C920 Ten Thousand Great Thunderbolt!

The incense stick had burned out, and the time was up.

Everyone present, had received a lot of gratitude from Xiahou Qingrou, but when they saw that the incense had burnt through, they all looked towards Ye Qingfeng who had placed down the Dao book on the ground and stood up, and all revealed expressions of ridicule.

Xiahou Qingrou could not help but sneer, "Ye Qingfeng, after hearing my insights, I wonder if you managed to comprehend any new moves? Don't show me what I have comprehended. You are a person who has separated the body of Buddha, so don't let Nancazone lose face, and let Nancazone not lose it either. "

There were also a few Carefree Sword Sect s present and could not help but frown.

"Brother Ye, I think you should just apologize to Grand Princess Great Yan. What can you comprehend in an hour?"

"You are right. Junior Brother Ye, you are still young and you have suffered a bit of a setback. Just keep standing. Failure is the mother of success."

Ye Qingfeng's eyes were indifferent as he glanced at the two Carefree Sword Sect s who were shouting. In the blink of an eye, he looked at Xiahou Qingrou again and asked with a smirk on his face, "Grand Princess Great Yan, are you ready?"

Xiahou Qingrou frowned, she was a little uneasy.

"Impossible!" An hour! How is it possible for this child to completely master the heaven step and thunder dao techniques in an hour!? "

"Absolutely impossible!"

Between her sleeves, she clenched her jade-like hands tightly. Cold sweat unconsciously formed on her palms, and her heart was filled with anxiety.

"Benefactor, this is not a place to use Dao arts. Why not follow me to an open place?" Dao Friend Zi Yu was also curious. Ye Qingfeng who had separated from the Buddha Body, was there fate within it, and if so, what talent did he have?

A group of gourd eater followed him to an open mountain outside the Heavenly Dao Sect's Daoist Canon.

White clouds curled up around him as celestial mist swirled around him. As the dust of the Violet Jade Holy Man drifted about, the clouds were dispelled, revealing the vast mountainous terrain.

"Benefactor Ye, please."

His robe fluttered with the strong wind on the mountain as Ye Qingfeng arrived at the center of the open field. In the eyes of the countless gourd eater and the nervous Xiahou Qingrou, he slowly raised his right arm with a face devoid of neither joy nor sadness.

There was only one sound: "Lei Lai!"

"Boom!"

The misty sky that was shrouded by clouds and mist suddenly became clear. An ear-splitting, twisting lightning glow flickered as it descended from the sky. Lightning bolts lingered, and the Thunder Dragon roared in anger.

The current Ye Qingfeng was like a thunder god, thunder dragons intertwined with his hands, the dragon heads were ferocious, the power of thunder raged, and the air was filled with crackling sounds.

Dao Elder Ziyu could not help but stare with wide eyes, "The highest realm! Spatial Lightning! The Thunder Dragon has appeared! "

That overwhelming aura of lightning made many experts in the distance feel immense pressure as their hearts palpitated with fear. The roar of the lightning dragon resounded through the world, directly striking at their souls, causing them to tremble uncontrollably.

"This!" "How is this possible!?" Xiahou Qingrou did not dare believe it, and coldly snorted: "This is not the Lightning Summoning Art."

Seeing that Xiahou Qingrou did not want to admit defeat, Dao Elder Zi Yu's mouth slightly moved. She wanted to say something, but all of a sudden, she felt a savage and violent aura. She could not help but turn her head over, and her expression changed greatly.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Ye Qingfeng's entire body was bathed in lightning, the space around him became filled with over a dozen lightning dragons swallowing the heaven and earth, the power of thunder started to pour down.

This wasn't the end. As the number of Thunder Dragons increased, the scene became extremely horrifying! In the span of a single breath, over a hundred lightning dragons appeared. Their dazzling golden lightning bolts filled the air with an aura of destruction that was as strong as the sun.

Two hundred!

A thousand!

He heard an indifferent voice: "Ten Thousand Great Thunderbolt."

The clouds in the sky were cleared, and endless golden dragons appeared. Lightning flashed, and tens of thousands of lightning dragons roared as they threatened to wreak havoc on the world. The scene was grand and magnificent as the entire mountain peak collapsed.