The game starts with escaping from the famine and flipping the table

Fantasy array.

A thrilling showdown is taking place.

The moment the sky was torn apart, purple lightning and black fog intertwined into a huge vortex above the Demon Valley. This vortex was like a violent black hole, swallowing up everything around it.

And in the center of the vortex, Lei Jian Sect's leader Qiu Jiuxiao stepped on the lightning, and his figure was as fast as lightning.

The "Nine Heavens Thunder Sword" in his hand was emitting sword energy that was hundreds of feet long.

The sword energy was like a roaring dragon, majestic and powerful, shocking all directions.

Wherever the sword pointed, the space seemed to be torn apart and cracked inch by inch.

This terrifying power can make people tremble with fear.

Opposite Qiu Jiuxiao, the Lord of the Evil God Temple had a fluttering black robe, like a ghost.

The ten bone claws of the Evil God Temple Master were dripping with dark green venom, which emitted a pungent stench, as if it was a curse from hell.

The netherworld chains wrapped around his fingertips caused thousands of wronged souls to let out sharp and piercing howls.

These wronged souls were bound by chains, their bodies were strangled tightly, and they were unable to break free in their confusion.

These souls were struggling in pain, and every movement seemed extremely difficult, as if the entire soul was about to be torn apart.

There were screams coming one after another, some like babies crying, some like evil spirits roaring, and some like desperate cries before death...

These sounds intertwined together almost pierced one's eardrums.

These souls were baring their fangs and claws, as if they wanted to tear apart everything they could touch, as if this could ease their pain.

"The three elders of the Thunder Prison! Form a formation!" Qiu Jiuxiao's voice exploded like thunder, shattering the clouds. His roar contained endless anger and majesty, which made people tremble with fear.

As he finished speaking, three white-haired old men appeared in the air like ghosts. The lightning patterns around them surged like lightning, instantly illuminating the entire space. The lightning in their palms blended together, forming a huge cage that trapped the 108 elders of the Evil God Temple.

Among the three elders of the Thunder Prison, the Greatest Elder's hands were as fast as lightning, and he quickly formed an ancient and mysterious hand seal - the "Thunder Seal".

In an instant, thousands of lightning bolts gushed out from his hands like dancing silver snakes, and pierced through the bodies of the three evil cultivators in an instant like a dense rain of arrows.

The two elders swung out a long "Thunder Soul Whip", the tip of the whip exploded in mid-air and turned into countless lightning beams.

These lightning bolts were like sharp sword energy, easily tearing the evil cultivators' protective magic into countless pieces, like paper ravaged by a strong wind.

The third elder was wielding a lightning sword, and the sword shadow flew rapidly through the air, transforming into a huge thunder dragon. The third elder was using the Thunder Sword Sect's "Nine Heavens Thunder Sword Art".

Wherever the thunder dragon passed, blood mist and lightning intertwined to form a bloody rainstorm that submerged the bodies of the evil cultivators.

The 108 elders of the Evil God Temple are not ordinary characters. Each of them has unique and powerful abilities.

The leading elder, Blood Evil, was the best among them. A long blood river gushed out of his mouth. The river seemed to contain endless murderous intent and breath of death. Wherever it passed, not only did the grass and trees wither instantly, but even the land became dry and cracked, with no grass growing on it.

The White Bone Elder shook the soul-calling banner in his hand. As he moved, the ground began to shake violently. Countless skeleton soldiers crawled out from the ground, and their bones made crackling sounds, which was creepy.

The claws of these skeleton soldiers are extremely sharp. When they are waved in the air, they can actually make a sizzling sound, as if even the air can be torn apart by them.

Elder Poison Princess was not to be outdone. She suddenly threw out a cloud of poisonous mist, which was a strange green color and emitted a strong stench.

When the poisonous fog collided with the thunder, there was a sharp crackling sound, as if two forces were fighting fiercely. The corrosive poison gas was even more powerful, and it quickly eroded the ground, and in the blink of an eye, countless pits were eroded on the ground, which looked like a beehive riddled with holes.

