Just then, a roar came from the distance!
"Uh--!"
"Uh--!"
Everyone looked for the sound and saw that the Fallen Douluos, who had been suppressed by the golden light and could not move, were like evil ghosts breaking free from their shackles, letting out heart-rending roars.
Their skin was cracked, and streams of purple-black pus and blood spurted out. Then, an energy far more viscous and colder than Soul Power exploded from their bodies like a volcanic eruption!
It was a strange purple-black film that clung tightly to their bodies, squirming like living creatures.
Not only did it instantly withstand the suppression of Zhang Qingxuan's golden light, it also pushed forward in reverse, forcing the sacred golden light back several feet!
Zhang Qingxuan saw this, his brows furrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.
[Something's wrong.]
He secretly thought in his heart: [This force is indeed crazily strengthening their strength, but every time it becomes stronger, their vitality becomes dimmer. Is this... burning their lifespan in exchange for strength?]
He felt the essence of that energy carefully, and his heart suddenly sank.
[This energy level has surpassed the scope of ordinary Soul Power. It is not a power they can possess at all. This is divine power!]
[And it is a divine power full of decay and despair!]
Zhang Qingxuan looked deeply, and in the purple-black torrent, he seemed to see twisted grimaces.
[It seems that the water of this war is deeper than I thought, and Deity was involved so quickly.]
"That brat with a golden glow all over his body!"
The leader Fallen Douluo's voice was hoarse, like two pieces of rough sandpaper being rubbed together, making one's teeth feel sour.
He stared at Zhang Qingxuan, the resentment in his eyes almost overflowing. "I didn't expect that we could be forced to use the original power gifted by 'Lord Necromancer'! You are so proud!"
Before he finished speaking, he waved his hands violently and let out a hysterical roar, "Everyone, come together! At any cost, tear this kid to pieces first! Quick!"
Phew--!
Dozens of purple-black figures were like arrows, tearing apart the air and attacking with all the momentum of Destruction.
The golden rope that could originally Entanglement restrain them suddenly shattered in front of that strange film, unable to cause any hindrance at all.
Light Feather Douluo on the side saw this, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he was about to step forward to help, but suddenly felt a throbbing that froze his soul.
"What is that sound?"
He raised his head suddenly and was shocked to find that the golden light that originally shrouded the battlefield was extinguished in an instant.
Instead, there are thousands of miles of thunderclouds condensed out of thin air!
The sky instantly became as dark as night, and the thick dark clouds seemed to crush the earth, making it suffocating.
Among the clouds, silver snakes danced wildly, and silver-white thunder rolled and shuttled between the clouds, making a roar that changed the color of the world!
Those Fallen Douluo, who were originally so aggressive, suddenly stopped midway.
They looked up at the sky, looking at the silver-white lightning that was not used to attack, but docilely surrounding Zhang Qingxuan like loyal guards. They felt a cold air rushing from the soles of their feet to the Tianling Cap, and all the hairs on their bodies stood on end at this moment!
Bah la--! Bah la--!
This terrifying scene not only shocked the enemy, but also plunged the entire place into deathly silence.
Where Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan was, Yu Yuanzhen clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white from excessive force.
He looked at the pure silver-white thunder without any impurities, his lips trembled, and he struggled to utter a few words:
"Extreme...Ultimate Lightning!"
"The intensity of the thunder has reached the level of Ultimate Lightning!"
"There are no attribute impurities, and it has completely reached the level of the original element!"
Yu Yuanzhen's back was soaked with cold sweat. He was extremely lucky that Zhang Qingxuan was not there when Li Family provoked him.
Otherwise, if faced with such a terrifying thunder, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul that he was so proud of would not even have any room to resist, and would be completely annihilated into nothingness.
But at the Clear Sky Sect's place, Tang Li's face had already turned pale, and he was as dumbfounded as if he had been struck by lightning.
The thunderclouds in the sky, the majesty that dominates life and death, and the indifferent attitude overlooking all living beings...
All of this coincided perfectly with the name his father Tang Chen mentioned countless times after drinking.
Zhang Zhiwei!
The peerless talent that his father once praised and wanted to win over!
Tang Li's eyes were full of fear and struggle. He murmured to himself, his voice trembling uncontrollably:
"Zhang Qingxuan...Zhang Zhiwei... How can there be such similar people in this world..."
"Do they know each other?!"
"Or are they... the same person?"
No matter what the answer is, it is despair for Tang Li.
If that were the case, he would never be able to cross the mountain called "Zhang Qingxuan" in his entire life.
"You... you... you are a human and a god..." The leader, Fallen Douluo, was so frightened that he was pointing at Zhang Qingxuan, his tongue was tied, and he could not even say a complete sentence.
"Stop 'you, you, you'."
Zhang Qingxuan's voice was terrifyingly calm. He slowly raised his right hand and held it with his five fingers, as if he controlled the thunderous power of this world.
"Today, I will act on behalf of heaven and send you Douluo Continent cancers on their way!"
"Palm Lightning."
Boom--!!!
A dazzling silver-white thunder instantly erupted from his palm, like a Sword of Judgment, penetrating the world!
"Thunder Descent."
As these two words were spoken softly, the dark clouds in the sky seemed to hear the emperor's order.
The next second, all thunder returns!
Rumble--!!!
Countless silver-white thunders fell from the sky, accurately covering the area where the group of Fallen Douluo was located.
There was no scream, no struggle. Under the wash of silver thunder, all sin and filth were turned into ashes.
When the smoke and dust cleared, the area was already unrecognizable.
The ground seemed to have been gnawed by giant beasts, showing ferocious dark brown cracks, and the air was filled with a burning smell, announcing that the creatures here had completely lost their vitality.
In this suffocating silence--
"Wow! Brother, you are so awesome!"
(✪ω✪)
A delicate figure completely ignored the image, like a light butterfly, quickly rushed towards Zhang Qingxuan, and then plunged into Zhang Qingxuan's arms.
Li Yingxue hugged Zhang Qingxuan's waist tightly with both hands and raised his face, his bright eyes filled with unabashed admiration and pride.
She looked around as if announcing her joy to the world.
[See, this is my brother!]
She raised her chin, her brows and eyes were full of pride, like a peacock with its tail spread wide, wanting everyone to notice her joy.
"My brother is super strong!"
Her voice was clear and crisp, with a hint of showing off, which was particularly vivid in this battlefield that had just experienced Destruction.