From a combat perspective, the synchronization speed of true energy and magic weapons is no less important than the improvement of cultivation level.

To give a simple example, although it is true that the 100-meter race is comparing who runs faster, it is also comparing the reaction. It is comparing who can start running at the first moment after hearing the gunshot. In just a hundred meters, this slight difference is related to the winner or loser.

Cultivators of the same realm compete with similar magic weapons. If anyone can activate magic weapons to attack more quickly, it is obvious that whoever has the greatest chance of winning will win.

In fact, if Qing Fenghan had not been silent due to the huge consumption, he would be able to give Su Yang the most perfect answer and solve the two major confusions for him at once.

"Based on Qinglongtian means that you already have the bloodline inheritance of the Qinglong clan, so naturally you cannot use the magical powers of the alien race. What is an alien race, or not my race, is all different."

"The Qinglong Clan can become the top 100 powerful tribes in the great realm, and its talent is unquestionable. The true energy power generated by Qinglong Dan is in harmony with magic weapons and magic weapons is enough to make everyone jealous. This is also an important reason why the Qinglong Clan is very fond of collecting various magic weapons and magic weapons."

Su Yang conducted an experiment. When he repeated the eighth time to light up all the seven star lamps on "Seven Kills Gathering Mysterious One", the true energy in his body finally ran out.

But it is precisely because of this that another benefit of building "Qinglongtian" was immediately reflected.

Within less than half an hour, the true energy that had been consumed in just one or two pure pieces was recovered by more than half.

This was absolutely impossible in the past. Even if you hold the original bead to replenish the consumed true energy, it would be difficult to be so fast.

"As a matter of fact, the magical power of the tribe that is worthy of being a powerful clan has such magical effect. Even if you don't use magical powers, what if you have a powerful magic weapon and magic weapon in your hand, you will be an invincible existence at the same level."

Su Yang said with a heart, and took the broken parts of the Holy Spear in his hand. Because of the incompleteness, the power of the Holy Spear cannot be comparable to that of the Seven Killings Mysterious Plug. However, in terms of the speed of urging and the frequency of releasing attacks, with the support of sufficient true energy, it is far beyond the latter.

The true energy power was circulating, and only a few breaths were done. The residual parts of the holy gun in Su Yang's hand shot out thousands of golden beams filled with huge destructive power, piercing the ground of the quiet room through a bottomless pit.

"Even a very strong attack like Cain may not be able to withstand such a dense attack."

At the headquarters of the DR organization, Ling Zhenxian listened to Howard's feedback with a gloomy face.

"All the people on the list are mysteriously missing?"

Howard's forehead was covered with sweat and said carefully: "Sir, this is true. I have used the most elite power in the organization, and even the power hidden within the government of our organization has been activated. I still cannot know the relationship between these closest people with Su Yang."

Ling Zhenxian narrowed his eyes slightly, and two rays of light that seemed to be real flashed in the gap, and he said word by word: "Arranging a special plane, I will set off to London immediately. In addition, when I am not here, you will continue to track down the whereabouts of those people on the list. Even if Su Yang dies at my hands, they will not be able to escape and die. Once you find your traces, you don't need to inform me, kill me, and you will not be allowed to do so."

The pain of losing a son has been suppressed for too long. Even a hero like Ling Zhenxian, he is unwilling to wait any longer.

A few hours later, a private plane flew over the Thames River at a height of 20,000 feet. The cabin gate suddenly opened, and a black shadow came out of the air, leaving nothing else on his body.

Is this the rhythm of suicide?

The strong wind in the sky could not blow into the man's body at all, and was blocked by an invisible air wall. After stepping off the plane, the man did not fall down in a free fall shape, but just floated in an empty and empty space.

If a cultivator reaches the middle stage of foundation building, he can use the real fire of the purple palace to refine weapons. This is the most attractive part of this realm.

What if it is in the late stage of foundation building?

You will know when you look at Ling Zhenxian at this moment.

Walking in the air, the most attractive thing after reaching the late stage of foundation building.

Although it cannot compare with the escape light of the powerful Jindan realm, and the flying efficiency exceeding the speed of sound, it is only slower than the civil aviation passenger plane to go to the front line. The key is that after controlling the air, the combat method will be greatly improved and the attack will be more fierce.

Ling Zhenxian's private landline had flew away at this moment, but he was still in mid-air and had not moved for a long time.

With his eyesight, the thin clouds could not hinder his sight. When he looked at it, all the diverse buildings along the Thames were impressed, among which a towering fort was the most eye-catching.

His eyes settled on it, Ling Zhenxian raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face was filled with a strong evil spirit. The next moment, a black light broke through the clouds, breaking through the sky like a meteor, swooping down, pointing directly to the towering giant fort.

As he suddenly approached a thousand meters above the Tower of London, Ling Zhenxian suddenly stopped and pinched a mark with one hand. When he opened his mouth, a blue thunderbolt surged out, causing the surrounding air to flash a blue arc, and bombarded down at an extremely terrifying speed, slashing heavily on the spire on the top of the Tower of London.

