An extremely violent thunder descended from the sky!

The entire sky, the entire earth, and the Qingcheng Mountains that stretch like sea waves were illuminated instantly!

At this moment, everyone in the square outside the hall felt the power of the heaven and earth, and felt the violent shock from the heart and from the depths of the soul!

This is the pressure of the nobles of the heavens!

This is the punishment like the roar of the sky!

At this time, no one doubted the terrifying strength of Shu King Lu Qingcheng. In the face of this powerful power that ruined the world, no one could resist. Even though he knew he would die, he could not help but kneel down on the ground and worship him!

Similarly, no one would doubt Han Lang’s fate!

The thunder that looked like an angry dragon from the sky would crush everything, and Han Lang was the first to be hit! He would definitely be torn into pieces by the dragon rolling in the thunder clouds!

Rumble!

The thunder that was extremely terrifying was slashing the earth like apart in space!

The entire Qingcheng Mountain was also shocked!

The disciples of the Qingcheng Sect and the guards of the royal palace around them all trembled and fell to death with a bang!

Bluestone debris and tiles and dust were floating in the sky under the strong wind. When the roar between the sky and the earth dissipated, the entire square was already in chaos!

The terrifying thunder clouds are still rolling in the sky, and the dazzling thunder and lightning are looming in the clouds.

Everyone held their breath, and even all the birds and beasts that stretched out in the mountains were silent at this moment.

There is only the thunder sound like a war drum between the vast world!

Is it over? The ups and downs of Qingcheng Mountain Battle, the final winner, is actually always hiding his strength, King Shu?

Vaguely, many people could see the figure standing on the roof of the hall, looking down on all directions! That was the irresistible nobleman who ruled the world!

Crazy! Crazy...

Just then!

Just as the dust and hustle and bustle slowly drifted away, everything gradually returned to the bright light!

The direction that was struck by the terrifying thunder suddenly sounded a slight sound of footsteps!

Who is walking among the ruins of thunder?

A tall figure gradually appeared in people's sight!

Under the shining lightning, people clearly saw the extremely ordinary camouflage casual outfit and... the plain and plain smile.

It's Han Lang!

Everyone who saw this scene widened their eyes and opened their mouths! Their hearts were already shocked!

Under the thunder that was extremely terrifying, under the violent attack that exceeded everyone's imagination, this man named Han Lang was still alive!

And it seems, unscathed!

Standing on the roof of the hall, the arrogant Shu King Lu Qingcheng also saw Han Lang walking towards him step by step.

His face changed slightly, and a deep fear flashed in his eyes!

"You are still alive!" Lu Qingcheng narrowed his eyes and his voice was deep!

Han Lang curled his lips and walked slowly up the ruins of the Qingcheng Sect Hall, saying lightly: "This is yours, your strength?"

"Hmph! Han Lang! You dare to underestimate me?! Death!" Lu Qingcheng was furious again, raised his hands suddenly and waved forward!

Rumble!

The terrifying thunder clouds in the sky instantly became manic again!

A more terrifying thunder rolled down and roared straight for Han Lang to swallow it!

But this time, Thunder did not cause great damage...

Because a golden giant hand that emerged out of thin air had already grabbed the violent thunder and lightning dragon!

boom!

The violent thunder and lightning exploded directly in the golden giant hand, but the violent explosion seemed to be just a tiny ball of electric sparks, flashing in the palm of an ordinary person, and did not shake the giant hand at all!

At the same time, Lu Qingcheng suddenly saw the golden gloves that seemed to be golden in texture on Han Lang's hand!

His pupils shrank slightly, and he sucked in a cold air and said, "That's your... treasure? A lowly person like you actually have treasures!"

Han Lang curled his lips and looked at Lu Qingcheng lightly: "You, kneel down."

Kneel down?!

Lu Qingcheng's heart trembled violently for no reason, but then he roared hideously: "Han Lang! What do you think you are? I am a dignified nobleman! How could it be..."

Buzz!

Before Lu Qingcheng could finish his words, a faint golden light suddenly appeared on Han Lang's body!

The golden light from appearance to dissipation was even faster than the shining of thunder!

But in this moment, Lu Qingcheng felt extremely frightened that Han Lang's body actually emitted a pressure that made him frightened to the extreme!

This pressure was not just the golden armor that flashed away, worn on Han Lang, but also contained the imperial marshal who was under one person and above ten thousand people in the entire Great Yan Empire. He was the lord of Tiannan who slaughtered the city and destroyed the country and buried the corpse in a million. He was violent and domineering!

Just between lightning and fire!

Lu Qingcheng seemed to see a fierce warrior like a huge wave roaring down from the towering snow-capped mountains in Qingtian!

He seemed to see the powerful army leader who had millions of soldiers and the stars under his command, and the madman who dominated the country, instantly disappeared into dust!

He seemed to see the elite warrior armed to his teeth throwing his arms and throwing his armor and running wildly, and being driven into the turbulent sea like pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep...

In this illusory moment that almost seemed to be from ancient times to the present, Lu Qingcheng seemed to see an extremely huge empire collapsed. Above the ruins filled with gunpowder, a vast war god stood proudly, with a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood under his feet!

The ultimate fear instantly filled his heart. Lu Qingcheng was so frightened that his whole body was trembling wildly, and cold sweat soaked his whole body!

And just then!

The terrifying thunder clouds in the sky exploded!

As the moonlight shone through the clouds, a giant golden hand faintly spread out, scattering the thunder clouds and scattering the last defense of Lu Qingcheng!

The King of Shu, who claimed to be a noble man, and the last pride in his heart, the entire magnificent hall under his feet, and his body, were all destroyed!

Rumble!

In everyone's sight, the Qingcheng Sect Hall, which stood for hundreds of years without falling, was sunk and martyrs all over the world, collapsed in the noisy and flying dust!

No one knows what happened, except Han Lang and... Lu Qingcheng!

In the midst of the dust and hustle and bustle, Lu Qingcheng knelt on his knees, his eyes were filled with fear, his body trembled like an electric shock, his heart and blood vessels were almost frightened by this terrifying force and pressure!

Han Lang was still standing there calmly, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and as if everything was taken for granted.

"Han, Han Lang...I, I am the royal family of the empire..." Lu Qingcheng knelt on the ground tremblingly. Although he was unwilling to admit it, he was kneeling down to the man in front of him, begging for mercy!
Chapter completed!