Under the rolling thunder tribulation, Feng Yanyuan's face turned pale, looking very strange.

Boom—Boom—

The thick Nine Heavens Divine Thunder fell mercilessly.

The people below fled one after another, including old man Tianxin, with horrified expressions on their faces.

Broken walls and ruins.

Not long after, there was no good area left in the place that had been almost destroyed.

They were all charred black pits, and they were also flashing with purple thunder and lightning. No one dared to come close.

Qi Lao raised his head and looked at Feng Yanyuan who was still subduing the fire of chaos under the thunder clouds, his pupils tightened.

"It seems that there was a rumor that she would summon the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, and it turned out to be true." Mo Yunkong stood next to Mr. Qi, his eyes extremely complicated.

The girl in mid-air has low strength, but her talent... can be said to be unprecedented for the time being. Anyway, the top one on the list of geniuses in Central Continent is not as powerful as her.

"I underestimated her." Mr. Qi took a deep breath.

He didn't take it seriously at first, and even resisted being sent here. Now that he thinks about it... he is too narrow-minded.

Mo Yunkong said, "Me too."

The two looked at each other and smiled bitterly.

Others also had varying degrees of complexity, and Yun Qingfeng was the most concerned. It was clear that the gap between them was not that big last time they met, but now he suddenly felt that he could not catch up with Feng Yanyuan at all.

It's not about cultivation, it's about the strength and talent shown by Feng Yanyuan.

"You and her...are not from the same world." Lin Shiyi suddenly spoke with a complicated heart.

Mu Jingchen suppressed the discomfort in his heart and said, "I know, you don't need to say more."

"You...hum, you don't know a good heart."

Because of the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, they are all on the periphery. The only ones who are relatively close to Feng Yanyuan now are Mr. Qi, the guardian elders of the Beiming Dynasty, and Mo Yunkong.

The guardian elder of Beiming Dynasty was very satisfied with Feng Yanyuan.

The Beiming Dynasty is lucky to have such a talented heir.

"Do you still want to take action?" The city lord of Beizhou City asked the two people around him complicatedly.

"No chance." Old man Tianxin felt very unwilling.

After hearing his words, the two of them looked at Feng Yanyuan.

At this moment, a nine-color ray of light descended from the sky and enveloped Fengyan Yuan.

A colorful light suddenly flashed between her eyebrows, intertwined with the glow of the sun.

The mark between her eyebrows became clearer and clearer, until finally it formed a jumping flame mark, a colorful flame mark.

It made her look exactly like a goddess.

She stood up and looked at the people below. She was condescending, which made people feel uncomfortable, but she had to be willing to do so.

She raised her right hand, and a cluster of colorful flames burned on her fingers, and the flames kept jumping.

It seems to be alive.

"Feng Yanyuan, I remember your name." Ye Shuangyue suddenly looked at Feng Yanyuan.

However, before he could continue speaking, Feng Yanyuan raised her hand, and Nine Heavens Divine Thunder appeared above his head.

Ye Shuangyue: "..."

"Do we have to do this?"

Feng Yanyuan's lips curled up, her smile was extremely enchanting and dangerous, "Don't have anything to do with me, I have nothing to do with you."

Seeing that she was about to put Lei down, Ye Shuangyue's face darkened, her body moved, and she immediately ran away.

Looking at the empty place, Feng Yanyuan snorted coldly and withdrew her hand.

Then, she landed next to Qi, Lao and the other three.

"Thank you." She cupped her hands and saluted the three of them.

Mr. Qi quickly used his spiritual power to lift her up and almost died.

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