The middle-aged man in the ink robe realized that he had misjudged because the collision of the realms he imagined had not happened. The coercion of the Black Cloud Domain acting on him has not changed at all, that is to say, the existence of this Thunder Sky Sea is far from the extent of becoming the rule of the Domain.

It was only at this time that he suddenly realized that the owner of this Thunder Heavenly Sea was still a Gathering Spirit Realm cultivator at all, where did he come from?

Could this be just a phantom of the spirit body in the late stage of the spirit gathering?

The middle-aged man in the ink robe couldn't believe his inference, when had he ever seen or even heard of such a huge, real, and powerful spirit phantom?

"That's not right!"

The next moment, he exclaimed again! Because he suddenly remembered that Luo Yu was just a Gathering Spirit Realm cultivator, and he was afraid that his spiritual power would not be enough to protect his body and resist the coercion of the realm, so how could he use his spiritual body with all his might? Even if he was only one step away from reaching the cultivation of the Great Convergence Realm, he did not dare to use his spiritual power lightly here.

As soon as his thoughts reached this point, the middle-aged man in the ink robe let out a third exclamation, "That's not right!"

Because he suddenly remembered again, wasn't Luo Yu a cultivator who cultivated his body, how could he be so proficient in Lei Fa?

Pity...... It's a pity that he doesn't have more time to ponder the other anomalies, the disciples of the Qingning Sect have already come to their senses, and they are outflanking him under the cover of the waves of the thunder sea!

The disciples didn't know what the middle-aged man in the ink robe was thinking, but they saw him like a madman, constantly shouting "No! No!" The disciples were not interested in knowing what he had discovered, and whoever didn't take this opportunity to beat the water dogs was a fool!

Luo Yu was secretly glad in his heart, fortunately, he had encountered a situation where there was no spiritual energy available in the mirror world of the Heaven Swallowing Valley last time, so he learned a lesson, and specially made full preparations before entering the Red Cloud Sea, and hoarded the most thunder attribute spiritual power within the range that his body could bear.

In today's residual realm, it's not that he can't find aura, but that the rules of the realm here seriously affect and suppress the power that doesn't match, making it impossible for him to exert himself as freely as the outside world.

In fact, when he used the power of thunder to deal with the blue ribbon boy, he had already mobilized the primordial spiritual power that was deeply hidden by the Breath Technique. The pure and gentle spiritual power traveled all over the body, and the effect was no worse than the perverted thunder attribute spiritual power. Using his true cultivation for the first time, Luo Yu unconsciously felt a special excitement in his heart.

The death of the blue ribbon boy and the appearance of Thunder Tianhai really surprised everyone, but the battle was fierce, and no one had the heart and energy to explore the energy changes in Luoyu's body for the time being.

Finally able to let go of his hands and feet and fight the enemy with all his might, Luo Yu did not try to use spells to attack, but mobilized all his forces to strengthen the range of the Thunder Sky Sea and prevent the middle-aged man in the ink robe from escaping. He himself was covered with dazzling thunder, turned into a thunderbolt, rushed towards the middle-aged man in the ink robe, and fought with him in close quarters!

Luo Yu's image was the same for a while, but the means used were the same, just like dealing with the blue ribbon boy, with a spear in hand, and Xia Yanyin alternately played the role of attack and containment. It's not that he deliberately changed his image to increase his power, but he had to use electric light to cover the fluctuations of spiritual power in his body, so as not to expose his true cultivation.

The cultivation of the middle-aged man in the ink robe was far from being comparable to that of a blue ribbon boy, and the external injuries suffered in the thundercloud did not make him lose his combat effectiveness. When he figured out the situation and understood that he couldn't escape if he didn't kill Luoyu, he regained his composure in an instant, and his hands kept parrying, but a pair of eyes were staring at Luoyu's every move.

With the special care of the middle-aged man in the ink robe, the pressure on Luoyu suddenly exploded!

Luo Xiao finally grasped the gap between the two of them and rushed into the battle group! This move successfully distracted the middle-aged man in the ink robe, and finally gave Luo Yu a chance to breathe.

But the price of this respite is not small, Luo Yu and Xia Yanyin's cooperation can be close, it is the tacit understanding that the two have cultivated through years of training and training. Luo Xiao's strength is not weak, but it is difficult to achieve harmony and unity, and for a while, the middle-aged man in the ink robe found a lot of flaws, and almost broke out of the battle group.

The three of them kept adjusting the rhythm of the battle, but the middle-aged man in the ink robe didn't have any intention to deal with them, knowing that if he didn't get out as soon as possible, he would really be planted in the hands of a few juniors today!

The dragon-like thick iron whip reappeared, and the middle-aged man in the ink robe shook it into a straight line!

Luo Xiao swung his sword to block, but the iron whip suddenly came to life, wrapped around the heavy sword like a giant python!

A huge tremor came, and Luo Xiao's arm was numb for a moment, and the heavy sword flew out of his hand and was swept into the sky by the iron whip!

The iron whip is like a living thing, and when it hits well, it immediately turns around, and the wild dragon swings its tail from side to side, successfully forcing back the two Luoyu who are about to take advantage of the opportunity!

The two of them sank in their hearts, it was too difficult! The cultivation of the middle-aged man in the ink robe was too much higher than them, and the three of them had tried their best, but it was difficult to break through his defense.

At this moment, the middle-aged man in the ink robe suddenly paused, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out!

The three of them were slightly stunned, and immediately reacted, it was not the middle-aged man in the ink robe himself who had a problem, but Shen Xing, who was floating on the periphery of the battle circle, finally freed his hand and cursed him!

The reason why he recognized it at a glance as a curse and not other means was because at the same time that the middle-aged man in the ink robe vomited blood, Shen Xing also spit out a mouthful of blood. And in the next moment, Shen Xing's closed eyes left two lines of blood, and the middle-aged man's entire eyeballs also became inky black, flowing out of two lines of pitch-black blood.

This is a secret technique that establishes contact with the enemy in the dark and acts on the enemy by actively injuring himself. Once the opponent is locked by the caster, there is no way to sever this connection, as long as the caster is willing to harm himself, he can invisibly inflict the same damage on the opponent!

It is better to see than to hear, Luoyu saw a real person perform the curse technique for the first time, and his heart was shocked, and sure enough, as the book says, the curse is the most unguardable evil secret art. Fortunately, the curse technique is extremely costly, and it is a means that will not be used unless it is absolutely necessary, otherwise as long as such an enemy is provoked, I am afraid that there will be no peace.

Shen Xing couldn't use his spiritual power, and hand-to-hand combat was not his forte, so he could only resolutely use such means to help the three of them.

Seeing that Shen Xing's injuries were getting worse, Chengyue circled around him, full of anxiety.

This curse technique is either the caster sacrificing his own life and dragging the enemy to die together, or he or she is exchanging self-harm for the enemy's weakness, waiting for his companion to completely kill him before the caster can heal, otherwise the enemy's injuries will also recover with it.

Time can't be delayed, as long as the middle-aged man in the ink robe doesn't die, Shen Xing will always persevere!

Luo Xiao roared like crazy! I didn't care about my bare hands, I had already rushed forward!