When dealing with Lu Yin's killing, the destruction thunder ball created by Zhao Long was not as powerful as it is now, and it was already very difficult and could even suffer some injuries. But at this moment, Zhao Long was extremely relaxed because his body has been enhanced several times. In addition to the most obvious improvement in his physical strength, the most direct impact is this destruction thunder ball. Because Zhao Long has a way to destroy the thunder ball, the rest depends on how much the body can withstand.

According to legend, the existence of the alchemy in the alchemy said that it would be bombarded by the sky thunder, and its power was amazing. Most people worked hard to practice and eventually turned into ashes under the sky thunder. Although no one had seen it, the people below were not weak, and they could feel the violent and destructive aura from the destructive thunder ball.

Everyone was shocked. Seeing Zhao Long step by step and fly directly into the sky, many people were shocked and almost shouted out.

"The ancestor is the ancestor..."

"No wonder I can kill the Lion King in seconds, but it turns out to be the ancestor."

"How could this Zhao Long be so powerful? How could he be the ancestor?"

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Zhao Long is not the kind of ancestor who has become famous. Even though he destroyed the Fire Scorpion Sect before, no one knew that the Fire Scorpion Sect's Lu Yinsha was almost destroyed by Zhao Long in the end.

While speaking, everyone took out their magic weapons. Most of them used soul magic weapons, but only Wu Qun and two other people with the strength of the True Ancestor used spiritual weapons. Each of them burst out their strongest power to resist the boundless pressure from the sky.

"Bang..." At this moment, a person suddenly felt weak, as if he was unconscious and fell to the ground. Then he saw his clothes suddenly empty, and a breath that faintly echoed the surrounding water aura flowed down the edge of the building.

"Boom...boom...boom..." More than a dozen bombarded thunder balls beside Zhao Long instantly hit him.

A huge explosion and super power of destruction filled the surrounding world. The peak innate martial arts master who was about to escape just now had been blown out of recognition by the destruction thunder ball. When the last thunder ball was bombarded, someone else had died, and the body was instantly exploded and shattered.

This is the Destruction Thunder Ball, full of the power of destruction and the aura of killing.

Seeing this person's tragic death, the person who had originally planned to sneak away was completely stupid there. Is this person crazy? He would not let anyone escape. Could it be that he wanted to fight everyone alone?

"If you leave now, he is a role model. Fight. Only in one battle can you have a chance, and only in one battle can you have a chance to live." After Zhao Long killed the escaped person, when everyone was most empty, confused and afraid, the ancestor Changmei suddenly shouted. His voice was like a sudden enlightenment, which made everyone wake up, with less fear and power burst out one after another.

Changmei is now forcing Liangshan. At first, he didn't plan to come forward because he didn't want to break up with Yi Sitao now. But just now, Zhao Long instantly killed the Lion King, especially the beast soul ring used by Zhao Long, which made him moved. A boy who is still not dry can definitely have the ability to kill the Lion King in seconds. Even if he can't kill the Lion King so easily, it must be because of his magic weapon. Therefore, Changmei's real purpose from the beginning was to get the magic weapon.

But what he didn't expect was that Zhao Long took action as soon as he said he could do it, and what he showed was the power of thunder and lightning with a destructive aura. This kind of power was shocked by even the person who reached the ancestor realm, and felt a sense of danger from the heart.

"The green clouds are in the sky, the cloth silk is a curtain, and the green cloud silk is a silk." Long eyebrows have a magic trick, after all, they are an ancestor-level figure who has lived for hundreds of years. A blue eyebrows hidden in his eyebrows instantly soared into the sky under his control. In the continuous transformation, it has grown to densely spread like a sky curtain, with powerful spiritual power rotating on it, forming a sky curtain with extremely strong defense.

This Qingyun Si was a medium-grade spiritual weapon obtained by Changmei, which was completely refined by him after a hundred years of tempering. It has been infinitely powerful, can attack or defend, and has many changes.

"Thunder represents punishment, destruction, I see how you resist." While Zhao Long said, the destruction thunder ball had already bombarded.

Each thunder ball is filled with mutual restraint. Once the impact explodes, the power of the explosion will be amazing, and the sound of explosion will be heard around the surrounding world. Fortunately, it is remote enough here, otherwise such a big move would be a shocking act.

The Lei family, is he a member of the Lei family? Otherwise, how could there be such a terrifying power of thunder and lightning? His own Qingyun Silk can attack or defend, and is a good magic weapon even among the ancestor-level figures. However, now he seems so fragile under Zhao Long's bombardment, and he may be blasted away at any time. Changmei himself is also unstable in his body and his soul trembles. The powerful power of thunder and lightning suppresses the soul. If Changmei only has Changmei himself now, he would definitely not continue to block these destructive thunder balls here, and would definitely avoid taking other strategies. But now he has his disciples and many subordinates below him.

