Chapter 34 Overturned Thunder appeared out of nowhere, and lightning patterns appeared on the Leigong Talisman. The void seemed to be torn apart by something. A thunder gate pushed open the void, and figures emerged one after another from it. Inside the gate are thunder soldiers and generals wearing silver armor, five people in a team, each holding a bronze gong, thunder hammer, thunder pestle, thunder drum, and thunder mirror. The five thunder treasures have thunder sound, thunder light, thunder power, and thunder. There are five people in a team, five teams in a group, and five groups in a battalion, totaling one hundred and twenty-five people. As soon as the Five Thunder Soldiers appeared, half of Danyang was covered by dark clouds. There were lightning and thunder under the clouds, and the rumbling thunder resounded throughout Danyang. "That is?" "Okay, okay, the Wu family's Five Thunder Soldiers have also been forced out. This is as it should be!" "It would be best if the evil soldiers and the five thunder soldiers work together to kill a magician of the Zhao family. Then our plan will be smooth sailing." "Your Majesty, can this battalion of soldiers kill a mage? You..." "Humph! What do you know? The Five Thunder Soldiers were obtained after the collapse of the ancient heaven and were refined. They contain the real thunder soldiers and thunder generals of the last era. If it weren't for the overthrow of the gods in this era, the thunder soldiers and thunder generals would all be semi-immortals!" "One hundred years ago, a battalion of five thunder soldiers from the Xun Clan of Yujing killed a Ghost Dao True Lord in public in a fourth-grade world. Even if the Wu Clan's thunder battalion is poorly provided for, it won't be that bad." "Can't kill him? Then we will help him and make the Zhao family suffer a great loss this time."
"Let those families take action secretly and stop the Zhao family. Today, the Zhao family must give me a Dan Dao first!" "." In the dark, the people behind the scenes began to move, and the surface of the water in Danyang was already rippling. The competition on the field became more and more intense. The Five Thunder Soldiers looked at Erchang who was fighting with the purple energy in the distance, and the thunder weapons in their hands lit up one after another. The thunder soldiers lined up, and the thunder drums exploded with a loud noise, which made the hearts of the onlookers beat faster and their blood boil. The gongs were clashed violently, and the piercing sound made people's eardrums burst. A cold light from the thunder mirror covered the purple-cloud mage, and the thunder hammer hit the thunder pestle, causing dazzling lightning to dance wildly. Accompanied by Wu Yong's loud shout. "Thunder Lord, help me!" Master Zixia could not see, was deaf, his blood was boiling, and his five senses were unbalanced. Before he could react, the dancing lightning snake exploded on his back. The Blood God Son, who was fighting with him, immediately rolled up Yin Erlang and dodged the lightning. He knew the ruthless methods of the Five Thunder Soldiers. With one blow, Master Zhao fell straight from the purple cloud to the ground. After the Five Thunder Soldiers succeeded in their attack, the spiritual charm of thunder was superimposed on Wu Yong, who was still in a daze. The 125 thunder soldiers shouted in unison: "Master, please come in!" Wu Yong finally reacted after feeling the urging of the Five Thunder Soldiers. At this time, he was wearing a thunder armor, and the aura of thunder was covering his body. With the blessing of all the powers, his aura was not inferior to that of the Dan Dao Master. The commander of the Thunder Camp absorbed a ray of spiritual light into Wu Yong's brow and said with a smile: "The Wu family hasn't moved the Five Thunder Camp for a thousand years. I'm afraid the Taoist master doesn't know that commanding the Five Thunders is not only a killing technique, but also a blessing technique." "We, the thunder soldiers and thunder generals, just focus on bombarding and suppressing the enemy. All the thunder patterns in the battalion are bestowed upon the Taoist master. It is the same. The Five Thunder Soldiers and Horses are the most superior command method in the Thunder Dao. Even the Supreme True Immortals often use this method." "Master, please!" After digesting the inspiration in his mind, Wu Yong's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he twisted his palms lightly, feeling this powerful force. However, he glanced at the cultivators behind him and was about to order the Blood God Son to take everyone away, but he was immediately interrupted by the commander of the Thunder Camp.
