is not the original martial arts of our Gui Mingzong, but it is actually the martial arts of the Changsheng Palace, but it is not the whole of Guangming Jue, it is just a part of it."

Leng Fei turned his head and looked over.

The middle-aged man nodded slightly.

Meng Shentong's thought also sounded in his mind: "Being able to practice Gui Guangming Art to this level is also considered the real Guangming Art."

"Oh..." Leng Fei shook his head and smiled bitterly.

He suddenly wondered what kind of sect it was in Mingzong and how could such a thing happen?

It is already bizarre to obtain the Thunder Tribe Heavenly Sutra. After all, the Purple Jade Palace, which was captured by the Changsheng Palace, gave the fundamental Thunder Tribe Heavenly Sutra to the Mingzong, which is unreasonable.

Unless the Mingzong is more powerful than the Palace of Changsheng, this is impossible.

Now, what is even more excessive is that there is a unique skill in the Changsheng Palace in the Ming Dynasty, which is simply incredible.

How could the Palace of Changsheng be so powerful?

"Oh..." Meng Shentong also sighed and rang in everyone's mind: "This is the secret of our return to Mingzong, and we actually don't want to say it."

"Let me tell me quickly." Leng Fei said hurriedly.

The more he doesn't want to say it, the more he wants to hear it, the more he should be secretive.

"Actually, the sect leader of our generation was a woman." Meng Shentong whispered: "He is a woman who is fascinating to the whole country."

Leng Fei suddenly realized.

All this makes sense. It turned out to be a beauty plan, but it was indeed a strategy that would never go against the enemy.

No wonder!

"Hehe..." Meng Shentong smiled awkwardly.

Zhou Zixuan showed an impatient look. He came here to take revenge, not to tell the old story.

He raised the purple hammer and said lightly: "You get out of the way. I just want to avenge my seniors and don't want to kill you."

Leng Fei shook his head: "If you destroy Guiming Mountain, it will destroy us. I will not obey you. You should retreat and leave your useful body to strengthen the Ziyu Palace. Don't let the Ziyu Palace be lost!"

"Haha..." Zhou Zixuan laughed twice, shook his head and said, "I am kind, but you are so uninterested, so don't blame me for being cruel!"

He suddenly shook his hand lightly.

"Boom!" With a earth-shaking sound, Zi Hammer left his right hand and caught several purple thunders in the air, falling lightly towards Leng Fei.

Leng Fei's face changed slightly, his figure flashed, and he didn't dare to take it head-on.

He felt great danger, and once he encountered this purple hammer, he would be worried about his life.

"Junior brother, why not use the God-killing Sword Formation?" someone shouted.

Leng Fei's figure flashed, and a piece of afterimage had been drawn, and these afterimages were shattered by the purple hammer.

The purple hammer was holding the purple thunder, as if it was about to break everything, and the speed was getting faster and faster. Leng Fei's afterimage disappeared faster than it appeared.

It seems that Leng Fei will be hit soon.

Seeing this, Meng Shentong and the others moved their feet one after another, and they had already stepped on the position of the God-killing Sword Formation.

Leng Fei shouted loudly: "Senior Brother Meng, you can retreat first!"

"Let's block it." Meng Shentong: "You have the chance to use the God-killing Sword Formation!"

"Senior Brother Meng, don't block it!" Leng Fei's voice changed, and he was extremely anxious.

Meng Shentong and the others heard something strange, their bodies did not move, and asked in confusion.

Leng Feishu breathed a sigh of relief: "You can't stop it. This thunder hammer is strange, so don't block it."

"What should I do?" Meng Shentong asked in his mind: "Can you just escape?"

"I'll hide first to see if I can find a solution." Leng Fei said in everyone's mind.

His figure suddenly accelerated and became hazy, while the purple hammer hit the shadow, as if it was about to hit him.

But Leng Fei can always avoid it at the critical moment, and is in a mess, but he can still persevere.

Zhou Zixuan frowned and stared at him. The purple air on his purple face became more and more intense, as if he was about to cover him.

"Puff!" He suddenly sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist.

The Thunder Hammer suddenly came back, passed through the blood mist, hit his chest, making a muffled "bang".

"Puff!" He sprayed out a blood mist again.

The thunder hammer passed through this blood mist and had changed into a different shape, turning white light into a flash, no longer purple lightning.

"Bang!" Leng Fei had not had time to dodge and was already hit by a hammer. His mind suddenly became blank and his body flew backwards.

Zhou Zixuan was overjoyed and flashed into the air. He appeared behind Leng Fei. The purple light flashed with his right palm and slapped Leng Fei’s forehead hard.

ps: Updated.
Chapter completed!