However, facing such a fierce attack, the monks of the Thunder Sword Sect showed no fear. The lightning in their hands seemed to have some kind of intelligence, and they could always split the poisonous miasma, cut off the demon soldiers, and resolve the attacks of the elders of the Evil God Temple one by one at the most critical moment.

In the center of the battlefield, the confrontation between Qiu Jiuxiao and the Lord of the Evil God Temple has reached a fever pitch.

The night was as dark as ink, and thick black fog was swirling over the battlefield. The Lord of the Evil God Temple tapped the white bone spokes of the Nether Bone Wheel with his fingertips, and twelve dark green runes suddenly lit up.

The Netherworld Bone Wheel is a wheel with a diameter of three feet, made from the skeletons of countless vengeful spirits. The dark blue bone blades embedded in the edge exude a bone-corrosive chill, and the pitch-black soul bead suspended in the center of the wheel emits the fierce howls of ghosts.

"The Nine Heavens Thunder Sword Art is just a name in vain!"

Lose the battle, not the battle. The evil god temple master grinned and swung the bone wheel. In an instant, the wheel burst into a dazzling light, and countless translucent resentful souls poured out of the wheel, condensing into a three-headed, six-armed white bone golem in the air. The chain in the golem's hand was wrapped in a bloody storm and smashed towards Qiu Jiuxiao. Every link of the chain was entangled with the wailing resentful souls.

Qiu Jiuxiao pointed his sword to the sky, and electric patterns flowed on the black iron sword. He shouted "Rise!" and the air within a radius of ten feet suddenly trembled, and bursts of muffled thunder came from the clouds.

The sword light was like a silver dragon emerging from the abyss, carrying the first heavenly thunder and striking towards the bone golem. The chains collided with the sword light, bursting into dazzling sparks, and the golem's arm broke with a sound as gravel flew everywhere.

Upon seeing this, the Evil God Temple Master's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he formed seals with his hands to activate the Netherworld Bone Wheel.

The speed of the bone wheel suddenly increased, forming a black vortex that sucked in all the black fog around it, turning it into a netherworld bone blade with a diameter of several feet, and slashed towards Qiu Jiuxiao with a sharp roar that tore through space.

Qiu Jiuxiao was not in a hurry. He tapped the ground with the tip of his sword and soared into the air. He tapped his sword repeatedly, and three purple lightning bolts fell from the sky, forming a lightning shield in front of him. The Nether Bone Blade slashed on the shield, making a harsh metallic friction sound. The lightning and the ghost light intertwined, illuminating the entire battlefield.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Sword Technique, third move - Thunder Prison!"

Qiu Jiuxiao shouted loudly, and lightning flashed all around him. Countless purple thunders fell from Jiuxiao, forming a huge thunder prison in the air, trapping the Lord of the Evil God Temple and the Netherworld Bone Wheel inside.

The Lord of the Evil God Temple frantically urged the bone wheel, trying to break through the thunder prison, but every time a ray of dim light collided with the lightning, it made an earth-shaking roar.

At the critical moment, Qiu Jiuxiao raised the black iron sword high, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the sky. A thunderous roar came from the clouds, and a purple lightning as thick as a bucket fell from the sky and struck the Netherworld Bone Wheel.

There was a loud "bang", and the runes on the bone wheel shattered, the black soul bead exploded, and the Lord of the Evil God Temple screamed and flew backwards.

Qiu Jiuxiao took advantage of the victory and pursued the enemy, his sword flashing like lightning, going straight for the throat of the Lord of the Evil God Temple.

The master of the evil god hall hurriedly waved the bone wheel to resist, but Qiu Jiuxiao cut off the spokes with one sword, and then the second sword pierced his chest. However, at the last moment, the soul of the master of the evil god hall turned into a wisp of black smoke and drilled into the evil god statue in the main hall of the evil god hall.

