Chapter 931: Thunder Attraction

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Ye Feng's figure took the lead, falling like a meteor.

However, no one noticed that at the moment when Ye Feng led the team to jump down, a very faint starlight flashed in their team, as if an invisible force quietly attached to the last disciple of the Astrology Temple.

Then the faint starlight quietly floated in the surrounding violent Yuanli, and finally, it seemed to fall on the corner of Ye Feng's robe unintentionally.

No one noticed all this.

Even a great master like Wang Po didn't take any care of it, and after a few breaths, Ye Feng had led a group of virtual realm warriors to quickly approach the Tianji Palace.

"Master, what should we do?"

The monks of Benlei Temple were stunned for a while, and one of them asked in a deep voice.

"What do you mean? Tianji Temple is an ally of Benlei Temple. Even Qianniaozhai has gone to rescue them. Why are you still talking nonsense here?"

Pudu Divine Monk twitched his long eyebrows, and a hint of anger flashed on his face.

With his eyesight, he could naturally see at a glance that Ye Feng was extraordinary.

If this group of useless disciples had half the ability of the young man just now, Benlei Temple would have to burn incense. I just don't know what kind of background this young man has. He is obviously not a disciple of Xingxiangguan and Qianniaozhai, but in the eyes of Wang Po and Duan Tianming, he is valued more than the most elite geniuses in the two sects?

This situation has never happened before.

In the seven major holy places, generally, the genius disciples of a certain sect will only be regarded as treasures by their own sects. In other sects, at most, they will only give certain etiquette, and it is definitely impossible to be open-hearted and treat them as their own people.

In addition, the friendship between Qianniaozhai and Xingxiangguan can only be said to be relatively harmonious at best. The genius disciples of Qianniaozhai cannot be supported by the warriors of Xingxiangguan, and vice versa.

But what he saw today was beyond the expectations of the Pudu Divine Monk. There was such a young man who was loved by all the disciples of the two Void Realms at the same time. This simply overturned common sense.

The Pudu Divine Monk shook his head slightly, with a bitter smile on his lips.

The world... may have changed quietly. It is time for a peerless figure to appear in the Seven Holy Lands to lead the next generation to work together to fight against the Demon Sect...

He gradually withdrew his thoughts.

"Pa, pa pa..."

The old demon Yang Hun clapped his hands.

"Wang Po, Duan Tianming, old monk Pudu, you are really good. I didn't expect you to break through the painstaking plan of my Demon Sect to kill you. The name of the Holy Land is really amazing."

He seemed to be talking to Wang Po and the other two in a warm manner, as if they were good friends who had not seen each other for many years. Unfortunately, the cold murderous intent released from Yang Hun's eyes shattered this warmth.

"The Demon Yuan Sect has a very deep plan this time... The destruction of the Moon Demon Sect, Soul-Destroying Palace, Soul Yuan Blood Palace and other branches of the Demon Sect, I'm afraid, will be happier for your Demon Yuan Sect than for us righteous people... Unfortunately, everything can't go as you wish!

Today, I'm afraid I'll disappoint you... Let's see the real tricks under the spear tip!"

Wang Po looked at the two Soul-Devouring Elders with a cold face and snorted heavily.

He also understood that these people had not taken action for a long time, but talked to them instead, probably to delay time, so as to recover the excessive vitality consumed in the battle with Mo Lin, or perhaps to brew a bigger conspiracy.

How could he give them this opportunity.

"Boom!"

Decisive killing.

In an instant, a thunderous roar rang out from the silver-white spear in Wang Po's hand, and the Sky-Breaking Spear, which gathered a sharp artistic conception, had shot out and directly attacked several Demon Sect King Realms.

In terms of actual combat power, except for the unconscious Mo Lin, the strongest combat power on the scene is none other than Wang Po. Even if he faces the two Soul Devourers at the same time, Wang Po cannot have a trace of fear in his heart. In an instant, the sharp attack is like thunder, bringing up layers of gun shadows.

"Damn it!"

"Wang Po, do you really think we are afraid of you!"

How could the hot-tempered Yanghun old demon bear it after being provoked by Wang Po?

Facing Wang Po's thunderous and violent attack, a black light flashed in his hand, and a group of black fog filled the sky again, even covering the rising sun, and a cold breath burst out in all directions.

The Yinhun beside him was also not idle. He pinched the magic formula in his hand, and a milky white light flew out of his hand, invading the black fog like milk.

"Black and White Magic Sutra, Demon Soul Devouring the Sky!"

Two hoarse shouts came from the mouths of the two Soul Devourers.

For a moment, two clusters of light, one black and one white, emerged from the two men, like two black and white fish, entwined with each other, connected head to tail, forming a Tai Chi pattern, and began to frantically absorb the surrounding heaven and earth Yuanli and all energy, showing an extremely powerful devouring force.

The thunder spear light released by Wang Po was swallowed up by the black and white vortex, and even the silver-white spear in his hand was out of control and was pulled by the huge force.

In this way, Wang Po's powerful offensive comparable to the middle stage of the king realm dissipated into nothingness in an instant, and even his weapon was a little out of control.

His face changed, and he tried his best to drive the Yuanli and started a fight with the black and white Tai Chi pattern.

The two were deadlocked for a while, and neither could do anything to the other.

"Pudu, why don't you take action now?"

Duan Tianming shouted, and the Yuanli on his body suddenly burst out, and the Qingluan Spirit Bird also kept circling above the sky, and the crisp cry resounded through the world.

One man and one beast rushed forward at the same time.

Hearing Duan Tianming's shout, Pu Du snorted coldly, but at this moment he no longer hesitated, and a blue-purple Zen stick appeared in his hand.

On this Zen stick, there is a crystal clear ancient relic inlaid in it, and a trace of blue-purple energy like a thunder snake is winding and wandering, and those few strands of thunder snake-like air contain unimaginable violent power.

This is the holy weapon of Benlei Temple, the earth-level top-grade spiritual weapon: Tianlei Yin.

Tens of thousands of years ago, a monk in Benlei Temple with a cultivation level close to the saint realm found a purple Tianlei gem in a ruin that could communicate and guide the magical power of heaven and earth such as thunder and lightning. However, the energy contained in the gem was too violent, and even the king realm warriors could not easily control it. After a hundred years of tempering, this monk used the Tianlei gem to refine the "Tianlei Yin", an earth-level top-grade spiritual weapon Zen stick, which reduced the demand for use.

This item has always been praised as one of the sacred artifacts of Benlei Temple. I didn't expect that this time it was brought out by the monk Pudu.

"Heavenly Thunder Attraction, Thunderstorm!"

As the Zen staff was waved, a purple lightning flashed suddenly in the voice of Pudu without any emotion. After that, a thunder suddenly sounded out of thin air in this space, and dense blue and purple lightning surged like lightning snakes, winding through the surrounding thunderclouds.

The terrifying aura of the natural disaster made the two old soul-devouring masters and other demon sect kings scalp explode, and horror flashed in their eyes.

Now they just know why the powerful Xuanyin Sect team was easily defeated by Benlei Temple.

With this thunder Zen staff, even if Pudu was left on the Benlei Temple side, the ordinary demon sect branch forces in Tianjin City might not be Pudu's opponent.

The power of heaven and earth is indescribable, how can they, the kings, resist it?

To be able to fight against the might of heaven and earth, one must at least reach the supreme saint realm...