"Bang"

A shocking sound came out. The spire made of steel and concrete was watered with steel and concrete. Under the bombardment of the blue thunder, it collapsed and destroyed. The green flames that rose up burned all around the spire to ashes.

The shocking blow, even in the daytime, a thunderbolt struck in the air, shone a hundred miles in a radius, making everyone pay attention to the amazing scene of the collapse of the top of the London Tower.

The pedestrians on the street stopped and screamed one after another.

"Is it the terrorist?"

"That's the Tower of London, the symbolic ancient castle of the British royal family. Oh my God, am I dreaming?"

"It seems that when did someone in the sky come to England?"

"It's so terrible. Could it be that it's a nuclear bomb attack, the end of the century is coming?"

Not to mention the attitude of London citizens, the Tower of London was suddenly attacked, and the Knights Templar, who were already stationed here, naturally responded immediately.

Arthur was the first to rush out of the castle, and just as his eyes focused on Ling Zhenxian, a thousand meters above the latter once again opened his mouth and flashed a dazzling blue light.

In desperation, Arthur did not care about anything else and suddenly drew out the sword from the stone, merged with the inherited holy power, slashed down with one sword in the air, and drew a holy light wave slash of half a meter wide and six meters long. This was the greatest power Arthur could exert.

At a height of 100 meters, the Holy Light Wave Slash accurately collided with the green light thunder, but it was as vulnerable as a fragile porcelain and was bombarded into hundreds of thousands of light spots by the thunder.

The second green light hit the top of the sub-castle at the left of the Tower of London, and the damage caused was even more amazing than the large-scale blasting scene.

A sub-fort that was more than 30 meters high was collapsed into ruins by thunder, and it happened in an instant.

Arthur and the Knights Templars witnessed all this and a chill rose in their hearts, "Is this still the power that humans should have? The guy at a height of 1,000 meters will probably be difficult for Cain to compete with him."

"Only Sir Su can fight with someone like Sir Su."

While feeling fear and helpless, Arthur's first thought of Su Yang was Su Yang.

At this moment, Ling Zhenxian, who was a thousand meters above the sky, circulated his true energy and shouted loudly: "My son died in London, so now I will use the destruction of the Tower of London as a prelude to commemorate my son."

"Believe me, this is just the beginning, and then everyone in London will be buried with my son and die."

After Ling Zhenxian said that, he raised his hand and pinched his seal, using a powerful magical power, which attracted several dark clouds in a moment, and muttered something in his mouth. Finally, he bit his tongue and spit out a mouthful of vital energy and blood.

"The wind blows"

"Cloud Roll"

"Thunder"

"Major destruction"

As he spitted two words out of his mouth, the celestial phenomena suddenly changed, hundreds of thunders hit one after another, covering the Tower of London within several miles.

This is a magical power called "The Great Destruction Thunder Decision". It is a secret technique of the Ling family. It can use the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to trigger thunder in the celestial phenomena. Fortunately, Ling Zhenxian has reached the late stage of foundation building before he can urge him.

However, the activation of this magical power still caused it to consume eight spirit stones in an instant, which was very expensive.

The whole city of London was stunned by the thunder falling from the sky. People on the streets near the Tower of London ran away in scattering and screaming in panic.

The members of the Knights Templar, under Arthur's order, decisively tried their best to escape from the thunder clouds.

But even though Arthur made a quick decision, more than ten temple legacy knights were still brutally eaten by lightning and turned into ashes under the dazzling lightning.

In the sky, Ling Zhenxian raised his head and let out a long roar that conveyed thousands of miles. He used the true energy as the source and shouted: "Su Yang, get out of here."

In the quiet room of the ancient castle, Su Yang, who had just tried the power of the holy gun, suddenly his eyebrows pounded slightly, and his eyes flashed with a hint of killing.

Get up, break the door, and snatch out.

After only a few breaths, Su Yang had already arrived outside the castle gate, staring at the direction of London, focusing on the dark clouds of lightning and thunder in the sky.

"Did you lose your son and lead me out?"

"That means that this person is the leader of the DR organization, the culprit who killed his daughter and son-in-law, and even almost killed Miaoling."

"Very good, come to the door to die"

As soon as the thought moved, the wind rose from Su Yang's feet, and his body broke through the air like a meteor. In the later stage of foundation building, flying in the air was as natural as breathing, without any attempt, and it could be achieved completely by heart.

Qinglongtian continuously generates and nurturing infinite vitality of alien true energy, allowing Su Yang to fly over the broken Tower of London at an astonishing speed without knowing any method of air control.

"You're finally willing to come out"

Ling Zhenxian, who was still in the sky, showed a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with fearful murderous intent.

But when his fingertips were drawn, a rolling thunder appeared from the clouds, as if they had eyes, and rushed towards Su Yang, who was still thousands of meters away.

"Holy Spear Golden Blade, Break"
Chapter completed!