The cold wind whimpered, sweeping over the ashes and dust in the sky.

The mute roaring sound seemed to be the sound of seeking life from the ghost creatures of the Yinming.

Looking at the jade bones flashing with dim light in front of me, and looking at the illusory outlines that faintly emerged in the sky.

The figures were shoulder to shoulder, and vaguely they could see clearly their majestic spirits wearing scales and holding weapons.

I never thought that the first moment I entered the Thunder Sky fragments would face such a scene.

This was beyond everyone's expectations.

Everyone just looked at everything in front of them silently. In the whimpering of the cold wind, no one could explain what kind of obsession was that could support these sages in the outer gods' court. Even if their bodies were decayed or even if their jade bones were broken, there were still remaining in the world of remnants of souls. After the ages, they were still guarding the fragments of the thunder sky.

In the spot, Liu Yuanzheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but thousands of words turned pale, and for a moment, he had lost his voice.

The cultivators remain silent.

The illusory outline manifested in the sky was not responded.

For a moment, a strong wind swept through, and these remnants of souls wearing scales and holding weapons also approached the cultivators.

"The person who comes is a common name! Who are you? How dare you trespass into my Lei Tian!"

The howling wind swept through Liu Yuanzheng's blue Taoist robe. In silence, Liu Yuanzheng walked slowly and came out from behind.

Staring at the shadows of the residual souls, Liu Yuanzheng immediately bowed.

"Unfied disciple, descendant of the Immortal Way, Liu Yuanzheng, a lineage of Lei Master, and the elders of all the veins, have met all the sages!"

When the words fell, Liu Yuanzheng burst out his ancient sacrificial aura without any concealment. The illusory thunder world appeared behind him, and the lightning light of the five internal organs circled around, demonstrating his identity.

At the same time, the head of Liu Laogui of Master Yan's lineage turned into three illusory firelights on his shoulders. Master Chen's lineage raised his hand slightly to hold Zhou Tian's starlight in his palm. Master Xiaolong shook the dragon's seal pattern, Taoist Zhang Huai sacrificed the wooden tripod, and several old ghosts with hunchbacked bodies, even though they had not recovered much at this moment, they forced the power of their ancient sacrifice methods to show their identity.

Just as Liu Yuanzheng finished speaking, the gloomy wind in the sky stopped whistling.

The remnants of souls hung high, motionless.

Time seems to have stopped at this moment.

Silent.

The next moment, the strong wind swelled, and the soul shadows in the sky melted like ice and snow, scattering in the air. But at the same time, a figure of the soul in front became increasingly solid, and finally appeared completely in front of the cultivators.

But when the soul shadow looked like a middle-aged man, wearing purple gold armor, holding a knife in his hand, he stared at Liu Yuanzheng in front of the crowd with suspicion.

The soul shadow is no longer illusory. The sharp sword light seems to have passed through such a long time, and it still has the power to destroy all the methods and cut off all evil!

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a moment, and the old ghosts were ready to save Liu Yuanzheng at any time.

At this moment, the soul shadow slowly spoke, and the mute soul sound seemed to be roaring shrillly, making people shudder.

"There is no Jiazi in the mountains, and I don't know the year after the cold is over."

"Since the Thunder Heaven fell into the world, I wonder how many springs and autumns have passed. Is there still a inheritance of the immortals in my world today?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng nodded heavily.

"I dare to teach my ancestors to know that the family of the outer gods fell into the world in the past, but now it has been a long time and cannot be counted. The descendants are unworthy and only have a corner of the world, not a name for the ancients. They all walk around the world by the Yuan Sect's people, but by luck, the inheritance is still there!"

"Yuan Sect..." murmured softly, wondering what the soul shadow thought of, suddenly paused, and then asked: "So, where is the Xuan Sect?"

"Xuan Sect? If the ancestors asked it was Xuanmen, it is still the Lord of Xuanmen now!"

After saying this, there was another long silence.

After a while, the middle-aged man in the soul shadow drooped his blade in his hand, silently saying nothing.

But no matter who it is, you can clearly feel the anger and sadness of this ancient sage in this deadly silence.

After a long time, he finally sighed.

"You... are late! They are late for many years..."

No anger, no roar.

The mute soul voice was indescribable, like crying and complaining.

Faced with such a sigh, Liu Yuanzheng had to remain silent.

Fortunately, before Liu Yuan was about to think about what to say, the ancestor in the soul shadow calmed down and looked at Liu Yuanzheng calmly.

It was not calmness, but that he had been used to despair in the long years of death.

"Since I am the descendant of my Lei Master lineage, why don't I practice the Kunlun Xuanji Thunder Sutra?"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanzheng shook his head helplessly.

"I am ashamed. Now there is no original inheritance of the Thunder Master in the world. Even now, I am the second level of the Kunlun Mountains and the Magpie Bridge Guest. I have not yet settled!" Speaking of this, Liu Yuan seemed to suddenly remember something, and his eyes suddenly lit up, "Senior, since I am a wise man from the Thunder Master, I am shy, I don't know if this "Kunlun Xuanji Thunder Sutra" teaches me?"

When the words were finished, all the cultivators looked at the soul shadow together.

If this can lead to the orthodox method of the Lei Master, even if the Xuanji Lei Pond is destroyed, there will be great gains in this trip.

At this moment, the soul shadow shook his head helplessly.

"I don't want to pass it on to you, but I can't pass it on to you! Someone... Although they are from the Lei Master lineage, they were stupid and had poor qualifications in the past, and they were unable to pass it on to the Lei Master lineage. Someone practiced the Taoist military technique of the Divine Court Lei Tian! I can pass it on to you like this, but I'm afraid you will not look down on it.

It is precisely because of this that Lei Tian suddenly collapsed and fell into the darkness. In a hurry, all the orthodox Qi Refiners who temporarily stayed in Lei Tian walked out of the boundary wall and tried their best to protect the entire Lei Tian's overall situation. Even if they fell into the world, there would be no irreversible situation. Our Taoist soldiers were ordered to garrison in Lei Tian.

But later, before the Qi Refiners came back, Lei Tian collapsed in pieces, and then a group of evil cultivators of the Xuan Cult broke in. We formed a formation and fought with him, and finally both were defeated. At that time, I knew that perhaps those Qi Refiners would have no chance of returning..."

While speaking, in the shadow of the soul, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the forest of dry bones laying on both sides of the jade bones.

That was their victory in the past years, and that was the masterpiece left by their Taoist soldiers!

In the same place, Liu Yuanzheng was also silent, not knowing what to say.

The orthodox method of the Lei Master lineage was completely extinct with the mass grave in the thunder sky.

The vast ancient history and the chaotic pile of old papers are left behind only a few pale words like "Kunlun Xuanji Thunder Sutra".

All the rest dissipated like smoke and dust.

In the silence, I saw the vicissitudes of middle-aged man bowing to Liu Yuanzheng again.
Chapter completed!