Faced with the Thunder Descending, the first person to make a move was Mario.

All the fireballs around Mario rose into the air, and each fireball was like an interceptor missile, exploding at the moment of the thunder collision, and a huge mushroom cloud bloomed in the sky.

The blooming mushroom cloud carried a scorching wave of qi, and the purple thunder in the first place couldn't help but slow down by half a beat, pausing slightly in the twin explosions.

But Mario's twin blasts can only make the thunder and lightning stop slightly. After all, Mario's strength is still too low, and he still seems a little lacking in his full force under this purple thunder, and it is difficult to even weaken the thunderbolt.

The purple thunderbolt continued unabated, and after only a slight pause, it broke through the twin blasts and landed towards the ground again.

The scorching air wave in the sky was dispersed by a blow, and just when everyone's faces changed greatly, Pudu Cihang turned into a Buddha and began to exert his might.

"The light of the Buddha shines!" The thousand-year-old centipede shouted, and a ten-meter giant Buddha sat on the lotus throne.

This giant Buddha points to the sky and the earth, it is the heaven and the earth, and of course the Buddha Shakyamuni, Zhang Yao knows very well that this is just a fake pretended by Pudu Cihang.

The light of the Buddha bloomed behind the Buddha, and the golden light carried the meaning of care for all sentient beings, like the sun melting the ice and snow, shining on the descending thunder.

Illuminated by the Buddha's light, the purple thunder suddenly crackled and exploded. The entire thunder fell apart visibly with the naked eye, as if it could not withstand the full illumination of the Buddha's light, and one thunderbolt after another began to break away from the thunder and lightning itself and dissipate under the illumination of the Buddha's light.

"Boom!" The thunder in the sky stopped in an instant, and the speed of the thunder and lightning was unmatched. Hearing only a roar, the fake Buddha where Pudu Cihang was located was pierced by thunder, and the entire golden body began to crumble inch by inch.

Pudu Cihang in the sky is like a wounded porcelain doll at the moment. Pieces of the Buddha's golden body began to disperse with the wind, and Pudu Cihang screamed and spat blood, and fell to the ground fiercely.

The three heroes who protected Zhang Yao were under the attack of this thunderbolt. Only the last and most powerful Clown Emperor remains.

The mask on the Clown Emperor's face shone under the thunder, and he flew into the air quickly with the four swords on his back, and his body turned sharply, aiming his head at the falling thunder.

"Magic handkerchief!"

The white handkerchief was thrown out by the Clown Emperor first, and the purple thunder slammed into the magic handkerchief, knocking the Clown Emperor's handkerchief out of a big hole.

The damaged handkerchief fell in the wind, and the Clown Emperor didn't look at his handkerchief, but quickly pointed forward and shouted: "Ace Flying Knife!" ”

The four flying knives came out of the body one after another, and the four-color flying knives of the black and red flower pieces went straight to the thunder, stabbing out like four sharp swords.

"Ding Ding Ding Ding"

Thunder slowed down by one point every time he dropped a flying knife, although the speed of slowing down was inconspicuous, but under the pressure of Mario, Pudu Cihang and Clown Emperor, it was inevitable that it would weaken, and the entire thunder was reduced by one-third.

The remaining two-thirds of the Thunderbolts, after shooting down four flies, had already reached the Clown Emperor's body.

The Clown Emperor quickly crossed his hands in front of the thunder, and the black destruction light instantly absorbed all the light sources: "Destruction Aurora!" ”

The sky darkened, and the black Aurora of Destruction flew out of the Clown Emperor's hands, colliding with the purple thunder. The two sides are like two high-powered laser emitters, one black and one purple, constantly entangled with each other, bringing ripples in the air.

The force was even strong enough to shake the space, and the ripple-like lines of water continued to emanate outward, like a stone thrown into the calm surface of a lake.

The two rays of light were not allowed to move together, and the power of thunder continued to press down from above, approaching the Clown Emperor's body against the Aurora of Destruction.

The Clown Emperor gritted his teeth and maintained the power of Destruction Aurora, his body continued to descend in the air, and there was thunder in his eyes pressing forward step by step, gradually pressing back to Destruction Aurora.

"Boom!"

