“The Supreme Elder!”

Lei Tianheng on the left wanted to persuade him again, but was pulled by the clan brother on the right. They had not yet formed babies and were not qualified to question the decision of the Supreme Elder. The two of them were careful to send a message:

"We will form a thunder battle formation in a while"

"Well, relying on the Thunder Flying Fan Array, we can barely restrain an early-stage Nascent Soul monk."

The voice transmission of the two.

How can I hide it from the Nascent Soul monk?

Lei Wuchen saw that the two juniors didn't believe him and questioned his abilities. He was furious. He had been in seclusion for 86 years and had not come out to walk around for a long time. It seemed that his legend was no longer in the clan.

"Hmph!"

Lei Wutong flipped his sleeves.

A flash of body.

Take the initiative to get out of the Immortal trapping formation.

Today he wants to use his strength to open his eyes to these juniors. Lei Wuheng thought that he was invincible in the world back then. The Fu family had two kittens and dogs, and it was nothing in front of him!

"Thunder Sword"

"Start"

Lei Wumon, a true energy penetrates into the Sword of Thunder.

Instantly.

The dark clouds convolute over Longzhuan Cliff.

The accumulation becomes thicker and thicker.

The black and white, like the end of the world.

Lei Wuchen was stunned for a moment. He had been in seclusion for nearly a hundred years, and advanced from the fifth level of the Nascent Soul to the sixth level of the Nascent Soul. After the promotion, he had not yet fought with anyone, but he did not expect that his combat power would actually improve to this level.

It's so fierce!

Lei Wutong was overjoyed.

A grim smile:

"The little bastard of the Fu family, next year is your death day. My brother's bloody hatred will be taken back from you first!"

"This... is the strength of the Supreme Supreme Elder?" The two Lei family monks in the Immortal Trap were shocked. They were also a little confused. After all, they had not arrived at the Nascent Soul. Mangzhou had been peaceful for thousands of years. The battle between the Nascent Soul monks had not been staged in this land for too long. However, they still frowned: "The Supreme Elder has made a rash move. After leaving the Immortal Trap, we two abbots can only exert 30% of their strength. For the Fu family, the trap set up is useless."

"Boom!!"

The two of them have not finished speaking.

A crack suddenly broke open in the sky.

A three-colored cloud suddenly appeared:

"This... the Supreme Elder can actually trigger the thunder tribulation, which is unheard of! No wonder the Supreme Elder did not take the Fu family seriously. It turned out that he had practiced such a magical power in seclusion!"

The stone raised in the minds of the two monks.

Falling in an instant.

However.

They were thinking about fixing the dead sheep and slapped a few flatteries with thunder without mortise, but they saw that the three-colored catastrophe clouds in the sky instantly condensed into six colors, and the smiles on their faces instantly frozen:

"Life is in danger!"

Six Colored Tribulation Clouds.

That was transformed by the Nascent Soul monks who passed through tribulation.

They didn't believe that this was a magical power transformed by Lei Wutong.

"Boom!"

Six Colored Tribulation Clouds.

Arrived in an instant.

It was almost time for Lei Wuheng to return to the Immortal Trap Formation, so he could only quickly swing the thunder sword in his hand and turn it into dense sword shadows to form a sword shield.

"Bang!"

The six-colored divine thunder fell on the sword and shield.

The sword and shield blocked it for a moment.
Chapter completed!