The sky was cloudy, and it was night outside, and only the light source on the walls of the stone chamber could barely illuminate the scene.

There was a loud click, and a purple lightning bolt passed through the big hole opened by the top of the Rulai Law Phase, and slashed towards Wang Xinglong.

Purple lightning illuminated the entire stone chamber at that moment, and the purple light was imprinted on my crazy face, which looked particularly terrifying.

As if a grenade had been detonated, the place where Wang Xinglong was was violently exploded by the first lightning bolt, and the scorched corpses around him were shattered into pieces and scattered in all directions.

"Hahaha! Again! Again! ”

I didn't have the patience to wait for the dust and smoke on the ground to dissipate, laughing and waving my hand, and the thunder kept slashing down one by one.

Boom Boom!

The whole stone chamber was splashed with rubble, corpses were flying, and the ground where Wang Xinglong was standing was bombarded and collapsed.

"Yin boy, it's almost..."

Seeing that I was out of control like this, Changmei didn't feel good in his heart, and came over and put his hand on my shoulder gently, trying to calm me down.

The thunder has already descended seven times, and I still want to continue to whip the corpse, but there is no thunder falling again above my head, and I look up and see that the dark thunder is surging in the dark clouds, as if it is accumulating strength.

"That bastard who chases corpses, this is damn thorough."

Dong Lao put half of his body on the third child's shoulder and smiled softly.

The floor of the stone chamber was reduced to powder under the thunderstorm and the heat, and I was pulled back by the long eyebrows, waiting quietly for the smoke to dissipate.

The heavenly thunder contains the righteousness of Haoran, and it is the natural nemesis of these evil ways of the Yin Gate, I know that Wang Xinglong will definitely not be able to resist these nine heavenly thunders, and he may have died at the first time, but this feeling of whipping the corpse can vent the pain in my heart.

I can only vent my guilt and pain in this extreme way.

"Impossible, certainly impossible, I was wrong..."

Long Mei murmured beside me, and I felt a sigh in my heart, and I took a few steps forward, trying to look into the smoke.

In the thick smoke and dust, a figure stood in an eerie posture.

Its right hand was raised to the sky, and its feet were deeply planted on the ground, slumping its body and refusing to fall.

"A grandson!"

Dong Lao was also startled, struggled to take two steps forward, and stood side by side with me, staring at the figure in the smoke and dust.

I am calm on the surface, but my heart has already turned up stormy waves, seven heavenly thunders! That's a heavenly punishment! I can't believe that Wang Xinglong's physical body can survive the mortal womb.

My right hand was tightly clenched together, and the thunderclouds in the sky began to rumble again, and a new round of thunder seemed to be brewing, just waiting for my command to slash down.

"Fuck! It's a thing that is about to become a monster, has it been perverted to this point? ”

Dong Lao's tone was full of shock, and the smoke and dust dispersed a little, and I saw clearly that the crouched figure was the fallen corpse.

At the feet of the poured corpse, Wang Xinglong curled up and tried his best to shrink himself into a ball and hide behind the dumped corpse.

This king and eight calves actually used the corpse as a lightning rod.

The Seven Thunder Tribulations are not something that can be perfectly avoided by a mere corpse acting as a lightning rod, Wang Xinglong's body is also scorched black, his hair has been burned, and a large area of his body has been burned by lightning, and pale yellow pus mixed with blood flows out of his terrifying wounds.

Dump the corpse! It's this corpse again!

If there was no corpse, they wouldn't have been on their hands at the beginning, and An Yihan wouldn't have been arrested, and now this thing is here to block my thunder for Wang Xinglong, okay! I'm going to see how long you can last!

I gritted my teeth and waved my hand fiercely.

"Rumble~ Click!"

The thunderclouds in mid-air resounded, and this heavenly thunder accumulated unparalleled strength, like a purple giant sword plunging straight down from the sky, and the corpse roared, trying to straighten up and raise his right hand higher.

Rumble!

The corpse was completely shrouded in the eighth heavenly thunder, and the electricity like a thick snake flowed into the ground along the feet of the corpse, and Wang Xinglong, who was hiding behind the corpse, screamed miserably.

"Roar!"

It survived the seven heavenly thunders, and the corpse seemed to have reached the end of the crossbow, and it roared angrily and raised its left hand.

The left and right hands of the corpse were stretched out to the top of their heads, the backs of their hands were pressed together, and then both hands were used together to tear them violently to both sides.

"Smack!"

The heavenly thunder was torn apart by the upside-down corpse, and countless electric snakes swam in the stone room, and lightning splashed everywhere. And the fallen corpse was finally blown into countless pieces under the fury of this heavenly thunder, and there was no possibility of repair.

Seeing that this corpse was so strong that it could tear the thunder with our hands, we gasped in unison, until the corpse turned into pieces, and we breathed a sigh of relief.

"This thunder talisman is also worth using, this corpse can still support the seven heavenly thunders with a big injury, and tear the eighth heavenly thunder by hand, and then over time, it has to go against the sky, and when it becomes a lu, it is really going to be a big mess in the world."

