Ancient Thunder Dragon Spell

C48 [Terrible! Terrible!]



C48 [Terrible! Terrible!]

0Nightfall covered the land and covered the day. Everything in the world was ugly, but it could not conceal the shocking, fiendish blood Qi that hovered above the Lei Family Garden.     4

    

At this time, in the center of Lei Family Garden, in the huge enclosed Sun Moon Plaza, an exceptionally intense battle was still going on ... ...    

    

In order to protect his clansmen and prevent the weaker clansmen from getting affected by the battle between the Core Formation Rankers, Lei Yuntian had long since secretly sent a sound transmission to all the Rankers in the Core Formation to find a way to bring their opponents out of the plaza. He continued to fight while retreating, leading the bald old monster to an empty area outside the plaza.    

    

The battle between the Core Formation Rankers was shockingly destructive. In a short period of time, the villa was already destroyed by the battle between several Core Formation Rankers, and was in a disfigured state.    

    

Lei Yuntian seemed to have received quite a bit of injury in his battle against the bald old hawk monster. There was a eye-catching gaping wound on his left arm and on his back, and the blood that flowed out had already dyed his golden dragon robe blood-red.    

    

His breath was already extremely weak, his lips were a dark purple, and his body seemed to be shivering uncontrollably as if he was cold. He didn't look too good.    

    

At this moment, he was leaning on his sword as he stood on a half-destroyed pavilion. His eyes stared angrily at the bald old man who was standing in the air, exuding a monstrous aura of killing intent.    

    

"I never would have thought that you would still be able to withstand such a powerful attack. It is my Nine Serenities Chilling Cold, but right now, the cold poison is already attacking your heart by forcibly unleashing your cultivation. Before long, you will become a zombie."    

    

However, this old man no longer has the patience to wait for you to turn into a zombie. The bald old hawk monster let out a strange cry, and directly pushed out his palm, flying straight for Lei Yuntian.    

    

Fortunately, Lei Yuntian had barely dodged this palm. However, the pavilion he was standing in earlier was directly smashed into pieces by the bald eagle's palm.    

    

"Old monster Bald Eagle, I will chop off all your hair and turn you into a real Bald Eagle." Lei Yuntian knew that he must not fall, so he forced himself to focus and brandished his Rainbow sword, bringing forth a rainbow colored sword aura, he rushed forward and the two of them started to fight again.    

    

On the other side of the plaza, Lei Kaishan and Lei Zhennan were standing on the roof of a hall, staring at each other angrily. Blood trickled down the corner of their mouths, and their clothes were torn to shreds. The impact of the martial skills colliding with each other shook the grand hall below their feet until it was on the verge of crumbling.    

    

From start to finish, the two of them didn't talk at all. After a brief confrontation, the two of them shouted at the same time and charged at each other again.    

    

Muffled "bang bang" sounds continuously rang out in the sky. There was even a remnant force that scattered in all directions, causing smoke and dust to fill the air. The two distant places faced each other and the already crumbling great hall also let out two loud "rumble" sounds before collapsing with a loud bang.    

    

At this moment, a loud sound like the collision of flesh and blood could be heard everywhere in Lei Family Garden.    

    

The whole manor was in chaos.    

    

The sounds of fighting rose up as fresh blood splattered everywhere. One after another, lives were taken away, turning into cold corpses, turning into miserable ghosts.    

    

The Lei Family Guards had also started fighting with the five disciples of the Core Formation Realm, scattered out in the villa, all fighting on their own, and the one fighting Mo Feng was surprisingly on the emerald green bottle gourd, the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks who was talking to the old monster.    

    

The man was not very old, and his cultivation was only at the early stage of the Core Formation, but his powerful fighting strength was enough to give Mo Feng, who was at the late stage of the Core Formation, a headache.    

    

Not only was his fighting strength strong, he was also good at speed. Every time he moved, he would move extremely fast, causing Mo Feng's attacks to miss. Furthermore, he had appeared mysteriously, and loved to travel and fight. Although his cultivation was greatly different from Mo Feng's, he was still able to gain the upper hand at the moment.    

    

had no time to dodge the sudden sneak attack that was aimed at his back. His palm struck his right shoulder, and instantly, a huge wound appeared on his right shoulder as blood splattered into the air.    

    

A wave of intense pain rushed into Mo Feng's heart, he felt an intense stifling sensation, suddenly filling his heart with a burning anger.    