With a roar, the thunder finally broke through the destruction aurora, and the last thunder power hit the clown emperor's body.

It's like a wild goose in the sky that is struck by lightning during a thunderstorm. The Clown Emperor's body that was hit by the thunder spun and fell from the sky, and it was only when he was about to fall to the ground that he forcibly stopped the fall.

The Clown Emperor, who stopped the power of falling, slowly stopped beside Zhang Yao.

At this moment, the colorful clothes on his body had been completely shattered by the last thunder and lightning, revealing the cold steel body in front of his chest. However, the Clown Emperor is worthy of being the pinnacle of heroes, and the thunder that is about to be exhausted under the joint efforts of the three of them allows him to carry it hard with the powerful body of the digital ultimate body.

"Hooray, hooray, hooray!" The shouts in the sky suddenly sounded with the landing of the Clown Emperor.

This scene is really shocking, the image of the Clown Emperor who resists the thunderstorm and turns the tide has conquered everyone.

Mario and Pudu Cihang were shocked for a long time and couldn't come back to their senses, and even Dracula, who struggled to stand up, had a look of disbelief on his face.

This is simply the power of mythology, and everyone thinks that the Clown Emperor is immortal and should be seriously injured under the thunderstorm. But the reality is that the aftermath of the thunder hit the clown emperor's body, but he carried it with the strength of his body.

In an instant, an idea rose from everyone's hearts, if the first thunder was also against the Clown Emperor, I am afraid that the power of the first thunder would not even be able to help the Clown Emperor's body, let alone be seriously injured like Dracula.

"Is this the power of the peak of heroes!" Dracula, who was seriously injured, looked at the clown emperor with his head held high, and couldn't help but think so in his heart. If it's really what Dracula imagined, then the Clown Emperor's power is terrifying. Even Dracula thought that if he fought to the death, he was afraid that he, the later stage of the hero, would be difficult to escape in the hands of the Clown Emperor.

"Good job, but don't worry about your body!" Zhang Yao looked at the clown emperor with a calm face, his gaze swept over his chest, and the scorched black left by the thunder swept over.

After the Clown Emperor saw Zhang Yao's gaze, he showed a wry smile on his face and said in a low voice: "How can it be okay, I'm just the peak of a hero, not the peak of a demigod!" It's just that I won't say anything about it! ”

The Clown Emperor blinked after speaking, and with his characteristic cold humor, Zhang Yao shook his head and smiled.

Just when the Clown Emperor landed beside him, Zhang Yao saw that he was a little weak in his legs and feet, and he was by no means as breezy as he appeared to be.

But Zhang Yao didn't expect that the Clown Emperor was actually a sullen man, belonging to the kind of person who performs one-handed brick opening on the street, shouting good and not shouting pain.

"Boom!"

Just when everyone thought that the punishment was over, and the black clouds in the sky began to disperse. A dull roar suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

This roar came so suddenly, and all the people who heard the thunder were suddenly in their hearts, and they all set their eyes on Zhang Yao's body.

Two thunderbolts, four heroes, including Dracula and the Clown Emperor, have all been seriously injured. Now there is a third thunder to fall, and everyone's hearts can't help but be clouded.

The black clouds in the sky began to gather again, and the black and oppressive dark clouds seemed to be pressed in everyone's hearts, and everyone lost their smiling faces.

Countless people looked into the sky in unison, only to see a different kind of thunder, which began to roar in the clouds.

"Boom!" In the black clouds, deep black thunder rolled.

Black thunder was rolling in the clouds, and everyone who saw it, whether it was an ordinary soldier or a hero, had a feeling of being watched by death.

"Big, big. What should I do? Dracula spoke with difficulty, attracting everyone's attention to Zhang Yao.

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Yao has always been a mysterious emperor.

This kind of foggy feeling is not only possessed by ordinary soldiers, but even heroes like Pudu Cihang dare not say that they have seen through this emperor. So at this moment of difficult decision, everyone couldn't help but look at Zhang Yao, waiting for Zhang Yao to give an order.

"What to do!"

In the eyes of everyone, Zhang Yao looked indifferently, glanced at the four heroes around him who were seriously injured, and smiled calmly: "In this case, let's call for help."