"Three Void Three Sounds Thunder?"
When the cultivators on the stage heard this, there was an uproar.
Of the three great divine abilities passed down by Patriarch Damu, the most profound was the 'Ten Thousand Kilograms Tranquility', and the most powerful was the 'Three Void Three Sound Thunder'.
However, because this divine ability was not easy to comprehend, it was split into two by Grand Master Da Mi and taught to two children, who were later the founders of Zhong Tai and Xuan Yue sects. One of them received the first half and the other received the second half.
Zhong Tai had used this to deduce the "Sound Silencing Thunder Technique", and Xuan Yue had created it from this.
"Hundredfold Cloud Shocking Lightning."
The cultivators of the two sects knew that only by combining the two scrolls into one could this great technique be used again. However, Rong Junzhong said that he was using this technique Just Now. The cultivators of Zhong Tai were all shocked.
At first, Sect Leader Qiao was shocked, but now he had calmed down. He thought carefully, then suddenly raised his head and said, "That's not right. When the Three Sounds Three Air Thunder is activated, it's invisible and colorless, and it's accompanied by a pleasant sound. Although your thunder technique is similar to the rumors, when you use it, there's white smoke. It's clearly derived from the 'Hundred Cloud Shocking Thunder'!"
Not to mention the fact that the first volume was still in Zhong Tai's hands, according to what he knew, once this divine ability was unleashed, the lightning would rub against each other, and the more it accumulated, the more violent it became, the more it exploded, and in the end, it covered the heavens and the earth. Everywhere the sound of the lightning passed, it became a purgatory, and it was absolutely not something that the noise before his eyes could compare to.
Rong Junzhong's expression did not change as he said, "Sect Leader Qiao, you may not know this, but for thousands of years, Xuan Yue Sect has used this sect's thunder technique as its foundation. We have learned from other sects' strong points and have finally achieved this technique. I believe that this technique is already seventy percent as powerful as the original technique. As long as Xuan Yue Sect continues to produce outstanding talents, we will one day be able to break away from the old ways. It's not impossible for it to surpass Patriarch's technique. "
On the other side, Elder Yan couldn't bear to listen any longer. He said sternly, "Arrogant! Is the divine ability passed down by the Ancestral Master something that a junior like you can casually change? This is a treacherous and heinous act! "
Rong Jun chuckled and said, "What the Founding Master passed down is the Founding Master's Dao, not my Dao. Times have changed, why should I, the descendants of the younger generation, cling to the established Dao? I heard that Sect Master Qiao had long since wanted to pull himself together, but it was you bunch of rotten things who risked your lives to stop him. Like a rubber pillar, it bulged and trembled. Otherwise, there wouldn't be today's situation. "
When the junior disciples on the stage heard this, some of them were confused, some of them seemed to be deep in thought, and some of them looked confused.
Elder Yan saw how Zhang Xuan was able to stir up their emotions with just a few words. Instantly, he was both shocked and furious. He repeatedly said, "Shut up! Shut up! "
Sect Leader Qiao agreed with Rong Junzhong's words. However, he couldn't say it out loud. He only said coldly, "Since you, Xuan Yue, have already formed your own clan, how can you steal this name?"
Rong Junzhong looked around. Raising his hand, he casually nodded and said nonchalantly, "Once you, Zhongtai, are dead, who would care?"
The surroundings instantly fell into silence.
Elder Yan was so angry that his entire body was shaking. He gritted his teeth and said, "Today, either you die, or I die!"
Sect Leader Qiao was silent for a moment before he slowly said, "There's no point in talking too much. Let's see who's the real deal."
He returned to his carriage and called Du Shixun over. In a solemn voice, he asked, "Son, do you have any chance of winning against this person?"
Du Shixun said proudly, "I have a Heavenly Armor, why should I be afraid of him?
