Fengyunlu

Above the nine heavens, thunder roared and divine thunder roared, as if all the magic and power between heaven and earth became insignificant. This ancient proverb was indeed true. Before Fengchen could even curse, even though he had the body of the original spirit as proof, he could not resist the overwhelming might of heaven, and was suppressed to the point that he could not even utter a word.

His devil flames, which were gray and dotted with black, also shrank under the pressure of the Heavenly Might, as if they had lost their vitality, becoming sluggish and difficult to unfold. His slightly frail body had to bend under this huge pressure, as if it would be crushed down on the altar at any time, lying prone on the high platform.

"Come on, after we pass this level, uh~hum! Who cares about how big the world is?" Feng Chen endured the pain of being crushed all over his body, and withstood the pressure brought by the condensation of the divine thunder. He roared in his heart, and his voice shook the sky.

The humiliation and helpless hatred in his heart burst out in this roar. However, after he roared, before his heroic spirit could rise again, he was knocked down on the platform by the even more powerful pressure.

Pa~uh~

"Little kid, accept your fate. You are destined to be filled by me. Why bother struggling in vain? I will give you a quick death later." Feng Chen struggled in pain and was about to prop himself up to meet the oncoming Zixiao divine thunder when a mocking voice from Jiuyou sounded in his heart.

"Hmph, noisy." Feng Chen ignored Jiu You's ridicule, just waiting for him to show up after the divine thunder, and then he would use his thunder skills to kill him. As for the danger of him trying to take his body, Feng Chen was determined to resist with all his strength and then leave it to fate. He just didn't believe that the great Dao was really going to play tricks on him.

The innate spirit has a broken body and a broken vein, and three years ago it brought disaster to him. Now he has been given hope, and then he is so desperate that he is being devoured. He can only be speechless after being teased like this.

"Forget it, just wait..." Feng Chen struggled hard for several times, and tried hard several times, but he still couldn't resist the overwhelming pressure, and couldn't get up. Finally, he simply turned over, rolled on the ground, and lay directly on the high platform, waiting for the final thunder.

Jiuyou seemed to know what was good for him and didn't say anything else. No one knew whether he was proud of himself or just too lazy to say anything since he was surrounded by demons. In any case, there was no sound on the altar.

In this solemn atmosphere, only a few rumbles of thunder and a few wisps of residual power were left. With the sound of hissing and crackling, and the whirring breathing of the wind and dust, he waited expectantly...

......

"Master Lei, this child doesn't understand, and you let him do whatever he wants?" Outside the altar, Lei Gong was at the edge of the Thunder Pond, waiting with everyone else. Suddenly, a divine thought came into his ears, with a bit of worry in the words, which was sent by Zhuang Mo, who had reminded and helped them before.

Lei Gong's eyes flickered, and he responded: "Why? You care so much, is it not just to repay the favor?" "Whatever you think, I have repaid it on behalf of Ali, but...ah." Zhuang Mo didn't finish his words, but sighed softly, as if he felt some regret and hatred.

After a while, Zhuang Mo asked again with a sigh: "Master Lei, have you regretted it all these years?" "Did it work?" Lei Gong did not answer, but asked back. This question seemed unintentional, but it contained everything.

Zhuang Mo smiled back: "Haha, that's right, it's useless, it's just a pity." "What's a pity, it's just..." Lei Gongyan paused in the middle of the sentence, and his mind moved as if he had sensed something. The reminiscence in his eyes also faded away. He leaned forward while swinging his sleeves, staring at the altar.

On the other side, Zhuang Mo, who was trapped in a cage, also felt an extremely powerful and vast divine might, and was slowly growing angry.

"Is it coming?"...

Before Zhuang Mo finished speaking, Lei Teng, who was in charge of the Immortal Absolute Array outside the Thunder Pool, had already shouted loudly and issued a great order: "Lead the Eight Desolations, pass the Nine Layers, gather the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, and rise!!" "Understood!!"

The words came out and the law followed. The immortals moved, and the command flags were waved in the eight directions. In the east, west, south, north, southeast, northeast, southwest, and northwest of the immortal formation, the eight positions of the Great Wilderness each raised a purple-blue, blue-purple, and black-rimmed thunder seal. This thunder seal was eight different representations of the word thunder, which could be talismans, scrolls, chants, ink, dyes, treasures, or derivatives. In short, all the methods were inseparable, and they were all intended to lead.

When the eight thunder seals were drawn into the air at the same time, they condensed and formed. A thunder roared violently on the formation. The roar was heard through the nine heavens, and it was captured by Chi Lian. Then it fell with a deep sound, and it resounded through the thunder pool. Rumble and rumble~ It was breathtaking and shocking. Ten thousand thunders in the thunder pool led, and thousands followed, just like the stars in the sky rising and shaking the dark blue sky. Not long after, when the sound in the thunder pool disappeared, the eight thunder seals on the formation outside were also tightened at the same time. Lei Teng waved the Immortal Absolute Palm Flag in his hand, and a somewhat illusory colorless thunder seal emerged from the Immortal Great Throne he was guarding.