    

This was the first time in his life that he had met such an opponent. Even though his opponent was powerful, he still had the upper hand with his cultivation, but his opponent had suddenly appeared out of nowhere and prevented him from hitting him. This made him feel powerless.    

    

In addition, he wanted to kill his opponent so that he could take responsibility for the Patriarch's death ...    

    

He felt a bit of pressure, but he didn't expect that not only did he not gain the upper hand, he was actually in a passive position.    

    

In his fury, Mo Feng, in order to vent the anger in his chest, seemed to have lost all reason, and his entire body roared, as he directly punched towards the sky in a mess, which then swept up a gust of violent wind.    

    

Unexpectedly, the fist that was thrown in disorder to vent his anger accidentally landed on the young man with monkey like cheeks, causing a shrill scream to echo out in the air. An arc flew out quickly to the sky along with the wind created by the fist, smashing into a observation pavilion on the fake mountain in the distance, causing the observation pavilion to instantly shatter into pieces.    

    

Mo Feng didn't pause at all, he immediately rushed out, and continuously punched at the ruins of the fake mountain. Smoke and dust immediately rose into the air, and under the strong wind, they instantly filled the surrounding void.    

    

In the instant that the smoke and dust dispersed, a figure rushed out from the smoke and dust at an extreme speed. He wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he seemed to have been heavily injured just now, and even his speed had been affected greatly. Adding that Mo Feng had been dispersing his Spiritual Sense all along, locking onto the area he was in, Mo Feng ruthlessly slapped his palm the moment that figure appeared.    

    

A massive palm print that was dozens of meters in size appeared in the air, seeming to cover the entire world. With a boom, it slammed into the ground, creating an enormous, clear indentation in the ground.    

    

In the middle of the palm imprint was a dirty-faced, battered figure. He was directly struck deep into the ground by the strong force of the palm imprint.    

    

That figure was the young man with the monkey cheeks and sharp mouth. At that moment, his entire body was sunk into the ground. Only his head was still exposed on the ground. He coughed out blood as his eyes revealed a look of unwillingness.    

    

However, his unwilling gaze, in the next moment, was forever fixed in his eyes after a flash of clear light passed by.    

    

Fresh blood spurted into the air, and a bright flower bloomed in the air. The head, which had eyes wide open and a strong unwillingness, rolled on the ground far away.    

    

Mo Feng caught a semi-circular blade that was flying back and gently wiped away the dark red blood on the blade. Without pausing, he turned and flew straight to the position of the Patriarch Lei Yuntian.    

    

In the Plaza of the Sun and the Moon, both sides were fighting with bloodshot eyes. The Devil Eagle Pavilion was indeed an assassin's guild that would cause the entire South Vietnam to tremble in fear. Even in such a chaotic battle, they still maintained strict discipline.    

    

They advanced and retreated at the same time. Everywhere they passed, it was like a life reaping machine, causing all the people of the Lei Family to fall down. The entire Bluestone Plaza was now completely stained red with blood.    

    

Broken limbs, broken heads, incomplete bodies, and cracked organs were scattered all over the ground. Even if they were not bleeding profusely, it was about time that the plaza had been turned into a purgatory of the human world.    

    

In this kind of life or death situation, although Lei Yang never liked fighting and killing, his eyes had long since turned blood-red when he saw such a tragic scene.    

    

Although he didn't have a good impression of his family, as he watched the innocent clansmen fall one by one, the iron will within his blood and bones also began to burn.    

    

This was a man's instinct, and moreover, the natural will of the Lei Family bloodline.    

    

Relying on his own cultivation, Lei Yang had already killed a lot of enemies. Although his cultivation was only at the peak of the seventh floor of the Spirit Qi, he moved back and forth among the crowd like a ferocious dragon. Everywhere he passed by, whether it was the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall or the disciples of the Fire Dragon Clan of the Water Dragon Tribe, he would directly knock them over and send them flying.    

    

Many of the direct descendant disciples were saved by him, but even if he could fight them alone, he would still be far behind. If not for the Pill Pavilion disciples, he could still fight against the Devil Eagle Pavilion disciples for a while, and the entire plaza had long been turned into a slaughterhouse.    

    

Seeing how Lei Fengyu, the direct descendant was sent flying one after the other by the Devil Eagle Pavilion's Spirit Qi disciples, and was on the verge of losing her life, Lei Yang was completely enraged.    

