Unremarkable grandfather

Power surged around, and before the arrow flew off the ground, it was forcibly suppressed.

"Zhou Tai, you are deceiving the master and destroying the ancestors!" The old man roared angrily, and the thunder light lingered on the arrow, making a crackling sound, trying to fight against the surrounding pressure.

However, this world shrouded in thunder is under Zhou Tai's control. This is a cage, a prison.

"It is you who deceived the master and destroyed the ancestors."

"Since you admit that I am the only descendant of the Nine Layers of Thunder Sect."

"Then, I am the suzerain of the Nine Layers of Thunder Sect, you... should all listen to me."

"Now I give you two choices."

"First, hand over the arrows and submit to me. In the future, I will help you find a suitable body and listen to me."

"Secondly, after I have wiped out your souls, I will refine the arrows."

"There is no third choice. When I come back this time, I have no intention of letting you out. Even if you don't do it, I will do it."

The Nine Layers Thunder Sect can only be regarded as the lowest in the Immortal World, otherwise it would not have been wiped out in the last cleansing of the Heavenly Dao.

The only valuable thing they have is probably the Nine Heavens Extreme Thunder Bow and the nine supporting arrows.

Even the Thunder Cloud Palace, after Lin Qin re-refined it and added the ancient Thunder Stone, is at best equivalent to an immortal weapon.

Then it is still a little bit reluctant compared with the fairy weapon.

"Zhou Tai!" Another person yelled angrily, and thunder after wave intertwined and entwined on the arrow.

Others also urged their arrows with all their strength, wanting to join forces to fight against Zhou Tai.

However, these people were just sleeping in the arrows before, and did not have time to refine.

Now that he has just woken up, it will take some time to fully arouse his power.

Zhou Tai's expression was indifferent, the Nine Heavens Extreme Thunder Bow was suspended in the mid-air, and the source of the six heavenly thunders emitted dazzling light, and then turned into thunder snakes cruising, and penetrated into the surrounding thunder cover.

The whole world suddenly turned into a minefield.

The thunderball in Zhou Tai's palm emitted a more dazzling light.

The six-color thunder light, like six real dragons, keeps cruising back and forth.

The surrounding pressure is increasing, as if the sky is collapsing and the world is collapsing.

Terrifying tearing power, no more in five places.

The six people felt that their souls were about to be stripped away, and their eyes were terrified.

The ground was shaking, and the middle-aged man who was suppressed underground let out an angry roar, trying to get out of trouble.

However, what awaited him was a more terrifying force of suppression.

Soon, Zhou Tai and Jiutianji Lei Gong disappeared together.

When he appeared again, he had already come outside.

And the thunder cover was integrated with the thunder ball in his palm, spinning rapidly in the palm of his hand.

At this moment, he has truly become the master of the world in Thunderball.

As long as he thinks about it, one thought can make anything in it nirvana in an instant.

"Damn it!" The old man's roar continued, and he was still making his last resistance.

But the others couldn't help it anymore, their bodies began to blur, and cracks appeared on their souls.

Panic, fear, spread in the bottom of my heart.

"I... I surrender, and I am willing to hand over the arrows and let you order me!"

A man yelled crazily, he was afraid of death, otherwise he would not have given up his physical body and lingered on until now.

With No.1, there is a second and a third.

"I surrender, you will have the final say in the future."

"In the future, you will be the suzerain of the Nine Layers of Thunder Sect, and everything is up to you."

Two more people expressed their views at the same time.

The old man's eyes were burning, and he cursed loudly.

"You soft bones, useless things, what's the use of keeping you?"

Zhou Tai's eyes were focused, and a large void hand made of thunder appeared out of nowhere, grabbed the arrow that the old man was on, and slowly pulled it out from the ground.

The surrounding thunders swarmed over, wrapping it layer by layer.

The majestic suction rushed in, and thunder arcs were pulled away from the arrows.

These are the origin of the thunder that he gave before, and now he wants to take it back and kill the old man completely.

The woman bit her lip tightly and said nothing.

Now, the other three have chosen to surrender.

Only she and the old man were still struggling.

The old man roared in pain, and his illusory figure flickered, as if he would completely disappear in this world in the next moment.

"Zhou Tai, stop, we...we choose to surrender to you."

Finally, the woman began to speak slowly, her voice bitter.

Zhou Tai had no intention of stopping, and the more majestic thunder around him gathered towards the old man.

"Stop it, I can make sure he surrenders to you. As long as you stop, I can promise for him."

The woman spoke again, anxiously.

The old man stared at the woman with angry eyes, his lips trembled, but he couldn't make a sound.

The surrounding thunder disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

An arrow fell to the ground with a bang, making a dull sound.

Immediately afterwards, black wood exuding crystal clear luster appeared from the sky and slowly fell to the ground.

Then Zhou Tai's voice sounded, "These are the six soul-cultivating trees. Separate a strand of your soul and leave it on it. Then you can come out of my prison."

"As for the soul-cultivating wood, I will put it in the Thunder Cloud Palace in front of you."

"Once you have any bad thoughts, I will erase you from this world without hesitation."

"Remember, you don't get a second chance."

"I will only give you the time for a stick of incense. During this period, if the soul is not separated, I will kill the person who is stored in the soul-cultivating wood."

When his voice disappeared, the arrows stored by the suppressed middle-aged man rose from the ground.

He didn't suffer any injuries, but his face was uglier than everyone else.

"Separate a bit of soul and come out." The woman spoke first, breaking the silence.

"Are you willing to be driven by that kid?" The middle-aged man gave him a hard look and asked in a cold tone.

"Otherwise? Besides, we have been asleep for too long and know nothing about the outside world. Following him may not be a bad thing." The woman's tone was flat, and she didn't take what happened just now to her heart.

The old man's figure at this time was translucent, thinner than the others, and he couldn't even speak.

He could only show fierce eyes, staring at the woman, wishing to swallow her alive.

"Great Elder, you don't have to look at me like that. If I don't stop you, you're already dead."

"Since you want to court death so much, why waste a spot and delay until now?"

The woman's tone was already a little unhappy, nine arrows, nine surviving places, how precious is this to the Jiuzhong Leizong?

Now that you have occupied a quota, and now you want to seek death, why do you need a quota?

Hearing her words, the middle-aged man fell silent, and the others were also speechless.