"Rumble ~ ~ ~ ~"

Everyone's gaze turned towards the source of the sound of thunder. Shockingly, they saw a resplendent dark purple lightning flash on Lu Chen's right palm.

Mao Mountain Technique?

Qing Yun Zi was experienced and knowledgeable, so he recognized it with a single glance based on the characteristics of this lightning bolt.

However, the more it was like this, the more he found it hard to believe.

The Thunder-Palm was a rather common skill in the Mao Mountain technique.

However, a palm lightning of this level only existed in legends.

Even in the earlier years, it was difficult for someone to refine it, so it was lost.

However, he had never imagined that the end of the world would be right in front of him.

And it had actually reached such a terrifying level.

Although it wasn't a pure purple color, but even the dark purple lightning still caused one's mind to stir.

In just a moment, Qing Yun was even more curious about Lu Chen's origins.

It was hard to imagine what kind of person could bring up such a terrifying disciple.

Greencloud stood five meters away from Lu Chen, yet he could still feel the terrifying aura emitted by the Thunder Palm.

It felt as if it could crush everything in its path.

Seeing that the Blood Corpse on the other side was already struggling free, Lu Chen did not do anything unnecessary. He flipped his palm, turning into a bolt of lightning, fiercely slamming down towards the Blood Corpse's head.

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

When the palm lightning struck the Blood Corpse's head, a m.u.f.fled explosion resounded.

Along with a series of crackling explosions, the originally dilapidated body collapsed into pieces, and dark purple flames rose into the air.

In just a few seconds, his entire body was wrapped in purple flames. In just a few seconds, he had turned into a pile of ashes.

At the same time, all the fiendish blood energy condensed on the Blood Corpse was burnt away by the dark purple flames.

All of the blood fiend energy in the air was scared out of their wits and they didn't dare to get any closer.

This was the same type of Boundless Five Thunder Curse Thunder Palm of the same origin as the Mao Mountain technique, Thunder Palm of the Fifth Thunder Curse. It was originally an extremely masculine and positive thunder type Tao technique.

It had an innate restraining effect on the blood corpses and blood fiend energy, which were extremely yin and evil existences.

Putting aside the disparity in strength, just the suppression from this attribute alone was enough to fully unleash the power that it should have.

It was just a single move, but it didn't have any fancy movements. The aura of the Berserk Blood Corpse approaching to the middle Xuan grade was turned into charcoal in the blink of an eye.

Qing Yun quickly withdrew the Zhen Qi he had poured into the sword, and calmed himself down.

He could not help but laugh bitterly in his heart.

In front of Lu Chen, such preparations were unnecessary.

He also realized that asking Lu Chen to come this time was undoubtedly a wise decision.

Fortunately, it was not yet the time when the Yin Qi was the heaviest.

In fact, Qing Yun could already tell from the exchange of blows that this Blood Corpse was the same one from last night.

After turning the Blood Corpse into charcoal, Lu Chen's frown did not relax. Rather, it deepened.

"Master, the blood fiend aura is very heavy. If we continue forward, the Blood Corpses inside will become stronger. "

The fox landed on Lu Chen's shoulder. Its face was filled with pain as it looked at the clearly reduced contribution points power within the Merit Pool.

Although the power of karmic virtue was continuously released from the spring, it could not withstand such a huge consumption.

Lu Chen also felt the depletion of energy in the pool, and nodded his head in deep thought: "Indeed … To use the thunder palm against this Blood Corpse is a bit too extravagant! "

If it was just Lu Chen himself, then everything would be fine. However, with the power of his own karmic virtue, these evil beings wouldn't even be able to get close to him.

However, there was still Qing Yun and the others, which he couldn't take care of properly.

Whether it was Lin Siyun or Qingyun Peak, neither of them had the strength to kill these blood corpses.

If he met someone even stronger than him, he probably wouldn't even be able to stall for some time.

As for Mu Fengming, he only had some of the treasures inherited from the Mu Clan.

"Mister Lu, I'm afraid there are even stronger Blood Corpses up ahead. However, the few of us are unable to help."

"If we go any deeper, I'm afraid that not only will you consume a lot of energy, but we will also become your burden."

Having clearly seen the current situation, he said to Lu Chen with a serious expression.

He quickly glanced at Mu Fengming, who was standing not far away with a cold expression, and continued, "In this underground palace, I'm afraid I have to ask for my Martial Uncle's help."

Hearing Qingyun Peak's words, Lu Chen nodded his head in agreement.

Qing Yun Zi was indeed an experienced Taoist. He was decisive and decisive, without any hesitation.

He was actually a little worried that Lu Chen, who was young and full of vigor, would be able to rely on his own strength to continue forward.

Yun Yang's eyes swept the area cautiously. He waved his hand, signalling Lin Siyun to take them out first and rest on their own.

Lin Siyun immediately reacted and quickly led Lu Chen and the others back towards the stone door.

The Lin Siyun brothers nodded a few times. Their feet pressed on the ground and they flew up, using the cave's stone walls as support to easily return to the ground.

As for Lu Chen, he grabbed Zhang Junwei and Mu Fengming's arms from left and right, then used the power of Merit to revolve his arms.

His eyes fell on the rope that the workers usually used to climb up and down the path, and he couldn't help but let out a wry smile.