Chapter 290 The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is destroyed
What happened in Wuhun City quickly spread across the entire continent like the wind, and the soul master world was shocked.
Wuhun Palace, a large force that has always stood side by side with the Star Luo Empire and the Tiandou Empire, finally showed its fangs and no longer concealed its ambition to unify the continent.
The "Ring Condensation Method" and "Pulse Shaping Method" proposed by Lin Feng Shengzi were like two blockbuster bombs, exploding the entire soul master world and making all soul masters go crazy.
The two empires were now like delicate and delicate girls who had been stripped of their clothes, weeping helplessly under the tall and ferocious beast of the Spirit Empire.
"What? A self-condensing soul ring? Reshaping the soul vein? How is this possible?"
"Holy Son Lin Feng is truly a genius. He could come up with such a shocking cultivation method!"
"Martial Spirit Empire. This is going to change the world!"
The top leaders of the Tiandou Empire immediately held an emergency meeting after receiving the news from Wuhun City. In the main hall, the atmosphere was solemn. The ministers and nobles looked at each other with uneasiness and worry in their eyes.
"This Wuhun Empire is so arrogant, openly announcing its establishment, and threatening to unify the mainland!" An old minister burst into action, his face full of indignation.
"What's even more terrifying is the "Ring Condensation Method" and "Pulse Shaping Method" proposed by Holy Son Lin Feng. This is simply going to subvert the tradition of our soul master world!" Another minister said worriedly.
"The power of Wuhun Palace has expanded rapidly in recent years. Now there are powerful men like the God of Angels Qian Renxue and Lin Feng Shengzi sitting in charge. Coupled with the ambition of Queen Bibi Dong, our Tiandou Empire It's very dangerous!" A middle-aged man in a gorgeous robe said solemnly.
"I should have known that I shouldn't have handed over the soul master's subsidy funds to Wuhun Palace in the first place. Now they have won the hearts of the people and become more powerful, and in turn threaten us!" Another minister said regretfully.
A nobleman next to him glanced at him and lowered his head without saying a word. Is this guy a fool? If there was no Spirit Hall, would the two empires provide funds to those mud-legged spirit masters? Dream on.
Not to mention that in this continent, from the royal palace nobles to the wild people in the mountains, ninety-nine percent of the people in the Wuhun Palace awaken their martial souls, and that doesn't even count the funds.
He glanced upward at Xue Qinghe, who was sitting on the throne, and shook his head secretly. This guy was also unlucky. He had just sat on the dragon throne and met such a powerful opponent as the Spirit Empire.
I sneered in my heart, these noble ministers are really naive, do they think that the rise of Wuhun Palace is accidental? If it hadn't been for their silent hard work and accumulation, how could they have achieved today's glory?
The chatter is so noisy. At this time, you should protect yourself wisely, say nothing and do nothing. As long as you don't do anything, you won't make any mistakes.
I just want to be a laid-back noble and live in peace and contentment. It doesn't matter who the emperor is sitting on, or whether there is an emperor or not.
There are many nobles who agree with him. They either lower their heads and remain silent, or their eyes wander. It is obvious that they do not intend to take sides in this storm. Although there was a lot of discussion in the hall, there were only a few people who were truly willing to help resist the Spirit Empire.
Xue Qinghe sat on the throne, glanced at the ministers and nobles below, and sneered secretly in his heart. These so-called loyal ministers usually only flatter themselves, but once they encounter a real crisis, they all turn into cowards.
"Stop arguing," he said calmly, "I've already scolded you, what's your plan?"
The entire hall fell silent instantly, and the sounds that had been heard just now disappeared without a trace.
"Ha," Xue Qinghe sneered, "Why don't you guys say anything? Do you not like to talk? Your silence is really deafening."
Xue Qinghe's words were somewhat sarcastic and cold, like a cold wind passing through the hall, making the temperature in the hall seem to drop a bit. The ministers and nobles looked at each other, but no one dared to break the silence first.
"Your Majesty," a general in armor finally stood up, his voice firm, "For the current plan, we should first strengthen border defense and mobilize elite troops to prevent the sudden invasion of the Spirit Empire. At the same time, increase the number of spirit masters. training efforts to encourage civilian soul masters to join the imperial army and improve the overall strength.”
The general analyzed clearly, "In addition, we can try to form alliances with other forces to jointly fight against the Spirit Empire. The Star Luo Empire is our natural ally, and they also face the threat of the Spirit Empire."
"Absolutely not," a noble civil servant jumped out, "We, the Tiandou Empire, have never been good at using force. Our current plan should be to seek peace. Besides, if we launch an alliance, if we are defeated in the future, the Wuhun Palace will be liquidated. The whole force fell on us.”
When the general heard this, he glared angrily, "You fart, you are timid before fighting, and you will die slowly. You will be punished!"
"You just farted. Did His Majesty say that there was going to be a war? But you said something about starting a war first. You are committing a crime above, and you should be punished for committing a crime above!" The civil servant showed no weakness and responded tit for tat.
Seeing that the quarrel between two people was gradually turning into a quarrel between a bunch of people.
