The cold wind blows, and the cold is pressing.

Each swelled phantom gradually revealed its true face, with different shapes, green fangs, and hideous roars. Teeth and claws wander in the air.

Tonggu corpse roared wildly: "Go, go, go, hundreds of millions of resentful spirits tear apart the people on the other side, I will see how much your sea of thunder and fire can block."

At this time, everyone present had a numb scalp, and this was an ancient corpse...... , Each shawl long hair is composed of thousands of evil spirits, it's terrible to think about, this kind of resentful spirit is not strong, they are all in the realm of the Yuan species, and the combat effectiveness is generally low, and it is only in the early stage of the Yuan species, and it can be easily eliminated in the face of one hundred and eighty of them, but the mountains and fields in front of them are overwhelming, hundreds of millions.

Lingyun, who has always been calm and full, turned pale at this time, looked at the scenery in front of him, and felt powerless, and there was no way to break it.

Looking at the endless evil spirits roaring in the boundless, Muzi stood still, putting away the power of his own bloodline and the runes running in his flesh and blood, and only thunder was left in the protective thunder and fire.

The eyes are closed and the face is expressionless.

In today's battle, after the time fragment of the Tonggu corpse was cracked, it has been in a passive state, the power of the other party's thunder and fire has been restrained by the cold corpse, and his own treasure saint skull has been shattered, and he doesn't know who did it. There is nowhere to complain about a stomach of grievances, and at this time it can be described as complete madness, and he has tried everything to release hundreds of millions of resentful spirits to relieve the hatred in his heart.

In front of him, Muzi was covered in thunder and fire, flowing out of the void like a waterfall, so what, how many resentful spirits can be blocked, in the face of hundreds of millions of resentful spirits, it will not take a minute or a second to be torn apart.

Muzi is immersed in his own world, and with the protection of the Thunder Sea, he will not be breached for the time being.

Since the Tribulation Divine Lotus comprehended the Thunder Dao, he has not realized it with his heart, and today he is taking advantage of this opportunity to truly comprehend the mystery of the Thunder Tribulation and the essence of the Thunder.

Thunder is the nemesis of evil spirits, as long as the power of thunder is abundant enough, what can hundreds of millions of evil spirits do.

As Muzi fully integrated into the thunder path, within a radius of hundreds of miles, clouds poured in from all directions, gathered together, and gradually became thick, deep, and gloomy.

As more and more converged, within a radius of 100 miles, the sky was covered with lead clouds, and the sky could not be covered with a ray of sunlight, and the whole world became dark.

Endless evil spirits pounced on the thunder sea that Mu Zi was protecting one after another, the power of the thunder was seriously depleted, the thunder sea became weaker and weaker, and he could already see the inside of the thunder sea, and Mu Zi was waiting with his eyes closed.

Tonggu corpse was happy, the music blossomed, looking at Muzi's appearance, he couldn't stop laughing: "This is waiting to be torn apart, look at me, the hundreds of millions of evil spirits come out, affect the celestial phenomena, attract dense clouds, and there are a few people in the Yuan Seed Realm who can compete." Hahahaha".

He does have proud capital, such a huge amount, in general, really incomprehensible.

Hundreds of millions of living beings bring endless cold, the consequences of this cold invasion of the body are unimaginable, everyone is silently trying their best to resist, and they have no mind to laugh through the debauchery of the ancient corpse.

In the four fields, the cold laughter of the ancient corpse echoed in the endless terrifying wail.

Muzi immersed himself in his own thunder path, isolated from the outside world, and carefully understood the rules of the thunder path.

The power of thunder is divided into two parts: one is formed by the collision of thunderclouds, and the power of thunder is thin and easy to form. The power of destruction is not very strong.

The second is the evolution of the rules of the Dao, the stronger one's own strength, the more terrifying and destructive the power of the thunder evolved.

Mu Zi pondered, he had just realized the thunder path, the evolution of the rules was too difficult, the thundercloud collision was relatively simple, the thunder was the nemesis of the evil spirits, the power of the thunder clouds was enough to destroy the evil spirits without entities, and at the same time, the strength of the Yuan Seed realm was also high and low, and it was difficult to kill those who were too strong, but it could only be so, first reduce the number of evil spirits.

