Daqizong

The blood spread like ink stains.

Dark red blood began to infect the thunder pool filled with dazzling white lights.

This holy place, which looks like a clean mirror, is dyed with a color other than white for the first time.

It was Lu Feiyu's flesh and soul, with the Dao Yun integrated into the thunder, protecting it from being corroded.

But in a blink of an eye, the dark red disappeared, and the white light reappeared.

The water in the Thunder Pond gradually swallowed up the blood that Lu Feiyu spat out.

His consciousness gradually blurred, and the Thunder Dao Accumulation in his body became weaker and weaker.

"Ha ha ha ha ha……"

The cold grin, with a hint of self-mockery and helplessness, was transmitted from Lu Feiyu.

"My seat, I lost!"

"It will be defeated in such a place!"

……

Under the dark sky, a group of teenagers in brocade clothes, led by the elders of the clan, came to the Thunder Pond.

"This is the Holy Land of my Lu family, Lei Chi!"

The elder in purple clothes and wearing an ancient crown, with incomparable reverence and nostalgia, said to the young people: "This is the place where the ancestor of my Lu family, Chunyang Tianzun, finally got together, and it is also among his many legacy. The most precious blessed land!"

This elder is a master in the family's family transfer hall, responsible for teaching children and cultivating talents.

These youths in front of them are all of pure blood and noble status, and they are descendants of the direct line of the clan.

It is his duty to dispel doubts, so he patiently told the young people: "It is the place where the ancestors stored the source of thunder, and it is also the place where they left their will and condensed and shaped it."

"Thanks to the generous gift from our ancestors, we can use this pool to comprehend the power of thunder, and even comprehend the origin of the Dao of Tribulation from it, bypassing the thunder methods of the heavens!"

"The ancestors achieved the supreme, and proved the Tao to live forever. Their achievements are astonishing in the past and the present, and no one can compare."

"We don't need other paths and cultivation methods at all, as long as we follow the path opened up by him step by step, that's enough!"

"You must always remember that no matter what level of cultivation you have reached, and what level of power you have, you will always be the strongest Thunderbolt."

"Ancestral orthodoxy, the heavens are invincible!"

While the elder was talking, standing in the back row, a handsome and thin young man was thinking, looking at the blazing white thunder water that was filled with dazzling thunder.

A strange light flashed in his pupils.

Because he could feel that there seemed to be an unusual power in that pool of water.

This kind of power is as deep as hell, unfathomable, and it seems that there is a special temptation attracting him.

Like a drunkard who smelled mellow wine, the young man showed a drunken look on his face, and he couldn't help breaking away from the team and walking towards Lei Chi.

"Hey, Lu Feiyu, you... what are you doing!"

The elder talked about a lot of cultivation skills, and took the opportunity to import the thoughts of being loyal to the family, but suddenly saw that the boy walked towards Lei Chi while he was not paying attention.

The elder looked shocked and said, "Didn't I say that? That thunder pool is dangerous, and you are all just mortal monks. Even if you touch it, you will be wiped out!"

The water in the Thunder Pond is hundreds of feet deep, but it seems to contain endless time and space. Almost every foot deep, the original power of the thunder will be doubled!

A monk in the first level of the Taoist realm can only cruise up and down one foot, and a monk in the second level of the Taoist realm can only penetrate four or five feet.

By analogy, ordinary mid-stage masters of the Dao Realm can only penetrate more than ten feet deep into the thunder pool.

Among them, it is equivalent to being constantly bombarded by thunder that is comparable to the sixth heavenly calamity at any time, tempering the body and soul, which is a huge test.

The will of the ancestor of the Lu family, Chunyang Tianzun, was to attach to the pool wall and protect the pool wall from being corroded by it. Otherwise, there would be no treasures in the universe that could carry such power.

However, there are two exceptions, both of which are those who have inherited the blessings left by Chunyang Tianzun.

One is that those who practice the Tianxuan Thunder Imperial Law can surpass the limit of their own cultivation and go deeper into the pool by controlling the source of thunder in it.

Second, they are the descendants of the bloodline left behind by the Pure Yang Heavenly Venerable after he proved the Dao.

This is an even more direct lineage than the direct lineage, known as the existence of the holy descendants.

However, not everyone can inherit the power of bloodlines. It has been continuously diluted for millions of years, and it has long been extremely weak.

The rare saint descendants, even among the direct descendants, are one in ten thousand.

The elder naturally wouldn't gamble, then Lu Feiyu was the so-called saint descendant.

However, this Thunder Pond forbidden area suppressed his consciousness. Even if he was standing by the pool, he could only fly forward like a mortal, trying to grab Lu Feiyu.