"Enough!"
Xue Qinghe slapped the dragon chair with his palm, and the heavy sound was like thunder, instantly shaking all the quarrels in the hall.
"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. Tiandou is in decline, and there are not a few nobles who have left in recent years. In such a huge empire, there are not even a titled Douluo sitting in charge. It is all because of the short-sightedness and selfishness of you people. Leading to today's situation!
Is Tiandou Royal Academy running out of funds? Are there fewer children accepted every year? It’s not all because of the rule that only nobles are accepted that the talent is lost!
All of you only think about your own power and status, but you have never thought about how to truly cultivate talents for the country and the future of the empire! ”
He glanced at everyone present, "It's too late to talk about changes now. I will give you three days to decide whether it is war or peace, and give me a clear answer! After three days, if you are still so hesitant, Well, I’ll make the decision myself. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with turning the empire into a principality.”
He waved his sleeves and left, leaving all the ministers and nobles in the hall looking at each other in shock.
"What do you mean by His Majesty's last words? We want to surrender and depend on you?"
"Actually, it's okay to surrender. Those provinces and principalities only pay a tax every year, so we can do it too."
Surprisingly, Xue Qinghe's last words did not cause any huge response. The entire hall was actually somewhat silent and left in twos and threes.
Xue Qinghe sneered secretly, "The Tiandou Empire is full of rats, no more than chickens and dogs. Humph, all wars and peace are in vain. After three days, no matter what answer you give, it will not change the Tiandou Empire. The fate of destruction." Xue Qinghe thought silently in his heart.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's residence.
This place is located between mountains and river valleys, on nine interconnected mountain ranges. To enter their station, you need to cross the river by boat, or fly directly over.
The geographical environment is relatively dangerous and difficult to be broken by the enemy. It is a natural fortress that is easy to defend but difficult to attack. However, once the strength of the two sides is not equal, this environment is self-defeating, a kind of irony, and a kind of helpless sadness.
They have no way out. Once the sect encounters a large-scale attack, they have no choice but to defend the sect with all their strength, otherwise it will be a disaster.
Not long after the news from the Wuhun Empire came, Yu Yuanzhen received news from the Tiandou Empire. He originally planned to form an alliance with the Tiandou Empire to jointly resist the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect of the Wuhun Empire, so he decided to quickly go south. Let's go and meet up with Haotian Sect.
On this day, at the foot of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect Mountain, an ordinary sect disciple, Passerby A, was standing by the river, holding a fishing rod tightly in his hand, pulling hard, with a happy face. "Sure enough, the fisherman has never been in the air force. No matter what he fishes, he will always get something. It's so heavy, it must be a big fish, come on!!" Passerby A was secretly proud.
"Wow——"
A black shadow jumped up from his fishhook and drew a beautiful arc in the sky. However, it was not a big fish, but the corpse of a disciple wearing the costume of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Dragon Sect. There was no trace on the corpse. There was obvious blood, except for a line of blood at the throat. Passerby A's face instantly turned pale. He tremblingly let go of the fishing rod in his hand, and it fell to the ground with a "clack".
"What...what's going on? How can I catch this thing if I'm not good enough in the Air Force?" Passerby A looked around in horror. He looked up at the sky. Dark clouds were gathering, and he felt an inexplicable uneasiness in his heart. .
At this moment, a cold light flashed, and a sharp blade penetrated his chest silently. Passerby A's eyes were filled with astonishment and confusion. He slowly fell down and slid to the ground, splashing a few splashes but unable to stir up any life.
Immediately afterwards, on the sentry tower at the foot of the mountain, a sentry was looking into the distance intently, trying to capture any possible threats. However, his alertness failed to save his life.
A black shadow flashed past, and the sentry's throat was slashed with a sharp dagger. Blood poured out, staining his clothes and the ground under his feet red. The fire on the sentry tower flickered a few times and finally went out, symbolizing that the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's first line of defense had been lost.
As the soul masters of Wuhun Palace shuttled through the mountains and forests like ghosts, the disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect fell one after another. Their blood formed a stream that meandered down the mountain road, dyeing the earth a shocking red. The air was filled with a strong smell of blood, mixed with the smell of despair and fear.
Finally, some disciples on the mountain began to notice abnormalities. They hurriedly blew the alarm horn, trying to summon their sect companions to jointly defend against foreign enemies. However, it was too late.
The soul masters of Wuhun Palace have quietly sneaked into the core area of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. They are like the scythes of the god of death, ruthlessly harvesting lives.
Yu Yuanzhen was currently in the deepest part of the sect, discussing countermeasures with several elders. However, when they heard the siren and rushed out of the room, they were shocked and speechless by what they saw.
"What...what's going on?" Yu Yuanzhen's eyes widened, looking at the disciples running around and the falling figures, and his heart was filled with anger and unwillingness.
"Martial Soul Hall, you bastards are looking for death!" He roared angrily, his whole body was filled with thunder and lightning, and instantly turned into a bolt of lightning, and he rushed towards the battlefield.
