"Uncle Liu, are you kidding me? You already have plenty of energy in the void, do you still have a way to deal with it? It's not as simple as detonating the opponent's attack! Although I know your ability is very strong, I want to do this kind of thing. It's too incredible, isn't it?"

"Are you serious, Alliance Leader Liu? So how many powerful abilities are you hiding?"

"How do I find that every time I think you have used all your skills, Alliance Leader Liu, you can always show new methods? Why do you look like a monster?"

The monks present were shocked.

However, Liu Zhengyang didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

He even said as a matter of course: "As a cultivator, I have been forcing myself to improve and develop new tricks in battle. Isn't this normal? If we don't work hard to force ourselves to improve and become stronger, we will sooner or later be eliminated by the younger generation. And the elimination of monks can mean death."

Although Liu Zhengyang said this, and it sounded reasonable, everyone was still speechless.

Because even if most cultivators want to become stronger, it does not mean that they can do it if they want to become stronger.

Even if people like Zhong Qinglei and Panmen Sect Master get a lot of resources through Liu Zhengyang, they can only improve their realm, and then use this to improve their combat effectiveness.

How can such a difficult task of developing new skills be done?

However, now is clearly not the time to be amazed.

Looking at the energy that was still brewing in the sky and the powerful energy attacks that the Doumen cultivators were still unleashing, Zhang Feng urged directly, "Everyone, stop chatting, and Alliance Leader Liu, if you have the means, act quickly. , let's get rid of the energy brewing in mid-air."

"No problem." Liu Zhengyang readily agreed.

Then, he condensed a powerful energy nucleus and hit it high in the air, entering the dark cloud of energy.

In an instant, the dark cloud of energy brewing in the sky is like a large number of iron filings encountering an extra-large magnet, and it is like thousands of rivers converging into the sea, quickly condensing, and finally turning into an extra-large energy group in the sky. , a large number of thunder and lightning followed.

Boom!

Deafening roars of thunder echoed high in the sky, while dazzling lightning illuminated the sky and the earth.

The monks in the branch were dumbfounded when they saw the changes in the sky.

Zhong Qinglei hurriedly said: "Liu Zhengyang! Are you crazy? We asked you to find a way to get rid of those energies, not let you condense them! We could last for a while, but now we have to detonate the bomb directly. It's gone!"

"Are we finished?" Panmen's sect master said with a pale face: "Although the bomb was detonated in advance, its power is not what we can bear. Especially the monks with Doumen next to them are eyeing, waiting for the energy storm. When it erupts, the monks in Doumen will definitely take the opportunity to attack."

Zhang Feng glanced at Liu Zhengyang speechlessly, and asked: "Uncle Liu, my intuition tells me that there should be a reason for you to do this. Could you please explain it? Even if we die, at least let us die clearly. Could it be that you were taken away by the ancient powerhouses of Doumen?"

Liu Zhengyang was stunned, and suddenly realized that Zhang Feng's imagination was not ordinary.

He said dumbfoundedly: "Where do you want to go? I detonated that energy just to save myself."

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