Only the Netherworld Bone Wheel lost control, turned into powder in the air, and disappeared into the night.

The battlefield returned to silence, only Qiu Jiuxiao stood in the lightning. The remaining lightning on the sword gradually dissipated, as if telling the story of this thrilling battle.

Qiu Jiuxiao did not stop. He quickly chased after him and directly broke into the main hall of the Evil God Temple.

The moment Qiu Jiuxiao entered the main hall of the Evil God Temple, the door closed. The entire main hall of the Evil God Temple actually shook, and finally separated from the palace complex of the Evil God Temple, quickly shrank and flew away.

flew away!

This sudden change shocked both sides in the battle. The entire battlefield seemed to have been paused, and everyone's eyes were locked on the direction where the main hall of the Evil God Temple flew away.

Unfortunately, the main hall of the Evil God Temple had disappeared without a trace.

"Fuck, a flying house, this must be a magical weapon!" I don't know which evil elder was the first to react. He was so angry in his heart that it almost burned him.

That is an artifact!

Who could tell him that the main hall of the Evil God Temple that they went in and out of every day could actually be a divine artifact?

Unfortunately, it was too late to know now. The master of the Evil God Temple had already escaped with the artifact.

The artifact, the Demon Sealing Formation couldn't stop it at all, and it was still broken by the artifact. Fortunately, the elders of the Thunder Sword Sect were very powerful and responded very quickly to repair the loophole, which stopped the evil cultivator who wanted to take advantage of the loophole to escape.

The forces of good and evil fought again.

Put it in the place of death and then survive; be trapped in the place of death and then survive.

Perhaps the evil cultivators knew that they would die if they could not get out, or perhaps the magic weapon successfully broke the demon-sealing formation and gave the evil cultivators confidence. These evil cultivators were like they had taken drugs and fought back frantically like a colony of ants.

The thunder formation of the three elders in the Thunder Prison gradually dimmed.

In order to protect the allies from other forces who came with the Thunder Sword Sect to encircle and suppress the enemy, the three elders of the Thunder Prison fought to the death.

The eldest elder withstood three magic arrows, and a blood hole exploded in his chest; the second elder's Thunder Spirit Whip was cut off by the magic blade and turned into a sky full of lightning and dissipated; the third elder's Thunder Sword was entangled by countless evil cultivators, and finally died from exhaustion...

The sacrifice of the three elders of Leiyu bought time for the allies to activate the killing formation.

It was also because the evil cultivators madly flocked in and gathered together that the Evil Destroyer Alliance had the opportunity to wipe them out in one fell swoop.

The allies of the Evil-Slaying Alliance did not retreat but advanced. After successfully clearing out all the disciples of the Evil God Temple who were trapped in the Demon Sealing Array, they conducted a carpet search of the entire Demon Valley, truly digging three feet deep into the ground to not let a single one go.

Only Qiu Jiuxiao's whereabouts are unknown.

In the end, with fearless courage and firm belief, the Thunder Sword Sect led the entire continent to defeat the Evil God Temple. They defended justice with their lives and brought peace to the world.

Unfortunately, the three elders of Leiyu and the seventy-two elders of Leijian Sect also died in the battle. In the entire Leijian Sect, the only ones who survived were ordinary disciples without thunder spirit roots.

The Lei Jian Sect eventually closed its doors and retired, never to be heard of again.

“In the past, purple lightning illuminated the sky, but now the broken monument accompanies the evening tide. The Thunder Sword is silent and few people are around, only lonely souls sing farewell songs.” The Holy Land of Thunder Sword, which once made cultivators all over the world in awe, eventually turned into a sad legend in the history of the cultivation world.

Only Qiu Jiuxiao was still in the main hall of the Evil God Temple, fighting wits and courage with the Nascent Soul of the Evil God Temple Master.

