I Have 100,000 Dead Warriors

Ziyun is proficient in the art of disguise. He lurks in the heaven and reports any news he gets to Su Jin as soon as possible.

"Master, those guys are preparing to refine a treasure to deal with you."

Su Jin heard this and smiled casually, "Thank goodness Donghua for coming up with this idea! They haven't been through the proper baptism of thunder tribulation and can't withstand my thunder strikes, so they thought of using a roundabout strategy and using the power of objects to resist."

Ziyun frowned, "Your purple-gold mystical thunder is earth-shaking and has boundless power. If it is restrained, its combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced. How do you plan to deal with it, Master?"

Su Jin smiled and shook her head: "No need to deal with it, they want to die, I will help them."

Ziyun was puzzled: "This..."

Su Jin smiled and said, "The purple-gold mystical lightning that I cultivate is not a product of this world. Even if Mo Yuan can really refine a divine shield that restrains all the lightning methods in the world, it is unlikely to withstand a thunderbolt attack. Even if his shield can really restrain the purple-gold mystical lightning, it depends on whether the user's cultivation is strong enough."

Although all things in the world are mutually dependent and restrained, this restraint requires the two forces to be in a state of balance in order to form comprehensive suppression.

To give the simplest example, it's like water and fire.

As we all know, water can conquer fire.

But if it is a mountain on fire and there is only one bucket of water available to put out the fire, can it still be put out?

The answer is yes, no.

If this bucket of water is poured on it, not only will it fail to put out the fire, but it will also be completely evaporated by the fire on the mountain.

The fire is too strong and the water is too little. Even if water can overcome the fire, it cannot solve the problem.

Similarly, the power of this purple-gold mysterious thunder mainly depends on the cultivation level of the user himself.

If the one who casts the purple-gold mysterious thunder is one of the seven sword masters.

The divine shield refined by Mo Yuan can naturally restrain the enemy.

But now that she is the one performing this thunder technique, the situation is different.

After a hundred years of practice, Su Jin's magical powers were already very powerful.

During the thousand years that Su Jin had been searching for her successor, she had slowed down her cultivation.

Her 100,000 death warriors continued to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth day and night, and the magic power they cultivated was continuously transferred to Su Jin's body.

At this moment, Su Jin's magical power is so strong that not only does it surpass her father and mother gods who have long since returned to chaos, but even all the gods in the world combined are not as strong as her.

If she fought at her full strength and unleashed the purple-gold mystical thunder, even if Mo Yuan refined a hundred Donghuang bell-level divine shields, they would still be smashed to pieces.

Hearing this, Ziyun's brows relaxed, and he lowered his head and smiled: "Master, what you said is very true. No matter how good a magic weapon is, without strong enough magic power, it cannot exert its maximum power."

Su Jinyu smiled sweetly: "Bai Qian's group is like grasshoppers in autumn, they won't be able to jump for long. Since they want to restrain the purple gold thunder's divine shield, then go ahead and refine it. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. I will give them a surprise when we face off in the future."

Ziyun: "Master is wise!"

Su Jin let Mo Yuan refine the artifact, but she had no intention of stopping to cause trouble.

Look, the Seven Sword Masters are doing something again.

The next day, Yuhua appeared in the Northern Wasteland under the jurisdiction of Qingqiu.

Yuhua knew what kind of people the Bai family was like, so she didn't waste any words and used her magic to attack as soon as she appeared.

As his name suggests, he is good at the art of using hidden weapons as finely as rain, and all the hidden weapons he uses are filled with poison.

Whoosh whoosh.

The void opened up, and a rain of extremely poisonous pear blossom needles shot out.