"No need!" "It's just a low-level alchemy technique. Since it has called on us to take action, why should we be so timid?" "Master, just attack. If you can kill this cultivator, we brothers will guarantee that the Wu family will escape unscathed. If you can't kill him, we brothers can also protect you!" The commander of the Thunder Camp smiled defiantly, he was different from the ordinary Yin spirits, he was a Yin spirit of a hundred calamities who had bathed in the Purple Thunder Pool in ancient times and the guardian of the Thunder Department. Even though the Shinto order had collapsed in this era, he was still a real third-level Yin God. With the brothers of Leiying by your side, what do you, Wu, have to fear? "Good! Good! Good!" Wu Yong's face was filled with surprise, and then he was ecstatic. The Five Thunder Soldiers were more powerful than he had imagined. Huang Tiandao's power covered his body, and the green robe around him turned into a yellow robe. The spiritual charm of thunder was added to his body, and a purple and green magic spear appeared in his palm. Wu Yong winked at Blood God Son and Yin Erlang. Both of them were extremely excited, especially Yin Erlang who had been suppressed and beaten all the way. At this moment, he seemed to have found a backer. With joy in his eyes, he sat on the Five Horses Pagoda Lock and bumped into Zhao's magician head-on. With the support of the Five Thunder Battalions, the Blood God Son no longer fought, pulled out a long blood-colored chain from the blood river, and rushed directly towards the Zhao family's mage. The purple aura around the Taoist had been dispersed by the lightning spell, and his crown was covered with grass and wood ashes. He raised his head and shouted angrily: "Bastard!" "Wu Yong, you beast actually killed someone like this!" He was angry that Wu Yong slaughtered Cheng's family while he was being fought, and he was also angry that the thunder magic knocked him down to dust, making him lose face in front of the cultivators in Danyang! Facing the Five Horses Pagoda that was rushing towards him, he immediately used the Hunyuan Great Seal to hold it up, then turned around and swung his robes to swing away the blood rope of the Blood God Son. boom! "Damn it!" While the two were struggling, another bolt of lightning struck down, leaving Zhao's alchemy master at a loss. Wu Yong ignored the wizard's scolding, moved quickly on his horse and armor, and added Huang Tian Dao power to his body, and slowly approached the wizard. When he was attacked from three sides, he opened his mouth and spit out flames. His scorching hot breath chased the mage's body, and blood shadows surrounded him and thunder was pressing down on him. This made the shop owners and the martial family members who were worried in their hearts blush. With the body of a sorcerer, he led two battalions of soldiers and suppressed the third-level magician so much that he couldn't even raise his head. Who wouldn't be excited and thrilled by this? "This old fellow has forced Wu Yong again and again, and now he's in trouble!" Wu Xuan folded her arms across her chest and sneered. We had already made an agreement with the head of the Zhao family, but we didn't expect that this wizard would take advantage of his seniority and turn a good thing into a bad one. While Wu Yong was leading two battalions of Taoist soldiers to chase and kill the mage, several loud noises suddenly erupted inside Danyang, as if another battle had taken place there? But no one was interested. Real fire has already been ignited in the field. The Dandao mage is a mage after all. Even if Chaoxia Ziqi is not good at fighting, he mobilized all his magic power, covered his face with purple qi and shrouded his body with mist and smoke. Each spell became more and more fierce. A huge Hunyuan handprint directly knocked Yin Erlang away. The latter wanted to attack again, but was held down by Wu Yong. "His morning sun purple energy can defeat you. Let me and the Blood Lord come, and you take the evil camp to protect the cultivators of the clan." This Yin Wu - Yin Erlang is a real pioneer. Even though his black bones were cracked into several large cracks, he still went up to fight. His main point is just a stubborn person! Anyway, after death, he can rebuild his body in the altar of the soldiers, and live for a few decades, and be a brave man again, not afraid at all. After hearing Wu Yong's words, he glanced at the cultivators in the market town, but finally retreated angrily, turning back every two steps as if he wanted to glare at the mage to death.
Wu Yong used the spear as a lance, and the power of Huang Tian Dao and the lightning entangled with it. He used the magic of the armored horse to close the distance between him and the mage. The magic of the universe was controlled by the magic spear, and the magic spear immediately shot straight at the latter like a stream of light. "What?" The Zhao family mage used the Purple Cloud Hunyuan hand seal to slap the spear, intending to capture it, but he didn't expect it to tear through the hand seal and rush straight to the mage's chest. The latter was so frightened that he rolled into the ground and barely avoided it. "A magic spear made of broken gold?" "What a vicious thing!" His natal magic weapon is this set of brocade purple ribbon robes, which, combined with his purple aura, allows him to be not good at attacking, but his magic power is endless, and his Hunyuan hand seal is also unpredictable. But he almost got hit by this magic spear. Wu Yong raised his right hand and immediately absorbed the magic spear into his palm, then he moved forward with the golden-purple spear in his hand. "The Great Handprint of the Universe of All Beings!" The Taoist became ruthless and took on the Blood God's blood whip to give Wu Yong a heavy blow. The next moment, Wu Yong threw out a spear, and suddenly something went wrong. This time the Hunyuan handprint was different! The purple air was refined into one piece, and a giant cloud hand nearly ten feet long slapped Wu Yong fiercely. It was not broken up like the previous handprint, but it directly knocked Wu Yong and his spear out. Of course, he was also severely hit by the Blood God's whip, and was hit right on the heart, flying several feet away. "Thunder comes!" As Wu Yong retreated, he pointed straight at that spot without fear of injury, directly triggering the thunder that had been accumulated for a long time by the Five Thunder Soldiers. Thunder