The secret room has come to naught.

Once the location of the secret room, a deep pit with a diameter of 100 meters had already formed, and the billowing rubble rolled down the edge of the pit, making a crackling sound. The wind blew, bringing a bleak scene.

"Holy ......"

Ye Shujin looked at the location of the secret room, his face was like white paper.

"Impossible!"

Lu Yao'er only felt that her eyes were dark, and she almost fainted.

Countless people looked at the location of the pit and couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

"Look, Xiangyun ......"

"The auspicious clouds are shattered!"

In the sky, the auspicious clouds that shrouded a radius of 100 miles were like dark clouds like rain and clear skies at this moment, slowly dissipating.

What does this mean?

Breakthrough failed!

Yang Mucheng was beheaded......

Emperor Yang, who disturbed the martial arts world, was actually killed during retreat?

......

"This?"

The second prince looked at the sky dumbfounded.

The auspicious clouds dispersed, and rays of sunlight fell from the clouds.

"Second Prince, the auspicious clouds have dispersed!" The golden-armored guard glanced at the sky, and his expression fell on the second prince's body. "If you don't understand what the auspicious clouds mean, then I'll talk to you!"

"If a martial artist breaks through the Xuanhai Realm, this piece of auspicious clouds will be collected into the body!"

"However, if there is no breakthrough, the auspicious clouds will completely disperse. ”

"Now, there are only two possibilities for this auspicious cloud above our heads! The first is that Yang Mucheng failed to break through, and the second is that Yang Mucheng was killed by Lei Shi!"

The golden-armored guard grinned.

"Lei Shi has already mastered the Wild Thunder Battle Intent, and he can manipulate the Wild Thunder of Heaven and Earth, with his strength, how can he not kill Yang Mucheng?"

The rest of the guards laughed too.

"Yang Mucheng's hundred miles of auspicious clouds certainly sound terrifying, but when Master Lei makes a move, how can he still live?"

"Before, a dazzling light broke out in Shangchuan Valley, presumably not only Yang Mucheng was killed, I'm afraid even the entire Shangchuan Valley was completely razed to the ground!"

The second prince looked at Xiangyun.

Although his positions are different, although he and Yang Mucheng are in a hostile relationship, he still doesn't believe in his heart that that young man who is like a god and demon will be killed so easily!

"What?"

Suddenly, a strange picture was reflected in the pupils of the second prince.

The guards, who were still laughing, also opened their mouths wide and looked at the sky in disbelief.

Originally.

The auspicious clouds that were about to dissipate were actually under a strange force, not only could not be completely shattered, but condensed again at this time.

......

Kamikawa Valley.

Rumble!

The purple light disappeared, revealing a sturdy figure, he was the national teacher of the Holy Qing Dynasty, the eldest disciple of Wu Jianyang, Lei Zhuoran!

At this time, Lei Zhuoran's body, the majestic and terrifying internal energy was circling and rolling, and just the aura escaping from his body surpassed everyone. I saw that his figure turned, and he fell directly from mid-air, landing in the Shangchuan Valley, which had been razed to the ground.

Da~Da~Da~

In the dead silence of Shangchuan Valley, only the crisp footsteps of thunder sounded slowly. I saw him holding his hands behind his back and slowly walking towards the nine ancestors.

"I heard that when my second junior brother Xu Yefeng wanted to kill Yang Mucheng, he swore that he would kill all the people who had anything to do with Yang Mucheng. It's a pity that he was not good at learning and finally died in the hands of Yang Mucheng. ”

"As his elder brother, I naturally have to help him fulfill his wish!"

"The nine of you, since you have chosen to be Yang Mucheng's lackey, then don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless!"

Lei Zhuoran's mouth grinned, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

His gaze fell on Ye Shujin's body first, and his voice suddenly sounded: "However, don't worry, I will never let you die so quickly......"

Rumble!

With this kick, he stepped heavily on Ye Shujin's chest, only to hear a 'click', Ye Shujin's skeleton burst wildly, and this terrifying power diffracted out, and shook the earth into terrifying cracks.

"Let him go!"

Wu Gen shouted.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Lei Zhuoran's eyes turn, and the whole person suddenly rushed to his side. At the same time, he shot out with a bang and kicked Wu Gen's shoulder heavily. A terrifying force poured into Wu Gen's body, kicking him so much that he spat out a mouthful of blood mist, and the whole person flew out more than ten feet away.

"Does anyone dare to speak?"

Lei Zhuoran put his hands behind his back and said lightly.

Everywhere he looked, everyone felt cold.

"Lei Zhuoran, as the national teacher of the Holy Qing Dynasty, but you don't dare to fight against the Holy Lord, and carry out a sneak attack when he is in retreat, what qualifications do you have to show off your power here?"

Lu Yao'er wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth fiercely and stood up stubbornly.

"You are?"

Lei Zhuoran squinted and asked.

"I'm Lu Yao'er, and the Holy One is my master!" Lu Yao'er sneered: "Whether it's Master Danqing, or Wu Jianyang, or Xu Yefeng...... They are all openly fighting against my family's saints. And you, as the national teacher of the Shengqing Dynasty, made a sneak attack with villain behavior, which is really sad and lamentable!"

"Yang Mucheng is your master?" Lei Zhuoran looked at Lu Yao'er, and his face showed surprise: "You have actually reached the Xuanye realm?" It seems that Yang Mucheng is not only terrifying in his own cultivation, but also quite good at teaching his disciples. There are more than 100 disciples under my sect, and the current cultivation level is only the highest Xuanqi Grandmaster!"

Appreciation is appreciated, but the chill in Lei Zhuoran's eyes has not been restrained in the slightest, but has become stronger and stronger.

Ye Shujin and the others looked at Lu Yao'er with worried faces.

This thunder attack was just to kill Yang Mucheng. How can you preach morality with him?

Really.

The next moment, Lei Zhuoran sneered, "Yang Mucheng killed my master, since you are his disciple, then I will kill you first!"

Rumble!

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped out, and his right hand stepped out like an iron tong, directly grabbing Lu Yao'er's white jade-like neck, and levitating her whole person into the air. The five fingers were slightly closed, and immediately five hideous fingerprints appeared on Lu Yao'er's neck.

"I'll give you a chance, if you are willing to kneel and beg for mercy and worship me as a teacher, I will spare your life!" Lei Zhuoran sneered.

"Since the Holy Lord ascended the throne, he has never bowed his head to anyone! As his disciple, I will not bow my head to anyone! Lei Zhuoran, either you will kill me today, or when I return from my studies in the future, I will definitely kill you to avenge the saint!"

Lu Yao'er's face was pale, although she was choked by Lei Zhuoran's neck and almost wanted to suffocate, but she did not have the slightest timidity.

Just because she is Yang Mucheng's disciple.

If he bowed his head to Lei Zhuoran just for some threats, wouldn't this mean that Yang Mucheng was inferior to Lei Zhuoran?

"If that's the case, then I'll crush your throat!"

Lei Zhuoran's eyes narrowed.

"What?"

However.

Just when Lei Zhuoran was about to kill him, he was suddenly startled and looked at the sky incredulously. Originally, on the sky, the auspicious clouds that had gradually dispersed were quickly condensed at this moment. At the same time, a terrifying aura came from the secret room that had been razed to the ground.

(End of chapter)