My wife is the Earth Immortal Chapter 170 Ordinary Hidden Mystery Six

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This flash of lightning, after exploding on its fist, most of it burst and splashed and dissipated into the air, and only a very small part continued to wrap around its arm like a snake, burrowing into its **. Looking at the convex and convulsive areas under its skin, it knew that the few remaining lightning bolts were raging through its body. In the process, the muscles on Yaksha's face twitched constantly, and it seemed that the damage caused by this lightning was not easy.

Another flash of lightning fell in front of the window, and at the sight of this scene, the Yaksha behind the window had become extremely frightened. Realizing that the lightning was about to stop in an instant, the yaksha quickly dodged and leaped to his feet, hoping to escape the lightning strike. Who would have thought that the lightning bolt that had already passed through the glass and turned into the window, because of the change in the position of the Yaksha's body, was able to actively adjust its direction and slightly side in the direction it escaped.

Just as Yaksha's eyes widened in fear, waiting for another lightning slaughter, Lightning's tail fin was hastily redirected and landed on the aluminum window lattice. Then, most of the lightning that had already flown out was instantly withdrawn, drilled into the aluminum alloy window frame, and scattered into the surrounding walls. Yaksha stood there, thinking about everything in amazement, excitement shining across its face. Its other hand was peeling off the shattered skin of the injured fist after the lightning strike, and countless small granulations were swarming under the skin, soon regrowing the wounded and flaking parts until they scabbed.

When the fourth lightning bolt appeared in front of the window, Yaksha had already left the window and stood in the middle of the house. This time, with more margin and more margin, it is confident that it will be able to direct the lightning to the window again, so that the aluminum window will take away the lightning strike. Due to the hastily adjusted distance, its visual and mental calculations were inaccurate, and the lightning flew into the house again, smashing its other fist and re-entering the Nakshatra's body. This time the amount of lightning entered the body more than the last time, and its body rolled violently on the floor and twitched.

Finally, because of the unbearable pain, it was forced to spit out a ball the size of a ping-pong ball, a dark one, from its mouth after retching, and then a bolt of lightning chased it out. Against the backdrop of lightning, Yaksha's body radiated a dark glow, as if a film of light had been wrapped around the body of Yaksha's body.

The Yaksha didn't have time to pay attention to this, and was controlling the beads to flee for his life, and just as he approached the aluminum window, he made an emergency turn, and the remnant of lightning slammed into the window lattice and disappeared. In that moment, its swarthy body once again vanished into the darkness of the room, losing the darkness of the light.

After the lightning struck the window lattice, a few faint traces of lightning burst out, and one of them actually drilled into the bead, and the originally dull and colorless bead actually emitted a dazzling brilliance after being struck by a trace of lightning.

The moment the fourth lightning bolt was extinguished, a fifth lightning bolt quickly formed in the dark clouds of the sky, and it also appeared outside the window again. This bolt of lightning did not aim at Nakshatra's **, but pounced ferociously on its shining orb.

Yaksha knew that if this sufficient amount of lightning hit the Danzhu directly, I was afraid that the bead would shatter directly. So, Yaksha manipulated his Danzhu and took a quick turn around the room with lightning, and then returned to the aluminum alloy window. After another clever dodge, the lightning strike was successfully directed towards the window lattice. This time, the few flashes of lightning that burst out were all caught by the Danzhu, and they were superimposed on the beads one by one. These few rays of lightning did not bring any damage to the Danzhu, but made its brilliance become brighter and brighter, and its volume became larger and larger, until the light color was close to transparent, and the size was close to that of a peach.

With this example of success, the Yaksha has his own plan for escaping the lightning. The sixth, seventh, and eighth lightning bolts not only did not bring it, but also brought more nourishing lightning threads to its Danzhu.

After the ninth lightning bolt flew down from the sky, even the dark clouds were slowly dissipating. The ninth lightning, like the first five, transforms into a good nourishing bead for the Yakshas.

There was a fire truck siren outside the community, this is a noble community exclusive to government department staff, it seems that the security guard saw the light of Minister Han's house flickering from a distance, and knew that he was hit by lightning many times, so he quickly dialed the fire alarm number.

The fire truck has entered the community and is heading this way. At this moment, the window, which had not been broken after countless lightning attacks, suddenly shattered with a thud. When people looked closely, it turned out that it was the Yaksha in the house who directly smashed the thickened hollow glass with his fist. Many people's hearts trembled, the strength of the hollow glass was directly hit with a hammer, and it would take dozens of blows, this yaksha just hit the glass with a single punch, and the glass was beaten to shreds, how terrible its physical strength should be!

The fire truck had already come to the building, and when they saw a strange creature in the resident's room, the firefighters clutched the water cannon in their hands, wanting to step forward but not daring. The yaksha jumped on the windowsill and glanced at the firefighters and the onlookers, his face instantly filled with murderous emotion, and he was about to pounce on the crowd, only to notice the signal lights on the fire truck that had not yet been turned off.

Because the dark clouds have not completely dispersed, the shining signal lights shine brightly, and they continue to shine. Yaksha looked at the dark clouds in the sky that had not completely dispersed, and then at the signal lights viciously. It was not a native Yaksha after all, and the fear of the unknown finally prevailed over its weak mind. After hesitating, he chose to give up, and with a gentle kick, the yaksha jumped out of the building, landed high on a residential building on the west side, and disappeared without a trace.

Yaksha was standing on the windowsill just now, glaring at the firefighters and the crowd of spectators, and a trace of fear instantly rose in everyone's hearts, and then disappeared again. Everyone knows that the disappearance of that trace of fear should have something to do with the departure of the Yaksha. Firefighters set up a ladder and entered Minister Han's home, only to find that there was no damage other than the window being broken by Yaksha's fist. Even the first lightning strike that exploded inside the house did not cause much damage.

As the fire truck left the noble community without a hitch, the news that Minister Han's house appeared in a yaksha and was struck by nine lightning bolts also spread out of the noble community and spread on the streets and alleys of Liaoda City.

Minister Han, who was still in the unit, heard the news and called his son and daughter as soon as possible, planning to let them go back and have a look. Li Yuhao was entangled with Xiao Lu in the hotel, and he was still slandering his shameless father, but he received a call from his mother here, saying that something strange had happened at home. Li Yuhao said without hesitation: "Mother, don't listen to people's rumors, my father called me just now, and he still wants to play hooligan at home......"