Fengyunlu

"Illusion?"

Halfway through the laughter, Feng Chen turned his head and was startled. Apparently he had noticed the subtle and undetectable chuckle.

The sound was strange, and it seemed to be ringing deep in his heart, but he couldn't find any trace of it even if he tried to dig deeper.

Feng Chen was puzzled. Apart from the demonic resentment all over his body, the only thing left was his father's divine weapon. However, the voice clearly did not belong to his father.

Could it be that Xu Yi had tampered with the Heart-Working Curse?

No, I went out with my father when I was young, and I met Xu Yi during that time. That voice was definitely not his.

But if it’s not, then who is it?

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Rumble~

Just as he was thinking about it, there was a sudden light on the thunder pool, and the second purple sky divine thunder had already fallen. In the blink of an eye, it was attracted from the mouth of the strange beast due to the south.

Seeing what was in front of him, Feng Chen felt a chill in his heart: "Ignore him, focus on the present first."

In a flash of thought, the divine thunder had already fallen. There was only a "click" sound, followed by a violent sway of demonic energy, and a ball of thunder and arcs exploded all around Feng Chen.

Under the frightening light, he was in pain again, and it was even worse than before. This time, his body and soul not only felt the pain of being cut to pieces, but also felt the pain of pulling cocoons and stripping silk.

It was as if something in his blood was being gradually withdrawn. The pain was absolutely indescribable and impossible to understand unless one had experienced it personally.

In addition, Feng Chen could clearly feel the second divine thunder. Its power was far inferior to that of Haoran. If the previous divine thunder had been suppressed by 70% of its power by the Immortal Formation, then this second divine thunder was obviously released again. It's 30% open.

Based on this inference, the next trial will be 90% Heavenly Power, and its power may be used by those who have reached the ordinary holy level.

With such a powerful force, if one did not have the cultivation of the heavenly level to use the Nine Heavens God's Thunder Technique and turn the power into one's own use, then few people in the world would be safe.

"After all, you can't enter lightly under the heavenly steps." Feng Chen smiled bitterly and lay on the high platform, slowly getting tired.

He is now weak and weak, his body is in pain, his whole body is almost falling apart, and even raising his fingers is a luxury. He can only secretly wonder whether he can withstand the third trial, and he also has some doubts about whether he can practice physical skills. Success finally leads to the realization of the Three Absolutes.

With just one note, I'm afraid it's close to the limit of what he can bear. This is still led by demonic energy. If it reaches the original body, there are really two ways to temper the body and refine the energy.

However, he was not at all hesitant about the fate of his life and death. He just couldn't move and couldn't get up, so he lay helplessly waiting for his body to slow down...

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"Brother, I just said that this kid is too weak and can't stand the torment now. Look, it's been half an hour, and there's no movement at the other end of Lao Qi. It's really not possible..."

"Third brother, please stop saying a few words. Don't you see the worry on the elder brother's face?"

"I have good intentions too, that kid still has demonic energy, wait a minute..."

"Third brother, keep your position. Brother, he will make his own decision."

"I...can do this!!"

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In the Immortal Formation, after Lei Teng finished training Lei Gang, he turned to Lei Gong and asked again: "Brother, that aura just now...?"

"Well, there was indeed a flash of spiritual thought."

Lei Gong nodded and said: "It's just that Mo Yanfeng's weapon spirit has long been blocked, and this aura is not Zhuang Mo... It seems that someone else has mixed in the demon aura..."

"No! Second brother, you are in charge of the certification formation. I'll go down here for my brother."

"Brother, go on your own."

When the two brothers finished speaking, Lei Gong had disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, he was on the side of the cage where Yan Jun had been imprisoned for hundreds of years in the Nine Heavens Thunder Pond.

"Ha, Hall Master Lei is a rare visitor."

As soon as Lei Gong appeared, he heard a sneer coming from the cage.

"It seems that you have been very angry over the years." Lei Gong was not annoyed after hearing this.

"Hey~ Master Lei, what you said is wrong. No one else can enter the holy realm of Perak Hall. I, Zhuang Mo, have been lucky enough to have enlightened here for a hundred years. Brother Lei, you are so benevolent and righteous. Where can I say you have any resentment?" The sound rose and fell, and a person came out of the darkness. It was Yan Junzhuangmo who stirred up the wind and rain more than a hundred years ago.

But when I saw that Zhuang Mo was tall, tall, handsome and handsome, he was dressed in a blue-black plain robe. Although there were no noble ornaments or noble embellishments, it still couldn't conceal the look of him as a son of the common people.

Lei Gong watched him coming slowly, and looked at him through the invisible barrier, with a little more meaning in his eyes.

Zhuang Mo did the same, looking at Lei Gong with some deepness. After a while, he turned slightly and said, "But having said that, you, Hall Master Lei, have not seen each other for decades, and now you suddenly show up, but for that child?"

As he said that, he raised his hand and pointed at the altar where Feng Chen was. It was obvious that although he was in a cage, his cultivation had not been blocked by the thunder power. At this moment, he could still send out his spiritual thoughts, so he was naturally aware of everything.

Lei Gong didn't respond to this question, but asked others: "So, do you know about the divine thoughts?"

"That's right, but..."

When he finished speaking, Zhuang Mo glanced at a certain place in the Lei Pond without leaving a trace, and then continued: "I'm a little curious. That child has no cultivation and is not of your Lei family's blood. How can he enter the Lei Pond to practice and call you? Hall Master Lei lowered himself and ran to me to inquire about the hidden danger, what is his relationship with you?"

"If you don't want to say it, forget it." Lei Gong was arrogant by nature and always only said the first sentence and never said anything else. Zhuang Mo said this and didn't ask any more questions.

However, Yan Jun might have been trapped for too long and felt lonely, or maybe he was really curious about Feng Chen. In short, Lei Gong turned around to leave, and he asked again: "This child seems to have the aura of the Holy Spirit and the power of a divine pot." Xi, he should be a junior from the Feng family, right?"

Lei Gong paused, turned his back to the cage and said, "He is indeed Brother Feng's orphan."

"Sure enough, no wonder you...you mean...Feng Wanlin is dead!!"

Under the exclamation, Zhuang Mo stood on the spot, his eyes full of disbelief and unwillingness. It seemed that he and Feng Wanlin had some old memories that no one else knew about.

"He...who can kill him?"

"Three years ago, someone broke the demon-slaying formation, and his wife and his wife died together with Jiuyou."

"It's like this... No wonder..." After hearing this, Zhuang Mo seemed to have some memories and some clarity.

Lei Gong ignored him, said goodbye and left immediately: "I'll pick you up in half a year. I'll be sentenced to life or death. It depends on your fate."

"Hall Master Lei, wait a minute!!" Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhuang Mo spoke again.

"Is something wrong?" Lei Gong only paused and did not look back.

Zhuang Mo hesitated for a moment, and then asked softly with a hint of unnoticeable guilt: "Ali, how is she... doing?"

"She's married." Lei Gong replied, his eyes unwavering.

"Married?" Zhuang Mo was stunned for a moment, then murmured to himself: "It's good to be married, it's good to be married..."

"Then, who is my husband's family?"

"The leader of the seven kings of the poor family, the demon king cat demon."

"It's him?"

Either way, or...

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