Sect Leader Qiao saw that his son was so full of fighting spirit. On one hand, he was gratified, but on the other hand, he was worried. Although Du Shixun was unstoppable in fights within the sect, Rong Junzhong was a character that appeared once in a thousand years. He was far from an ordinary person, and it was hard to predict who would win.
Du Shixun took out a Vermilion Bird Armor from his sleeve and put it on. When he was done, Madam Zhao came up to him and helped him put on the "Purple Phoenix Woven Golden Cloak" that she borrowed from the Feng Xiang Sect. She reminded him, "My son, you must be careful."
Du Shixun said confidently, "Mother, don't worry. Rong Junzhong has used two supernatural powers consecutively, which means that he has already exposed himself. I have a way to take him down."
Madam Zhao nodded and said softly, "Go."
Du Shixun took two steps forward and took out a Formation-Breaking Wolf Fang Awl that was about ten feet long. He weighed it in his hands, and with a stomp of his feet, he rushed into the sky with his head held high.
When Rong Junzhong saw that it was him, he looked at him for a while and said, "I have long heard of Fellow Daoist Du's name."
Du Shixun pointed the Formation-Breaking Awl at him and said, "Rong Junzhong, I will take your life today. What else do you have to say? Say it quickly."
Rong Junzhong actually looked serious and said, "I do have something to say to you later."
Du Shixun snorted and did not have the patience to talk to him anymore. He suddenly shouted and raised the Formation-Breaking Wolf Fang Awl in his hand. With a whoosh, he smashed it down on Rong Junzhong's head. A strong gust of wind immediately blew, and Rong Junzhong's clothes fluttered under the pressure of the attack.
Rong Junzhong remained unmoved. Suddenly, a beam of white light shot out from the top of his head, and a cloud of smoke emerged from it. It looked like a human palm, but upon closer inspection, it was a three-fingered fork. With a single thought, the fork flew out and collided with the Array Breaking Awl. A loud clanging sound was heard, echoing for a long time.
When Headmaster Qiao saw this item, his expression became slightly tense.
The Xuan Yue School's "Three Guang Hui Essentials" had three transformations: Mountain Transformation, Cloud Transformation, and Earthquake Transformation. When cultivated to a high level, it could be changed according to one's heart, making it impossible for others to grasp it.
This three-fingered fork had been refined by Rong Junzhong, and could change according to one's heart. In the last battle, the three elders of Zhong Tai were not able to react in time and were killed before they could use their skills. Rong Junzhong did not even use up much of his mana. If not for this, he would have been able to fight to a draw.
When Du Shixun saw the three-fingered fork coming towards him, he raised his Heavenly Weapon and wanted to push it away. Suddenly, he felt his hand sink, as if he was not holding onto a flying fork, but a mountain. His body was about to fall forward, but he did not panic. With a "hey", he tried to stabilize himself.
But at this moment, the three-fingered fork suddenly turned into a wisp of smoke and flew away. The head of the awl became lighter.
At this moment, just as he was exerting his strength, there was nothing in front of him, and he could not help but fall backward.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the cloud of smoke circled around his body several dozen times in an instant, and then pulled inwards, actually binding him tightly.
He suddenly let out a loud roar and shook his shoulders. His body suddenly grew taller, and in an instant, he became ten feet tall, and the cloud ropes around him collapsed.
Rong Junzhong's expression did not change. Under the guidance of his mind, the flying fork circled around Du Shixun and attacked him like a storm. It kept changing, sometimes it was like a mountain pressing down, sometimes it was like a fine silk, and sometimes it was like a landslide. At its most powerful point, in the blink of an eye, it had changed more than twenty times.
The people below were frightened, and they broke out in a cold sweat. With such a fierce attack, if they were not careful, they would be defeated and killed. While they were frightened, they were also shocked. Du Shixun was indeed a strength cultivator. His body was as strong as steel, and he was protected by a precious armor. Even if he was hit repeatedly, he would be fine. If it was them, they would not have been able to withstand it.
