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Behind Lang Hatetian, the pair of thunder wings grew again, and became more and more refined. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 The wings woven by the thunder and lightning are very delicate, slender, and the rhythm is as clear as the wings of a cicada, and it seems that with a single blow, it can move tens of thousands of miles away.

Lang hated Tian blocked Meng Nanxun, raised his arm full of electric arcs, and firmly stopped in front of her, not letting her take a step. Her face was cloudy, but she didn't get angry immediately, she just stared at the other party coldly, and after a long time, she squeezed out another sentence from her mouth: "Get out, don't force me to do it." ”

Lang hated Tian still didn't react, but the thunder in his eyes was still blazing. Just when Meng Nanxun thought he had become a mute, a faint voice came from afar, but it seemed to be close at hand, clinging to her ear.

"His will, I will guard it!"

The voice did not distinguish between men and women, and it was difficult to hear the age, as if it was like the most primitive sound in the chaos at the beginning of the world, and like a natural murmur, wrapped around Meng Nanxun.

Meng Nanxun knew that this was the will of the thunder on Lang Hattian's body, a power that did not know when it originated, and over the years, along with many other wills, it had risen and fallen with the changes of the times, sometimes disappearing, sometimes appearing, looking for their puppets, or heirs.

The two confronted each other in the air, Lang hated the sky and shook his thunder wings to stabilize his body, while Meng Nanxun completely relied on the power of the state of mind that she currently mastered, just stayed in the air and stood in the air.

The wind ruffled Meng Nanxun's hair, and there were still blood stains on it, which drifted away in the wind, covering her face and making her expression unclear. The wind seemed to be about to blow her away, but she still didn't move, because she was waiting, waiting for Lang to retreat, relying on the realm coercion she exuded and her own momentum.

If this is the result, then it is the best, because Meng Nanxun doesn't want to tear his face with the other party, after all, he has already done it himself, as long as he can compromise and make concessions, Meng Nanxun can still ignore it. But Lang hated the sky and didn't appreciate it, and even the thunder on his body was even stronger, and he wanted to do it, but now Meng Nanxun couldn't help it anymore.

"Since you don't know the times, I'll teach you a lesson. ”

Before Lang Hates Tian made a strong move, his neck was tightly choked by Meng Nanxun's slender palm, and he was pushed back by her speed. Feeling the sudden force in his throat, Lang Hattian's temper couldn't be suppressed, and in retreating, he leaned back, his legs curled, and then kicked violently, kicking Meng Nanxun's chest.

This seems to be a simple counterattack, but Lang Hatian used a thousand powers, and the arc on the soles of his feet was continuous, like a blade, and like an eagle's claw. But obviously, Lang Hatian underestimated Meng Nanxun's reaction speed, and saw her body fluttering up, and her slender body turned up completely like a door curtain that was suddenly lifted, but the palm of her hand was still buckled around his neck.

Before Lang Hatian could come up with the next plan, Meng Nanxun's body suddenly stopped, hanging upside down in the air, just paused for a moment, and the next moment, she pressed the light under her hand and fell to the ground.

"Boom !!"

A round pit with a diameter of more than ten meters suddenly appeared, and Lang Hatian, who was in the center, crackled his bones for a while, breaking inch by inch, and let out a muffled snort. Meng Nanxun's face had no sympathy, still pinching his neck, and he didn't want to let go. Lang Hatian under him was silent for a while, as if he had no power to resist.

"Hey, hey, hey。。。。。。 A contemptuous ridicule came into Meng Nanxun's ears, as if mocking her innocence.

"Hum~" The thunder wings behind Lang hated the sky vibrate, producing unparalleled power, and directly flew into the air with Meng Nanxun again, catching her off guard, and then he saw the right time at a high place, twisted his body violently, broke free of her palm, and volleyed her into the pit.

This blow was even better than Meng Nanxun's blow before, and the gravel around the pit turned into powder under the impact. The earth trembled. Meng Nanxun's chest swelled, wow, she coughed up blood, but did not pause at all, years of ordeal made her sixth sense extremely sharp.

Struggling with his body that was still a little painful, Meng Nanxun was half-kneeling, and before he had time to exert his strength under his feet, the sense of crisis became stronger and stronger. And so, a mark quickly formed between her hands. The soft light lit up on his body, and in an instant, it swelled into a shield about two meters wide, and a piece of land was peeled off under his feet.

"Zheng, Zheng。。。。。。 On the ground, bright blue lights up, and then broke through the earth, like mushrooms after rain, and rushed into the sky in the blink of an eye, it was the spear of thunder and lightning, which was hidden in the ground before, and was planted by Lang Hantian when he was first restrained, for this moment.