As a result, Lu Feiyu didn't hear his words at all, and jumped down with a plop.

The elders and teenagers were all dumbfounded.

……

"Genius! True genius!"

"This is the holy descendant, the true direct descendant of my Lu family!"

"What an eye-opener, the ancestors have appeared! Over the past million years, my Lu family has once again produced a person with such a strong blood of the saint!"

"No wonder I always feel that this boy is extraordinary, that is, he can even sense the original power in the thunder pool! At that time, he only had the realm of forming an alchemy!"

In the southern region of Juntian, in the ancient battlefield, the endless plains were densely packed with the corpses of enemies.

This is the scene after a great war. These corpses all came from a Sanxiufang city that violated the will of the Lu family and refused to obey the rule.

There is a casual cultivator who thinks that he has achieved half a step of longevity, which is enough to control the situation alone, so he wants to get rid of the Lu family, but he is easily restrained by the Lu family's powerful people. The army under his command has also become the Lu family's children. Kill the enemy and gain combat experience.

Lu Feiyu stood expressionlessly on the wasteland. With him as the center, there was a clean circle with a diameter of more than a hundred feet.

Under his powerful thunder method, none of these monks who rebelled against Fangshi could break through the circle and penetrate into the core that could touch Lu Feiyu. The grass must fall down, and all of them died on the spot.

At this time, a hundred years have passed since he was inspired by the will of his ancestors to jump into the thunder pond and practice the thunder method.

In just a hundred years, his cultivation base has advanced by leaps and bounds, and he has been promoted from the formation of alchemy to the late stage of the sixth level, which is worthy of being alone.

Now, the Dutian Profound Thunder Imperial Art that he has painstakingly practiced has shown an infinite power that surpasses the divine powers of the heavens.

In this army, there are many masters in the mid-term, and there are even quite a few monks who are monks at the sixth level of the Dao Realm, and there are three more, who are even more advanced than him at the peak of the sixth level of the Dao Realm.

These people are all the foundations that the great casual cultivator has worked hard to accumulate.

No one expected that they were all in the hands of the Lu family, and the other elites of the Lu family did not make any moves. From the beginning to the end, only Lu Feiyu fought alone.

"Unexpectedly, so weak!"

Lu Feiyu stood still on the spot, listening to the voice transmission of many masters and elders in the clan, but turned a deaf ear.

He killed those enemies just now, like mowing grass, and he has long been unable to make any waves.

What's more, those elders seemed to be boasting about him, but no one saw his spirituality and hard work in cultivation, as if everything he gained was dependent on the protection of his ancestors.

However, even Lu Feiyu himself had to admit that the reason why he was so powerful was really relying on the protection of his ancestors.

"I need a stronger challenge, maybe that mighty power is my opponent!"

"This time, I don't want to use the power bestowed by my ancestors. I, Lu Feiyu, have also created a set of killer moves myself. This is a great opportunity to prove it!"

Thinking of this, he stood up and flew towards the battlefield in the void outside the territory.

There, three great powers are confronting each other.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, one of the half-step Changsheng Da Neng wearing gray clothes showed surprise.

He is the owner of Fangshi who rebelled against Fangshi, Xu Daoist, and he has just learned of the changes in the battlefield below through the subpoena before his death.

His face was full of disbelief, and a trace of cold sweat could not help but break out on his forehead.

"How long has it been since they were all killed?"

But soon, the expression on his face turned to shock and anger.

"Zhuzi is so deceitful that he dares to send it to your door!"

It turned out that he saw with his own eyes that Lu Feiyu flew out of the void and came looking for him in person.

The two powerful members of the Lu family were also taken aback: "Fei Yu, this is not the place for you, retreat quickly!"

Although Xu Daoist was suppressed by the great power of the Lu family, he was still a hero among the wilderness, and his strength was extraordinary.

Lu Feiyu joined the battle rashly, which could easily become his breakthrough point.

Xu Daoist made a quick move, and in an instant, he urged Shouyuan to slam his palm at Lu Feiyu without hesitating blood.

Before Lu Feiyu flew close, he suddenly felt a burst of terrifying power that could threaten his own life, attacking brazenly.

There is no room for time to make a move with great power, and an instant choice is life and death!

Lu Feiyu never expected that the other party's attack in anger would be so powerful and terrifying. Subconsciously, he had gathered his mana and started to operate according to the tried and tested Dutian Xuanlei imperial law.

The next moment, a terrifying spear of thunder shot out.

A terrifying aura comparable to Tianwei swept across the world.

The sky is falling apart, and the stars are shifting.

Everything is reflected in the spear of thunder.