At first, the seal was only the size of a palm. As it slowly rose, Lei Teng continued to infuse the power of the formation, and it became larger and larger. When it was finally fixed in the air, it actually grew to a height of nine feet, a width of eight feet, and a thickness of about six feet. Seeing this, Lei Teng pinched the word "yin" again and decided in his hand. Then his true energy surged, his mind passed through, and in an instant he swept through the formation. In the blink of an eye, his power was transformed into an immortal.

"Nine Immortal Divine Guides, Conclude!!" As the sound was about to fall, the Eight Directions Divine Thunder Seal suddenly paused, and then rushed towards Wu Se like a blast. Hiss~hiss~hiss... without any pause, the eight blue-purple dark lightning seals melted directly into Wu Se, and along with them, the endless protective power of the Immortal Absolute Array. This was the key to protecting Feng Chen from serious injury, and it was also the guide that triggered the vitality of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder to moisten all living things. Because of this, there was a glimmer of hope for survival in the midst of annihilation.

"Go!" When the colorless turned into purple-blue, and then completely turned into purple, Lei Teng pointed with his flag, and said, "That was the seal of the Nine Immortals Divine Guide, which roared up and rushed towards the red refining that was overwhelming the mountains on the thunder pool. Quiet. Yes, it was quiet. There was no power, no sound, and no ups and downs. The Nine Immortals Divine Guide was like a mud cow entering the sea, sinking into the red refining purple cloud without a sound. It was as if it had not happened at all.

Ka~ After a long time, a subtle sound was finally heard. Then the wind started to blow, the thunderclouds rolled, and a black cloud that had been brewing from nowhere slowly appeared, covering the sky. There was a sound of thunder in the black cloud, and it was also mighty, and there was a hint of purple light. The pressure in the thunder pool was originally enough to only crush the wind and dust, but now even Lei Teng and others were having a hard time dealing with it. The hundreds of Thunderbolt Hall disciples in the formation were using their own profound skills to resist. However, the thunder power in the thunder pool was not afraid at all, and it was almost unaffected. Under the great power of heaven, it was still calm and proud. This shows how high its cultivation must be.

However, there was another person in the Thunder Pool who seemed to be unaffected by the Thunder Power. This person was the Lord of Hell Zhuang Mo who was imprisoned in the cage. His cultivation had made countless righteous people look up to him more than a hundred years ago, and now he was even more unfathomable. Zhuang Mo's cultivation was so high that he had long transcended the constraints of the mortal world. His existence seemed to be as old as the heaven and earth, and as bright as the sun and the moon. His eyes revealed a kind of detached indifference, as if all the troubles in the world had nothing to do with him. His aura blended with the surrounding environment, as if he was a part of this world, without beginning or end, eternal and unchanging.

"Master Lei, it's not too late to stop your actions. Once the divine thunder comes, I'm afraid you will regret it." Under the might of heaven, Zhuang Mo spoke again. He seemed to be very concerned about Feng Chen's life and death. He reminded and persuaded him again and again, making people wonder whether he really wanted to repay the favor or had other intentions.

Lei Gong wanted to say "It's okay" casually, but suddenly remembered something else, so he continued: "You once worshipped Tianjizi as your master, why don't you calculate the fate of this child yourself?"

"I have calculated it, but the result is blank. It seems that my Taoism is not deep enough and I cannot peek into the mysteries of the Heavenly Dao." Zhuang Mo replied with a hint of shame.

Lei Gong responded calmly: "That may not be the case. Before this child came here, he had Emperor Cang Yun protecting him and Lord Tiantong helping him deduce his fate. But even they could not predict the fate of this child."

"No wonder..." Zhuang Mo seemed to be thinking about something. After a moment's silence, he continued, "Master Lei, do you want me to not plot against this child?"

"It can be said that today is destined to be a chaotic situation. If someone from Hanmen arrives and anything happens to the child, you will just let him do whatever he wants." There was a deep meaning in Lei Gong's words. He knew that Hanmen would take this opportunity to save Zhuang Mo. The purpose of saying this was to use Zhuang Mo's mouth to tell Hanmen that if anyone dared to use Fengchen as a threat, he would kill him without mercy.

"Master Lei, you worry too much. If Bai Ximeng hadn't broken into the Imperial Garden and led Feng Wanlin to rescue people in the tower, there wouldn't have been the miracle of Ali surviving from desperate situations. How could I possibly harm their orphan for such a great favor?" Zhuang Mo responded frankly without a trace of hypocrisy.

Lei Gong nodded, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, and continued, "Just remember it."

As soon as he finished speaking, a long-brewing roar of divine power came from Thunder Mountain, echoing throughout the entire valley.

Boom~click~

This loud noise not only scared away countless birds and beasts in the Fuyang Mountains, but also awakened many monsters and alien races lurking in the mountains. Even most of the high-ranking practitioners of the Xuanmen sect in the distance were able to sense it.

"Hmm? This is...?"

In the dim light, someone's voice was heard mumbling with a hint of confusion and doubt.

