Zhang Changqing stared at Ye Futian. Did he just say that he didn't care about the inheritance of the Infernal Thunder of Wutu?
Not only Zhang Changqing, but the Eight Thunder Law Orthodoxies all belonged to the Violet Heavenly Palace. Was this person looking down on the Eight Thunder Law Orthodoxies?
"Master, who are these idiots?" Black Wind Condor next to Ye Futian asked.
How dare they ban his master's cultivation? How arrogant!
"A bunch of self-righteous guys," Ye Futian responded. People of the Eight Thunder Clans stared at him, and a pressure shrouded the void sky. Lightning flashed as if the heavenly thunder would fall from the sky at any time.
"I'd like to see how you dare to despise and humiliate the Thunder Law Orthodoxies," Zhang Changqing responded coldly. Said Zhang Changqing coldly. He looked at a person, and that person stepped forward and walked towards Ye Futian. It was a Saint of True Self. He also wanted to see how strong Ye Futian, who had inherited the Thousand Ways of Lightning and broken the pole number, was.
Boom! The Infernal Thunder of Wutu shone and made a thunderous sound. Above the sky, thunder clouds rolled.
The power of the Saint Path was so strong that all the cultivators and demon beasts around retreated and made way for this place. Those demon beasts let out low roars of excitement. Interesting.
These humans couldn't do anything to the demon crown prince, and now they were having internal strife.
Ye Futian also stared at the other side indifferently. These Eight Thunder Law Sects were beaten by the Zhu Yan Demon Crown Prince and were in a dilemma, extremely embarrassed.
Now, they came to him to vent their anger?
Above the sky, thunder exploded, and the Infernal Thunder of Wutu roared, covering the sky above Ye Futian's body.
Ye Futian stepped forward, and starlight flowed around his body, turning into a starry body. Between heaven and earth, it seemed to turn into a starry world, with stars shining and flowing.
The cultivator of the Purple Underworld stretched out his hands, palms facing up, as if holding up the sky and the earth. Lightning flashed between heaven and earth, falling on his palms, gathering into a brilliant brilliance.
"Boom!" A bolt of lightning crossed the void sky, and his body was extremely fast, like thunder, rushing toward Ye Futian's body. He turned his palms and slapped out at the same time. The lightning in his palms instantly erupted, blooming with dazzling light, directly blasting toward Ye Futian's body.
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder reverberated throughout heaven and earth. Endless Infernal Thunder of Wutu gathered in the center of his palm and blasted into Ye Futian's body. The rumbling thunder of the Great Path in the sky descended at the same time, striking Ye Futian's Starry Battle Form.
The starlight was sparkling and resplendent, but it still emitted crisp cracking sounds as cracks appeared on it.
However, Ye Futian's body was still standing there. Endless lightning surged into the starlight through the crack, but it did not shake his body.
Everyone looked at Ye Futian's body. Endless lightning and thunder released tens of thousands of streaks of lightning, drowning out the heavens and the earth. However, his body was crystal clear, as if it was indestructible. Bathing in the lightning and withstanding the might of the thunder, he actually remained unmoved.
The expressions of the cultivators of the Purple Underworld changed slightly. Ye Futian raised his hand, and a rumbling sound came out. Endless lightning of the Great Path appeared between heaven and earth, gathering in his palm. He clenched his hand into a fist, and thousands of lightning bolts tore through the void like thousands of lightning swords.
The cultivator of the Purple Underworld felt the threat and quickly retreated. His body turned into a shadow of lightning, but Ye Futian's body followed him like a shadow, also turning into a bolt of lightning, extremely fast.
The two of them crossed the void at the same time and appeared high above. The crowd saw Ye Futian's arm thrust forward, and his fist, bathed in the light of endless lightning, blasted out.
"Boom …"
There was a loud noise, and the body of the cultivator of the Purple Underworld stopped. The fist of lightning blasted on his chest, and the destructive light of catastrophe rushed into his body, blooming from every part of his body. Countless lightning bolts lit up the void, making it difficult for people to open their eyes.
There was another loud noise, and the body of the cultivator of the Purple Underworld fell in an instant, falling to the ground.
His body was scorched black, and his hair stood on end. His body twitched, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. It was a horrible sight.
The cultivator of the Purple Underworld looked embarrassed. Although the cultivator of the Purple Underworld was not too strong, he was not weak either. But he was killed by Ye Futian with one punch.
Moreover, his attack, which contained the Infernal Thunder of Wutu, could not shake Ye Futian's defense.
Zhang Changqing and the others looked up at the figure in the void, and Ye Futian also looked down at them. His expression was cold, and he said indifferently, "This is the way of inheritance of the Purple Underworld? Very strong indeed. "
The sarcastic voice was particularly harsh. The figure in white in the void had silver hair fluttering, and his handsome face was free and unruly. Compared to the situation in the Purple Underworld at that time, Ye Futian at this time was even more arrogant and unruly.
Obviously, in the Purple Underworld, Ye Futian had been suppressing his personality because he needed help from the Emperor of the Purple Underworld, and because there were many Renhuang at that time.
Another figure stepped out. This person was also a Saint of True Self, but his aura was stronger. He stepped into the void, and thunder clouds rolled. Behind him, a huge shadow of the thunder god appeared, overbearing.
This shadow of the thunder god held the Thunder God Spear, and the will of the Way of Thunder gathered above the sky. He stretched out his palm, and a Thunder God Spear appeared in his hand, and the destructive lightning swallowed and spat out.
