Wang Yimiao's words completely scared the disciples of the Ming Xizong, which scared them so much that they did not dare to move. The inscriptions of the joint formation gradually disappeared and soon disappeared.

"Damn it! You despicable villain, you, let me kill you for the sake of heaven!" Lei Qing was furious and no longer expected other disciples of the Ming Xizong to take action to consume Wang Yimiao's physical strength. He raised his big sword and quickly killed Wang Yimiao.

When the person who closed the door heard the movement, he opened his eyes and saw that "Liu Yuejun"'s head had been beaten into a meat paste by Wang Yimiao. It was shocking. He looked at Wang Yimiao like a demon. His heart was complicated. He even forgot that Lei Qing was rushing towards Wang Yimiao, and the battle was about to break out.

When Zhu Duo saw Lei Qing, he actually ran towards Wang Yimiao regardless of his plan, and hurriedly called him in an orderly tone: "Lei Qing, come back!"

"I will come back when I destroy this jumping clown!" Lei Qing grinned and howled without stopping at all. He also took out something from his space ring. The front half was like a flute and the back half was like a pot.

Wang Yimiao stared at the thing in Lei Qing's hand alertly and thought to himself: "Is this the treasure that Barna mentioned?"

Lei Qing put the treasure in his hand to his mouth and blew it at the flute hole. The treasure did not make any sound, but instead a large number of bubbles flew out from the pot-shaped part. The bubbles were wrapped in restless lightning and floating towards Wang Yimiao.

Wang Yimiao stood still, watching Lei Qing and the strange bubbles getting closer.

Suddenly, Lei Qing stopped. He didn't dare to fight with Wang Yimiao in close combat. Wang Yimiao's record of killing Niu Chong with one punch made everyone know that he must not fight with Wang Yimiao.

However, those strange bubbles did not stop with him, and continued to gradually move towards Wang Yimiao like dandelions fluttering in the wind.

Wang Yimiao waved the sword in his hand, and the sword energy condensed with spiritual energy roared in the sky, layer by layer, weaving a huge sword net, slashing towards all bubbles without leaving any gaps.

Although the Abyss of Hundred Ghosts remained aside, Ling Yu could no longer do his best to make moves, even if Ling Yu only used 50% of his strength, he could destroy all the disciples of Ming Xizong present.

The only thing that Wang Yimiao and Ling Yu were worried about was the treasure that Barna mentioned. In terms of the power displayed by the treasure artifact Lei Qing held, it was really inconsistent with what Barna said.

As expected, when the sword energy net fell on the bubble, the bubble burst at once, releasing violent thunder. However, before the thunder could act recklessly, it was flooded by the dense sword energy.

The scattered lightning had disappeared without a trace when I saw the scattered lightning.

Wang Yimiao was just suspicious, but saw a wicked smile appearing on Lei Qing's face. Another treasure appeared in his hand at some point, shaped like a short halberd and red like a maple leaf.

Wang Yimiao suddenly smelled a strange smell. The smell seemed to appear at the same time as the short halberd, but it disappeared in a flash, which made Wang Yimiao not care too much.

Lei Qing cut his wrist, raised his short halberd high, transported several drops of essence and blood into it, and then activated the vast spiritual energy to linger into bunches, rushing into the handle of the halberd like a river entering the sea. The clear sky suddenly gathered dark clouds, and the wind and clouds were thundering in an instant, as if the doomsday was coming.

Ji Ying was shocked and couldn't help but shout: "It turned out to be the Thunder-Driving Sphur, one of the eight treasures of Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty! Unexpectedly, Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty actually spent a lot of money, and even dared to let his disciples take this treasure into the secret realm of Yekang."

As the spirit energy poured into the short halberd, Lei Qing's hair and face gradually pale, and his breath gradually became disordered, but the arrogance and sarcasm in his expression became more and more prosperous.

He suddenly grinned, and a divine thunder descended from the sky, hitting the short halberd, like a thunder dragon coming to the world, standing up in the sky, illuminating the radius of several miles.

"I must kill you!" Lei Qing stared at Wang Yimiao Ruruo at a corpse.

After the words came, Lei Qing pointed the short halberd in his hand directly at Wang Yimiao. The lightning connecting the sky jumped away from the tip of the halberd, spreading countless forks, bombarding the ground densely, and approaching Wang Yimiao quickly.

