With the arrival of this Taizun, the thick lightning bolt really fell quickly in the direction of Ling Huan and them. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info With his speed, as long as he can outrun Ling Huan and them, and let Ling Huan and them suffer this blow on his behalf, it is enough to escape this terrifying catastrophe.

Yin Youmei's delicate body trembled, her brain "buzzed", and her blue eyes showed a look of despair. With her and Ling Huan's abilities at this time, they were definitely not as fast as Taizun, and they were far inferior to the speed of lightning. As long as you are struck by lightning, the result is certain death.

She bit her silver teeth, her eyes showed a decisive intent, and in an instant, she burst into an explosion, rushed to Ling Huan's body, let herself face the lightning, stared at Ling Huan affectionately, and said with a light smile: "Ling Huan, meeting you is the most beautiful memory of my life......"

Ling Huan heard this, looking at those resolute blue eyes, deep in his heart, it was like a string that was gently plucked and trembled slightly. He didn't stop it, but shook Yin Youmei's little hand, looked at her tenderly, and said softly:

"It's too early to talk about a lifetime. I won't let you leave alone, I want to hide you in the palm of my hand, appreciate it slowly, take you in my mouth, taste it carefully, and burn you in my heart and never forget it. ”

Yin Youmei's heartbeat was suddenly violent, her eyes were covered with a layer of mist, her body was so weak that she couldn't withdraw her little hand, and she didn't even have the strength to stand. Such straightforward love words melted her heart, but crystal tears fell.

"Ah......" The exclamations one after another broke the charming and ambiguous atmosphere between Ling Huan and Yin Youmei at this moment.

The two of them looked at each other and were surprised to find that the thick lightning, at some point, had dispersed into tens of thousands of small lightning bolts, which were falling ferociously towards those black-clothed warriors, forcing those black-clothed warriors to run in embarrassment in panic.

"Huh?" Yin Youmei was suddenly stunned, but when she inadvertently caught a glimpse of Ling Huan's expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, she suddenly became stunned.

She is concerned about chaos, this calligraphy temple, only for abnormal entrants, in the law of the thundercloud tribulation, those black-clothed warriors are the ghosts who attract thunder and lightning. Compared with Taizun and others, she and Ling Huan are the ones who are recognized and legally existent.

This is also the reason why Ling Huan did not block Yin Youmei before, in fact, as long as the lightning is not blocked in a straight line, he and Yin Youmei will be absolutely safe existences.

"You...... Ling Huan, don't think about it, I'm ...... I don't mean anything else. Yin Youmei's pretty face hidden under the veil, hot red, retracted her little hand timidly, and said in a trembling voice like a warbler's cry.

Thinking of the ambiguous scene just now, Yin Youmei felt a shy dizziness, as a woman, she took the initiative to reveal her true feelings to a man. It's a shame to think about!

If there is another half an hour, you will not leave no regrets at the end and go straight to the point. On Ling Huan's big hand, the lingering fragrance remained, and the soft charm made him itch unbearably, and he couldn't help but lose his voice:

"I didn't think about it, it turns out that I didn't think deeply enough, is there a hidden place here, let's continue, go further, more in-depth research, research ......"

"Bad embryo-" Yin Youmei's heart was beating violently, not only her voice, but even her body was trembling slightly, and a pretty face under the face towel was almost dripping red: "I...... I'm a Xuanjiao saintess, can't I ......"

Invincible god, didn't you want my old life, that's it, that's it, my old life, I'll give it to you today. Ling Huan only felt that his throat was burning, his mouth was dry, and a pair of fiery big hands had rushed over.

"Ah......" A terrible scream sounded in an instant, interrupting Ling Huan's thoughts, and it could be regarded as barely saving his "old life".

The cultivation of the black-clothed warriors is not comparable to that of Taizun's old pervert, and the small lightning that spreads out, in the whistling sound, hits the black-clothed warriors one after another, these guys, some of them are directly shattered into ashes, and some of them dissipate directly without even screaming, and none of them are spared.

Taizun's place was the place where lightning frequented the most, and countless tiny lightning bolts rolled towards him, and the speed was amazing. Originally, he still had the mind to circle around Ling Huan and the two, hoping that the disaster would move eastward, but at this time, he was already a little desperate.

These lightning bolts, the goal is very clear, they don't look for Ling Huan and Yin Youmei at all, but directly target them, unless they can form a straight line with Ling Huan and Yin Youmei.