"Where are you going, Master Jade?" A voice suddenly sounded behind Yu Yuanzhen, with a hint of teasing and ridicule.
"Lin Feng, it's you!!!" Yu Yuanzhen's figure suddenly paused. He turned around in disbelief, staring at the slowly walking figure, his eyes almost bursting with fire.
"Are you surprised, Master Jade?" Lin Feng smiled slightly, but there was an endless chill hidden in that smile, "I have given you many opportunities in secret, but you are stubborn and incompetent. Not long ago, you directly stole the martial soul. Do you really think that Tang Hao, the master of the palace, has no temper?”
Yu Yuanzhen looked at the sect that was already in ruins, his heart filled with endless regret and anger. He clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his palms, but he couldn't feel the slightest pain, because the pain in his heart far exceeded any physical injury.
"Lin Feng, you bastard!" Yu Yuanzhen roared angrily, and the thunder and lightning all over his body erupted again. He was like an angry dragon, preparing for the final desperate struggle, "Even if the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect is destroyed, I will never attack you. Wuhundian surrenders!”
Yu Yuan's eyes widened in anger, and the thunder and lightning all over his body turned into lightning bolts, striking at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng dodged and easily dodged Yu Yuanzhen's attack.
"How is that possible!" Yu Yuanzhen was shocked. How could he grow up so fast?
"Where is Tang Hao?"
"Tang Hao? Humph, he has been safely transferred by us. You can't even think of finding him again!" Yu Yuanzhen snorted coldly, and his martial soul avatar instantly opened. The huge blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex appeared behind him, and the roar of the dragon was deafening. , with endless majesty and anger, endless power of thunder and lightning raged in the air.
"Oh, yeah, it's pretty good." Lin Feng smiled lightly.
Looking at Yu Yuanzhen flying towards him, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes.
He gently raised his hand, and suddenly, the world seemed to be held by an invisible big hand, space solidified, and time stopped. Yu Yuanzhen's attack movements became slow and clumsy, as if he was stuck in a quagmire and unable to extricate himself.
Lin Feng slowly walked up to Yu Yuanzhen, looked into those frightened eyes, and raised a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth, "After today, there will be no more Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect in the world."
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Yu Yuanzhen's eyes were blood red and he was panting like an ox, but he couldn't say a word. He could only watch Lin Fengfeng walk past him lightly and raise his hand lightly.
In the space, terrifying soul power fluctuations surged instantly. A huge illusory five-color palm condensed out of thin air, and with devastating power, it struck at the core building of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect.
"No!" Yu Yuanzhen let out a heartbreaking roar. He tried his best to stop it, but his body seemed to be bound by invisible chains and could not move. He could only watch helplessly as the huge palm suddenly fell, instantly turning the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's hundreds of years of foundation into ruins.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, and cries and despair intertwined together, creating a tragic scene of purgatory on earth. The disciples of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect are now like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, struggling and wailing helplessly in the ruins.
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes were filled with despair and anger. He watched helplessly as his sect, the place that carried the memory and glory of countless generations of Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family members, was completely destroyed. His heart was filled with regret. If he had been more cautious or not so quick-thinking, and fought against the Spirit Hall for the sake of his worthless son, maybe the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect would have had a chance to survive.
But now, it's too late. The sect has been destroyed, countless disciples were killed and injured, and he himself was seriously injured and unable to save himself.
This Holy Son Lin Feng is so young, but his cultivation is so terrifying. Just a thought can turn him into a stone sculpture, imprisoning him in place, unable to move. The strength gap between his level 97 super Douluo and Lin Feng was like a chasm that could not be crossed.
An astonishing thought arose in his mind, and Yu Yuanzhen suddenly realized that perhaps Lin Feng had broken through the legendary realm and became a true god-level powerhouse. Otherwise, how could it have such terrifying strength and pressure?
"You...you are already a god?" Yu Yuanzhen spoke with difficulty, with endless shock and unwillingness in his voice.
Lin Feng smiled slightly and did not answer directly, but the confidence and calmness in that smile already gave the answer. He slowly raised his hand, waved his fingertips lightly, and an invisible force surged towards Yu Yuanzhen, slowly lifting his body up.
With a single palm grip, Yu Yuanzhen's huge body made a "clicking" sound like a crushed egg shell.
Yu Yuanzhen's eyes shed tears of blood, and his whole person's aura shrank to the extreme in an instant. His vitality quickly disappeared under Lin Feng's terrifying power, and finally fell to the ground helplessly, turning into a cold corpse.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect, this once glorious sect, now only remains in ruins and endless silence. Lin Feng stood on top of the ruins, looking around indifferently, as if he was watching a farce that had nothing to do with him.
"From now on, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will become history." He said calmly, and although his voice was not loud, it spread clearly throughout the entire valley.
As Lin Feng finished speaking, the people he brought started the final finishing work.
"Pass this on, not only chickens and dogs, but even earthworms will be split in half." An old man ordered. If you look at this man's face, he is the old man who participated in the kidnapping of Tang Hao a few days ago.
(End of chapter)