At this moment, he no longer had the energy to scream in pain, as all his attention was focused on the operation of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art. Even the remaining demonic energy and the Nine Nether Demonic Grudge contained in it were too much for him to care about at this moment. He knew that no matter how difficult the predicament was, he had to go all out to introduce the divine thunder. Otherwise, once the Nine Nether appeared, he would not be able to guarantee how much chance he had of surviving.

He heard a click, followed by a rumble of thunder. Eight extremely powerful purple thunderbolts fell into the thunder pool like a fuse. This might was far beyond the purple thunder waterfall that hung upside down in the red refining. Although the thunder waterfall was mighty, it was just an unwarranted venting of the power of heaven. Although it was raging, it was blind and purposeless and could not really exert its power. However, these eight thunderbolts were led down by the Immortal Absolute Array. Each strike had a clear target, and its power was carefully controlled, far beyond the thunder waterfall. The Nine Immortal God Guide was personally carried out by the Thunderbolt Hall's Taoist Master Lei Teng, and the Immortal Absolute Palm had its own unique evolution.

Less talk, more watching, I saw that the eight purple thunders, several feet thick, carrying the might of the sky, revealing endless rays of light, and when they filled the sky, they finally smashed into the thunder pool and headed straight for the altar. With the long-lasting roar in the ears, the entire Nine Heavens Thunder Pool trembled, and the countless thunder forces, like subjects bowing to the king, gave way and made a passage for the altar.

The eight thunders moved, and the eight wastelands responded. The eight statues on the altar responded accordingly. The sixteen thunders that had been staring at the evil spirit turned around and received the divine thunder. Every two thunders merged into one, passing through the lavender light curtain outside the altar that was about to trap and kill Jiuyou, and led the divine thunder in.

A burst of lightning arcs sounded, and eight purple divine thunders followed the thunder light and melted into their corresponding statues in an instant. The statues received this power, as if they were given life, and they jumped onto the eight-sided lightning flames in front of them. As the red flames burned, the eight strange beasts came to life, no longer showing any sign of death.

"Hey! Finally... here..." Feng Chenqiang withstood the pressure, turned his head slightly, and glanced at the surrounding scene. He saw eight strange beasts bathed in thunder and fire, covered in rosy clouds, like ancient fire beasts, majestic and awe-inspiring.

oooo~

As if they sensed someone was watching them, or perhaps it was the right thing to do, the eight beasts actually roared to the sky with great intelligence. The eight magical instruments in their mouths were also swallowed into their stomachs, and with them came a majestic momentum that shocked people.

"Uh~"

The whistling sound swept across the altar, and Fengchen was shaken so much that his mind trembled, and the magic flames around him also shook three times. The divine thoughts brought by the body of the soul were also pressed back and forced back, and he could not even release them three feet in front of him.

"This... is so effective?" Feng Chen was stunned at first, somewhat puzzled by the meaning. But just as he was about to ponder, he suddenly discovered that his soul power was a little more condensed and thicker than before. It turned out that the eight-headed beast, with the power of the Purple Sky Divine Thunder, was not in a hurry to refine Feng Chen's body, but Lei Teng outside the Thunder Pool, controlled by the connection of the Immortal Absolute Array. The purpose was to condense the soul power for Feng Chen first, so that when Jiuyou escaped from the trap later, he would have more capital to resist. Although time was tight and the methods were limited, it was inevitable that some of them would be a drop in the bucket, but it was better than nothing. Maybe it was precisely because of this extra bit of thickness and solidity that he could hold on for a little longer, and let Lei Gong take advantage of this moment to force Jiuyou back or kill him, saving Feng Chen's life.

"It seems to be the method of the second uncle of the Lei family, but the current situation is urgent, so it should be like this." After a while, Feng Chen felt that the pressure that forced the divine thoughts to retreat was slowly subsiding, and he felt so in his heart. He had already understood the purpose of this, and knew that it was a great danger of life and death, and he must be fully prepared. He also remembered that Lei Gong had said before that as long as he did not lose his thoughts, he would not die, and the method he had just taught him to deal with Jiuyou, that he should use his Yuanshen to force the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art, and try to draw the divine thunder into the body as much as possible as a protection.

So, while the divine thunder in front of him hadn't moved, he hurriedly thought about whether there was anything missing: "In addition to the protection of my father's divine weapon, we must defend Qingming no matter what. As a last resort, I will sacrifice half of my blood essence. Who knows, Xiaoyu's blood power may have some miraculous effect." "As long as we can delay it for a while, Uncle Lei will be able to force Jiuyou out, and then... eh? Let's start..."

creak~

Squeak~squeak~ga~ga~ga…

Feng Chen was thinking about how to deal with it when he heard strange noises coming from all directions. He immediately knew that it was a sign that the divine thunder was about to move and converge on the platform below him. Sure enough, the eight beasts on the eight stone pillars, with their feet on the fire of thunder and flames and their bodies shining with dazzling rays of light, were now staring at the platform, using their magical powers to roar at Feng Chen again.