Chapter 420 This is the fate of those who dare to offend him

After a while, Xiao Jue and Qing Xuan had finished explaining what happened in the Thunder Pool.

After they entered, they were knocked unconscious by Di Yange.

After waking up, Xiao Jue was caught to block the thunder, and even his hair was struck white by lightning.

After that, what they saw was Di Yange holding the treasure.

There was nothing about them at all.

It was too unfair for them to be detained here as son-in-law.

However, at this time, Xiao Jue clearly hated Di Yange very much, but he could not feel any anger towards her, and even wanted to obey her.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. Xiao Jue had already been severely injured by the old ancestor, and now he was so angry that he almost fell down.

The old ancestor frowned as he listened to what the two said, but he believed that they would not lie because of the contract.

So he could only look at Di Yange with hope.

Di Yange showed the two things in front of everyone without a care.

But she never cared about what a contract was.

She just showed off the artifact and talked about the benefits of the things. As for the side effects, she didn't mention them at all.

This bracelet, in addition to the side effect of strengthening the thunder, can not only hold things infinitely, but also condense the essence of thunder from time to time.

And this whip, except for the side effect of backlash, is a very powerful thunder artifact. Needless to say, you can see how powerful the artifact is.

After listening, everyone was a little jealous, including the old ancestor.

Although he was jealous, these were only material possessions, and what the ancestor wanted was something that would allow him to ascend.

"No more???" The ancestor stared at her in disbelief.

"There's more, you better watch out."

Di Yange chuckled, and in an instant the headband turned into a whip made of lightning.

When everyone was looking at her intently, they saw that she had already whipped the ancestor.

Although Zi Yue was his descendant, the ancestor had seriously injured Zi Yue for this little benefit.

It would be unacceptable if he didn't take action.

The ancestor was also listening attentively to the little secret that Di Yange was about to reveal. After all, the contract was signed, and the three of them would work like slaves for the Holy Land of Desolate Thunder for free for the rest of their lives.

So he never expected that what he would face was a whip from Di Yange.

The whip hit his face.

Whether it hurt or not is not the point. The point is that the whip blew away all his face for several years.

Everyone present, except Di Yange and Xiao Jue, knelt on the ground in an instant, not even daring to raise their heads. When

the ancestor is angry, who can withstand it.

At this time, everyone has only one thing in mind.

Which bastard brought this lunatic here.

The thought that this lunatic has become the stolen son-in-law of their Huanglei Holy Land.

Can they live well in the days to come?

But the culprit is still there with his hands on his waist, arrogantly saying: "Xiao Yue is my wife now, you hurt her like that, I must fight back."

Look at this reason, there is nothing wrong with it.

As a stolen son-in-law, of course he has to seek justice for his wife.

Di Yange said again: "But you are Xiaoyue's ancestor after all. If I hit you, I would be committing

a crime of insubordination. Go ahead, come on." After saying that, she put away the whip and looked at the ancestor with a scar on his face, her face full of smugness.

If it weren't for Ziyue's face, she would have hit him a few more times.

But it should be enough. Just look at the ancestor's face that dark, she will have to wear small shoes in the future.

"Boy, you are very good. I will teach you the secret book of wild thunder now."

Although he said so, the ancestor's voice was terribly gloomy.

Then, the ancestor raised his hand, and three air balls the size of longan emerged from his body.

Two of them were white, and the other was dark red.

As expected, two white balls flew towards Xiao Jue and Qing Xuan, while the crimson one flew towards her.

If it was a serious thing, she would naturally disdain to take it.

But this crimson one, looking at those kneeling people trembling there, knew that it must not be a serious thing.

So she did not resist and let it fly into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Then, except for the addition of a set of skills in her memory, she had no other experience.

So she asked directly: "Ancestor, why is my color different from theirs?"

The ancestor smiled kindly.

"What I give you is naturally the best thing."

However, that smile did not reach his eyes, and it was even a little gloomy.

Di Yange understood instantly.

There must be something wrong with this skill.

There might be some backlash, going astray, exploding at the slightest disagreement, and other effects.

"You will know after you practice."

The old ancestor said, and then left in a hurry.

Because he was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would beat Di Yange to death on the spot.

Although there was nothing wrong with the other party's behavior, as a son-in-law, protecting his wife was what she should do.

Of course, he didn't kill her. There was another point. He still didn't believe that this sea of ​​thunder would only have these two things.

There must be other things that even the three of them didn't know.

So before everything was figured out, he wouldn't let the three of them die.

As for the skills he gave the three of them, translated into English, Xiao Jue and Qingxuan got the ordinary version, while Di Yange got the enhanced version.

The ordinary version of the skills means practicing step by step, and how high you can reach depends on your talent.

Although the enhanced version of the technique is a good thing, the process of practicing it is extremely painful, and even if you succeed in practicing it, you may still feel miserable every day. But once you succeed, your strength will definitely be twice as high as the ordinary version.

This enhanced version has been passed down until now, and even their ancestors have never mastered it.

If you succeed, you will feel miserable and work like a slave for the Holy Land of Thunder.

If you fail, your cultivation will be destroyed and you will be enslaved for the rest of your life in the Holy Land of Thunder.

This is the fate of those who dare to offend him.