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Chapter 874 Self-introduction to the Yan Family Thunder God Sacrifice, in the Hongmeng Realm, no one knows about it The time for this extraordinary creature to show its tyranny to the world.

You must know that even a saint, if he broke into the peak of the Divine Thunder Mountain, he would be chopped to death, but the Yan family regarded this place as if it were a Jedi as a place of worship!

This in itself has formed an invisible shock to all the forces in the world!

If you want to provoke the authority of my Yan family, you must first be struck by lightning for seven days under this Shenlei Mountain, otherwise, you are not qualified at all!

It is precisely because of the existence of this Thunder God Sacrifice that the authority of the Yan family has never been challenged by any force for endless years! This also led to the fact that some other supernatural forces followed the same way and learned this kind of worship from the Yan family, all deliberately looking for an opportunity to show their power to the world. .

Soon, ten days passed in a blink of an eye...

On this day, a faint blue light appeared in the sky, and almost all the people in Fulei City came out. All their eyes were focused on the lightning flashing mountain peak, as if they were waiting for something.

Slowly, the blue light of the sky showed a touch of fish belly white, and at this moment, suddenly, the sky and the earth were surging, and a large cloud of dark clouds gathered rapidly on the sky, and a piece of black pressure, if the sky fell, bullying the earth, it would be heavy. , an invisible oppressive force, giving people the illusion of suffocation, involuntarily, the breathing is a little short, the mood is fluctuating, and it is impossible to be calm.

"Boom!..."

The thunder continued, rumbling, and dazzling in the dark clouds, which made the already heavy atmosphere more powerful. too close.

"coming!"

Looking at the intensifying dance of the electric snakes, some old people in Fulei City burst into excitement and murmured in their mouths.

"Boom!"

Sure enough, not long after, in a thunder and lightning flash, the heavy dark cloud was directly split in half by a thunder, revealing a bright world, the momentum was like opening up the world, shocking people's hearts, and everyone's hearts also lifted.

"Hey!"

In that bright world, a silver-white lightning flashed across, and immediately, the space seemed to be made of paper.

It was cut open directly, and a dark crack appeared in the light.

"Shhhh!..."

With a sharp sound of breaking the air, everyone saw countless figures swept out of the dark crack, and they all landed on the Shenlei Mountain. Thunder and lightning struck, and the figure stood still, just like a stone statue, not understanding or shaking.

Their clothes are the same, and there is a silver-white lightning mark tattooed on their left chest.

This silver-white lightning is the identity symbol of the Yan family, and no one or force in this world dares to embezzle it.

"Shh!"

After the last lightning-like figure swept out, the dark cracks in the sky began to slowly close.

It was a figure shrouded in thunder light, surrounded by arcs as thick as fingers, and the whole person was full of violent aura, as if it were a god of thunder, shocking people.

He was at the peak of Shenlei Mountain. On the sky, thick arcs like buckets of electricity fell down and hit him. The thunder and lightning that could kill the saint did not cause him any damage. Instead, it seemed to devour him. In the same way, there is no hint of it, and it is so powerful that it is terrifying, just like a god.

Indeed, in the eyes of ordinary people, this is the god of thunder and lightning!

He glanced at the distance lightly, no one dared to look directly at him, all bowed their heads, and there was horror in their eyes.

"too strong!"

Feng Hao, who was in the floating thunder city, just glanced at it a little, and it was like being struck by lightning, his body trembled, his face was pale, and he almost fell from the sky.

This is definitely the strongest person he has ever seen. Even the ancestor of the Feng family who holds the Emperor Armament does not have such power. He even has a feeling that this person, even with his bare hands, can easily win the Emperor holding the emperor. The ancestor of the Feng family of soldiers!

Of course, this is not to say that the imperial soldiers are not tyrannical enough, but it depends on the cultivation of the person who prompted it. The higher the cultivation, the greater the ultimate imperial power that can be inspired!

Emperor soldiers, only in the hands of the ultimate emperor, can they truly exert ten percent of their power!

Of course, that thunder god-like figure would naturally not notice that this is the kind of little person who is condensed. He fell to the peak of Shenlei Mountain in diameter, and his eyes swept over the disciples under his feet, as if he was looking for something.

"Where's Qing'er?"

He asked in a low voice to an old man beside him.

"I heard that I went out with Miss Xueyan from Xiangtian Palace ten days ago, and it seems that I haven't come back yet..."

The old man answered truthfully.

The two women are good friends. They are very clear about this. The two often walk around with each other, and the two forces have not stopped them.

It goes without saying that the Yan family is tyrannical, but Xiangtiangong is mysterious and powerful. If they can make friends with this kind of power, there is no reason for the Yan family to refuse, and naturally they will not hinder the exchanges between the two women.

"Confused, you know so much that the Thunder God sacrificed, don't you know how to rush back?"

The thunder god-like man scolded lowly, showing his majesty, "Go, get her back!"

"As ordered!"

The old man responded with a sound, opened the space with his hand, and then broke out.

This scene, Feng Hao, who had already fallen to the ground, did not see it...

"The worship begins!"

The vast and deep voice swept the heavens and the earth, and as the voice fell, all the Yan family's children in Shenlei Mountain sat cross-legged, let the thunder and lightning strike, and were admired by all people.

"Let's go, there are only seven days!"

Hearing this sentence, Yan Qing urged Feng Hao.

"it is good!"

Feng Hao didn't hesitate, he pulled out the little black dragon, took Yan Qing, and the two disappeared into the courtyard without a sound.

"The fate of the two of them has been closely linked..."

Looking at the two people who broke away, Xue Yan's eyes were far away, and she murmured.

"hey-hey!"

Not far away, there was a schadenfreude but a playful laughter, Huang Tianyun sat in the small pavilion, took a sip of fine wine, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "This time, Yan. The family's baby bump is a self-inflicted trap, and can't escape again!"

His inexplicable words made Xueyan glance at him. Seeing how crazy he looked, Xueyan didn't ask, but walked towards the attic with lotus steps.