Chapter Twenty-Eight: Exorcism and Spells, Drawing Thunder
The wind was howling, and in the blink of an eye, the originally sunny sky was swirling with dark clouds and electric light, and from time to time there was a rumbling sound, just like the hearts of everyone, like thousands of grass and mud horses galloping by, and when they were petrified, they looked at the magical picture in front of them that made people lose their ability to speak.
Hit the ground!
The ability that only the Spirit Venerable level has, why does Xiao Wuxin know?
And this sky full of dark clouds, thunder and lightning...... Everyone couldn't help but recall Xiao Wuxin's soft drink in the last second, and the few people who were originally laughing only felt a burst of heat on their faces, thinking that this waste didn't know what was going on, how did they know that they were really recruited.
"What is this, maybe it's her trick!"
"Who knows what kind of harm she used to harm others and herself, you won't really be scared by her like this......, right?
Before he could linger for long, a thunderbolt slashed down from the dark clouds.
Boom –
Long Zhan was shocked, and hurriedly activated the spiritual power of his whole body, and the long sword in his hand emitted a crisp sword roar at this moment: "Ten Thousand Sword Technique!"
The sword light swept across, and there were thousands of ways in unison.
The powerful coercion that came to his face made Long Zhan's face pale for a moment on the spot, and his eyes were full of consternation, but this was not the time to be in a daze, if he dared to be stunned in place, these heavenly thunders that were ready to attack would not necessarily show mercy to his subordinates.
The magic seal in Xiao Wuxin's hand changed rapidly, and dozens of seals were punched in just a few seconds.
The spiritual power in her body was being frantically withdrawn, and there was a faint pain in the meridians, but her speed did not decrease but increased with silver teeth, and the cold voice resounded throughout the audience again: "Thunder, curse evil!"
Boom Boom –
The sky overhead quickly formed a huge whirlpool under the huge traction, and the wind was fierce like a knife, and the sword light of the dragon battle was intertwined in an instant, and in an instant, the surface of the ring cracked inch by inch.
"What!"
"Damn, this wind is too evil. ”
"I just said that this is a coincidence to stand up, Lao Tzu doesn't pump you, it depends on whether your face hurts or not!"
Does it hurt? I'm afraid I'm about to lose consciousness.
This is almost a one-sided crushing gap in front of you, and it is difficult for people not to believe it.
However, just when everyone thought that this time the dragon battle might really be defeated, suddenly, on the ring, the strong spiritual power emanating from Long Zhan's body suddenly churned violently, and a moment of pain flashed on Long Zhan's calm face.
I only felt that the power of the Ten Thousand Sword Technique suddenly soared upward! In the blink of an eye, it overwhelmed the fierce attack of the wind, and a sword met the heavenly thunder, and even split the heavenly thunder into two halves, directly approaching the sky vortex.
"Huh?" Xiao Wuxin raised her eyes to see, her face looked a little pale under the thunder light, and the excessive consumption made her stand like this reluctantly, and it was really far-fetched to forcibly urge the exorcism spell with the cultivation of the seventh order of the spirit, but at this time she muttered suspiciously: "How is this spiritual power the same as taking drugs......
It's not that she's dazzled.
Long Zhan's eyes were not really red at this time, and the originally strong and controllable spiritual power suddenly skyrocketed, and the sharp qi permeated the entire ring.
The word "kill ......" in a deep and slow voice rose into the sky with a strong killing intent, and the white figure in his sight suddenly turned into a nightmare in his memory that he didn't want to recall countless times.
Long Zhantong shouted with red eyes and hatred, and his figure turned into an afterimage like a leopard and pounced.
Xiao Wuxin's expression was straight, and he used his spiritual power to turn his hand and slash three spirit blades towards the dragon battle, and between his spins, he punched the dragon battle that broke through the unstoppable spirit blade.
It's murderous!
Only this thought flashed in his mind, facing the huge gap in the realm, if Xiao Wuxin hadn't relied on the containment brought by the exorcism spell, I am afraid that he would have been bombarded by the current dragon war.