When the people of Tianlei Sect heard the names of Zong Hai and Soul-Swallowing Beast, their faces changed slightly.

A disciple said worriedly.

"That soul-swalking beast is nothing. He has not even asked for martial arts when he even entered the secret realm of the four major sects.

On the contrary, Zong Hai... His purpose is too clear, it is our Tianlei Sect’s Thunder Desperation Divine Art!"

The elder of Tianlei Sect snorted coldly and said proudly.

"Zonghai can break through the secret realm of Qimen Sect, Wanfu Sect, and Evil Tooth Sect, but it is absolutely impossible for him to break through the secret realm of my Tianlei Sect!"

Someone echoed.

"That's right, he practiced the Vajra Indestructible Magical Art of the Luohan Sect. Although his physical strength is amazing, the heavenly thunder of Wan Leiyuan cannot be withstood by the physical strength.

Think about it, even if our Tianlei Sect is invincible with thunder law, how many people can resist ten heavenly thunders in the Ten Thousand Thunders?”

Everyone said it was, but outsiders might not know it, but they knew very well that the effects of each thunder in Wan Lei Yuan were different, including those who tempered the body, those who tempered the martial soul, and those who tempered the soul.

Only warriors who practice thunder and have no weaknesses in all aspects have the opportunity to complete the challenge.

Even the Tianlei Sect, only a few people completed the challenge.

These people from the Tianlei Sect don’t know that Wan Lei Yuan has undergone a huge change at this moment.

Chu Tian and Zong Hai fought all directions in the secret realm, and almost all the challengers were affected.

In order not to be affected by the two, most warriors can only hide everywhere and even gather at the border of Wan Lei Yuan.

In this way, the thunder descending from the sky is completely disordered, and it falls from a regular basis and becomes chaotic.

Some unlucky warriors were even hit by three thunders in just ten breaths. Even if they practiced the thunder method, even if they had good cultivation, they could not withstand such dense bombardment. They turned into ashes in an instant, and even their complete corpse could not be left behind.

Chu Tian also suffered a backlash. Since the fight with Du Jiang, the speed of thunder falling from the sky has significantly accelerated.

There were two times when he had clearly found Du Jiang's flaw, but unfortunately he was interrupted by the thunder falling from the sky before he had time to make a move.

Du Jiang sneered.

"Soul-swalking beast, it seems that even God is helping me!"

Chu Tian didn't believe this kind of argument. In his opinion, there must be a reason why Du Jiang has never been caught by Tianlei.

The biggest possibility is that he has some magic weapon that can avoid heavenly thunder.

"Young Master, the little monk is here to help you!"

Zong Hai's voice came, his skin dyed in bronze, and he came to fight with his indestructible body.

Du Jiang and Zong Hai had a pair of palms and said angrily.

"Zonghai, are you here to die?"

Zong Hai turned his head and asked Chu Tian.

"Young Master, who is he?"

Chu Tian directly pointed out the other party's identity.

"Du Jiang from Fuyun Sect!"

The onlookers originally wanted to help Chu Tian deal with this evil cultivator who was making trouble, but when he heard Du Jiang's name, he immediately gave up this idea.

Just kidding, who is Du Jiang?

The best disciple of Fuyun Sect leader Fuyun Sect! Whoever dares to provoke him will definitely be dead! Zong Hai asks again.

"The young master has a grudge against him?"

Chu Tian nodded, his tone fiercely.

"Yes, the hatred of life and death!"

Zong Hai clasped his hands together and recited the Buddha's name.

"Since that's the case, the little monk helps the young master attack him!"

Du Jiang's expression changed, and Chu Tian was already difficult to deal with. Adding to the Zong Hai whose cultivation level was not weaker than him, he might suffer a loss.

He glared at Zong Hai and questioned.

"Bald donkey! Do you want to cause a war between Fuyun Sect and Luohan Sect?

!”

Zong Hai didn't care at all.

"You are just an ordinary evil cultivator. Why did you cause a war between the two sects? Could it be that you are an important figure in the Fuyun Sect?"

As a personal disciple of Futu, Du Jiang is of course an important figure in Fuyun Sect. The reason why Zong Hai said this is because he believes that Du Jiang dared not show his true face.

Otherwise, if Tianlei Sect gets evidence of his challenge in the secret realm, he will definitely seek the Fuyun Sect to raise an army to question him.

Du Jiang's eyes were cold.

"Okay, you bald donkey, you're a smart person, but do you really think you can help him?

Don't look at what's going on now!"

He suddenly took out a magic weapon from his sleeve.

This magic weapon looks like a small wooden stick, but the evil spirit on the stick is rich, giving people a sudden feeling of coldness.

Chu Tian immediately confirmed that it was this magic weapon that prevented Tianlei from attacking Du Jiang.

He hurriedly reminded.

"Zonghai, be careful!"

Zong Hai also noticed the danger, took the lead and slammed Du Jiang with a palm.

Facing Zong Hai's fierce attack, Du Jiang was calm. He raised his arm, held the magic weapon in his hand, and pointed it lightly at Zong Hai.

The next scene surprised Chu Tian.

I saw a thunder lightning as thick as a bucket falling from the sky, hitting Zonghai accurately, and the blue light swallowed his body! The sky thunder fell quickly and dissipated quickly.

Zong Hai's figure was revealed again, his whole body was charred and blood was present at the corners of his mouth.

Chu Tian was shocked. Zong Hai's body was only a little weaker than him. This level of heavenly thunder should not have caused him such severe injuries.

Zong Hai staggered back two steps, and a big mouthful of blood was spewing out with a wow sound.

He whispered.

"Young Master, this heavenly thunder is not the little monk's body, but the spirit!"

The thunder containing spiritual attack! Du Jiang burst into laughter.

"Don't you know?

The thunder of Wan Lei Yuan is tempered in all aspects! Zong Hai, you are not practicing thunder, you can’t stand it!"

Chu Tian reached out and pulled Zong Hai behind him, and quietly stuffed a spiritual pill in his palm that could relieve mental injuries.

"Eat it, recover well, I'll deal with him!"

Zong Hai felt very guilty.

"It's the little monk who cares!"

Of course, Chu Tian would not blame Zong Hai. He strides forward, condenses his spiritual energy again, and kills Du Jiang.

Du Jiang raised the magic weapon in his hand again.

"Soul-swallowing beast, it's your turn!"

A thunder fell and hit Chu Tian accurately.

Seeing Chu Tian's figure being shrouded in thunder, Du Jiang laughed again.

"How does the thunder taste like?

Is it delicious?"

However, the next moment he couldn't laugh. When the thunder light disappeared, Chu Tian's intact figure reappeared in Du Jiang's vision.

Du Jiang frowned.

"Is the sky thunder that just now tempered the warrior's body and just happened to be carried down by him?"

He sneered and waved his magic weapon again.

Rumble! Another thunder fell, and the azure blue thunder once again enveloped Chu Tian's figure.

When Chu Tian’s figure reappeared, Du Jiang frowned even deeper.

He suddenly realized that Chu Tian was still unscathed! "I don't believe it!"

Du Jiang waved the magic weapon in his hand frantically. The sky thunder was like a heavy rain, one after another, bombarding Chu Tian's body without any pause.

The warriors watching the battle were stunned. In just over a dozen breaths, at least twenty thunders fell on Chu Tian.

It far exceeds the upper limit of the ten heavenly thunders in the Wan Lei Yuan! Can anyone survive such a density of heavenly thunder bombardment?

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Chapter completed!