Meng Nanxun blessed the light mask with her strength, and with the power of the thunder spear, she rose into the air, still maintaining a half-squatting posture, and in the light curtain, until she rose to a sufficient height, she unlocked the mark, and the light dissipated. Meng Nanxun's hair was flying, and his eyes were fixed on the other party, as if he was unhappy that he was being embarrassed to calculate.

Without saying a word, she raised her hand, and there was a white jade flute flickering, which belonged to her. "Woo Woo !!" white light shot out from both ends of the jade flute, and in an instant, it skyrocketed by how many zhang, like a golden hoop stick. She waved the white "spear", an oblique slash, the heaven and the earth shone a little, cracks appeared in the space, Lang hated the sky was almost split in half, the body was maintained by thunder and lightning, and slowly healed, even so, the pain also made him frown.

"Ahhh

The voice began to roar, his arms were flat, his hands were sealed, and Meng Nanxun's pupils suddenly shrank at this time! That mark, he was not unfamiliar with, it was the seal of the curse thunder that he had seen before!

"Huh~Huh!" Countless and countless sounds of breaking through the air sounded, accompanied by the uncertain thunder, Lang Hattian's palms made a cross gesture. There was no way to escape, and Meng Nanxun began to build a network around her, and she was about to be nailed to death in it like the previous Yanxuan.

Meng Nanxun looked at Lang Hatian's hideous face at this time, and muttered, "It seems that you are not ready to give me a way out?" She shook her head helplessly, raised her palm, and a ball of light appeared there, swimming in it like a tadpole, rushing left and right without seeking.

Gently, she threw it at the other party, more than a notch slower than the razers. Slowly, it drifted forward, getting closer and closer to Lang hate. He sensed a hint of familiarity, but it made the thunder and lightning around him resistant. Finally, before it could get any closer, two bolts of lightning suddenly shot out from his eyes, easily piercing the light curtain and slicing the contents in two.

Just when he thought he had solved the problem, his head suddenly hurt, and the soul in his body, the part that belonged to Lang Hatetian, began to be restless, and it clashed with Lei's will, disturbing his mind.

"No!!" the voice shouted, but the Thunder Prison could no longer be maintained, and the seal in Lang Hattian's hand was scattered, and he could only hold his head and moan in pain. And those thunder locks also swayed, and they collapsed under Meng Nanxun's easy blow. She laughed, as if she still felt puzzled, so she moved to the previous light cluster, reached into it, grabbed the Lang Hate Heavenly Spirit that was split into two pieces, and shook it fiercely.

"Boom!" his brain was about to explode, so that his arms were open, shaking like spasms, and the thunder and lightning around him were completely out of control, and Lei's will was interdependent with his soul, and he was damaged from his origin.

The thunder and lightning began to bloom uncontrollably, making him truly like a sun, endlessly radiating his own light and heat. Lang hated the sky's heart, as if it had been hollowed out, and it was rare to restore that original peace, empty, but able to accommodate all things.

Somewhere in his body, a mysterious circular pattern swirled silently, and at this moment, it began to move from silence to rhythm. A sigh came from it, very similar to Lei's will, the same vicissitudes of life, the same distant, but it was emotional, containing a kind of compassion.

"Only when the splendor is gone, can you see the true self!" he sighed, and suddenly, he sensed a hint of familiarity in the outside world. In the center of the pattern, a circle expands, as if connecting two universes.

Outside the body, Meng Nanxun walked in the void in the dazzling thunder light, and she was no longer afraid of those thunderbolts, because they were no longer conscious, just pure energy, lost their cohesion, and were vulnerable.

"Do you finally know that you are two pounds? Hmph, I can't help myself!"

Meng Nanxun has always been the kind of person who wants to do things absolutely since she does it, her hanging right hand turned into a palm, and quickly slapped the opponent's unprotected chest. "Snort~" Without warning, a crack more than a foot long cracked on Lang Hattian's chest, and there were dots of fragments, flying near the crack, and a blue arm poked out from it, and Meng Nanxun faced this palm.

She rolled, her body swept far back, and then she barely stopped, and her whole body was weak, as if all the joints were misaligned, and the spirit of Lang Hate Heaven that she was holding in her left hand was also out of her hand. The blue arm that suddenly appeared in the air snatched the languishing spirit closer, and then a ray of light swept by, enveloping Lang Hattian's soul, warming it, and returning it to Lang Hattian's body.

There was silence between heaven and earth, and Meng Nanxun looked at the half of his arm in disbelief, trembling and wanting to speak. The arm also stopped moving, only half-raised, and after a long time, a reproach came out from the crack again: "Yinzhu, you are still like this." ”

"Brother Wei!!。。。 Whining...... Meng Nanxun was finally able to speak, and tears fell in response, wetting his entire face.

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