The first thunderbolt fell, and the man who crossed the robbery was at a loss, and he didn't do anything, and was struck alive by the thunder. 《lwＸｓ520.coＭ

However, he is also more powerful than ordinary monks, and he can withstand this heavenly thunder without any resistance, and he still has the strength to roar loudly.

The second thunder fell, and the two thunders fell together, and the man was like crazy, with a surging momentum, and his palms spit out a thick aura, which collided with the thunder. Like a stone striking a thousand waves, the energy blasts the surrounding air into phantom ripples.

Zuo Zhao was puzzled, why did this person not have any magic weapons, no weapons in his hands, not to mention defensive treasures on his body, and he didn't even wear a magic robe. It's really weird to stand naked in the sky like this.

Who doesn't bring all the belongings of the whole body in the catastrophe of life and death, there are only a few monks with extremely strong flesh and bones, relying on the courage of the masters, and they will not use too many magic weapons.

But at least there has to be a weapon! Slashed at the thunder with his bare hands, and he was not afraid that his two arms would suddenly break off and fly out.

At the same time, they were on guard, and they had already taken out the sword in their hands, and as soon as this person could not carry the third thunder, they would immediately attack. The first is to prevent the defensive array from being broken, and at the same time, to save the Monk of the Tribulation when he is in danger.

It's not easy to cultivate to this point, if it's an evil cultivator, it's fine, but this person just looks at the momentum of his body, with endless openness, I'm afraid that the person who doesn't know what is going on has accidentally broken into the sky above the sect.

Three thunderbolts

Seeing that the man was shouting something, his voice was hoarse and his face was full of indignation, as if he was extremely dissatisfied with God.

In the midst of their busy schedules, the two late Yuan Infant Elders still had time to glance at each other and shook their heads.

Everyone is an old fellow of more than a thousand years, and they all have the same mind, and they all think about what kind of person this is, and they don't have the calmness of a great monk at all. When the two of them crossed the thunder tribulation, in addition to the inevitable excitement, they faced it calmly.

Every monk cultivates to the Yuan Infant Stage, who doesn't know that there will be a thunder tribulation, what is there to be dissatisfied with, it is too late to be happy. Although there is also the possibility of death, it is already a shame for God to come this far.

The Crossing Monk, who was as black as a mass of burnt and rotten wood, spit out the aura in his hand again, and collided with the heavenly thunder, still making a loud noise.

The three thunders were not so easy to deal with, and the monks who crossed the robbery were extremely embarrassed, rolling all the way and being swept by the thunder to ten miles away.

Zuo Mowei and Zhao Jinglong hurriedly rushed over to stop the aftermath that leaked out.

A person's body is only that big, and one thunder is as thick as a big bucket, and even if all three thunderbolts hit that person's body, they will leak a lot.

When it falls to the ground, it is a large pit for dozens of miles.

Hit the defensive formation, who knows if it will be smashed.

The sect is already very poor, very poor.

With the long sword in hand, they are god-like beings in the immortal cultivation world, and the formation formed by several sword cultivators of the late Yuan Infant of the Firmament Sword Sect can easily kill an ancestor of the early stage of the transformation of the gods of another sect.

But now it's the thunder in the sky that needs to be dealt with.

The sword pointed at the sky, and the aura surged out, sweeping over, and one person blocked a large area of dazzling purple.

The monk who had been disgraced by the thunderstorm found someone helping at this moment, and hurried over. It's just that he doesn't seem to know much about the art of stepping into the air, and he stumbles like a naughty boy who has just learned to swim, although his speed is fast, his posture is extremely ugly.

It was already black into charcoal, and with such an ugly sky-stepping technique, it was completely impossible to look at it directly.

Zuo Mowei was completely speechless, could it be that he cultivated alone in the deep mountains to the Yuan Infant Stage? Just find a jade slip and you will know how to use the simple method of stepping into the sky, and any foundation building monk will know it.

Zhao Jinglong didn't notice the embarrassment of the Crossing Cultivator, he was staring at the sky, and muttered to the past: "Senior Brother Zuo, it's about the time of the Sky Senior." ”

He used the word "about", not because he couldn't be sure if it was Changkong, except for him, where would there be such a big white bird in the transformation period this year. The main reason is that I have never seen him appear in his original form, this person has always been dressed in a chic robe, laughing and scolding freely.

The wings spread out, half a mile long, covering the sky overhead. Just a small feather on the top of the head can be used to make a small half of a large fan.

Zuo Mowei naturally saw it, smiled, and then said, "I'm afraid I'm here to join in the fun." With him here, no matter how much this thunder splits, it can't split our sect array, we can relax and don't have to be nervous. ”

The blackened male cultivator also stared at the big bird in the sky, because his body was too dark, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and his teeth were particularly white.

He smiled happily.

Because of the fourth thunder, he was stopped by the big bird three times, and he only needed to solve the rest casually.

Originally, I wanted to ask two other well-wishers for help, but it seemed that it was unnecessary, and a passing kind-hearted bird intervened.

I don't know where this is, but everyone seems to be some kind and kind mutants.

The Monk was in a good mood.

He thought to himself, this big bird must be a mutant beast, he had never seen such a big one. Even thunder can block it.

The question is: who provoked the fire of God, causing him to be struck by the thunder of the sky, and he couldn't dodge, so he chased after the split.

He didn't have time to think so much, and concentrated on dealing with one thunder after another.

Nine thunderbolts

Stopping most of the thunder, the big white bird's feathers were black, and the smoke was burning with a faint smell of meat, but he roared loudly, and his voice was so loud that it pierced the sky, almost covering part of the sound of thunder.

The big white bird looked extremely excited, like a naughty boy running after a hydrangea, shuttling quickly in the lightning and thunder, where the thunder was fierce, he went wherever he went, and he was so happy that he couldn't find the north.

The monks who crossed the robbery did not have any defensive treasures, nor did they have any weapons, and they probably didn't know how to save their aura, and in the first few thunders, they actually used up almost all their aura.

I don't know how he survived, like a tumbler that can't be defeated, tumbling from one end of the sky to the other, falling and flying up again.

While screaming wildly, he struggled to resist, and his palms were already visible to the bones, and there was not a single intact skin on his body.

Compared to the faint aroma of meat on Shiratori's body, he is already a large piece of cooked meat that is charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Finally, finally

The thunder collects the clouds, and the sky is full of colorful clouds.

The monk should have used up his strength, and he should have fallen like a scale, but out of nowhere, he came out of nowhere, and suddenly flipped up, one foot hooked the claw of Changkong.

He was obviously not satisfied, just hung upside down on the bird's paws, and then made another big heel fight, and then jumped up a little.

Eventually, he reached the back of the sky, and then lay down with his belly facing the sky, looking at the sky without blinking.

Visions of the success of the infant have begun to appear in the sky here. (To be continued.) )>