"Boom!"
Just as He Ping'an left the place, Gongsun Yuanyi's body suddenly shattered, and a powerful thunder exploded in Gongsun Yuanyi's body, instantly covering a hundred miles radius.
In the thunder light, five colors of thunder and lightning intertwined, and red, yellow, blue, white, and gold light flashed respectively. The terrifying power was like the end of the world, raging in the hundreds of miles of land.
The night-filled sky was illuminated by five-color lightning as if it were daytime. The powerful aftermath spread out in all directions. Even Xuanyang, who was thousands of miles away, could clearly feel the strong thunder fluctuations here.
It wasn't until a cup of tea that the five-color lightning gradually disappeared, revealing the land ravaged by lightning.
Within a hundred miles, all the mountain peaks were shattered into powder by the lightning. Above the ground, the bottomless cracks torn open by the lightning seemed to be able to see the magma and fire underground.
He Ping'an flashed and appeared in the center of the explosion. Sensing the fluctuations of lightning here, he turned pale and spat out three words: "Five Thunder Beads!"
The Five Thunder Beads were a great killing weapon that appeared before Daxuan was founded.
It was refined by the long-destroyed Shenxiao Sect, and the five elements of divine thunder between heaven and earth were refined into a square inch. Once struck by the five thunder beads, even a true immortal would not be able to escape death.
When he was born that year, it caused shock in the world. Later, when the forces supported by the Shenxiao Sect competed with Taizu Daxuan for the world, they were defeated by Taizu.
It is said that Taizu Daxuan was also injured by these five thunder beads.
Fortunately, Wu Sheng's physical strength prevented his death.
Therefore, after the founding of the country, Taizu directly destroyed the Shenxiao Sect. The Five Thunder Beads also disappeared and never appeared again.
Who would have thought that today, he would reappear in the world.
If He Ping'an hadn't learned how to control the golden light on the ground, I'm afraid this clone would have been destroyed at least this time.
"Fortunately, it didn't explode in Xuanyang, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
He Ping'an scanned the surrounding area with his consciousness. The place he chose for the ambush was originally a deserted and remote place. Therefore, although the Five Thunder Beads were extremely powerful, they did not cause any casualties.
"This Gongsun Yuanyi is also related to the inner demon Taoist master."
Gongsun Yuanyi is nothing more than cannon fodder.
Whether he was setting Lu Yong's trap or massacring the entire Gusong Village, he was all under the orders of others.
But just now, he sensed the aura of the inner demon Taoist master on Gongsun Yuanyi's body.
But today in court, nothing was found.
This shows that Gongsun Yuanyi was transformed into a clone by the Taoist Master of the Inner Demon after he retired today.
At the same time, it was explained that the inner demon clone who had sneaked into the upper echelons of Daxuan was very close to Gongsun Yuanyi.
In fact, it is very likely that he is Gongsun Yuanyi's master, Tao Zhenren.
If this is the case, it can also explain why Tao Zhenren wants to exchange for the Paradise Fruit. If he is the clone of the inner demon Taoist master, he naturally wants the demon realm to invade Daxuan.
But why does the inner demon Taoist never forget him?
He Pingan found that he was getting closer and closer to the truth.
Maybe it won't be long before he can meet the inner demon Taoist master.
But for now, we still need to sort out some small things left over from before.
At this moment, his mind moved, and Xiaoyan's divine number appeared, as if someone was peeping at him.
He Ping'an looked up at the sky, his eyes as bright as stars, thoughtful.
After a breath, an indifferent smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and then the black-sheathed sword appeared in his hand. He slashed out with a sword, and the white sword light rose into the sky, majestic and majestic, splitting the sky above his head into two in an instant.
As the sky was cut open, the sense of peeping disappeared, and at the same time, the sound of a broken mirror faintly reached He Pingan's ears.
He Ping'an continued to explore the place for a while, and felt that someone seemed to be coming from Xuanyang, and then disappeared from the place.
...
The west of Daxuan.
The Demon Realm is vast for millions of miles, and the sky and the earth are all blood-red.
Viewed from the air, countless creatures are fighting on the ground, and scarlet blood is splashed on the ground, adding a bit more color to the blood-red earth.
Even the occasional clouds floating in the sky seemed to be dyed red with blood, making people feel a bit cruel and bloodthirsty when they saw it.
Demonic realm, inner demon palace.
It is the place where the Taoist Lord of the Demonic Realm performs pure cultivation.
The energy of people fighting in the Demon Realm, the energy of grief over death, and other emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, flowed into the Heart Demon Palace and were quietly absorbed by the Heart Demon Taoist Master who stood in front of a huge bronze mirror.
