Fengyunlu

“You can see it but you can’t touch it. Even if you are the only one who survived among the three swords of heaven, earth and man, now you can only stare blankly.” Lei Gong stood in the beam of light, his voice calm but cold enough to make people shiver.

The sloppy guy didn't look surprised at all, as if he had expected Lei Gong to do this. His eyelids drooped, and his eyes were indifferent, with no intention of fighting back.

But the people around were all stunned. The people in Chunming Pavilion couldn't help but gasp. Xia Tianchang and Qiu Lingjin looked at each other with shock in their eyes. Dong Xuegui also shook his head and sighed. Even the Blood Crows beside A Li were stunned.

Only Zhuang Mo remained calm. He glanced at the sloppy man from time to time, with a strange light in his eyes. He seemed to have a guess in his mind, but he was not sure if it was correct.

Everyone was so shocked because Lei Gong's actions were as solid as a rock. The beam of light seemed random, but it contained a power beyond the Saint level. The momentum was clearly a realm above Hunyuan. This realm was a rare commodity in Xuanmen. Even in the glorious era when immortals fought, it could definitely occupy a place.

Therefore, even if these Xuanmen masters were not convinced in their hearts, they had to bow their heads first. Just as Lei Gong said, even if the three swords of Jianyinmen were gathered together at the beginning, facing the current Lei Gong, they could only watch and could not intervene.

However, his thunder power is still at the Hunyuan level and has not yet surpassed the Saint level. Although no one knows how he reached this level, it seems that his ability can only be exerted within the thunder pool. He cannot step out, let alone hurt others.

"The Ninth Heaven is already the limit, Hall Master Lei. If you force your way through the Zhou Tian, ​​the consequences will be serious." The sloppy man finally spoke. Although he hadn't said anything, he couldn't help but remind him, and he sounded eager to try.

Lei Gong was in the beam of light, his power was as great as a rainbow, but for some reason, he just didn't take any action, as if he was waiting for some special moment.

Lei Gong nodded and shook his head after hearing the slovenly man's words. He asked calmly, "You defected to the enemy forces. The demise of the Sword Hidden Sect wasn't caused by you, right?"

When the sloppy man heard this, his eyes tightened, as if a sore spot had been poked. His breathing became disordered and he suddenly exploded, shocking everyone around him back a few steps.

The people of Chunming Pavilion were shocked again. They looked at the slovenly man and thought to themselves, when they first arrived, they knew that this man was unfathomable. Even if everyone joined forces, they might not be able to beat him. They didn't expect him to be so strong. The aura he accidentally emitted was enough to overwhelm everyone. If they really fought, they might not be able to survive a single round.

But, how could such a powerful person like him join the poor family? Listening to Lei Gong's tone, he seemed to be a member of the Hidden Sword Sect, a master in the past. It was unbelievable that such a person was willing to be an enemy, but he just appeared here, and it seemed that he had not tried his best.

“Besides, although the aura around you is as vast as the heavens, you are still wandering in the world of mortals. There must be something in your heart that you can't let go of.” When Lei Gong said this, everyone in Chunming Pavilion, including Zhuang Mo, was stunned.

If the previous shock was still acceptable, Zhuang Mo could still understand the principle that there are always people better than you. As for the matter of the Hidden Sword Sect, both the good and evil sides did not figure it out at the time and simply pushed all the responsibility onto the poor family.

But now after hearing what Lei Gong said, this sloppy man's cultivation had actually reached the Zhoutian realm. Others might not know, but Zhuang Mo understood what this meant. His Pili Hall's Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art had nine levels of nine heavens, and above that was the Zhoutian Immortal God, which had surpassed the realm of Xuanmen and reached the level of immortals, gods, ghosts and demons.

Such a person has never existed in the history of the Great Dao Struggle. How could he be willing to be inferior to a humble family? Zhuang Mo's eyes were full of surprise and his heart was full of doubts. Others were even more shocked than him.

Although everyone present, except A Li and Zhuang Mo, did not know how profound the Pili Hall's skills were, but as people of the Xuanmen, how could they not know the power of the Nine Heavens Nine Stages of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Art? Suddenly hearing the thunder skill mention the Zhou Tian power, coupled with his current momentum, he thought that he was also on the path of immortals and gods. Although it seemed a bit forced, he still surpassed the saint level after all.

No one expected that after Lei Gong's shocking words, he would do something shocking. The sloppy man actually had the ability to rival Lei Gong, and he had the ability to perform at will without any sense of reluctance. How could this not shock people?