Although Du Shixun was not afraid, every time he tried to take a few hits to get closer to Rong Junzhong, he was pushed back by the flying fork. Up until now, the distance between the two of them was getting farther and farther.
At this moment, he was getting impatient. He kept the Formation Breaking Awl on his back, and with a surge of spiritual vigor, a ray of divine light appeared in his eyes.
His eyes could see through the illusions of spiritual vigor, and at this moment, he could see all the changes in the three-fingered fork clearly. Finding an opening, he punched, and with a loud bang, the cloud that was still changing was dispersed. Then, he took a step forward and turned into a ball of red flames, rushing towards Rong Junzhong.
Elder Yan snorted and shook his head. "My son, you can't keep your composure. Your body is as strong as steel, so what if you get hurt a few times? If you keep this magical power, you can use it at a critical moment, and you can turn the tables. You shouldn't have used it so early. "
Rong Junzhong's eyes narrowed. Strength cultivators usually did not have as long a time as Qi cultivators. He wanted to use the exquisite changes in the treasure to trap Du Shixun and slowly exhaust his mana. Then, he would find an opportunity to kill him. However, Du Shixun could see through the changes, so he could only change his strategy.
He thought for a while and came up with a countermeasure. His fingers pointed forward, and he did not hesitate to use his mana to cast the Tremor Formula.
Du Shixun didn't have a suitable method to deal with these changes, and he could only receive them head-on. However, these attacks were extremely violent, and he was shaken to the point of retreating repeatedly. When he finally stopped, he'd already been pushed a few kilometers away.
Rong Junzhong flicked his sleeve again, and a black-furred spirit monkey jumped out from it.
This monkey was extremely agile. With a few leaps, it jumped in front of Du Shixun and scratched his face.
Du Shixun repeatedly waved his awl a few times, wanting to chase the spirit monkey away. However, after a few attempts, the spirit monkey easily evaded his attacks. Whenever he ignored it, the spirit monkey would come up and dig his eyes, scratch his face, or hug his legs and waist.
Impatient, he silently recited a mantra and suddenly clenched his fist. There was a loud crack in mid-air, and the Spiritual Monkey's body shook. Blood flowed from its seven orifices, and it froze. With another sweep of the awl, the monkey was smashed into pieces with a bang.
However, Rong Junzhong was indifferent. With this opportunity, he pointed his finger, and the flying fork flew high up into the sky. He chanted a mantra, and instantly, it turned into clouds of smoke. It slowly swirled, and layers of smoke piled up. Not long after, it became a towering mountain. He turned his hand and pressed it down, and it came crashing down.
This mountain covered a radius of 30 miles. At this moment, it came crashing down, and even the sky darkened.
Du Shixun looked around and saw that the surrounding mountains were all mountains, and Rong Junzhong was firmly guarding the escape route. There was no way to avoid it.
He raised his head and looked up, but he was not afraid at all. Suddenly, he let out a fierce shout and shook his body. His body expanded again, and in one fell swoop, he reached a height of five hundred feet. Both his feet stood on the ground, and he raised his hands. With a rumbling sound, his knees bent, and his body sank down slightly. In one move, he was able to support the Misty Cloud Mountain!
Just as he was about to push it away, Rong Junzhong stretched out his hand. Suddenly, a Jasper Hammer flew towards his back. The momentum was too fast, and he could not use his divine weapon to block it. Relying on his sturdy body, he used his shoulder to block it. With a bang, he let out a muffled groan, and the armor on his shoulder shattered.
Rong Junzhong saw this and shook his head. He said, "Friend Du, why are you risking your life? Do you know that your father, Qiao Huanjuan, and your mother, Zhao Ru, already have a five-year-old son? The person who will take over the position of Sect Leader in the future will definitely be him. Today, they are just sending you to your death. Isn't it not worth it for you to die for Zhongtai?"
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… (To be continued …)
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