The picture that appeared on the bronze mirror was none other than He Pingan's clone, Ximen Chuixue.
As Ximen Chuixue raised the sword in his hand and slashed it down, the bronze mirror instantly shattered. The sword's intention even broke through the mirror and slashed towards the inner demon Taoist master.
Soon enough, the inner demon Taoist Master suddenly stretched out his right palm and held the sword intention in his hand. Then the mana surged, and the sword intention was easily crushed.
"Ximen Chuixue... what does it have to do with He Ping'an... is he the same person from two hundred years ago!"
The bronze mirror was shattered, the picture in front of him disappeared, and in the voice of the inner demon Taoist master, there was extreme doubt about Ximen Chuixue's identity.
The Taoist Master of the Inner Demon pondered for a moment, then sat cross-legged on the ground, his mind drifting away.
...
Ten days later, Lu County, Zhongzhou.
As time goes by, the incidents of monsters harming people in Lu County have gradually become less common.
The fact that He Pingan and others came to Lu County has become a thing of the past and can no longer occupy a hot topic in the city.
On the contrary, the Five Thunder Beads have reappeared in the world and have been spread from Xuanyang to Lu County, but they are only spread among the monks and have not been spread among the common people.
On this day, a sloppy old Taoist came to the county town holding a black iron long knife.
"The knives are for sale. The knives are for sale. Everyone passes by and comes to take a look."
"Lao Dao's dragon-slaying knife is made of thousand-year-old black iron, mixed with Western fine gold. It cuts iron like mud and cuts hair when blown. It is a rare sword!"
Hearing the old Taoist shouting, several passers-by looked at the dragon-slaying knife. They saw that the blade was dark and unremarkable. They couldn't help laughing and said: "You old Taoist are bragging, this knife is nothing to look at." .”
"You don't believe it?"
The old man's eyes widened.
"Of course I don't believe it!"
A few people joked that most of the people who pretend to be old Taoist monks and beggars to sell sword secrets are all scammers.
"You can take any weapon you want and try it on my sword. If what I say is even half-false, I will give you the Dragon Slaying Sword without taking any money from me!"
The old man blew his beard and glared at several people, then raised the dragon-slaying knife in his hand.
"Hey, I was just waiting for your words."
One of the men dressed as a swordsman pulled out a long knife from his waist and slashed at the dragon-slaying knife in the old Taoist hand.
I saw a flash of sword light without even making a sound. The swordsman's long sword was directly broken into two pieces, as silky as Dove...
"How can this be?"
The swordsman looked at the half of the blade in his hand, with a look of disbelief on his face. Although his sword was not a magic weapon, it was produced by a famous craftsman, and it could be broken in half so easily.
"Hey, I don't believe it!"
Another old man pulled out a strand of white hair from his head and placed it on the dragon-slaying knife. As soon as a breeze blew, the white hair broke into two pieces.
"hiss......"
Several people were immediately shocked, what a precious sword, it really deserves the name of dragon-slaying sword.
"Master Taoist, how much money would you sell this dragon-slaying knife for?"
"I bought it."
The swordsman reacted first and asked.
"Yes, yes, how much money did you sell for, I bought it!"
"I'll buy it too!"
Several people spoke almost at the same time, wanting to buy the dragon-slaying knife.
"No more, no more, just three thousand taels...gold."
"No credit!"
"Hey, you're such an old man, you're blackmailing people!"
A few people were a little eager to try it when they heard the old Taoist say it was three thousand taels. Although they didn't have it themselves, they could borrow it.
Moreover, families who can wield swords and guns generally have good conditions.
It turned out to be gold in the end, and a few people immediately wanted to curse.
Three thousand taels of gold is equivalent to 30,000 taels of silver. Only a few dozen people in the entire Lu County can afford so much cash.
In two days, the news about Lao Dao selling knives had spread throughout Lu County.
In the palace of Prince Lu.
A palace guard with a sixth-level martial arts was standing in the hall, reporting the matter to King Lu.
"Is there really such a precious sword?"
"What kind of cultivation level does the old Taoist have?"
King Lu's heart moved. Although he had collected many precious swords, who could think of too many treasures?
The palace guard reported the situation of his investigation: "According to what my subordinates saw, the sword should be authentic. My experienced subordinates also went to investigate. It seems to be a sixth-grade martial artist."
"Sixth-grade martial artist?"
"This old man actually dares to call the weapon the Dragon Slaying Sword. It's so treasonous!"
"This king should take care of His Majesty's worries!"
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