After a long silence, Zhuang Mo looked back at Ali. Both the brother and sister smiled bitterly. Ali even shook her head. In her heart, she silently compared the gap between her husband, the Demon King, and this sloppy man. But after comparing them, she felt powerless. Beyond the Saint level, the gap in realm was simply a world of difference.

At that moment, everyone at the scene, except Zhuang Mo, felt as if something had hit them hard, and a feeling of failure spread silently around the thunder pool. In the end, Feng Chen was the first to come to his senses. He slowly turned his gaze towards the sloppy guy, with an unusual light in his eyes. It was obvious that his fighting spirit was stronger than ever before.

Zhuang Mo noticed Feng Chen's actions and immediately understood something. He thought to himself, this kid is just as determined as his father in terms of Taoism. With such talent, he will definitely be able to break through the restrictions of immortals, gods, ghosts and demons. Besides, that sloppy guy has already touched the threshold of cultivation. Since someone has done it, he will definitely be able to break free from the shackles.

"I really didn't expect that the Thunderbolt Hall had such a trick up its sleeve. But since Hall Master Lei has this ability, he should understand that even with these, it can't stop us from leaving." Moqiu's voice floated faintly from the Thunder Pool, and the voice was getting closer and closer. It was obvious that he had achieved the purpose of this trip.

"That's not necessarily true." Lei Gong was still so confident that even the people around him began to wonder where his confidence came from.

Then, as if to reveal the mystery in everyone's mind, snowflakes began to float in the sky, falling down in large numbers. The rain and snow that had been swept away by the sloppy man's sword had now turned into a white sky, being skillfully utilized by Lei Gong. It turned out that the magical power of winter snow returning to the four seasons was also skillfully utilized by Lei Gong and became his weapon.

Snow falls in the sky! !

Ali muttered softly, her voice was almost inaudible. Zhuang Mo patted her shoulder gently and nodded slightly, indicating that the current situation was safe.

Someone nearby heard her voice and thought she was worried about Lei Gong's special skills, but they didn't know that her eyes were already slightly red, full of worry, and a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed by.

However, Fengchen was right beside her, and his innate spirit had its own magical qualities. Although his cultivation was not deep enough, some things were right in front of her and she could sense them without any deliberate effort.

Fengchen glanced at her lightly, and Ali immediately felt his gaze. A light flashed in her eyes, and then she quickly hid all her emotions.

Feng Chen knew that she didn't want others to notice, so he didn't ask any more questions, pretending that nothing had happened, and asked Zhuang Mo casually: "Uncle Zhuang, my uncle Lei is injured, will there be any problems if he fights like this?"

Zhuang Mo smiled and said, "Don't worry, he's in the thunder pool, everything will be fine once he moves. But..."

Feng Chen saw that he hadn't finished speaking, and became anxious: "But what?"

Zhuang Mo looked a little worried, but he didn't know how to start, so he shook his head and said lightly: "I have been under the Thunder Pond for a hundred years. In addition to the Demon Flame Edge, there must be some treasure in that mysterious formation. Mo Qiu came here this time, most likely for it. Logically speaking, your Uncle Lei could kill Mo Qiu in the Thunder Pond with just one move, and there shouldn't be this scene of snow falling from the sky. But he did it anyway, there must be something important to protect, or some big trouble is coming. In short, he is risking his life, it must be no small matter."

"Trade my life for it..." Feng Chen muttered to himself, feeling unsure.

He understood and figured it out. He had gotten into big trouble this time, so Lei Gong sent him to the Thunder Pond to refine his body. If not for this, how could the Han Clan have the opportunity to attack the Thunderbolt Hall. For so many years, the Han Clan had not made any move, obviously because they had no chance. How could he not regret having caused such a big trouble while refining his body?

Thinking of this, Feng Chen couldn't help but look at Zhuang Mo: "Uncle Zhuang, you are very capable. I've said before that you would definitely help me if I have any problems. Now my Uncle Lei may be in trouble, so I beg you to help him."

At the end, Feng Chen actually bowed and asked Zhuang Mo for help. But before he could bend down, Zhuang Mo held him up.

"There's no need to be like this. I keep my word. I will do my best to help you with any request you have." Zhuang Mo said as he helped Feng Chen up.

Feng Chen looked at him gratefully, and then asked, "So, Uncle Zhuang is willing to help Uncle Lei?"

