Chapter 4518

Nie Tian's voice was very low. Without every word falling, it was more terrible than Jiutian's thunder. It sounded in Guling Wuqi's ears.

Yan Tong is not dead?

How is this possible?

The thunder storm condensed by the nine thunder dragons, even the strong at the level of the five presidents, will end up dead.

Although Yan Tong is strong, he is not a bit worse than the real peak strong.

With his strength, how can he survive the thunderstorm?

"Bang!" when Guling Wuqi's eyes were iron round, the thunderstorm in the sky shook, then burst and dissipated into thunderstorms.

In a turbid thunder cloud, a bloody figure gradually became clear and appeared in front of everyone.

The bloody body is none other than Yan Tong!

He survived the thunderstorm!

"Hiss!!!" the incredible scene made everyone take a breath together. Their eyes were stagnant and petrified on the spot again.

No one thought that a mere Yan Tong survived the thunderstorm of that degree.

But how is that possible?

Is it difficult for Yan Tong to hide his strength? He has long been a strong man at the peak of martial arts?

But that's nonsense.

You know, even the master of ghost cliff sect is far from the peak of martial arts.

If Yan Tong has reached the peak of martial arts, how can he stoop to be a deputy Pope?

Everything, like a huge black hole, is placed in front of everyone, which makes people unable to look directly, understand and believe.

"Hey, hey, hey." at this moment, Yan Tong suddenly laughed. His bloody body shook and trembled. It was obviously very weak.

But he was very happy, uncontrollable joy for the rest of his life.

"Shen Yunhe, you still can't kill this seat after all, and you can't avenge Shen Yunqing." Yan Tong smiled, as if laughing at Shen Yunhe's incompetence.

What about self abolishing yuan pulse? What about thunderstorm nine? Haven't I Yan Tong survived?

"Shen Yunqing!" at the central Pavilion in the distance, the ancient mausoleum suddenly heard the name. His face changed and he was surprised.

Previously, because of the war between Shen Yunhe and Yan Tong, the power of thunder was too violent to hear what they were talking about.

At this time, all the dust settled, and there were no wizards in the ancient mausoleum. Listen to Yan Tong clearly.

It seems that judging from Yan Tong's words, he killed Shen Yunqing.

"It must be so!" Guling Wuqi was so clever that he immediately wanted to understand everything and exclaimed.

Shen Yunhe was suddenly angry before. He must have learned about Shen Yunqing's death.

What a Yan Tong, not only has strange strength, but also is good at attacking the heart.

But Yan Tong certainly didn't think of it. It was because he completely angered Shen Yunhe that the latter used Lei Yunjiu storm to abolish yuan pulse.

If not, Yan Tong would not be so embarrassed at this time.

Want to understand these, Gu Ling Wuqi's eyes are filled with Sen Leng's killing machine.

But he still couldn't figure out how Yan Tong survived the thunderstorm.

"In addition to his body, there is a layer of armor formed by dark Rune patterns. In addition to the armor, there is a layer of thunder power similar to the breath of thunder storm." at this time, Nie Tian, who has been silent, opened his mouth and said deeply: "it is the Rune armor and the layer of thunder power that saved his life!"

In the last scene of the war, Nie Tian opened the eyes of gods and Demons and saw everything clearly.

Guling Wuqi heard Nie Tian's words, his pupils suddenly shrunk and suddenly realized.

Rune armor must be condensed from Yan Tong's Xuanyin mantra, which has natural restraint against the power of thunder clouds.

If Guling's guess is correct, Yan Tong should get the thunder power similar to the smell of thunder storm from Shen Yunqing.

It's very reasonable that Yan Tong killed Shen Yunqing and robbed him of his thunder power.

Moreover, Shen Yunhe's thunder cloud nine storms, after all, are used after abolishing the yuan pulse, and can't give full play to the real power of thunder cloud nine storms.

The Xuanyin mantra restrained Lei Yun's power, coupled with the mutual opposition between Lei Yun's power and the weakness of Lei Yun's nine storms, Yan Tong saved his life.

People looked at Yan Tong and felt an incredible shock. After they reacted, they began to talk secretly.

"The vice Pope of ghost cliff, his strength can't be underestimated. It's really surprising that he can survive that storm."

"The power of the storm is extremely terrible. Not to mention the ordinary tianwu saints, even the strong ones close to the peak in the heavens are difficult to resist."

"Yan Tong must have the method to restrain the thunder storm, otherwise he will never survive."

Everyone talked about it one after another. Yan Tong's eyes changed and showed a different kind of attention.

"You guys, Yan won the first battle against fengtianzong by luck. Next, it depends on you." a moment later, Yan Tong recovered a little, and his blood was much lighter. He arched his hands and shouted to the people in the pavilion.

Although he won the battle, he was also seriously injured and had no power to fight again.

"Yan Tong, deputy Zong of ghost cliff!" Yan Tong said and was ready to return to the pavilion. A low voice sounded at this time, and then a sharp figure like a long sword appeared. A pair of cold eyes like frost locked Yan Tong tightly.

"Lord Feng Huang." Yan Tong saw that the visitor was Nie Tian. He couldn't help but freeze his eyes, but he didn't panic too much. He sneered: "does Lord Feng Huang want to come out in person to meet the people?"

"Yan Tong, deputy Zong of ghost cliff, you kill Shen Yunhe, the leader of fengtianzong's cloud flag." Nie Tian seemed not to hear Yan Tong's words. His eyes surged with cold, fierce and cold, and said calmly, "I will kill you!"

Yan Tong felt Sen Leng's killing intention, and his face changed slightly.

He was so surprised that he felt a strong threat on Nie Tian.

At this moment, he felt that Nie Tian, who had only Tianjue, was oppressing him like a towering peak; And he, who is close to the peak of tianwu Shengzu, is like a small hill, only looking up.

"In that case, we look forward to the Revenge of Lord Feng Huang." but soon, Yan Tong calmed down, sneered, moved and returned directly to the pavilion.

"Flag leader Shen, if you go well all the way, the emperor will avenge you." Nie Tian looked at the void, felt a trace of bloody gas and spoke faintly.

"Lord Feng Huang, this is only the first war." at this time, a cold laughter sounded. It was Fang Jin who appeared. He looked at Nie Tian and said proudly: "the game has just begun. Why is Lord Feng Huang so dignified?"

Nie Tian frowned, his eyes flickered strangely, and said coldly, "Fang Jin, no matter what the next result is, as a challenger, the emperor will never let you go!"

"Boom!" at the moment when the voice fell, Fang Jin suddenly felt the roar of divine knowledge, which was like falling into an abyss. In a moment of despair, he was shocked into a cold sweat, his face was as white as paper, and looked at Nie Tian as if he were looking at a demon God.