At this moment, the people under Changmei's protection looked even more ugly. Even Changmei's apprentice Wu Qun and the two people who reached the realm of True Ancestors, they could clearly feel that they might be able to withstand a few small thunder balls, but if dozens of them were bombarded at the same time, they would only have a dead end. What's more, among those small thunder balls, there were some thunder balls that were the same size as fists or even volleyballs.

These people's faces were ugly than the other. Even when Zhao Long killed the Lion King in seconds just now, they didn't do this, and they even had the same idea as long-eyed eyebrows. It was just that the Lion King was restrained by his magic weapon and would fail. And even if he was stronger than ordinary Xu Zu, so there were many people on their side. Even if he was a young man, he could only let him slaughter him honestly.

But in a blink of an eye, Zhao Long had become a knife and they were the fish and the meat.

As expected, he is a ancestral figure. He has strong and steady strength, stable combat, and can fight back at any time. The difficulty of long eyebrows is not inferior to that of Lu Yinsha. Although his strength is not as strong as Lu Yinsha at that time, his overall combat power is only strong and not weak.

Seeing how long you can block it, Zhao Long moved his mind, and with a slight slight finger, more than a dozen thunder balls suddenly stopped bombarding, and flew horizontally to both sides, bypassing the defense formed by the Qingyun Silk, and rushed down from under the Qingyun Silk to the people under Changmei.

"Be careful..." Changmei didn't expect that Zhao Long could accurately control these thunder balls to make such actions in such a fierce attack.

"Boom..." Wu Qun, a long-browed apprentice, first reacted, slashed out the low-grade spiritual weapon in his hand, and detonated the fist-sized destruction thunder ball less than three meters in front of him. The huge explosion force still knocked Wu Qun out, and the energy of the external protective body was shattered, and his clothes were also blown to pieces. He had countless wounds on his body and blood was sprayed in his mouth. The most important thing was that the low-grade spiritual weapon was actually damaged, and the light on the sword instantly dimmed.

He reacted quickly, and the others were not as lucky as him. Except for two other people with the strength of the true ancestor level to avoid it, the others were blown away under the attack of the Destruction Thunder Ball.

There is nothing more humiliating than killing your subordinates in front of you or even almost killing your disciples.

Long eyebrows and eyes were on fire, and their eyes were blood red: "The blue clouds are in the sky, the green curtain is rolling back, swallowing!"

The sky curtain made of long-edged blue clouds was all closed upwards, like a giant's open mouth closed, and all the thunder balls around Zhao Long were wrapped in it.

"I want you to make yourself suffer and let you be killed by your own thunder and lightning." Changmei said with regret. The sky curtain formed by Qingyun Silk was wrapped in Qingyun Silk. Once the Qingyun Silk was closed, all the thunder balls around Zhao Long would explode. Although Qingyun Silk would be damaged in this way, Changmei could no longer care about so many. Kill, you must kill Zhao Long.

"Boom...boom...boom...boom..." It was slow, and in fact, it was less than a breath. The Qingyun Silk had instantly contracted from hundreds of meters to a sphere less than ten meters. At this time, the explosion finally came. The power of the explosion was so powerful that it was outrageous. As soon as the long eyebrows covered his chest, several mouthfuls of blood had already spurted out. Not only did the Qingyun Silk be damaged beyond his imagination, but his soul was affected under this explosion.

"Haha... I'm bound by myself..." Changmei wiped the blood stains on the corner of her mouth and laughed proudly. Her middle-grade spiritual weapons were seriously damaged, and people at the core could not have a chance to survive. Based on the power of that explosion, Changmei had calculated that even if it was a real alchemy, if there was no high-grade defensive magic weapon, there would be only a dead end in this case.

Yi Sitao was also feeling sad, sad, and regretful. After experiencing countless things, he felt like he was about to fall back on his feet. He shouldn't have let him participate in this matter. Even though he knew that Changmei and the others were not good things, Zhao Long was not good, how long did he have been practicing since he was practicing, and Changmei was an old monster who had been practicing for hundreds of years. If he told him that he had other plans, maybe he wouldn't have been like this.

"Master's divine power, he actually dared to challenge Master. He overestimated his ability and did not know how to live or die..." Seeing this scene, Wu Qun, a long-browed apprentice, shouting excitedly, flattering and bragging. He was thinking in his heart that if the magic weapon that collected the soul in Zhao Long's hand was not damaged, after the master got it, he would have a chance to ask for another low-grade spiritual weapon.

In addition to Wu Qun, the other two survivors also breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, as if they had just ended a nightmare, which was so terrible.

"It turns out that the power of lightning stimulates the body so comfortably. As a thank you, I can give you a pleasure. Boom..." Just as they all breathed a sigh of relief and could not feel Zhao Long's breath, especially when Changyue could not feel Zhao Long's existence, Zhao Long's voice suddenly sounded. The next moment Zhao Long had punched through the surrounding Qingyun Silk, and the momentum of the fist was still blowing towards Changyue. A distance of dozens of meters, the surrounding Qingyun Silk no longer existed under this punch.
Chapter completed!