When the first bolt of thunder struck, Yun Feiyin waved towards the sky.
"Old rules! Double! I want double the thunder!"
"It's better to chop it slower, chop it for three days and three nights. I don't believe the elders who are waiting for us will not be able to arrive in time!"
Twice that is one hundred and eight, which would take a long time, but Yun Feiyin still hoped it would last a little longer.
After all, this amount can definitely break the protective formation into pieces, and he doesn't want Xiaoqi and the others to be exposed to danger too early.
Inside the protective formation, Yun Feimiao was not idle either.
In this case, blindly strengthening the formation is useless.
Moreover, the size of a formation barrier is limited, and the number of talismans that can be attached is limited. Once the appropriate amount is exceeded, it will make the formation weaker.
Yun Feimiao took out a few lightning rods and asked Xie Yang to help him set up a lightning array to absorb all the lightning power that fell on the protective array.
He can also intercept this part of the lightning power to draw a few thunder talismans.
He himself does not possess the spiritual root of thunder, so if he wants to draw a powerful thunder-attribute talisman, he must rely on external forces. Now is a good opportunity.
Moreover, it was the lightning and thunder emitted from the Spirit Transformation Stage, which was enough for him.
Of course, the power of this thunder force talisman is not as strong as Yun Feiyin's thunder talisman, but it also has the pressure of the thunder tribulation of the Spirit Transformation Stage, which can intimidate many evil cultivators.
Yun Feimiao held the pen in his right hand and kept drawing talismans, while with his left hand he spread out the talisman paper and drank some soul-restoring medicine, and he was very busy.
When the disciples of Yaowang Sect saw this, they quickly sent him a few bottles of Huilingdan.
Yun Feimiao tasted one pill from each bottle and found that Jiang Qingruo's pill tasted the best, a bit like the sweet and sour fish he loved.
The pills made by Qi Yuli and Mu Qinrou also tasted good, with a unique sweetness mixed with fruity and floral aromas. They were refreshing when they entered the mouth, and there were almost no impurities.
The quality of the pills sent by Liu Songlan was also good, but the taste was ordinary, with only a pure medicinal flavor without the bitterness. It was neither delicious nor unpalatable.
The medicine his second sister gave him had a familiar rose scent, rich and sweet. Yun Feimiao couldn't help but take two more sips.
Song Yucha's pills have a tea flavor, which is light at first but leaves a long-lasting aftertaste.
The taste of other people's pills was different. Yun Feimiao felt that most of them were just average, and only one bottle was so bitter that it left a deep impression on him.
Yun Feimiao quickly stuffed the bottle of bitter medicine into the storage bead that he used least often.
The others were stored in the storage beads he used to store his pills.
Leave a few bottles of his favorite flavors outside and eat them as snacks.
His spiritual power was constantly consumed by drawing talismans, and he recovered it by taking drugs.
The speed of recovery varies, but the speed of consumption is getting faster and faster.
By the time Yun Feimiao finally couldn't paint anymore, three days had passed.
Yun Feiyin only had the last three thunders of tribulation left to overcome. The ground was covered in charred ashes, and not even the corpse of the evil cultivator was left.
The Lianxu evil cultivator's armor that was previously stuck to the protective formation had long been chopped to ashes, and even his soul could not escape.
Lianxu Xie Xiu Yi, who was hiding far away, was also trembling, not knowing whether he should continue to wait.
He was unwilling to leave like this, but if he didn't leave, he always felt...
Lianxu Xie Xiuyi's bad premonition became stronger and stronger. At first, he thought it was the multiplied pressure of the last three thunders, so he hesitated and did not leave.
By the time he realized something was wrong, a sword had already penetrated his dantian and rotated three times.
The moment the sword energy entered his dantian, it burst out like sparks, and the sparks rushed into his limbs and bones at the fastest speed, not only severely damaging his dantian, but also destroying every inch of his meridians.
What a vicious sword energy!
Lianxu Xie Xiu Yi thought that the elders from Jianlu Peak of Wanjian Sect had arrived, so he immediately took out a magic talisman and tried to escape.
Unexpectedly, the opponent's movements were faster than his. Three lightning talismans from the Spirit Transformation Stage directly hit him, blowing him to pieces. Not only that, the arm that could have been saved was now completely hopeless.
However, the Thunder Talisman of the Spirit Transformation Stage?
Lianxu Xie Xiu Yi turned around in shock, only to see a young man wearing the uniform of the Wanjian Sect's Jian Cangfeng's direct disciple standing behind him.
The other person had an extraordinary handsome face, and his figure was as straight as a pine or cypress, but there was no expression on his face. The way he looked at him was like looking at a dead person, without any of the righteousness that other disciples of the Wanjian Sect should have.
"You...you are Ye Zheng?"
Lianxu Xie Xiu Yi found it unbelievable, but soon burst into laughter.
Ye Zheng, the chief disciple of the Wanjian Sect and the most talented person among the disciples of the seven major sects in this generation, actually has an inner demon?
Even though Ye Zheng concealed it very well, Lianxu Xie Xiu Yi, who had specialized in studying the inner demons of righteous disciples, could tell at a glance that something was wrong with Ye Zheng.
He couldn't contain his joy. For the first time, he felt that God had opened his eyes and these hypocritical noble families had finally received their retribution!
Ye Zheng is a role model for this generation of righteous disciples. Once the news of his inner demon spreads, who knows how many righteous disciples' enthusiasm for cultivation will be suppressed.
When the time comes, they will fan the flames and use public opinion to force the seven major sects to execute Ye Zheng. That scene will definitely be exciting.
The more Lianxu Xie Xiuyi thought about it, the more beautiful it seemed. However, his dantian became more and more painful, making it impossible for him to maintain the smile on his face.
He wanted to mobilize the strength in his body to shake off the sword, but his dantian was damaged and he was unable to gather strength.
Instead, Ye Zheng took the initiative to draw his sword, and then stabbed it towards his heart.
Lianxu Xie Xiu Yi hurriedly dodged, but was kicked forward fiercely by Ye Zheng.
That kick seemed to be imbued with divine power, and it almost kicked the evil cultivator back into the range of the thunder tribulation.
The evil cultivator suddenly had a premonition that it would be difficult for him to leave here alive today.
He quickly took out a communication jade pendant specially used by evil cultivators, intending to spread the news about Ye Zheng first.
Suddenly, a golden light flashed before his eyes, and the jade pendant in his hand was snatched away by a golden lamb.
Then came another kick in the face, pushing him forward a few more steps.
Ye Zheng was very clear about the nature of the evil cultivators. He could understand what the other party wanted to do with just one look, so he naturally would not let the other party succeed.
He must not become a stain on the Wanjian Sect, nor could he become a breakthrough point for righteous disciples to be instigated and bewitched by evil cultivators.
Therefore, this evil cultivator in front of him must die here today.
What's more, the other party's motives are not pure. Isn't he hiding in the dark and spying just to plot against Xiaoyin?
For this reason alone, this evil cultivator deserves to die.
But he was not completely sure that he could kill the other person, so he left it to God.
The evil cultivator naturally also realized Ye Zheng's purpose and tried his best to escape. In the end, because his dantian was unable to gather strength, he was kicked into the range of the thunder tribulation by Ye Zheng and the little golden sheep.
Boom boom boom——
Three consecutive thunderbolts fell like splitting branches, especially the last one, which carried a force that seemed to be able to penetrate the continent, and smashed the evil cultivator into ashes, destroying his soul and spirit, without even having time to let out a scream.
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