Hehe, there is also the evolution of rules, can there be less immaturity?

While thinking, the black clouds in the sky rolled and flowed, and the rumbling thunder rose and fell one after another.

The ancient corpse was terrified, the evil spirit was most afraid of the power of thunder, and he knew it better than anyone else. Looking at the black clouds that were full of darkness and oppression, as if they were about to fall down, my heart was pounding.

Killing Muzi, who doesn't believe in the Yuan Seed Stage, can lead to the Thunder Tribulation and control the Thunder. is also unwilling to be troubled, bent on solving the opponent, a great opportunity, how can it be wasted. Stubbornly persevered, and manipulated the evil spirits to run to the wood to kill.

In the dream world, there was a click, and thunder and lightning slashed down one after another. From one to two, it gradually became dense to hundreds and thousands. Like the water pouring into the sea is endless.

Seeing the thunder sea pouring down, the ancient corpse was scared, it was not easy to collect the evil spirits, so he couldn't afford to lose them, so he hurriedly changed his gestures, thinking about recovering the evil spirits. suffered losses one after another, and if it continued, this battle would have wiped out his own family

Muzi suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the painful expression of the ancient corpse, and whispered to himself: "It's late." The divine thought released a fusion thunder path, and for a while, the thunder sea tilted, and it was overwhelming from the sky. It's not spectacular.

The wailing of evil spirits resounded throughout the wilderness.

Muzi looked at the spectacular scene and whispered to himself: "It's not enough."

The clouds in all directions in the sky are still gathering. The area of the black thundercloud was rapidly expanding, and when the lively beings were discovered, it was too late, close to two hundred creatures and the shadows they released were all shrouded in the sea of thunder.

The power of the thunder is not very strong, and the Yuan Seed Realm can withstand it, and there is no danger to life for the time being, but it is extremely uncomfortable to be struck by lightning if there is nothing to do. All kinds of curses "&#%......" are continuous.

The loudest, most ugly and most vicious cursing is still the ancient corpse himself, the creatures of the Yuan stage are fearless and can resist, and the evil spirits that he has collected with great effort are not so lucky, the power of thunder is the nemesis of evil spirits, and the evil spirits of the virtual body are even more unstoppable, and they are constantly annihilated in the wailing.

Tonggu Corpse looked at the evil spirit that could not be recovered, and his mood was indescribable.

Mu Zi was full of smiles, looking at the evil spirits covered by the thunder sea and the creatures besieging him, he was in a very happy mood, and smiled: "Add more fire."

Click, click, in the void of the entire battlefield, a large number of thunderbolts suddenly appeared, and the horizontal shuttle was like a silver snake, the power was more powerful, and the power of destruction was even more terrifying.

The number is obviously not as dense as the sky tilting downward, and it is indeed a lot, and the silver snakes swim in a distance of about a meter, as if they are intertwined with the thunder tilted by the sky, intertwined into a huge power grid.

Don't look at the gap, the speed of the thunder speaks for itself. A radius of hundreds of zhang is full of this kind of thunder power grid, and the scene is still spectacular.

A group of monks besieging Muzi were no longer in the mood to enjoy the spectacular scenery, and they were all fighting in the thunder sea power grid, and many people had already appeared several penetrating wounds, with black smoke rising from the wounds, and the smell of flesh wafting, and the fleshly creatures were still like this, and the evil spirits in the illusory state were dissipated in pieces.

The four fields were pitch black lightning and thunder, evil spirits wailed and roared, earth and rocks flew mixed with blood-colored flesh and white bones, as time passed, the entire ground was split into charcoal, the powerful creatures struggled to resist, the weak creatures were in tatters, the stumps and arms were flying blood, and many of them were already scorched black, and the fragrance was unconscious.

Only the ancient corpse was the best, the black and gray skin was filled with strange ripples, and the thunder that fell on the skin disappeared silently. There is no harm to himself, and only the ancient corpse is the most atmospheric, with black blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, black tears at the corners of his eyes, and the evil spirits that he has painstakingly collected with great effort, I don't know how many can be left.

The battlefield besieged by more than 200 people did not appear as the ideal crushing victory, and now looking at it, the whole world is purgatory.