    

"Motherf * cker, we can't go on like this. Our strength is inferior to his anyway, and with the Devil Eagle Pavilion's training, as well as the fact that the disciples lack combat experience, they will eventually collapse. I have to do something." While Lei Yang was thinking, he looked towards the center of the plaza, at the four huge stone pillars at the four corners of the green stone platform that were engraved with countless of black runes, a bold idea, suddenly appeared in his mind.    

    

"No matter what, I have to give it a try no matter what!" Lei Yang made a decision in his heart. He rushed down, and after throwing Lei Fengyu and Lei Xinlan into a relatively safe location, he rushed straight for the Rune Stone Pillar in the center of the plaza.    

    

At the same time, Great Elder Lei Changqing and the Heavenly Dragon Tribe's Patriarch were fighting intensely on the roof of a courtyard in the Lei Family Garden outside the plaza.    

    

Numerous roof tiles were trampled by them, causing them to scatter in all directions. As they clashed fiercely with each other, many of the roof tiles collapsed, and many women and children took their children away at top speed. It was a hubbub of noise, and some children's wails could be heard from afar, causing this place to be a mess.    

    

"Haha, Lei Changqing, it's a shame that you're still Great Elder. Lei Family is about to be done for, you're still stubborn. Don't fight with me, I respect you as my Great Elder. If you come to my Sky Dragon Clan, I will still make you my Great Elder. That Heavenly Dragon Tribe's Clan Chief laughed and said.    

    

"Lei Zuoxi, you're dreaming. Even if I die in battle today, I will not be in cahoots with you traitors." Lei Changqing resolutely said.    

    

"Since you are so stubborn, then don't blame me for being merciless!" Heavenly Dragon Tribe's Tribe Chief Lei Zuotou snorted coldly and turned around. He took a step forward, not towards Lei Changqing, but towards the women and children.    

    

"How dare you!" How could Lei Changqing not see through his intentions? He wanted to attack those women and children who had just fled this area.    

    

"Why wouldn't I dare? You alone can't stop me. If it wasn't for the past, you would have already been a ghost under my hand. Now, I'm going to torture your descendants to death. What can you do to me!" Lei Zuo Tie laughed brazenly and threw out a palm amidst his laughter, aiming at those women and children. Children!    

    

In that instant, a gale appeared out of nowhere, mixed with countless broken branches and rocks. It turned into an extremely strong gale that swept towards the frail women and children in an instant.    

    

"Evil creature, if I had known about this earlier, I would have buried you in the belly of a beast on top of Dragon Subduing Mountain!" Lei Changqing furiously roared as he dragged his already heavily injured body along and charged towards the storm.    

    

At the instant he flew out, he even shouted loudly, "Subduing Tiger Fist, Subduing Tiger Fist, Rise!"    

    

In an instant, three ferocious tigers, each hundreds of feet long, appeared out of thin air in different positions. They were like three huge mountains, blocking Lei Zuo Tie's palm attack.    

    

"Bang, bang, bang!"    

    

A huge muffled sound echoed in the air. Great Elder Lei Changqing, the three mountainous tigers, collapsed under the storm formed by Lei Zuo Tie's palm strike, while his body suffered a huge blow, causing him to fly backwards like a kite with its string cut.    

    

He then spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed an ancient hall several hundred zhang away with a loud bang before finally coming to a stop.    

    

Most of the tempest formed from Lei Zuo Tie's palm dissipated due to the strong impact, but there was still a small part of it that slammed into the bodies of the defenseless women and children. Although a few of the Spirit Qi s tried their best to resist, it did not help much, as this was a strike from a late stage Core Formation Ranker.    

    

Under the onslaught of this small tempest, dozens of women and children were reduced to piles of flesh and blood. If it were not for the red bloodstains on the bodies of the women and children, it would be hard to tell whether they were made of flesh and mud.    

    

This scene was too horrible to look at. In just a split-second, this place had already become a purgatory.    

    

"NO!" "Animal, you beast, go to hell!" Lei Changqing spat out a mouthful of blood and his hair flew in the air. He struggled to stand up from the rubble. Seeing this devastating scene, he immediately roared out like a madman.    

    

As he roared, determination filled his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he took a step forward, spreading out all the Spiritual Sense in his sea of consciousness as he charged toward Lei Zuo Tie.    

    

    

    


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