Now the Rotten Ke Mountain is no longer the majestic appearance of the past, and there is nothing more shocking than the forbidden land turning into a pile of rubble. In fact, this is not the case, compared to the destruction of Langke Mountain, the shore of the Thunder Lake within a range of 100 meters is the real shock, and what people are really curious about is what makes the thunderclouds in the sky gather here.

When the last rays of thunder and lightning fell from the sky, the dark clouds in the sky gradually faded, as if without thunder they would not have the need to exist.

The thunderclouds stopped providing lightning, and the thunder lake began to shrink, soon forming a ball three meters in diameter. Although there was no spectacular scene, the power transmitted from the thunderball did not decrease but increased, and none of the people present wanted to get close to this thunderball like a time bomb.

Through the deep purple, a figure loomed in the center of the thunderball. When he saw this scene, Breaking the Ice cheered, because he was simple-minded, he felt that the person in it was Lu Lin, and he was still safe and sound. Although Bai Yu expected this, he knew that the possibility of such a situation was very small.

Just as they were guessing whether Lu Lin was still alive, the thunderball suddenly spun rapidly, as if it was a spinning top.

When the figure in the thunderball appeared, the danger signal in Feng Lianlun's heart became even stronger. He comforted himself again and again that Lu Lin was dead, and there were no bones, but he didn't want to believe it, he just wanted to see it for believing.

As a result, instead of waiting for the thunderball to disappear, it flew towards its location. This made Feng Lianlun a little panicked, after seeing the power of those thunders, he didn't dare to let this thunderball get close to him, and if he was not careful, he would fall into a place of no return.

Hiding in the underground is undoubtedly the best choice, Feng Lianlun changed his appearance again, only in this state can he enter deeper underground.

Although Thunderball's attack was a little abrupt, Bai Yu's reaction was not bad, and she reacted almost as soon as Thunderball reacted. The wind poured down like a sharp blade, covering the area where Feng Lianlun was, and the surrounding stones were like tofu under Bai Yu's attack, not giving Feng Lianlun the slightest chance to escape.

The wind struck Feng Lianlun's changing scorpion back, sparks flew everywhere, and in the last resort, he could only use his front crow to protect his head, which was his most vulnerable place. Although Bai Yu's attack could not severely damage the opponent, it had already limited his ability to move.

In such a short period of time, the thunderball's attack had arrived, and it smashed towards him in Feng Lianlun's frightened gaze.

That's right, Feng Lianlun in this state does have an instinctive fear of the power of thunder and lightning, but this does not mean that he is really afraid of Lu Lin's attack. In a really hard-fought situation, how could Feng Lianlun be afraid, the gap between the seventh order and the ninth order, like a chasm, even if it was an attribute advantage, was not so easy to make up.

Feng Lianlun's face suddenly flushed with an abnormal flush, as if a person was holding his breath. Immediately after that, his head began to swell like a balloon that had been blown up, and his face flushed and turned black. The mouth is incredibly open, and its size is large enough to fit even a normal human head. The black aura on his face quickly faded, but a large amount of black light began to gather in his mouth.

Just when the thunderball was still ten meters away from Feng Lianlun, a black beam of light was launched from his mouth.

The black beam collided with the thunderball, and the speed of the thunderball was finally contained, but the black beam was also not consumed at a speed, but under Feng Lianlun's continuous provision, the volume of the thunderball could only gradually shrink.

When the black energy in Feng Lianlun's mouth was exhausted, the dark purple thunderball was only a thin film like a gauze coat. Through this film, Lu Lin's appearance was clearly presented in the eyes of everyone.

Wearing purple scale armor, stepping on purple Lin boots, especially the appearance of the helmet, it is extremely exquisite, and if you look closely, it is somewhat similar to the appearance of the dragon head on the dragon wood, and the two protrusions on the top of the head have also turned into something similar to the horn. In addition, on the forehead, there are two things that resemble whiskers growing on top of the helmet, and they can even dance in the wind.

Purple Yaojia?

Nick looked at Lu Lin in the light film with some disbelief, this is also relatively familiar to him, because in the recent process of learning with the team members, Lu Lin has used this martial art more than once, and his defensive ability is indeed excellent, but it is different from a few days ago.

The scales on the Ziyao armor are more dense, and the appearance is more exquisite, if the appearance of the Ziyao armor was an abrasive tool before, then now it seems to have been carefully carved, and it can be regarded as a work of art.

Lu Lin's eyes had been closed before, and he had been feeling the changes in the Xuanlong Spear during the flight of the thunderball, until the power of the thunderball was about to be consumed, and his eyes slowly opened.

Because he was looking directly at Lu Lin head-on, Feng Lianlun actually saw a touch of purple from his gaze, like thunder and lightning crossing the sky.

In order to resist the attack of the thunderball, Feng Lianlun's consumption of power is not small, after all, it is a counterattack under the condition of being restrained by attributes, and Feng Lianlun's consumption is naturally more. But all this is worth it in Feng Lianlun's opinion, without the protection of thunder and lightning, Lu Lin is like a toothless tiger, although his appearance is mighty, but he is no different from a cat.

"I didn't expect that such thunder and lightning would not kill you, it seems that God also thinks that such a way of death is too cheap for you, so you will become my collection." ”

Without the protection of the thunderball, Feng Lianlun would not be afraid of a seventh-order martial artist, it couldn't wait to appreciate Lu Lin's frightened appearance before he died. The scorpion body bounced up, and the front ao had already swung and smashed into the last layer of light that protected Lu Lin.

Seemingly transparent light film, Feng Lianlun still underestimated its power. When its front crow collided with the light film, it made a crackling sound, although the light film was broken by Feng Lianlun in one fell swoop, but a pair of front claws were also blurred by electricity, and even could smell the smell of burning.

Feng Lianlun didn't care about this kind of pain, but looked even more crazy, as if this kind of stimulation could remind him what kind of punishment to inflict on Lu Lin.

"I was worried that you would escape, but I didn't expect to take the initiative to send it to the door, so let you experience the power of the Heavenly Thunder Xuanlong Spear. ”

With a light drink, two dragon groans came from Lu Lin's body, one of which naturally came from the Xuanlong Spear, and the other came from the Ziyao Armor on Lu Lin's body.

Even Nick, who was furthest from the battlefield, could hear it clearly, and this time even his body couldn't help but tremble. Bai Yu's condition is fine, but he is already unable to fly after breaking the ice, and if it weren't for his mother's help, he would have already fallen.

Compared to Feng Lianlun, who was the closest, the impact on Bai Yu and them was not worth mentioning at all. The dragon's groan sounded in Feng Lianlun's ears, like thunder, causing its entire body to fall into a state of stalemate, and the waving front crow and scorpion tail also stayed in mid-air.

Only a little bit of mixed yuan vitality was recovered in the body and merged into the Heavenly Thunder Xuanlong Spear, with a soft light, the dragon pattern on the Xuanlong Spear seemed to be alive, roaring and rushing towards Feng Lianlun who was frozen there.