Chapter 231: Furious Fighting Wind and Thunder!

The mountains collapse and the earth breaks! The rivers and lakes collapse!

In front of Feng Lei's punch, it seemed that all the cause and effect were shattered in an instant, and the void turned back. As the complete true dragon rushed out, the purple-white "color" spiritual light seemed to turn into a huge roulette.

The roulette is hazy and unreal, but the power that burst out in an instant was no less than the ten thousand-foot sword light.

Time and space seemed to be stagnant at this moment, and a shocking power of collapse spreads in the void.

In the center of the land of thousands of miles, a little gray chaos appeared, and two invisible sounds that surpassed the sound of heaven burst out again. At this moment, thousands of miles away, the sword masters of the sects changed color again. At this moment, no one hesitated any more. Countless magic swords emerged from the body, and the sword masters of the sects had no reservations anymore and retreated violently withdrew from the sword.

When the peerless Sword Ancestor fights, he will be shocking, even the Great Sword Master will have no power of resistance.

The peerless sword ancestor has already stepped on half of the holy path. Before the holy path, the heart tribulation will be overcome. Once the heart tribulation passes, the holy foundation will be achieved! It can be said that the peerless sword ancestor is half of the sword saint!

No matter how powerful the Great Sword Master is to suppress the void, in front of the peerless Sword Ancestor, although the gap is not like an ant, it is almost out of reach.

At this moment, in the center of the thousand-mile void between the wind and thunder in Lingpotian, the gray chaos seemed to have become the only color in the world. The gray divine light slowly opened to all sides without any devouring force, but everything, in front of this chaos, collapsed and turned into nothingness.

The face was heavy, and the dragon's corners of his mouth were bleeding, but Feng Lei's footsteps did not retreat at all. Above his head, a phantom of a giant dragon roared to the sky, the divine light of the Ancestral Dragon Clan bloomed, and the purple-white divine light burst out, covering Feng Lei's entire person.

Immediately, at a speed visible to the naked eye, Feng Lei's right arm, which was originally shattered, healed at an extremely fast speed.

"Come again!" Feng Lei shouted angrily, looking at the gray chaos in front of him, spreading out of the void about a foot, and then stopped. The chaos was separated by the two.

"Come again?" Ling Potian's eyes had murderous intent for the first time, "So what if you come again!"

call out--

The Heavenly Dao Hammer smashed down again, and the ten thousand feet of Tianlei sword intent emitted a sword "roar", shaking the sky and the earth, and another ten thousand feet of sword light shot out.

This time, the ten thousand-foot sword light showed a pale white color, and the entire purple light was completely hidden. The pale white light was filled with a sharp thunder aura. This thunder aura surpassed all the thunder aura, just like the original thunder power between heaven and earth. As the sword light shot out, even Ling Potian's face also showed a slight paleness, but the paleness flashed away and no one noticed it.

hold head high--

The body of the three hundred feet of giant emits purple-white "light" lightning. The lightning twists the void and the wind roars. Although it is not clear, Ling Potian can clearly sense the distortion of time and space.

As a ninth-level dragon king, this person not only has the same meaning as Lu Qingxing, but also has realized the spiritual power of time and space. He stepped out of the heavenly way in half a step. If he is allowed to become the Dragon Emperor, even if he has the imperial-level sword treasure, the Sword Ancestor of Yijiao is definitely not an opponent!

Shen Siqing thought, immediately, Ling Potian's murderous intent was firm. If you want to be an enemy of my Lingxiao Sect, even if you fall, your dragon clan has nothing to say!

Without hesitation, the Heavenly Dao Hammer in Ling Potian's hand hit twice again. In the ten thousand feet of Tianlei sword intent, two light white "colored" ten thousand sword lights followed and shot out, and came back, walking side by side with the previous ten thousand sword light and suppressing towards Fenglei.

The unyielding dragon roared throughout the void. Above the nine heavens, the huge dragon shadow lowered its head, and an echo shocked the earth. The entire earth seemed to shake at this moment. All things rising up were completely suppressed at this moment, without any resistance.

The earth fire is calmed down, the mountains and rivers are flattened, the cracks of the ground heal, and all the destruction is suppressed.

The earth is still calm!

hold head high--

The dragon's roared and on the Ancestral Dragon Dragon Ball, two of the remaining ninety-seven real dragon phantoms emerged from their bodies and were swallowed by Feng Lei in one mouthful.

Behind him, the body of the Dragon King appeared, and the purple and white "color" dragon king's phantom roared to the sky, and the body of the giant belonging to the wind and thunder surged again.

Five hundred feet!

The body of a giant of five hundred feet was full of purple and white meridians, and the unparalleled power set off a huge storm, sweeping across the earth.

The lonely peak was broken, and at this moment, Feng Lei, who was completely trapped in madness, could no longer care about Zhao Qianye and the others.

The two of them looked calm and retreated thousands of miles away. Their eyes were still staring at the void where Feng Lei was. They were closest to each other, so they naturally knew that Feng Lei had already put all their strength into this battle. The five hundred feet of giant body, with the strength of the Dragon King's body, also had a tendency to collapse. It is conceivable what kind of power this giant body contained.

