Law book!

When I first went to Shanghai, Li Tian, the first fortune teller in the yang world at that time, gave me one of Liu Bowen's thirteen letters of law.

Li Tian told me at the time that he had used one of the Dharma books to increase his lifespan, and the earth immortal told me that the Dharma Book could be used as an invitation letter from the heavens, and anyway, the Dharma Book was very useful and had many uses.

Now that Qingyue is in danger, I don't know if I can use it against Qingyue's last thunder tribulation, but I have nothing else in my hands except this.

Thinking of this, I didn't pause, turned my hand and took out the law book that had been in my backpack for a long time, and directly tore it open.

The mysterious law book was pulled out from the packaging of the letter, and it was an ordinary piece of paper, and a personable middle-aged man was drawn out with a few strokes on it, standing in the wind with an indifferent temperament.

Could this be Liu Bowen?

After I opened the Dharma book, a strange scene appeared, and I saw that the painting on it suddenly faded like ink meets water.

Then, at the same time, a little light appeared in front of me, and the person in the painting appeared, who was blurry, like a slide, but with a smile on his lips.

I immediately said politely, "Please help my master resist the thunderstorm!" ”

"Got it figured? This Dharma book is for the owner's use, you can use this Dharma book to increase your lifespan, change your heavenly fortunes, go up to the heavenly realm, and go down to the underworld......" He said slowly, his voice was unfamiliar, but it sounded intimate.

I said that I had thought about it, as long as Qingyue could survive, I was willing to give up everything I had.

"Now that you've got it in your mind, that's fine."

He nodded slightly, there was no sound, and he walked lightly towards the thunderstorm that had been chopped down, silently, like a phantom.

"Master!" I screamed

Qingyue looked up at me, and when she saw the person in the painting, her eyes were slightly stunned, and she muttered to herself, "Liu Bowen......"

"Thirteen Dharma Letters?" Erlang Zhenjun, who was trapped by the willow leaves, frowned, and his face became even more ugly.

"Li Xiuwen, I thought you wouldn't take it out and use it." The voice of the electric mother sounded in my ears, and I remembered that the last time Xiao Hei's mother was in trouble, the electric mother specially reminded me, but I didn't think of this at that time.

In addition, the Fa book that has been on me for so long also feels that it is indeed time to use it, I hope it will be useful!

The person in this painting flew to the thunder, raised his arm, and suddenly grabbed at the huge thunderbolt, the movement was light, and his body seemed to collapse like the wind blowing, but he grabbed it like this, as if he was withdrawn, and forcibly tore out nearly one-third of the terrifying power of the thunder.

He turned to me and smiled slightly, as if to tell me that I had run out of letters.

Rumble!

Countless arcs of lightning drowned him in it, and after the arc flickered, he was in the air, and there was still a little figure of him?

I used this mystical book in my hand.

After the person in the painting extracted some of the thunderbolts, the remaining thunderbolts slammed into Qingyue with a bang.

Qingyue touched her stomach with her hand and lowered her head to herself......

When I saw this, my heart tightened.

Click!

The terrifying heavenly thunder was like a knife in the hand of a nephew, and it hit Qingyue mercilessly, and countless arcs of lightning shot out, drowning Qingyue in it at once.

A terrifying aura rolled on the boulder, and the entire boulder was enveloped in arc and dazzling white light!

The crackling sound resounded like thunder in the sky!

"Ahh

I heard Qingyue's painful voice, she was trying her best to suppress it, but the pain of the thunder and lightning hitting her body made her unbearable, who had never felt pain!

Qingyue's cry made my heart feel like it was dripping blood, and she must have been in pain at this time, unbearable pain.