Changmei let out a long sigh of relief and said slowly.

The fallen corpse exploded together with the heavenly thunder, creating a huge wave of qi and pushing Wang Xinglong far away.

I watched him vomit a mouthful of blood and lie on the pile of corpses looking indistinguishable from life and death, and my heart was full of joy.

Damn! You wait, wait for this ninth heavenly thunder to brew, and you will be destroyed by splitting your soul and scattering your form.

I gritted my teeth and looked at the sky.

After splitting the eighth heavenly thunder, the volume of the thundercloud began to shrink continuously, but the strange thing is that although the thundercloud has become smaller, the energy and terrifying coercion contained in it are getting bigger and bigger.

"Each thunderbolt of the Nine Revolutions of the Xuan Thunder is the sum of the lightning energy of the previous thunder, and this Ninth Heavenly Xuan Thunder contains all the energy of the first eight thunderbolts, this blow should be the last blow."

Long Mei looked at the thunderclouds in the sky that kept condensing, and muttered.

Lei Fa was originally the creation of heaven and earth, stealing the power of this nature for his own use, the consumption is huge, I even split eight heavenly thunder, even if I have a special physique, I also feel faintly a little unbearable.

I braced my body and raised my right hand high, this last blow, I want to see Wang Xinglong's soul fly away.

I clenched my right hand and swung it down.

A dark red flashed suddenly, like a line of blood and tears from the Heavenly Dao, and suddenly rushed down, so fast that it didn't even have time to hear the thunder.

"Blood Thunder!"

Changmei exclaimed, he knew the power of this blood thunder very well, and before he could explain it to us, he stretched out his arm and pulled us back.

"Don't think!"

As we stepped back, I suddenly saw a figure emerge from the depths of the passage of the stone chamber.

"Don't look, get on your stomach!"

I didn't even have time to scream before I was pinned to the ground by my eyebrows.

"Boom!" "Click!"

When the blood thunder bombarded the ground, the thunder in mid-air came. I lay on the ground, and my ears were filled with the sound of this explosion, and my brain was dizzy.

"Yin boy, hurry up, that's not the fuck... Isn't it your old friend? ”

Dong Lao slapped my arm vigorously and said things that made me completely confused.

It's mine? Looks good?

My head was dizzy, and when the third child pulled me up from the ground, I was shocked to find that Wang Xinglong was not dead, the blood thunder dissipated, and there was a woman holding two scimitars standing next to him.

With those blue eyes and heroic face, I felt as uncomfortable as someone stabbed in my heart.

"An Yihan!"

I couldn't control myself and yelled.

What the hell is going on?

An Yihan? How could they be on Wang Xinglong's side?

"Heh, I almost didn't catch up."

Gu Master sneered and walked over to Wang Xinglong, gently turned him over, checked his injuries, and made sure that he was not in danger of life before turning his head.

"What the fuck is going on?"

I shook off the third child and took my hand, limped forward two steps, and stared at the Gu Master.

"What else could it be? Your thunder was blocked by her. ”

The Gu Master smiled coldly and stretched out his finger to point at An Yihan.

That's a damn blood thunder that contains the energy of eight heavenly thunders! Can it be stopped by An Yihan?

I couldn't accept the reality in front of me at all, and I gasped violently, my chest like a worn-out bellows, making a snorting sound.

Dong Lao and Changmei were also extremely surprised, and their faces were difficult to see for a while.

Huizhi is dead, my blood thunder has also been blocked, in addition to the Gu Master, there is also a perverted An Yihan, is there still a chance to win?

My mood fluctuated violently, the world in front of me turned blood-red, anger, unwillingness, tyranny, and other negative emotions filled my heart.

I took out the mask An Xuan had left for me from the backpack behind me and threw it at An Yihan desperately.

"Do you remember this? You don't remember your brother! He's dead! Dead for you! ”

I roared in despair, and the mask flew straight towards An Yihan's face, but it strangely passed through her body and fell to the ground.

Spirits?

I sighed in my heart, An Yihan is dead? What is in front of you? The ghost that An Yihan has become?

An Yihan seemed to be somewhat familiar with that face, she bent down slightly, picked up An Xuan's mask, rubbed it carefully for a long time, and finally gently raised her hand and put it on her face.

I looked at the pretty figure with the demon mask, and my heart was torn apart, but my mood was strangely calmed down in this extremely negative emotion.

"I want to thank you for ruining my resentful Gu and sending me an even more perfect ghost. Yin Mo, you are the same as your grandfather, but you are really good at making wedding clothes for others, hahaha! ”

The Gu Master laughed wildly, tearing off the disguise on his face, and behind that stiff handsome face, there was a greasy middle-aged face.

"Wang Ying, when I saw Wang Xinglong, I knew that the Gu Master was you, today we can't escape death, you also let me be a ghost."

I looked at him coldly and said in a calm tone.

"Understand? You're also free-spirited. ”

Wang Ying smiled evilly and continued to speak.

"You may not know that the antique dealer who recruited the old man of the Cheng family as a son-in-law is also surnamed Wang..."