As soon as Huang Yueli turned around the corridor, she saw a dazzling lightning in the sky, piercing the silence of the night.
The lightning carried an astonishing amount of energy and struck directly above the Floating Sword Palace.
There was a loud noise and thousands of swords screamed!
The sword formation in the Floating Sword Palace was originally an ancient formation with thunder attributes. At this time, under the stimulation of such powerful thunder and lightning, each long sword shot straight into the sky, reflecting the lightning that was constantly falling in the air. Amidst the whistling sound, Murderous!
Seeing this, Huang Yueli pursed her lips and ran faster.
In the front yard of Floating Sword Palace, a large number of disciples had gathered at this time, and everyone looked frightened and surprised.
Seeing Huang Yueli approaching, the disciples consciously made way for her.
Huang Yueli rushed forward and saw that Li Moying was surrounded by thunder and lightning. He had a pair of thunder wings with a wingspan of more than ten feet. His whole body was floating in the air. His handsome face was cold and indifferent. There was a green-purple light, and the electric light flashed in the sharp eyes, making people tremble every time they looked at it.
His mine field was more powerful than before, and the lightning was so densely distributed around it that it was almost difficult to find a gap to fit in.
Outside the thunder domain, Cang Pojun, Cangpoyu and Cangpohun, as well as the three elders of Li Moying's confidants, have surrounded him, trying to comfort him, or find ways to suppress the explosive energy in him.
However, Li Moying's destructive power at this time was so astonishing that it had even exceeded the peak state of his previous life. Although the six warriors present were all strong men on the Heavenly Ranking at the peak of the ninth level, they were in Li Moying's thunder domain. In front of them, they were actually vulnerable to a single blow. They were all beaten to a pulp, and even suffered serious internal injuries.
"Brother, I... I can't stand it anymore... The sect leader is too strong... Didn't it mean that he has just advanced to the ninth level and is still not up to the strength of his previous life? Why is he so strong?" Cang Pohun was struck by lightning again. Flying, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. He covered the wound on his chest and couldn't help spitting out another mouthful of blood.
Cang Pojun's situation was not much better than his, and his expression was even heavier.
"I heard from Mr. Luo that the sect leader's soul-leaving syndrome has been occurring every full moon night since fifteen years ago. When the attack occurred, he was almost completely unconscious, but his strength would soar crazily, reaching the ninth level. peak!"
"Damn it, this is the strength of the peak of the ninth level? I am also the peak of the ninth level, why am I still beaten to pieces?" Cang Pohun couldn't help but burst out.
Cang Pojun shook his head and said: "Can the peak of the ninth level of the sect master be the same as yours? Besides, according to Mr. Luo, as the sect master's own cultivation continues to improve, the destructive power of his soul-leaving syndrome also increases. Continuously increasing, it can be said that each time it becomes stronger and stronger... "
Cang Pohun wanted to curse again, "Damn it, so the sect leader has to come here once a month, and when he has another attack in the future, it will be more severe than now? He is only at the first level of the ninth level, so he is like this Abnormal, then when we reach the peak of the ninth level, won't we all be chopped into ashes with just one encounter?"
"Pohun, be careful! You can tell the right and wrong of the sect master?" Cang Pojun frowned displeased and stopped him.
Cang Pohun also realized that he had made a mistake and quickly shut his mouth.
However, after being hacked away again and again, he couldn't help but complained again.
(End of chapter)