Although only his Nascent Soul escaped from the Evil God Temple Master, his Nascent Soul was hidden in the divine weapon. With the help of the divine weapon's power, Qiu Jiuxiao was unable to do anything to him for a while.

The key is that you can’t hit it at all!

This is the home advantage.

The master of the evil god hall directly activated all the souls cultivated over the past thousand years. They were densely packed, like soul-eating ants coming out of their holes, and instantly filled the evil god hall. This fully demonstrated what the human (ghost) sea tactics are.

Wherever the souls passed, the temperature dropped by several degrees. If Qiu Jiuxiao had not been born with a thunder spirit, he would have been swallowed by the densely packed souls.

Fortunately, Qiu Jiuxiao activated the "Nine Heavens Purple Thunder Art", and the electric net on his body was invisible, isolating all the souls. This thing is the nemesis of souls. If you get close to it, your soul will be scattered. Which soul dares to get close?

Seeing this, Qiu Jiuxiao's eyes flashed with determination, and he poured all his life's cultivation into the Jiuxiao Thunder Sword: "Thunder Prison Burial Heaven!"

The entire hall was submerged in a sea of ​​purple thunder. The souls that filled the main hall of the Evil God Temple screamed miserably in the thunder and fled in all directions, but no one could escape.

The evil god's temple master's heart was bleeding, but he was powerless. After all, he was only a Nascent Soul now. A Nascent Soul was nothing more than a spirit, a soul, and had no entity.

The Lord of the Evil God Temple knew that as long as his Nascent Soul dared to go out, it would be a death sentence, and nothing would change except his death.

However, he couldn't swallow this anger. So he kept provoking Qiu Jiuxiao with words, trying to stir up Qiu Jiuxiao's negative emotions, which was a great tonic for him.

Inside the main hall of the Evil God Temple, harsh curses echoed along with sinister sneers: "Thunder Sword Sect, are all the Thunder Spiritual Roots dead this time?"

Hahaha!

"does it worth?"

"Without the Thunder Spiritual Root, the Thunder Sword Sect will never have a successor!"

……

Every sentence is heart-wrenching.

Qiu Jiuxiao's heart felt as if it was pierced by thousands of arrows, and the pain was so severe that he was almost numb.

He founded the Leijian Sect, but also destroyed it with his own hands.

This is good. The remaining disciples of the Leijian Sect are ordinary disciples who do not have thunder spiritual roots. As long as they follow his arrangements, at least they will not be targeted anymore in the future.

At the very least, they can live an easier life.

Qiu Jiuxiao hates evil and has a hot temper, but he is not stupid.

Qiu Jiuxiao didn't believe that the deaths of so many disciples were all caused by the Evil God Temple.

The truth is sometimes so cruel and bloody.

After this battle, let the final glory of the Thunder Sword Sect be forever frozen in that sea of ​​thunder soaked in blood.

Inheritance is not important. What is important is that those disciples of the Leijian Sect who do not have thunder spiritual roots can survive!

Since he has no worries, what is there for him to hesitate about?

A magical weapon?

Is it really indestructible?

not necessarily!

Therefore, Qiu Jiuxiao directly detonated all the magic weapons he carried with him.

Finally, he blew himself up.

The self-detonation of a Mahayana being is definitely no less destructive than a nuclear weapon explosion in the afterlife.

"what!"

“Stop! Stop! Stop quickly!” When the Lord of the Evil God Temple discovered Qiu Jiuxiao’s purpose, he became completely scared and began to frantically stop him, and kept trying to throw Qiu Jiuxiao out.

But no one knew what Qiu Jiuxiao had done, the magic weapon couldn't even throw him out.

In the end, the Lord of the Evil God Temple could only watch Qiu Jiuxiao self-destruct, and his own Nascent Soul was also blown to pieces.

The sacred artifact was also blown into pieces and fell into the East China Sea.

How crazy!

Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do now. He could only hope that there would be some strength behind him so that he could be resurrected.