All My Disciples Are Kings

Mu Fusheng is a living example.

Before, even the eldest brother and the others could not change him. Every time Mu Fusheng followed Ye Qiubai and Xiaohei, they were forced to cause trouble and then handle it carefully.

So now Mu Fusheng is taking the initiative to resolve the matter in a high-profile way.

Hearing Mu Fusheng's words.

Even Xiao Hei couldn't help but sigh, "I never imagined that a priest brother would say such a thing."

Jiuxuan looked at Jiubailu and said, "Sister Huang...it seems that Brother Mu has a lot of affection for you."

However, at this time, Jiu Bailu was staring closely at Mu Fusheng's back, as if in his eyes, he was the only one in the world.

Even the surrounding sounds disappeared.

She understood his character, but now he said such words and did such things for her... How could she not be moved?

Who says icebergs can’t be emotional?

It's just that she hasn't met the person who can make her emotional.

Hearing Mu Fusheng's words, Ji Yang sneered: "You want to be ranked third on the Cangxuan Ranking? Then we have to see if you have the ability."

Having said this, Ji Yang's figure swept out of the main hall and came to the sky above the main hall.

"It's too narrow here, come out and fight!"

Mu Fusheng smiled lightly and followed suit.

As the two left the hall, others immediately followed.

They all wanted to see how far this unknown man could compete with Ji Yang, who was third on the Cangxuan Ranking, the Holy Son of the Seven Treasures Sect, and had multiple auras.

Ji Yang stared at Mu Fusheng, feeling the aura that made him survive the first thunderstorm, and couldn't help but sneer: "Do you want me to suppress my realm? Otherwise, others will say that I am incompetent."

Mu Fusheng looked at Ji Yang and asked, "Have you survived the fifth thunder tribulation?"

Ji Yang: "So what?"

"What I mean is that you don't have to suppress the state. If it doesn't crush you when you're at your peak, there's no point."

As he spoke, Mu Fusheng spread his hands, and the power of ancient divine thunder began to swirl and flicker around Mu Fusheng.

Xuanyin Purple Thunder, Heavenly Punishment Divine Thunder, Six-Nine Heavenly Thunder, Tai Chi Yin Yang Zhengqi Divine Thunder, Small Five Elements Hunyuan Divine Thunder, Large Five Elements Extinction Divine Thunder and Zixiao Divine Thunder.

But, it's not just that.

As the ancient divine thunder slowly emerged, a streak of thunder appeared between Mu Fusheng's eyebrows.

Within the light pattern, a destructive power of thunder slowly condensed out!

The eighth kind of ancient divine thunder, the Dutian divine thunder!

With the emergence of eight ancient divine thunders.

Mu Fusheng's aura seemed to have broken through some kind of limit, and it began to surge from the aura that had survived the first thunder tribulation!

Under the horrified and solemn gazes of Ji Yang and others, Mu Fusheng's aura was actually comparable to Ji Yang's!

It is also the aura that has reached the fifth level of thunder tribulation!

At this point.

Mu Fusheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and soul fire appeared between his eyebrows!

The aura of the divine soul began to control these eight ancient divine thunders, wandering around him, and then transformed into a dragon!

The Ancient Sage stood next to Xiao Hei and asked: "How far has he reached now? I always feel that he is not at his full strength yet."

Xiao Hei smiled and said: "That's not clear, but the Holy Son of the Seven Treasures Holy Sect probably can't bring out the full strength of the priest brother, right?"

The Ancient Sage nodded in agreement.

He thought so too.

The elder of the Qibao Holy Sect looked at this scene and frowned slightly: "Ancient divine thunder... One person can actually control eight kinds of ancient divine thunder. No wonder he has the confidence to challenge the Holy Son."

"No...it's not just the aura of the ancient divine thunder." The other elder's face was solemn, as if he had discovered something, and he stared at the thunder dragon formed by the eight ancient divine thunders around Mu Fusheng.

"This breath...is the power of thunder!"

As soon as these words came out, the pupils of everyone around him shrank sharply.

Tribulation thunder?

Doesn't that belong to the power of heaven? Why does it appear in a monk?

The dean of Hunling Academy couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "You are really a monster. I have never heard of anyone being able to control the power of thunder for their own use."

The leader of the Mo family also nodded, his eyes full of joy.

He understood that the person who allowed Mu Fusheng to master the power of thunder was definitely Lu Changsheng.

Only he can help his disciples reach this point.

Of course, Mu Fusheng's own talent is also very terrifying, otherwise it would be impossible to master the Tribulation Thunder.

Mu Fusheng looked at Ji Yang with a dull expression and said, "If it were me before, I would not have given others a chance to strike first... But it is different now. I will let you strike first and then defeat you. This seems more convincing." ”

If Ye Qiubai and the others heard Mu Fusheng's words here, they would probably rub their eyes and ask.

Who are you, buddy?

Bring Mu Fusheng back quickly!

Ji Yang's face was gloomy, "Don't be too arrogant..."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, and in the palm of his hand, a Seven Treasures Seal appeared.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Hei frowned slightly.

It's the same technique as the one from the Seven Treasures Holy Sect.

I remember it seems to be called the Seven Treasures Holy Technique, the Seven Treasures Seal...

Ji Yang shouted low, the Seven Treasure Seal floated in the palm of his hand, and blasted it in the direction of Mu Fusheng!

"Refining the Void Seal!"

For a moment, Mu Fusheng seemed to be filled with a sea of ​​fire.

A huge seal turned into a cauldron of pill furnace, and it shrouded him, as if it wanted to refine him.

Mu Fusheng did not retreat or evade, watching this scene coldly and turning a deaf ear to the waves of fire sweeping around him.

His body just shook slightly.

Around him, there were talismans and seals sweeping out overwhelmingly!

With Mu Fusheng as the center, the circles of talismans released destructive lightning, isolating the waves of fire.

At the same time, Mu Fusheng raised his head, looked at the pill furnace suppressing it, and gently raised his hand.

"Xuan Yin Zi Lei." He murmured in a low voice.

On the left side of Mu Fusheng, the purple thunder dragon seemed to have received Mu Fusheng's instructions, and rushed towards the alchemy furnace with bursts of dragon roars!

Boom!

Purple lightning and lightning keep sputtering!

That cauldron of pill furnaces that covered the sky and the sun had no chance of resisting, and it didn't have to contend with the Xuanyin Purple Thunder for long before it was directly smashed into pieces by the Purple Thunder Dragon!

Mu Fusheng withdrew the Xuanyin Purple Thunder, and the surrounding sea of ​​fire gradually dissipated. Ji Yang's ugly face appeared in Mu Fusheng's sight again.

"If it were before, I would definitely pursue the victory and not give you any chance to fight back."

Mu Fusheng's brows were frivolous, and there was a hint of disdain in his eyes. "But now, keep using whatever tricks you have, while I still have patience."