Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 1270: Utter Chaos
Today, under the watchful eyes of the Qilian Practitioner, the Lord of Kunlun, Elder Wu Yuan, used his lifelong cultivation to trade the sky for rolling thunder, as a sign of thunder punishment!
Ye Fengsheng must be killed, and the Bone Spirit and Green Eagle must be eliminated. Even if the leader leaves the city gate, Kunlun cannot escape the slaughter of Ye Fengsheng, even if he is killed. Moreover, Ye Fengsheng's actions today go against the will of Kunlun. If he is allowed to leave, Kunlun's prestige will diminish in the future!
In this case, it is better to sacrifice oneself, use this cultivation to replace the thunder punishment of the Nine Heavens, kill the villain Ye Fengsheng, and thoroughly destroy the Bone Spirit Green Eagle. This way, even if Ye Fengsheng's people come to visit in the future, Kunlun can attribute Ye Fengsheng's death to the mercilessness of thunder. Whether you believe it or not is irrelevant, it has nothing to do with my position today, I have done
what I can.
Among the magnificent menacing thunder, a black and red flame rose from the sky. In front of the flame, Ye Fengsheng held a sword in one hand. Relying on the burning power of underground magma for tens of thousands of years, he committed an offense alone, going against the current, shaking the thunder. He made that day's thunder roll, standing tall and proud!
Under the visual impact brought by the contact of the two, the entire Kunlun Mountain began to tremble. At first, the trees swayed and flowers bloomed. Later, chaos erupted in the mountain. Mountains collapsed, rubble rolled down. Countless buildings began to fall. People were filled with fear and dread.
Ye Fengsheng stood in the middle of the earth's rock. He held a red dagger. Thunder struck his body. As it met with Di Yang, the sky shook. The two ancient evils, existing since time immemorial, eroded each other, creating a strange sense of fusion.
Thunder rose and rumbled, dazzling light enveloped. Ye Feng, wrapped in the earth flame's sound, was tiny. Slowly, the thunder corroded the terrifying dark red magma. After a slight fusion, the broken dripping thunder rain fell, resembling thunderous magma, of exceptional density. Upon contact with the hot earth flame below, it would explode for a moment, then disperse, as if flowers were blooming all over the sky, a riot of colors. They resembled fishing nets, covering everywhere.
Before the earth's inflammation, Ye Fengsheng also had the same face, eyes shining brightly. He waved a sword in the air, holding the sword with his right hand. The red light of the sword shot straight to the sky, but when it was about to touch the Thunder Cloud, it was struck into nothingness by thunder.
"I was reborn from the punishment of thunder. How can your thunder harm me?"
"I take Earth Flame as my guide, fierce wind as my essence, to make your all-day thunder disappear and disperse! Let your Kunlun be destroyed!"
"Nanfeng understands my intent!"
As the sound fell, Ye Fengsheng's palm turned, and the red dagger vanished. Within ten minutes, his palms twisted rapidly
Then, a red-black flame suddenly erupted, scattering around the Heavenly Thunder, forming two angry Fire Dragons, rushing straight to the sky.
With his whole body hunting, the essence in Ye Feng's eyes surged. A strong green wind quickly condensed in its center, suddenly shrinking and exploding, turning into a tornado-like whirlwind. Inside, it was filled with dazzling golden light, crisscrossing, making its place in the gale.
The three surging thunders, originally rushing down, couldn't withstand the pull of the violent tornado. They were blown crackling by the strong wind. This momentum was like a mountain, like a tsunami, irresistible to humans. Yet, at that moment, Ye Fengsheng, at the center of the tornado, stood unmoving. He looked up at the sky, his gaze piercing the heavens.
The Heavenly Thunder is the Heavenly Dao. It holds a very important position among the three disasters. Usually, if the wind is strong and the fire is fierce, it won't budge. However, Ye Fengsheng was the only one that day who, with his Divine Spirit and the formidable Evil Spirit that shook the mountains, forcibly divided the thunder, and fused it into the array, balancing the three of them in a very precarious temporary equilibrium medium.
