But seeing that Zhao Junhao was still motionless, Mao Daochang saw it in his eyes, and couldn't help but stomp his feet and sigh.

That's a pity for Zhao Junhao!

Zhao Junhao is young, and he can have the qualifications to fight with Master Qi, and in time, he will become a great weapon.

If he is allowed to grow up, he may one day become a famous figure in Lingnan.

It's a pity, this person's personality is too rigid, and he doesn't know the truth that the eldest husband can bend and stretch, so he insists on being tough with Master Qi to the end.

Master Qi's mana is so profound, how could Zhao Junhao be able to resist it?

I'm afraid that if his fate stops here, the gods won't be able to save him.

Zhong Lingyun stood beside his grandfather, and when he saw that Zhao Junhao had forgotten to run away, he couldn't help shouting: "Run!" ”

At this moment, she didn't think about what the consequences would be for their family after Zhao Junhao was defeated.

All he thought about was that Zhao Junhao couldn't resist this blow, and he didn't want Zhao Junhao to give his life in vain.

Zhao Junhao turned around and smiled at Zhong Lingyun: "Don't worry, he can't hurt me." ”

Zhong Lingyun was stunned.

She could no longer have imagined that at such a moment when her life was at stake, Zhao Junhao could still laugh.

Looking at the ghosts and resentful spirits rushing towards him from all directions, Zhao Junhao's face was calm.

The bitter aura hit him, making him feel cold and mentally affected.

In the past, he had heard Master Nameless talk about the attack methods of people who practiced metaphysical Taoism, so before coming to deal with Master Qi, he took great pains to make the white jade carved dragon into a magic weapon, just in case.

But now, facing Master Qi's attack in person, he found that he had overestimated Master Qi's ability.

This man was indeed capable, but not to the point where he felt jealous of danger.

Even if he didn't refine the white jade carved dragon into a magic weapon, he could still be invincible with his internal strength.

couldn't help but look at Master Qi, and said with some disappointment: "Is this all your ability?" ”

Master Qi was furious: "I was actually underestimated by an offspring boy? Hahahaha! Good! ”

He also understands that although Zhao Junhao is young, his ability is quite large.

immediately put away his contempt, and decided to use the strongest trick to kill Zhao Junhao in one fell swoop.

His hands flew up and down, quickly sealing.

I saw a large area of black smoke shrink rapidly, like fog turning into rain, from thin to extremely thick, and then like ink.

And the ghost figure in the black fog is almost close to the entity, and the hideous face is clearly visible. The terrible cry seemed to be in my ears.

The rich people were so frightened that they fell to the ground with their heads in their hands, and their feces and urine flowed together. Even though I was far away, I still felt my soul tremble.

"Give me death!"

As Master Qi broke off, countless powerful ghosts opened their bloody mouths, stretched out their substantial hands, and tore at Zhao Junhao.

Mao Daochang silently closed his eyes and lamented for Zhao Junhao in his heart.

He knew that under such a terrifying spell attack by Master Qi, Zhao Junhao was doomed to death, and no one could save him.

Zhao Junhao actually showed a satisfied smile: "In this way, you are qualified to let me shoot." ”

After speaking, he took out the white jade carved dragon and held it in his hand, and stomped on the ground with his left foot.

"Thunder!"

With a roar of rage, all of a sudden, the void was electrified, and the thunder exploded, filling the house.

"Zizizi!"

A ball-shaped lightning bolt the size of a basketball appeared in Zhao Junhao's hand, shooting out countless thunderbolt tentacles and blasting towards Master Qi's ghostly ghost.

A terrible scream seemed to come from the Nine Hells, and the thick black smoke melted like ice encountering flames.

In an instant, all the black smoke was blown away by the thunder and lightning, and the hall was clear again.

In the dead silence, only Zhao Junhao stood proudly in place.

He holds thunder in his hands, like a god!