sound, lightning, and thunder struck at the same time, causing the alchemy mage to see stars. A big hole was blasted out of the purple ribbon robe behind him! "Yes, he is quite insightful. Now he can figure out how to command the five thunders!" The commander of the Thunder Camp on the dark cloud nodded and smiled. "It's just that his Taoist skills are not good enough. His fire skills can't even break his robes." "Now that his robes have been torn, brothers, let's see what this generation's eldest son will do." Several military supervisors from the Five Thunder Camp chuckled and cast their eyes on Wu Yong. Wu Yong stopped and calmed the blood surging in his chest. He also had a better understanding of the magician's power. Even though he was suppressed by the Blood God Son and the Five Thunder Soldiers and had only the strength to defend himself, the One Qi Hun Yuan Seal in his hand was truly terrifying. Its power was at least dozens of times that of the magic tablet of the Gangsha monk who had tried to assassinate him before. If it weren't for the blessing of the Five Thunders and the aura of Tao, he would have been killed with just that one blow! However, Wu Yong was secretly delighted to see that his magic weapon was broken. The silver pot in his hand flashed, and a red glow rose into the sky. Purple smoke billowed in the glow, and the Fire Crow Taoist soldiers appeared again. "Crow, go, peck out his eyes and tear out his hair and skin!" The robes were torn, it was time for the fire crows to appear. Wu Yong picked up the magic spear and followed the crows, leading the fire crows to form a formation, then he took a deep breath, his chest bulged high, and the spiritual charm of the flames was hidden and ready to be launched. "drink!" With Wu Yong's loud shout, the flame-breathing technique condensed into a huge high-temperature pressure fireball. The huge amount of fire spiritual power almost turned into ion state, covering the Fire Crow and the Taoist like a small sun. A huge pit with a diameter of hundreds of meters appeared directly on the river bank. The edge of the pit was connected to Zhujiang River, and the chaotic river water rushed into the round pit. "Did it succeed?" Wu Xuan was knocked straight against the wall by the aftermath of the flames and heat, but her nose twitched slightly, and she inhaled the remaining spiritual charm of the flame with an intoxicated look on her face. This was the most powerful fire spell she had ever seen since she was born, although she had also seen very few spells. "With the blessing of the Five Thunders, Zongzi's flame-breathing technique is already comparable to the third-level Taoist magic. That old guy's robes have been torn, there is no reason for him to be able to hold on!" Yin Erlang sneered.
He was still burning from the slap that the old guy had just given him in public. He really wanted to break the old guy's bones with his own hands! however. In the big pit, the Zhao family's magician held a purple jade ruyi in his hand, with a purple light shield shrouding his body. The hot residual flames were reacting with the shield, and the surging river water had also filled into the pit. "Thunder comes!" Wu Yong pointed his left hand into the pit, and within the dark clouds, one hundred and twenty-five thunder soldiers and generals beat drums and gongs, raised hammers and struck pestles, and shone thunder mirrors. Several more pillars of lightning struck down, breaking the light shield and crushing the purple jade ruyi into ashes. Wu Yong's expression changed, and the ferocious crows all flew up and threw the Taoist into the water. He then gathered all his strength into the magic spear and turned it into lightning with one strike! "hahahahahahahaha!" However, Wu Yong's smile came to an abrupt end as the magic spear was suddenly grabbed by a single arm. "After all, he is a Dan Daoist mage, and he has cultivated Chaoyang Purple Qi. Don't waste it!" "Wait for my brothers to get the spiritual medicine and precious materials to refine an external elixir for the Taoist master, and then keep it on the Fusang tree in the elixir field, which will add a helping hand to the Taoist master." The commander of the Thunder Camp had arrived at the puddle at some point, stopped the magic spear, and quickly stretched out his right hand towards the mage's dantian. When he reached out again, he took out a golden elixir filled with purple energy. External alchemy? Wu Yong's eyes lit up, but he didn't say anything yet. The next moment, the Five Thunders Blessing suddenly disappeared, and Wu Yong's aura dropped back to its original height, only less than one-tenth of its previous level. A feeling of loss quickly filled Wu Yong's heart. "Don't be obsessed with this kind of power. How can it be as refreshing as the power you cultivate step by step?" The commander of the Lei camp placed one hand on Wu Yong's shoulder and said heroically. "Practice well, and then you will be able to defeat this low-level alchemy cultivator with your Gangsha magic power without the blessing of the Five Thunders!" At this time, several loud shouts and continuous sneers were heard in Danyang County. "You thief, you evil creature, how dare you?" At this moment, the three alchemists of the Zhao family came together and surrounded Wu Yong. The Zhao wizard in the puddle lost his golden elixir, his face immediately turned pale, and his mask quickly began to age. If he was not treated quickly, he would die. "This young man from the Wu family is really going too far!" "Little devil Zhao, if I were you, I would never tolerate this. Three of us would attack together and tear those two battalions of arrogant soldiers apart!" "Yes! I can't stand it." The Black Mountain practitioners who had just blocked three alchemy practitioners of the Zhao family were eager to watch the fun. Since the Zhao family had already lost an alchemy practitioner today, they even wanted to watch a second match. He simply let Zhao's magician go and added fuel to the fire! "Humph!" The old patriarch of the Zhao family glanced coldly at the three of them, staring at the two battalions of Taoist soldiers from the Wu family below, his face as cold as frost. Half a day had passed, but the county government had not shown up, and the Jiang Daoshi had not made any noise. I had never expected that the half-dead Wu family in Dongjun would be such a thorn in my side. At this moment, he really didn't know whether he should take action or not! (End of this chapter)