Wang Yimiao was shocked and blurted out: "As a bunch of pikes, I don't care if I have split, don't care. Do you don't know how to choose a better shampoo?"

When he was panicked, Zero Tsubasa had already activated his spiritual energy and condensed it into a tight barrier of spiritual energy, completely protecting Wang Yimiao.

The next moment, violent lightning hit the spiritual barrier, and hail like a swell of disk hit the tough umbrella. The entire spiritual barrier kept trembling and made a deafening loud noise.

"It's indeed comparable to the attack of Linghou!" Zero Yu struggled to maintain the spiritual energy barrier and said in surprise.

"Aren't he swearing just now? Why is this thunder hitting me? It's unscientific!" Wang Yimiao complained anxiously.

Lei Qing gasped heavily. Even though his body was weak, he was as firm as pineapple. His eyes were staring at Wang Yimiao in the spiritual barrier, with both sarcasm and anger in his eyes.

Others present also looked at Wang Yimiao nervously. The people of Emperor Xizong of Ming cursed Wang Yimiao in their hearts and could not withstand the attack of the thunder halberd, while Wang Yimiao's companions were praying that Wang Yimiao could hold on.

In everyone's eyes, terrifying lightning gradually covered the surface of the entire spiritual barrier. Where Wang Yimiao stood, it turned out to be a huge ball of light, emitting dazzling light. Countless lightnings jumped restlessly on the surface, making crackling sounds constantly.

The companions who prayed for Wang Yimao were even more uneasy, as if their whole heart was grabbed, but no one could help Wang Yimao.

Ji Lingyi's worries have been portrayed on her pretty face. Her snow-white teeth gently bit her lower lip, her pair of black eyebrows frowned, and her skin, which was originally as smooth as an egg white, wrinkled out of folds.

"Your Highness, can you still hold on?" Wang Yimiao looked at the precarious spiritual barrier and sent a message to Zero Tsubasa in panic.

"It's barely possible. If it really doesn't work, I will take back the Abyss of Hundred Ghosts and give my all."

Wang Yimiao slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He believed in Zero Tsubasa tens of millions of times at this moment. After all, no matter how tricked Zero Tsubasa, he would never joke about his own safety.

Lei Qing's eyebrows gradually frowned into the character "Sichuan", and he said as if he was talking to himself and cursing: "It depends on how capable you are!"

Before he finished speaking, Lei Qing quickly made gestures, and the surging spiritual energy turned into streams and rushed into the short halberd. His face became paler and even became old, and he felt as if he had premature aging.

In an instant, a large amount of current was shot out from the thunder scattered outside the spiritual barrier, and they became thicker. As thousands of vines were entangled together regardless of each other, as more and more currents joined in, they eventually became a human form.

Wang Yimiao looked at the electrician through the spiritual barrier, and her heart trembled and she felt something was wrong.

Although the telegrapher had no facial features, Wang Yimiao deeply felt that the other party was staring at him, as if an eagle was staring at his prey, and he would tear himself into pieces at any time.

At this moment, the electrician suddenly moved and punched the spiritual energy barrier. However, this seemingly ordinary punch broke countless cracks in the spiritual energy barrier.

"Is this the real power of that treasure?" Zero Yu said in surprise.

Wang Yimiao was already sweating all over. If even the Linghu's spiritual barrier could not block the attack of this electrician, he would probably die.

He couldn't help but be shocked: "The attack that can make Lei Qing pay such a great price should not be underestimated!"

Just the next moment, the electrician punched the spiritual energy barrier again, and the spiritual energy barrier collapsed instantly, like a mirror shattering, residue splashing everywhere, and soon dissipated in the air.

Wang Yimiao was inevitably affected. He flew backwards under the impact of the electrician's punch, spitting blood in his mouth, and his expression suddenly became clear. If the spiritual barrier had not weakened the power of the punch, and Zero Tornado protected him at the critical moment, and his Taoist equipment, he might have been seriously injured on the spot or even died.

The people of Emperor Xizong of Ming were very happy to see this scene. This was the first time they met Wang Yimiao and were injured. They finally saw hope to defeat Wang Yimiao.

When Wang Yimiao's companions saw this scene, they were all frightened. If Wang Yimiao was unfortunately defeated, they would definitely die besides escaping from the secret realm.

Lei Qing looked at Wang Yimiao flying backwards, then glanced at the Abyss of Hundred Ghosts again, and a sinister sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he had seen victory.
Chapter completed!