“Of course, but your Uncle Lei is using Snow Falling Sky, which is a move that burns the essence and blood, and no one can help. It is not easy for us to intervene now. His aura is too strong, and no one can get close except that mysterious man. There is no need for help now. Wait until his strength is exhausted and he uses his killing moves. If there is any danger, I will take action.” After Zhuang Mo finished speaking, he exchanged glances with A Li, as if he had already decided something.

Feng Chen was too worried to notice these things. He just nodded and stared at Lei Gong.

The two of them were chatting so casually and without any precautions, but they were heard clearly by the people around them. Now, the onlookers were extremely curious and were extremely interested in the content of their conversation.

The four brothers of Beichen Palace frowned after hearing this. They all knew that Zhuang Mo had stirred up the martial arts world a hundred years ago and his strength was unfathomable. Now another hundred years have passed, who knows how much stronger he has become. Although he is not as strong as the mysterious man, he is not easy to mess with. In addition, he is A Li's brother, and the attitude of the demon king must also be taken into consideration. So, if the situation gets chaotic again, and Zhuang Mo helps or stops Pili Hall, what should they do? This made them fall into deep thought, not knowing what to do.

The brothers looked at each other and exchanged glances for a long time, but couldn't figure out what was going on. They all looked hesitant, as if they were waiting for something, or hesitating about something.

Their abnormality was discovered by Xue Ya and the others. Xue Ya pulled the person next to him, and when their eyes met, they understood each other's thoughts. They thought to themselves that no matter how the situation developed in a while, as long as Zhuang Mo made a move, they had to fully support him. After all, the big bet had to be right, because he was the hall master's brother.

Thinking of this, the two of them shrank inward, their bodies unconsciously leaning outward, secretly preparing themselves, as if a fight could break out at any time.

To make a long story short, these people have their own thoughts, so let's not talk about them for now. Just look at the thunder pool, a black smoke suddenly came out, and then the fog seemed to be endless, constantly pouring out of the thunder pool. Now, everyone present felt an indescribable tension.

Lei Gong remained calm, raised his hands in the air, bathed in the beam of light, and stared at the sloppy man. In his opinion, as long as the guy didn't move, he could control the world at will, and he could solve everything without taking action himself.

The sloppy man just looked at Lei Chi indifferently. He had straightened his robe and hat since Mo Qiu said that. Now that the mist had come out, he raised his eyes, a cold light flashed, and stared at Lei Gong intently, as if he had the same idea as Lei Gong, that as long as he moved, he would be as powerful as thunder.

Lei Gong's eyes tightened at this time, as if he wanted to see clearly who the sloppy man was. He tried his best, but still couldn't recognize him. In his memory, the masters of the Hidden Sword Sect who practiced the Hidden Sword Technique flashed by one after another, but no one's face was similar to his, and even the temperament was not right.

Who is he? This question kept echoing in Lei Gong's mind. He really couldn't figure it out. Logically speaking, with his current level of cultivation, he couldn't have been an unknown person back then, but he just had no impression of him at all.

Finally, Lei Gong shook his head and secretly decided in his heart that no matter who he was, after today's game, he must personally investigate the matter thoroughly. This is not only related to the struggle between good and evil, but also to an old story.

That old incident also involved a knot in Lei Gong's heart that he couldn't untie. Even though this knot was right in front of him, even though it was already a thing of the past, who doesn't have a piece of pure land in their heart that they are not willing to share with others?

But who knows, outside this pure land, are there people who are watching from afar, wanting to get closer but not daring to touch. This may be the most subtle relationship between people. Just as everyone was in a tense standoff, the black smoke and fog in the thunder pool suddenly condensed into a huge demon shadow. The demon shadow let out a deafening roar and rushed towards Lei Gong's light column. Lei Gong's face changed, and his hands quickly formed seals. The light column instantly became brighter, temporarily blocking the demon shadow. The sloppy man's eyes were stern, and the aura around him surged, as if he was ready to help Lei Gong. And Mo Qiu's voice came from the demon shadow again: "Lei Gong, don't think about stopping us today."

At this time, Zhuang Mo realized that the power of the demon shadow did not come from the demon hill alone, and there seemed to be a more powerful force behind it. He whispered to A Li and Feng Chen, "The situation is not good. The power behind this demon shadow is not simple. We must be prepared for contingency."

Just as the demon shadow and the light column were in a stalemate, a mysterious sword light suddenly shot from a distance and headed straight for the demon shadow. Wherever the sword light went, the black smoke and fog of the demon shadow dissipated. Everyone looked in the direction of the sword light in astonishment, only to see a figure rushing towards them. Who was he, and why did he take action at this time?