Chapter 1523： Thor's Hammer

"This is…"

In the secret realm, everyone looked up at the palace tower above the head, and there was nothing but shock in their eyes.

At this time, they could feel that the streamer falling from the void was actually countless spiritual treasures and medicinal pills.

even!

Some of these fluctuations, even the holy realm powerhouses feel extremely fearful and vast.

good fortune! Heaven descends fortune!

Suddenly, the entire secret realm was completely insane!

Countless figures soared up and swept toward the fallen spirit treasure.

With such a handwriting, even the heavenly arrogance of the upper realm was shocked by it.

They never dreamed that such a vision would appear in this black temple.

Only Ling Xiao stood on the top of the mountain with his hands behind his back, looking up at the black palace tower, his eyes were always calm.

Compared with these spiritual treasures, Ling Xiao cares more... Of course, it is the immortal corpse sealed in the hall.

To put it bluntly, with the cultivation of the Beginningless Immortal Emperor, these sacred artifacts and medicinal pills are not worth mentioning at all.

His burial is likely to be the real creation of Jiutian!

"Xiong Huan, guard the entrance to the secret realm."

Ling Xiao said indifferently, his figure suddenly flew into the air, and swept straight towards the black temple.

For Ling Xiao, these treasures did not have the slightest temptation.

Although some of the fairy world spirits are indeed very rare, but... as long as the entrance to the secret realm is guarded, these things will eventually fall into Ling Xiao's hands.

"Buzz!"

Before the black hall, the void shook.

Immediately afterwards, a figure descended from the sky and landed in front of the hall.

In front of this stone hall, the construction is extremely magnificent.

In Chen Fan's memory, although Immortal Emperor Wubei was regarded as a taboo by the immortals, his immortal appearance was still sought after by many powerful people.

So that even if he was killed, he still ranked supreme after his death and was admired by others.

And this mausoleum is the recognition of his expedition.

"Buzz!"

Can!

Just as Ling Xiao lifted his foot and was about to step into the ancient temple, there was another burst of wind breaking from the void in the distance.

Then, Ling Xiao saw that several figures came from the sky and stood in front of him.

The leader among them is the descendant of Tianlei Temple, Lei Wuxi.

Beside him, there are also several holy realm powerhouses, the strongest two of them have reached the eighth-rank category.

Obviously, Lei Wuxi also had no interest in the creation in front of him.

What he really cares about is also the immortal corpse in this black temple.

You must know that 190,000 years ago, the Immortal Race defeated the Demons and sealed all the passages leading to the Nine Heavens Immortal Territory.

And the creatures born in these 190,000 years can no longer touch the real immortal way.

There is no immortality in the human race, and the emperor's realm is already the ultimate in the world.

In such a situation, an immortal corpse is likely to be the opportunity to become immortal.

"Master Ling Xiao, we meet again."

Lei Wuru was dressed in silver armor, shining brightly.

At this time, his face was obviously gloomy.

The trip to Qingluan Academy that day can be said to have completely disgraced him.

It's just that at the beginning, Ling Xiao was followed by servants behind him, and it was a lot of attention.

Once a conflict broke out between the two, it would definitely be Lei Wuxi who would suffer.

Therefore, since he left Qingluan Peak, he went directly to the Bai family, summoned many strong men of the Bai family, and as the realm master hall, gathered some monsters from the upper realm.

In this way, it is not easy to deal with a Ling Xiao?

Although before, the news of Ling Xiao's defeat of Hei Batian completely shocked the entire lower realm of Kyushu.

But to Lei Wuzhen, these lower realms are really not worth mentioning.

"Little Thunder Lord."

Ling Xiao nodded lightly, his eyes swept over the people behind him.

"It seems that this time, the little thunder master came prepared."

"Hehe, the battle for good fortune, of course, is based on strength. If you don't prepare well, how dare you show up in front of Young Master Ling Xiao?"

Lei Wuru shook his head and smiled, without a trace of humility.

"Young Master Ling Xiao, if you are willing to give me the good fortune here, perhaps some unpleasant things that happened before, Lei can let go of it."

"Oh? Let?"

Ling Xiao's eyes were lightly picked, and he was extremely surprised, "It seems that the little Lei Lord still doesn't know enough about my character. For me, Ling Xiao, there is only gift, not let."

"you!"

Lei Wuxi's eyes were gloomy, and a coldness gradually appeared on his face, "Ling Xiao, don't you really think that you can compete with the five holy realms of us by your own strength?"

"Buzz!"

Just as Lei Wuzhi's voice fell, he saw a void in the distance, and there was a sudden burst of rapid wind breaking.

I saw Ye Qingchan, Feng Ruge, Xuanyuan Weiyang and others swept from the sky one after another and appeared behind Lei Wuhe.

At this time, everyone had already seen the dispute over their heads, and they couldn't care less about fighting for the spiritual treasure, so they immediately came to Ling Xiao's side.

And as Ling Xiao's thoughts moved, the figures of Barbarian Demon and Shi Potian also manifested the world, and their eyes were full of coldness.

For a time, Lei Wuzhen, who had the absolute upper hand, suddenly felt... a little lonely.

"Haha, Ling Xiao, you have the ability to fight me fairly."

Lei Wuzhen pretended to be calm, but Ling Xiao gave him a sarcastic look, and then... his palm suddenly waved down.

"boom!"

Suddenly, above the sky, the radiance blooms, and the endless fairy rhythm opens up.

Qi and blood grow in clouds, and the heaven and earth spirit fire covers thousands of miles.

An extremely cold aura swept all directions, freezing everything.

And in the depths of the void, a blood-colored ancient formation pressed down, revealing the supreme killing.

"you!!"

Lei Wuruo's face changed greatly, he really didn't expect Ling Xiao to be so domineering and strong, and he directly killed him.

"Buzz!"

I saw at this time, outside Lei Wuzhi, the thunder splendor burst into bloom, the purple thunder circulated, turned into a hundred thunder spears, and ripped out of the air.

"Out of control."

Ling Xiao snorted coldly and pushed horizontally with one hand, only to see the bronze grinding disc crushing the void and suppressing it.

In one breath, the thunder spear was completely shattered, and the six grinding discs moved towards Lei Wuzhen to suppress it with the momentum of covering the sky.

"Um?!"

Seeing this scene, not only did there not be a trace of fear on Lei Wuxi's face, but the fighting spirit became stronger.

He has been waiting for this battle for more than a month.

In his eyes, in the entire Kyushu land, the only one who has the strength to make him do his best is Ling Xiao.

As the descendant of Tianlei Temple, Lei Wuzhi represented the face of the Jiezhu Temple.

In this battle, he will tell the Qingcang Wan clan that even if the realm lord disappears, the realm of the realm is still the real master of the realm.

"Buzz!"

Lei Wuxi raised his head and looked at the bronze grinding disc that had fallen from the sky. A pair of eyes suddenly shot out an unparalleled thunder.

Then, I saw him holding it out of thin air, and a black heavy hammer suddenly emerged, with a sharp edge on it, and its power was amazing.

"Thor's Hammer, Zhantian Hammer Mark!"

With an angry shout, Lei Wuru's arms suddenly swelled, and he smashed the black hammer into the void with all his might.

At this time, his face was extremely calm and indifferent.

This hammer mark can be broken by all means.

Even if the grinding wheel is terrifying, it is absolutely impossible to resist his hammer!