But the problem is that the lightning is coming from the sky, condescending, unless they, the widows, can hide at the feet of Ling Huan and the others, otherwise wanting Ling Huan and the two to carry the thunder is like a fool's dream.

If Taizun had known that Ling Huan had no use value, where would he wait until this time, he would have already started a storm and killed Ling Huan and Yin Youmei first. But at this moment, he was chased by lightning, and it was too late to escape, and he had no chance to kill Ling Huan.

The speed of lightning was so fast that even if Taizun had already used all his strength, he still couldn't escape. Seeing that there was no way to escape, a trace of fierceness flashed in Taizun's eyes, and with a roar, he overdrew the power of his divine soul and threw the scroll into the air, completely opening the scroll.

The scroll rose into the air, and suddenly burst out with a dazzling light, as dazzling as the sun, and from within it, there were mountain peaks and rivers rushing out directly.

Huge mountain peaks, shocking rivers, rumbling and roaring away in the face of lightning. Taizun actually used the power of the divine soul to activate the divine power of the picture scroll to fight against the power of lightning that destroyed the world and the earth.

But he no longer had the strength to stay in the painting, and forcibly activated the power of the scroll, so that here, a mouthful of dirty blood spurted out, his body trembled, and he suddenly stopped, looking at the air in fright, with a faint hint of hope in his eyes.

When there was a loud roar, the mountain peaks and the long river collapsed into ashes one by one, and the lightning gradually disappeared. The power of the scroll is indeed amazing, and the lightning that is so powerful that it can destroy the world was completely eliminated by it, allowing Taizun to escape.

However, Taizun was hit dozens of meters away by the force of the backlash, and only then did he fall to the ground with a bang, bleeding from his seven orifices, looking miserable, and he struggled to get up in a crumbling position, looking at Ling Huan, his expression became more and more hideous.

Ling Huan was shocked, looking around, he could no longer see the lightning and rivers and mountains, all he could see was that there was still a shocking afterglow of light in the air. He looked at Taizun, his eyes were even more complicated, such a treasure of China, but he was defiled by the Japanese people, which made him intolerable.

Yin Youmei seemed to know what Ling Huan was thinking, pulled his big hand tight, shook his head solemnly, and said softly: "No, this Taizun cultivation is unfathomable, there is no right time, it is better not to take the painting." Moreover, the thundercloud catastrophe has not yet dissipated, and I am afraid that there will be more terrible blows. ”

Ling Huan nodded solemnly and silently looked at the thunderclouds in the sky. Sure enough, the thunderclouds rolled, and the lightning passed through more and more intensely, as if a shocking blow was brewing.

Suddenly, another shocking lightning condensed, the glory of the light was unprecedented, surpassing everything, flooding the entire space, roaring, straight to Taizun, rolling away, the speed was so fast, in an instant.

But when this lightning came, Ling Huan's eyes shrank suddenly, and the three soul people in the soul sea were all in a commotion, as if they had an infinite desire for lightning. This lightning has the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, how can the soul man have a thirst for it.

Taizun was horrified, feeling that he didn't even have a chance to escape, when his body trembled, he took a deep breath, his eyes showed a strange light, and he sacrificed the picture scroll again, and his short body, but suddenly withered, shrinking even smaller rapidly, as if burning life.

"Burning-" Taizun shouted fiercely, his eyes were bloodshot, his hands were raised, and his cultivation seemed to be holding the sky.

The scroll did not unfold, the lightning flew out violently, and at the moment of flying out, it was impressively glowing, the light was like magma extremely hot, burning steeply in the air, colliding with lightning, the sky was distorted, the earth shook, and a powerful shock wave swept through the entire space.

When Taizun took back the scroll, he snorted like a lightning strike, his body flew upside down in embarrassment, and the scroll in his hand was already dim. But in the twisted air, the lightning still wandered, as if it had lost its purpose, and it seemed to be gathering strength.

Ling Huan's heartbeat suddenly intensified, in his eyes, the lightning in the air turned purple, which contained the meaning of Confucianism and Taoism, and it was even more holy.

His eyes showed a gritty glow, and his cultivation exploded, against the storm, he leaped into the air, and without hesitation, he slammed headlong into the center of the storm that was still raging, in the furious purple lightning. (To be continued.) )