The purple-white "color" spirit in his eyes flowed, and finally two dragon kings were condensed. Fenglei stepped forward, and the body of a giant that was five hundred feet tall seemed to stand tall, and his pride was undoubtedly manifested. At this moment, a powerful vast power rose up all over his body. Although this power came to Ling Potian to refute the miscellaneous and impure, the power burst out at this moment caused the riots of the heavens. The originally extinguished thunder sound exploded again above the nine heavens.

Stepping on the earth, at this moment, Feng Lei really stepped on the earth, as if the entire earth had become its support, and strides, one step was hundreds of feet away. Facing the Heavenly Thunder sword intent that looked like the might of heaven in front of him, Feng Lei roared, as if fighting with the sky. His clenched right fist did not hesitate at all, and punched out again.

This is the strongest punch that Feng Lei condensed at this point in the battle. This punch not only condensed all the power of the Ancestral Dragon Ball that he could borrow at this moment, but also condensed all the magical powers of his current way.

In other words, this supernatural power was also influenced by Lu Qing. He and Lu Qing jointly inherited the Yilong Yuan Liquid. Their heart and blood were connected. Even the two ways could influence each other subtly invisibly. Therefore, after reaching Lingxiao Sect, he was accidentally noticed by the spiritual thoughts released by the Dragon Emperor Longquan and brought them back to the beast domain to teach them carefully. The spiritual path was getting closer and closer to Lu Qing. At the moment when Lu Qing understood the law, he also realized the law of time and space. Although the law of wind and thunder was still impure, this path had already escaped from the way of heaven halfway.

The True Dragon Clan, after the Ancestral Dragon, was hiding under the Heavenly Way. At this point, Feng Lei, a clan member who stepped out of the Heavenly Way, appeared in half a step. Even the Dragon Clan Longquan, was inexplicably happy. The Ancestral Dragon Clan, another treasure inherited by the Dragon Clan, also automatically recognized its master.

A little gray chaos formed in front of Feng Lei's right fist. At the same time, Feng Lei's entire right fist could no longer withstand this vast force, cracking and shattering inch.

Without any sound, this punch met the three thousand-foot sword lights in the void, and it seemed to be in a stalemate. The gray chaos kept wrapping around the three thousand-foot sword lights and constantly devouring them. At the same time, there was another vast force surrounding the three thousand-foot sword lights. The figures of the three thousand-foot sword lights seemed to pause slowly and moved backwards for about a century.

"It's not that easy!" Ling Potian's god's expression was solemn, and he shouted loudly. The Heavenly Dao Hammer hit six times in a row. These six times had already used nearly half of his strength. With his cultivation of the Sword Ancestor of the Tribulation, half of the power of the small world was used. If the wind and thunder were not killed and suppressed, his face would no longer exist.

The fierce flames in his eyes were burning, and there was a premonition in Feng Lei's heart. The familiar aura seemed to be getting closer and closer. There was no obstacle in his heart. The longing that had been silent for many years turned into endless fighting spirit at this moment, and it was completely burning.

"Break!" A mouthful of essence and blood was spitting out. With the power of his own essence and blood, Feng Lei grew a hundred feet taller without the help of the Ancestral Dragon Ball. As soon as the body of the six hundred feet was formed, he showed signs of collapse. At this moment, only the purple-white dragon bones were left.

A shocking divine power was poked out, and the power of time and space swarmed in. The three thousand-foot sword lights were instantly broken and were swallowed by the gray chaos that was about a foot.

Surprised, Ling Potian did not expect that Feng Lei would have such a decision.

At this moment, Ling Potian couldn't help but think of that man. At that time, he was suppressed by fifteen of them. The strength that the man burst out also shocked them. Even compared with the wind and thunder at this moment, it was no less than that.

And now, it was because of that person that Feng Lei came to his Lingxiao Sect! His Lingxiao Sect is destined to have an indelible cause and effect with that person!

Since it cannot be solved, then destroy it!

The murderous intent in his eyes became more and more solid. He watched the six thousand-foot sword lights fade away again under the blow of Feng Lei. Ling Potian no longer held back. The Heavenly Dao Hammer was tightly clenched in his left hand. Above the nine heavens, the hundred thousand-foot sword intent suddenly trembled, and the sword "chanting" sounded through the sky and the earth, as if communicating the entire heaven and earth. Thousands of heavenly thunder condensed in the void and gathered on the sword intent of that heavenly thunder.

The Heavenly Dao Hammer he held slowly fell down, and a faint ripples suddenly appeared in the void, one, two, three, and twelve!

Twelve thousand-foot sword lights burst out from the ten thousand-foot sky thunder sword intent. The twelve thousand-foot sword lights were no longer the light white color they used to be, but the pure pure white color.

The pure white "color" sword light was filled with endless thunder. This thunder was like the aura of heaven, and a destructive aura emanated from it.

"Heavenly Dao Hammer! Thunder Sword Cone, exercising the will to destroy the heavenly Dao, is a magic weapon for the heavenly Dao Thunder!" Ling Potian shouted in a deep voice, "Wind Thunder, you reverse the will of heaven, today is the day of your fall!"

"The Heavenly Dao Thunder Sword! Ten thousand swords return to the sect!"
Chapter completed!