Even the two powerful members of the Lu family closed their eyes subconsciously, not daring to look directly at the infinite light.

"what!"

Xu Taoist screamed miserably, his face was full of shock, and he flew back quickly.

In just an instant, a terrible blood hole was blasted out of his chest by the Thunder Spear, and traces of electric light shot out, preventing the wound from healing.

"This... this is a catastrophe!"

With an expression of disbelief, he screamed.

"Lu Feiyu, you have already mastered the Heaven Profound Thunder Imperial Technique!" The two masters of the Lu family were so shocked that they couldn't control themselves.

But what no one noticed was that Lu Feiyu had seriously injured his opponent with one blow so easily, and instead returned to indifference.

His eyes were already full of disappointment.

Only he himself understands that he has already been defeated between life and death.

He lost to his instincts.

"This is the power of the ancestors..."

"My so-called ultimate move is not worth mentioning at all!"

"In this world, is it true that Lei Fa is the strongest, and no one can beat it?"

"Then, what are we who are unable to regain the glory of our ancestors and who have mastered the Tianxuan Thunder Imperial Art?"

……

Thousands of years later.

"This seat, Shen Tianjun, sincerely invites my virtuous brother to join Jiutian."

On the isolated peak, Lu Feiyu stood proudly in front of Bai Chen with his hands behind his back, and slowly revealed his long-hidden secret identity.

Since he was just a fledgling, he wiped out millions of troops in one fell swoop, and even killed Taoist Xu with his own hands, the Lu family has already regarded him as the strongest master of the new generation.

The Lu family has passed down from generation to generation, and the authority to control Jiutian was handed over from Shen Tianjun, the previous generation, to him after several tests.

And the first thing Lu Feiyu did was to contact the Bai family and invite Bai Chi, whom he recognized, to join.

"Lu Feiyu, you actually became the contemporary Jiutian? Well, if that's the case, I, Bai, will accompany you to the end!"

Bai Chen and Lu Feiyu have known each other for a long time, and they appreciate each other, so naturally, they became allies.

But Bai Chen was still a little worried: "However, unlike you, I have an orthodox inheritance. I am afraid that the Nine Heavens of the previous generation will not easily recognize my status?"

Lu Feiyu smiled lightly: "They have long since decayed, they are just bones in the tomb, why worry?"

There was a strange light in Bai Chen's eyes: "That's hard to say, after all, they are all giants with profound foundations..."

Lu Feiyu said: "You don't have to try, give me a hundred years, and within a hundred years, all those who are not worthy of virtue will obediently donate their names!"

Bai Chen asked: "What if they don't let me?"

Lu Feiyu was silent for a while, and said: "Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"

The white moth is awe-inspiring.

For a hundred years, Lu Feiyu really hunted and killed him everywhere, and killed them one after another in the nine days of the previous generation.

Undercurrents surged in the heavens, shaking for his sudden birth, but no one could stop it.

Inadvertently, great achievements have been made, and the only one standing in front is the Xianmeng Presbyterian Church.

Lu Feiyu was finally tired of killing, so he hid his identity in the dark and remained silent for tens of thousands of years.

During these tens of thousands of years, he has been traveling the heavens in secret, meeting many people and experiencing many things.

With his strength, he almost swept the heavens and was invincible, leaving all kinds of legends about the mysterious strong man in the world.

However, what no one knew was that deeper and deeper confusion accumulated in his heart.

"Why is it so difficult for me to prove immortality? Is it true that as the elders said, the reason why our monks of the Lu family can be so tyrannical is all due to the legacy of our ancestors?"

"Once we don't have the protection of our ancestors, we are actually just mediocre people, unable to gain a foothold in the world?"

For tens of thousands of years, he challenged the heavens, with victories and losses, but most of the victories were due to the threat of life and death. He used the Dutian Xuanlei imperial method to kill the enemy during his strikes. Cultivation method against the enemy, eventually not defeated.

It has been proved time and time again that his own strength is not worth mentioning compared to the legacy of his ancestors.

He traveled through the heavens and met many extraordinary and outstanding people.

Although their life was not as smooth as his, it was a bit more like flying high and letting me roam.

The stronger Lu Feiyu became, the more deeply he could feel that he was being shrouded in a shadow.

That shadow was so powerful and terrifying that it was simply suffocating and unable to breathe.

This shadow is the source of his strength and the source of his failure, the power of his ancestors!

"I have never been able to prove immortality!"

"I'm not as good as I thought!"

"I... lost..."

"I... am so unwilling!"

The terrifying shadow suddenly turned into boundless darkness, engulfing Lu Feiyu. (~^~)