A thunder eye appeared on Leng Shu's forehead.

When he raised his head and looked above Tongtian City, the thunderous eyes were reflected in the sky.

The golden-purple thunder pupils were densely packed, like bright lanterns released over the entire Tongtian City during festivals. Each thunder eye stared at Wu Hen.

"Buzz!!!!"

In an instant, the dense thunder pupils released terrifying thunder rays. They were densely intertwined, forming an inverted cone-shaped thunder prison in the execution hall of Tongtian City, gathering the power of tens of thousands of thunder pupils.

The tip of the awl hit Wu Hen, hitting Wu Hen's heart!

Seeing this horrifying scene, the officials of the Holy Sect who were originally going to surround Wu Hen all prostrated themselves on the ground. Isn't such power not enough to compete with the sky? Is this something that the tiny human body can withstand?

They were afraid of being affected, were extremely frightened, and were overwhelmed by the overpowering energy and were unable to move.

In the Thousand-Eyed Thunder Cone, Wu Hen did not directly disappear into ashes as people thought. His body was filled with the most unpretentious holy breath, even in the form of arrogance.

He was bathed in the light of this extremely powerful thunder god, and his body was shrouded in an extremely mysterious soul light. Under the protection of this layer of soul light, Wu Hen was not afraid of such supreme thunder at all.

He faced the thunderous eyes and continued to walk towards Leng Shu.

Raising his fist, Wu Hen punched Leng Shu on the bridge of his nose again.

Leng Shu's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Boom!"

With this punch, the bridge of Leng Shu's nose was broken.

He slid back again, and the thunder eye on his forehead released golden lightning directly towards Wu Hen!

Wu Hen suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed the golden lightning with his bare hands.

It was like catching a small green bamboo snake on the roadside and throwing it away casually, and the golden lightning was thrown out of sight.

"You roared loudly, you should use your hidden abilities, otherwise I will break your finger bones one by one!" Wu Hen continued to approach.

Leng Shu was furious, he no longer hid this time, and even used the Earthly Mysterious Saint Art!

Thick golden light pillars descended from the sky, and they landed in front of Wu Hen, forming a cage as strong as a light palace, trapping Wu Hen in the light prison.

After his cultivation greatly increased, Leng Shu's Dixuan Shengjue became even more powerful. There were clear runes in these light pillars. These runes would make the holy light as strong as a gold crystal holy stone.

After trapping Wu Hen, Leng Shu did not stop using magic spells. He pinched out a totem spell, transformed into countless huge thorn torture tools, and attacked Wu Hen in the cage.

Wu Hen also took a deep breath and slapped a palm directly towards the golden light cage. The palm force caused golden ripples, which easily shattered the rune cage and defeated the thorns that had not yet fallen.

Instruments of torture.

"All the jugglers are more creative than you." Wu Hen showed a disdainful attitude, and then ducked in front of Leng Shu again.

Leng Shu's moves were too crude.

Compared with the baptism of divine power he received in the mountains and rivers, it was the difference between artificial rainfall and world-destroying rainstorms. Even without Xiaoyi's assistance, Wu Hen could easily handle it!

"Crack!"

After pinching Leng Shu's index finger, Wu Hen exerted great force and broke his finger!

There was a look of pain on Leng Shu's face, and coupled with the bridge of his nose that had long been flattened by Wu Hen, his face looked a bit deformed.

He hurriedly stepped back, and when he raised his hand again, he found that his fingers were like bent saplings that could no longer stand up.

"They all say that you need to overcome a calamity before ascending - it seems that I am the calamity that you can't overcome." Wu Hen said with a smile, "After all ten fingers are broken, there are still joints in your limbs, no matter what

Be anxious, take your time."

Leng Shu once again used the Earthly Mysterious Saint Art. He had quite a lot of Earthly Mysterious Saint Art in his possession. He was also the incarnation of the Earthly Mysterious Lion.

The holy breath turns into a dragon roar again.

But after the extremely powerful Holy Art, Wu Hen was unscathed, and Leng Shu's two little fingers were broken by Wu Hen again.

Everyone present could see that Wu Hen could have given Leng Shu a heavy blow after crushing his Holy Art, but he had to follow the steps that were less harmful and more insulting.

There might still be a chance of breaking off one of the Emperor's fingers.

Breaking three of them in a row is pure strength and suppression!

The large and small Holy Sect officials in Tongtian City were also shaken in their hearts. They suddenly realized that even if they had reached the level of Leng Shu and were regarded as human emperors, they would still scream when they were in pain, fear when they were injured, and get angry when they were insulted.

The people even looked no different from the beasts outside, roaring and roaring incompetently, and unable to show any real ability to fight.

Finally, Leng Shu realized after six fingers were broken that he had to ask the totem for help!

Leng Shu originally thought that his recent surge in cultivation had left him far behind the opponent, and that he could easily defeat the enemy in front of him without using Lei Gonglin.

After repeated setbacks, Leng Shu suddenly shouted angrily and released his holy soul!

The holy soul appeared, and an extremely domineering Thunder God Qilin suddenly appeared behind Leng Shu. The totem blood in his body was completely revived, making Leng Shu's body seem to be covered with Qilin armor, and every tiny movement was endowed with the supreme thunder.

Powerful!

