The extremely angry six people were about to teach this ignorant boy a lesson. An unbelievable scene appeared in front of them.

At the sight of the eyes, a tall figure floated in the sky like a god.

They knew this, Ou Chuyang, who had the spirit of being unable to beat Xiaoqiang. However, this was not the reason that shocked them. What made them feel most frightened was...

Ou Chuyang's hand was a crystal clear purple bead with purple light flashing.

The bead is purple all over, with a powerful destructive breath flowing inside. Inside the bead, a small green gas seems to be constantly transforming, slowly forming a faint blue, and the blue can't last long and turns purple again.

This is a perfect cycle, without any intention of stopping. As the cycle is completed again and again, the purple bead becomes even more dazzling. Even at the end, there are countless electric snakes winding around the bead.

"Crack~"

The crisp sounds came out rhythmically, deeply stimulating the minds of the six martial saints.

For some reason, when the six people, including Qing Jiao, saw this bead, they would take care of Ou Chuyang. Their nerves were completely beating with the increase in the aura on the bead.

"What's this?"

"Wood attribute? Fire attribute? Thunder attribute?"

"This is something generated by the combination of energy from the three attributes. How is it possible?"

"He is really a legend?"

"No, no."

Incredible silences sounded from the six people at the same time. At this time, everyone was deeply shocked by Ou Chuyang's move.

The three attributes were born in the same body without any rejection. Even under the strong attack and suppression of the crowd, they condensed into this thunder bomb with the power of destroying the world. This situation is really similar to the legendary mastery of internal energy.

In the sky, Mu Wanqing covered her little mouth with her hands, looked at this scene in disbelief, and finally found that unknown fragment in her memory.

Thoughts returned thousands of years ago, a majestic figure in the world stood alone and stood in awe. The purple pupils were filled with aloofness and ignorance of the people. In the eyes of that man, nothing was enough to make him afraid. Even when facing countless powerful enemies, he could only have that faint smile. And...

The purple thunder bomb that represents the identity of a man.

"Jun~"

The red lips opened lightly, but there was no sound. Mu Wanqing only called out the only word in her heart that could touch his feelings.

Mu Wanqing smiled, smiling extremely brightly, and her happy eyes flashed at this moment, driving her mind, jumping and gradually accelerating.

"I haven't felt this way for a long time."
Chapter completed!