Chapter 273 Killing the Little Thunder King
"You deserve to die!"
A fierce light flashed in the eyes of the gray giant, and gray threads surged between his eyebrows, turning directly into a strange demonic eye filled with a strong and sinister aura.
"Desolate Demonic Eyes!"
The demonic eyes split open, and a dangerous gray beam of light suddenly burst out from the eyes, tearing through the void rapidly.
"Damn it, Lin Dong, do you really think that my little Thunder King is easy to bully?!!"
Looking at the attack that came as quietly as a tarsal maggot, Lei Qian's body trembled, violent lightning arcs surged crazily on his body surface, and the monstrous thunder elemental power evolved into a sea of thunder hanging in the dark. In the void.
"Is that... the Thunder Emperor's Code? One of the three sacred codes of the Yuan Sect?"
"Lei Qian has taken out his trump card, and this battle will soon come to an end."
"Desolate Demonic Eyes, like the Great Desolate Body, are the palace-level martial arts of the Dao Sect's Desolate Palace, and are equally good."
There was a commotion among the crowd, and some people with extraordinary eyesight had already recognized the martial arts used by Little Thunder King, and they all suppressed the shock in their hearts and continued to watch.
"Thunder Emperor Code, the world-destroying spear!"
With the rapid change of the seal on Lei Qian's fingertips, a hundred-foot-long silver thunder gun was quickly compressed and rushed out with waves of scalp-numbing waves, fiercely tearing apart The gray beams of light coming from the void collided.
"Pfft! tsk tsk tsk!"
Two beams of light, one gray and one purple, collided suddenly, representing two forces with completely different attributes that tried their best to erode each other crazily. There was no earth-shattering sound of collision, but it was as if the whole world fell into a strange stillness. .
"boom!!!"
Even though the gray beam tried its best to corrode most of the huge thunder gun that turned into a 100-foot lightning bolt, it still dissipated unwillingly between the sky and the earth due to lack of energy.
"Huh Hahaha, Lin Dong, what can you do to me? I have the Thunder Emperor's Code, one of the three great sacred texts of my Yuan Sect, to suppress myself. What about you? Where is the Great Desolate Scripture, the most extraordinary scripture in your Desolate Palace? You should take it out. !”
Lei Qian let out a sigh of relief when he saw this, then pointed at Lin Dong and laughed wildly.
Tian Jian is particularly pitiful. Since the beginning of the war, he has finally blocked one of Lin Dong's attacks, disrupting his attack rhythm. Now it's time for him, Little Thunder King, to launch a counterattack!
"I've never seen such a strange request."
The gray giant with its feet on the earth suddenly knelt down on one knee, placed his right palm lightly on the ground, and softly chanted: "Come here! The Great Desolation Sutra!"
"boom!!!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the earth suddenly began to surge violently, and a strange wave quickly spread from its center to the surroundings.
"Buzz!"
Under the cover of this strange fluctuation, the red land quickly turned yellow, and the earth cracked. The power of the entire world seemed to be drained away by an inexplicable method, and the desolate atmosphere gradually spread to every part of the world. corner.
Ten miles, twenty miles, thirty miles..., ninety miles!
In the blink of an eye, the large flame basin was turned into a desolate land by the strange fluctuations, and was no longer as vibrant as before.
The overwhelming power of desolation roared out from the ground like a volcanic eruption, and all of it gathered into the body of the gray giant, quickly pushing its aura upwards.
"The Great...The Great Desolation Sutra? How is that possible? Since Zhou Tong, no one from the Dao Sect has been able to take charge of the Great Desolation Sutra for hundreds of years!"
The corners of Lei Qian's mouth opened dejectedly, full of horror.
"The Great Desolation Sutra, the first of the four great sutras of the Taoist sect, has actually been released. Will this sect competition really repeat the grand occasion of a hundred years ago, when the Taoist sect completely overwhelmed the Yuanmen?"
"It's incredible, Daozong is about to rise, and this person is the next Zhou Tong!!"
The Great Desolation Scripture's first show in front of many super sects in the Dongxuan Territory completely shocked every sect team present, and many strong men rushed to tell each other.
It’s a worthwhile trip! It’s really a worthwhile trip! !
"Then, now we have it!"
The gray giant suddenly raised his head, and in Lei Qian's shocked eyes, he grabbed it with all five fingers.
"The Great Desolation Scripture, the Great Desolation Prisons Heaven's Hand!"
A big desolate hand exuding endless ancient aura suddenly poked out from the void. On top of the ancient giant hand, there was a vague figure standing with hands behind his back, as if he was above the sky. It was a person who came across the long river of time. Top ancient power.
"No! Thunder Emperor Code, Thunder Demon Prison!!"
Facing the horror of life and death, Lei Qian frantically pinched the seal, and the sea of thunder behind him instantly went berserk. Faintly, the Ancient Thunder Prison that could suppress the world was rapidly taking shape.
The desolate big hands that were suppressed by the rumble covered the sky and the sun. For a moment, they fell into the quagmire-like thunder ancient prison and fell into a stalemate.
"Hmph! Broken!"
The vague figure who seemed to be feeling something suddenly opened his eyes, stretched out a long and slender hand and pressed it lightly, his voice was hoarse and vicissitudes of life.
"boom!!!"
The ancient hand filled with desolate power seemed to be instantly injected with soul. The mighty Thunder Ancient Prison trembled slightly and turned into nothingness in Lei Qian's ugly eyes.
Lei Qian, who was invisible in the Ancient Thunder Prison, had no time to scream and was instantly grabbed by the ancient hands with shock in his eyes.
"boom!!!"
The aftermath was swaying, the world was distorted, and the terrifying shock wave spread crazily, leaving a palm print hundreds of feet long directly on the huge basin below.
The Little Thunder King of the Three Little Kings of the Yuan Sect, dies!
"..."
The venue suddenly fell into a deathly silence.
The sect competition has not yet entered the final stage, but the three little kings of the Yuan Sect have already been suppressed by the chief of the Dao Sect? This shocking secret has not happened for hundreds of years.
It’s over! Something big happened! Yuanmen and Daozong are about to go to war!
At this moment, I don’t know how many elders of the sect changed their colors and immediately pulled the team of their own sect back crazily.
"Lin Dong! You dare to kill me, the Little Thunder King of the Yuan Clan! You shall be punished!!"
With a roar like a wounded beast, Yuan Cang held an iron sword and stepped on the powerful Yuanli light beam, launching a fatal blow to the thin figure on the field who had just exited the gray giant state.
"Hahaha, Yuan Cang, let me meet you for a while!"
Before Yuan Cang could get close to Lin Dong, a slender figure that was also filled with rich Yuan Power had suddenly rushed towards him and collided with countless moved eyes.
"boom!!!"
Yuanli surged wildly, and both figures took seven steps back in mid-air before they could stop. This person's cultivation was actually not weaker than Yuan Cang.
It’s also a small achievement in Shengxuan Realm!
"Chen Puppet, you actually dare to stop me, you are looking for death!!"
The angry Yuan Cang stepped on the sole of his foot, and a torrent of Yuanli surged out, even forming a roaring ocean of Yuanli behind him.
"Since it is a fair fight, then life and death are determined, so how can there be any talk of sin?"
Chen Puppet, wearing a grimace mask, stood with his hands behind his back, facing each other tit for tat without showing any signs of weakness.