Ye Futian looked down at his opponent with an indifferent expression. He stretched out his palm, and a long halberd condensed. The light of the catastrophe thunder gathered again and integrated into the long halberd. There was also the will of the Way of Space swallowing and spitting out, tearing everything apart.
"Bang." Ye Futian stepped into the void, and the pressure of the Great Path fell down and shrouded his opponent. The cultivator holding the long spear only felt an extremely strong will of suppression above his head, which made him feel very oppressed.
Boom. The lightning shot into the sky in an instant, crossing the sky, and headed toward Ye Futian's body.
"Bang."
Ye Futian took another step forward. At this moment, everyone faintly felt that Ye Futian's momentum was somewhat similar to that of the Zhu Yan Demon Crown Prince.
A bolt of lightning crossed like a flowing light. Ye Futian's figure headed toward the cultivator of the Purple Underworld below, and the long halberd in his hand stabbed straight out.
The cultivator of the Purple Underworld did not dodge. He also rushed into the sky, and the overbearing shadow of the thunder god seemed to merge with him, becoming even more powerful. The long spear grew larger, and the Thunder Law was monstrous. In an instant, it collided with Ye Futian's long halberd.
A strong destructive light shot out, and in that bright beam, the crowd saw the long spear of thunder crumble and shatter little by little. Ye Futian's long halberd pierced the body of the Thunder God with irresistible force.
With a loud bang, the shadow of the thunder god was torn apart. Just like before, the body of the cultivator of the Purple Underworld fell directly to the ground, unable to move.
It was still one hit, an instant kill.
"This …"
Many people showed a strange look, and the people of the Eight Major Thunder Law Sects looked even more embarrassed, especially those of the Purple Underworld.
Both attacks were one-hit kills. If Ye Futian had not shown mercy, he would probably have been killed on the spot.
This scene was like the ending of facing the Zhu Yan Demon Crown Prince.
"What Law Law Law are you going to pass on to me?" Above the void, Ye Futian looked down with an arrogant expression.
Forbidding him from cultivating the Thunder Law.
However, as Ye Futian said, was he interested in the inheritance of the Eight Major Thunder Law Orthodoxy?
"Master, what is this Thunder Law Orthodoxy? It's so strong." Below, the Black Wind Condor spat out a voice. He had transformed into a human form, but his head was like a condor's, and his sharp voice was particularly harsh.
Just now, they claimed to be the Thunder Law Orthodoxy and wanted to forbid him from cultivating the Thunder Law of his master.
Now, it was really powerful …
"Their Thunder Law Orthodoxy represents the cultivation of the Great Law of Thunder in the world. If you don't cultivate their Thunder Law, it is unorthodox, and you are not allowed to cultivate it," Ye Futian responded in the void. The cultivators of the Purple Underworld could only feel their faces darken. Ye Futian, who was in the void, replied in a mocking tone.
"How presumptuous."
A cultivator of the Golden Clan Sect who cultivated the Gengjin Catastrophe Thunder stepped out and rushed straight up into the void. Divine swords of thunder, which were formed by the convergence of the Gengjin Catastrophe Thunder, appeared above the sky dome, and slashed down.
Not only that, but there were also many divine swords around his body, extremely sharp.
Ye Futian glanced at the void, and suddenly there were ancient characters around his body. These ancient star characters seemed to contain the Great Path of Stars, rotating around his body. When the divine swords descended, the ancient characters flew out at the same time, bursting with amazing power, colliding with the divine swords and shattering them.
The cultivator of the Golden Clan Sect formed a seal with both hands, and suddenly the endless Gengjin Divine Swords around him turned into thunder and shot out, trying to break the sky and kill Ye Futian.
Ye Futian stepped forward, and the endless starry ancient characters seemed to contain a special rhythm as they continued to fly forward. The will of the great path of the stars exploded within the ancient characters, and every ancient character was like a star, spinning without stopping, clashing with the endless divine swords that came charging at them.
The divine swords collapsed and shattered in a frenzy. The cultivator of the Golden Clan Sect roared angrily, and all the Laws returned to one. A huge golden divine sword gathered and shot straight into the sky, toward Ye Futian.
"Bang."
Ye Futian stepped in the void, extremely powerful. When he stepped, thousands of ancient characters between heaven and earth turned into a huge starry stele, appeared under his feet, descended from the sky, and pressed down.
At this moment, the cultivator of the Golden Clan Sect only felt that he was deep in the starry world. The golden divine sword blasted on the stele, but it shattered little by little. The starry stele continued to press down. Ye Futian stepped on the stele and descended, and with another step, the cultivator of the Golden Clan Sect was pressed all the way down. Finally, he could not bear it anymore, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body fell.
Ancient characters descended, blasted on his body, and smashed him to the ground.
It was still an instant kill. The cultivator of the Golden Clan Sect was already an extraordinary figure, but he was still suppressed by the extremely domineering iron blood. They were not at the same level at all.
"Is there anyone else?"
Ye Futian looked down at the forces of the Eight Major Thunder Law Orthodox Sects below.
Who could withstand this battle?
This space suddenly became extraordinarily quiet. Most people were watching the fun, but they were also amazed by the strength of Ye Futian's combat effectiveness. He was able to crush the geniuses of the Eight Major Thunder Law Sects to the ground.
This battle was enough to make the Purple Underworld unable to raise its head and lose face.
Some people looked up at the sky. As the supreme force of the Eight Major Thunder Law Sects, the Violet Heavenly Palace, which claimed to have all the Thunder Laws in the world, would fight!
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