This balance will not last forever. As long as the array is disturbed by a little external force, whether it is Heavenly Thunder, Earth Flame, or fierce wind, they will explode with destructive energy at the first moment. However, Ye Fengsheng merely used empty palms as material, creating broken objects, disrupting the hard-to-maintain balance within the array.
Space collapsed, half of the sky rumbled with thunder, the other half was boundlessly chaotic.
The sky was like a piece of glass hit by a heavy object. It shattered, visible flaws falling one by one. The black holes were terrifying. With one glance, there was a feeling as if the spirit was peeling away, rapidly closing, pulling the sight away.
At the moment when the golden palms fell, silver, black, red, and green camps had already erupted into chaos. This half of the sky, like a bucket controlled by a Heavenly God, shook violently. Suddenly, the waves began to roll. The muffled spreading explosive energy was pushed in all directions, everything it touched vanished in an instant, turning into ash and dust amidst the chaos.
The slowly healing space was far less powerful than the damage caused by the energy sweep. Even if there were faint signs of melting and healing at the edges, it was nowhere near the terrifying energy of the three-evil fusion. The dark fissures grew stronger and stronger. Until in the end, still, the chaos remained
The mighty rumble of landslide and ground crack swallowed the whole sky. The entire sky plunged into a highly exaggerated silence, as if watching a silent pantomime, everything was still! 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦
"Pfft!"
As the energy was released, Ye Fengsheng, who escaped the first time, was finally caught up by this chaotic energy. All the destructive energy landed on his back. Although he spat out blood, and his throat roared, Ye Fengsheng couldn't resist looking at his injuries. With this power, he suddenly accelerated, then collided with Ying Luo
"Let's go! Take the people and leave!"
He held Ying Lu by the waist, taking her to the eagle and the others, then escaped. Ye Feng moved his voice, "I want you to see! What are you doing!"
Ying Lu, caught unawares, did not respond. Ye Fengsheng blocked her, knocking her down. Looking at the confusing energy descending from the sky, her face finally changed color: "Can't you control the thing you obtained?"
Due to the earlier collision, the breath in the body had not recovered. Ye Feng's voice and complexion were both bitter. How he wanted to answer this question. That is to say, this fierce beast could only mutter calmly. For any knowledgeable person, they know this energy is uncontrollable, thunder, and flame can be used without disguise. This is not Kunlun Mountain, but I'm afraid that a stretch of hundreds of miles will turn into desolation. For such massive power, who can control it? Even God! Cannot do it!
"Ye Fengsheng! Today, you should die, burn yourself! No burial ground!"
Realizing what this chaotic energy contained, Elder Wu Yuan gritted his teeth, flushed, and eyes cracked.
He knew everything was over!
Not to mention the Jiuxiao Yingyuan Palace, the destruction aura contained in this huge energy is enough to destroy the entire Kunlun! Even Qilian Mountain should split in two! Thus, Kunlun is finished!
An enraged roar burst from his throat, as the remaining half of the sky gradually engulfed. Six thunders, like wild dancing pythons, spun crazily. After a moment, two thunders rumbled down in the sky, and the voice of escape toward the water bottom from Ye Feng suddenly sounded. In his passing, a sea of spirit was blasted.
Ying Lu's eyes blinked fiercely, her hand quickly opened and closed. A golden pupil immediately appeared in the right eye. A red and white energy surged from her hands. After a moment, it had already pierced the sky, colliding head-on with the howling thunder.
The sky was full of silver, soon to be corroded by chaos.
The power of man cannot shake the power of heaven. With the help of the mountain's clarity, although Ying Luo has reached the pinnacle of Jiedan, she is still far behind in the face of the vast Heavenly Thunder. Under the bombardment of Heavenly Thunder, her spiritual energy training only lasted for a very short time. Heavenly Thunder continuously fell, and the red-white energy turned to dust.
Realizing the eerie presence behind.