"This is the forged soul of the Human Emperor, and it is the Thunder Lord Qilin!!!"

The Thunder God Qilin is indeed powerful. After the appearance of the Tongtian City, the sky above the vast city was like a Thunder God coming to the world, glaring at these mortal ants in the city with an angry temper.

"Once the holy soul is released, the power of all magic spells will increase several times. And if this is Thunder God Qilin, it may be ten times more powerful than ordinary holy magic spells!"

"Just because you have created such an ancient totem, your strength can rise to a level that others cannot even touch!"

Since Leng Shu succeeded in casting the soul, his own holy cultivator has become the best among all the holy cultivators. Even if he does not use the holy soul to manifest, he can easily deal with it.

And this was also the first time that he performed the manifestation of his holy soul in front of everyone, which opened the eyes of countless holy cultivators in Tongtian City.

In fact, many holy disciples don't even know what soul casting is. For most of them, the golden blood of the holy viscera is already a quite outstanding state.

Not everyone can create a holy soul, but only one among ten thousand saint cultivators can make it.

What's more, what Leng Shu forged was the top ancient totem, the Qilin, the ancestor of the square beasts. Such a majestic appearance would be considered extremely outstanding even among the ascended echelons of Holy Gods from the Holy Kingdom in the Clouds.

"Do you recognize this Thunder God Qilin, hahahaha!" Leng Shu wiped away the previous decline and started laughing wildly.

I think back then, Wu Hen wasted no time in subduing this ancient unicorn, but in the end he made a wedding dress for Leng Shu.

Wu Hen stood there with his lips raised.

He didn't say much, he just picked out the holy soul that was also a unicorn from the abyss of his own soul.

"I know you have also succeeded in casting a soul, but how do you compare with me?" Leng Shu continued to release the brilliance of the holy soul in his body.

The extremely majestic Thunder God Qilin in the light has been completely integrated with Leng Shu. As Leng Shu stepped towards Wu Hen with great pride, the Qilin's heavenly hooves stepped down with the power of annihilation!

Except for the dragon-robed heavenly official, all the other holy cultivators were blown away. No matter what level of cultivation they had reached, they could not withstand this level of energy overflow. The shock wave of the heavenly hoof that swept them had been reduced by several.

Ten times, you can still destroy them.

In fact, during the fight between Wu Hen and Leng Shu, all the officials of the Holy Sect were retreating into the distance. However, they moved away at full speed, but they could not escape the energy range of the two geniuses. The space was like

A vortex is formed that is constantly expanding beyond the horizon, dragging everything towards the center of destruction.

"Hurry up and run. The holy soul is about to appear. The annihilation storm generated at that time will be even greater. It will be difficult for you unskilled people to survive!" The dragon-robed Heavenly Official glanced at the soul light on Wu Hen's body and immediately

Realized that this person was also a supreme totem soul caster.

The fight just now has already affected Chi Yu. A large number of their human and local officials died, and the next one will be even more terrifying.

For a moment, there seemed to be two angry thunder volcanoes appearing in the center of Tongtian City. Every time they surged, it was a catastrophe, making these Holy Sect practitioners no different from the birds and beasts affected by natural disasters.

Finally, Wu Hen’s holy soul also appeared!

It was a Jade Emperor Qilin, with thunder and lightning whisks flying flamboyantly, forming a series of sky ropes across the sky and the earth.

The Jade Emperor Qilin also controls the divine thunder.

When the thunderstorm spat out by the Thunder God Qilin surged towards Wu Hen, the Jade Emperor Qilin opened its mouth and lowered a wild mountain of thunder and lightning, hitting Leng Shu and his Thunder God Qilin heavily, changing his extremely arrogant attitude.

He prostrates himself on the ground with his face pressed against the dust!

All the thunder power of the Thunder God Qilin was shattered, and only the Thunder River and Thunder Mountain of the Jade Emperor Qilin were like a mythical apocalypse in the eyes of the world, extremely terrifying.

The world can't see clearly what Wu Hen's holy soul is. They only know that Qingtian is like a god, and they only know that it is also an ancient god who controls the sky thunder. They vaguely caught the shadow of Qilin, but they are not sure.

The Thunder God Qilin has turned into a little wild dog facing the lion, burying its head on the ground and not daring to look at the Jade Emperor Qilin.

Leng Shu also failed to see clearly what Wu Hen's holy soul was. He was suppressed under the Wild Thunder Mountain, with the weight of ten thousand mountains on his body, and his head could not be lifted up because of the fear of the holy soul.

"You are not even qualified to look up to my holy soul."

"Ten fingers are broken, it's time to break the joints of your limbs."

"Sister Qingxi can't see, so I have to make you scream loud enough!"

As he said that, Wu Hen raised one foot, and at the same time, the Jade Emperor's Kirin Holy Soul also raised its hoof, and then turned into the power of bone-piercing thunder, and severely chopped and stepped on Leng Shu's limbs!!

The limbs were crushed into bone powder. This process was even more painful. For a moment, the thunder in Tongtian City no longer rumbled. Instead, the screams of the Human Emperor Leng Shu they supported echoed in the city and even resounded through the sky!

There is a holy spirit in the Holy Kingdom in the Cloud. They only heard the cry, but they didn't know what happened.
Chapter completed!