Ghost Yannian, who was hiding on the Nine Heavens Sycamore Tree, watched the crane rushing to the sky like a fly and was directly smacked by the sword mountain, and directly shrunk his neck, and suddenly felt that the neck was cold and cold.

If this blow hits him, I'm afraid it will inevitably be a concussion fate, Ghost Yannian secretly rejoices.

However, seeing what happened to the crane rushing to the sky, Ghost Yannian felt that this concussion did not seem to be unacceptable.

The man in black made a strange mark in the void with his hands as if dreamlike, and there seemed to be some kind of mystery in the handprint.

Suddenly, there were bursts of thunder in the sky, lightning spread, and endless thunderclouds began to condense in the direction of the Dragon Mansion.

Rolling thunder, bursts of heavenly might, and an unusually oppressive aura began to envelop everyone's hearts.

Thunder-type Demonic Beasts?Or is it a Sacred Beast that cultivates both Thunder and Spirit?

Everyone had questions in their hearts, and at the same time, the three members of the Ximen family and the crane Chongtian were also shocked.

Whether it is the spiritual system or the thunder system, they are all very partial cultivation systems, and they are all first-class and difficult, and now the two systems are concentrated in one person, and everyone thinks about it.

However, Ghost Yannian was thinking, is there really a holy beast on this continent that cultivates both the spirit system and the thunder system at the same time? Why haven't I heard of it at all, and I have lived for more than 2,000 years.

Looking at the thunderclouds in the sky, the rolling lightning, and the endless heavenly might, the black old man who has always been obscene turned out to be rare and serious.

seemed to remember some past, and finally the black old man sighed leisurely, and said lightly: "The little crane is going to be unlucky......

It seems to be to verify Hei Lao's words.

Boom, boom, boom

Endless lightning slashed down from the thick thunderclouds, and silver snakes spread endlessly, lighting up the night sky and reflecting the sky.

It seemed to be the anger of the thunder god, and the entire Vermilion Bird City trembled in the endless lightning and thunder, even the four martial saints who were fighting an inseparable mess, the attack couldn't help but slow down, especially the three of the Ximen family, their faces were already slightly pale.

The lightning bolt like a silver snake snapped directly into the outstretched hands of the man in black, and the hands of the man in black seemed to be a mysterious space that could hold thousands of thunderbolts.

The silver snake danced, the man in black stood still in the void, his hands spread flat, and endless lightning began to concentrate on his hands, reflecting him so high and unattainable, it seemed that the ancient thunder god walked in the night sky.

Seeing the man in black staring majestically at the crane, Mu Lihua wisely withdrew from this battlefield.

To be honest, his task has been accomplished.

The deal reached between Wen Siyuan and Long Zhantian was that in this battle, Mu Lihua helped the Long family drag a martial saint or a holy beast, while the Long family canceled the wedding of Wen Xiaoxing and Long Yuntian.

But now Mu Lihua is thinking about the question, whether the Wen family has made or lost in this matter, he also saw the appearance of Long Yuntian killing Wei Zhongxian just now, the nineteen-year-old congenital late stage, such a superb qualification, almost 100% can be promoted to the Martial Saint, is it too much of a loss for the Wen family to give up such a son-in-law?

Originally, he and Wen Xiaoxing had the same point of view, Long Yuntian must have been an idiot for nineteen years before, there is no doubt about it, even if he can recover in the near future, then he lacks nineteen years of experience, and he must not be much better than an idiot, as for the dragon and phoenix among the rumors of Long Yuntian outside, he is extremely talented, and the theory of amazing talent must be an imaginary deliberately created by Long Zhantian.

But hearing is false, seeing is believing, and after seeing Long Yuntian perform the Nine Strikes of Chiyan with his own eyes, Mu Lihua had to admit that his previous belief was wrong.

Except for Long Zhantian's son Long Yuntian, no one could obtain the Long Family's Chiyan Sword, and it was even more impossible to practice the Long Family's Chiyan Nine Strikes.

Head of the house, head of the house, are you right or wrong this time?

Did Long Zhantian deliberately want to take this opportunity to complete the divorce? Mu Lihua thought to himself.

Facing the thunderclouds and lightning in the sky, the crane's eyes jumped violently, and finally he let out a crane cry without any righteousness, turned around and left.

As for the ghost Yannian and the people of the Ximen family, he couldn't take care of it anymore.

The man in black looked at his back and sneered: "If you want to leave, leave something behind"

With a flick of both hands, the thunder pillar formed by the two thunderbolts roared like a silver snake and chased directly towards the crane.

"Sure enough, it's the palm thunder" Hei Lao sighed as he looked at the two surging thunder pillars that were chasing the crane into the sky.

The crane is a flying monster, and the flight speed is really fast enough, once you plan to escape, the speed is like an arrow off the string.

It's just that no matter how fast the flight is, there is still a gap compared to lightning.

If the speed at which the crane rushed into the sky and fled was an arrow off the string, then the rolling thunder pillar of the man in black was a disemboweled cannonball.

Just flew less than a hundred meters, and the rolling thunder pillars had all fallen on He Chongtian's body.

Thunderbolts flashed with lightning, accompanied by the screams of cranes soaring into the sky.

Even a scorching smell began to fill the sky.

Crane Chongtian was originally a hairless bald crane, and it was even more embarrassed in the thunderclouds, and the electric shock wounds on his body were everywhere, accompanied by bursts of scorching stench and screams.

Suddenly, the screams stopped, and the crane's body, which was originally five meters in shape, now quickly shrank to about three meters, stumbling into the distance, while the man in black stood there quietly, and did not mean to kill it all.

"Hei Lao, is the old crane already?" Ghost Yannian looked at the crane stumbling into the distance and asked Hei Lao with a weak heart: "Is it no longer alive?"

"Don't worry, he can't die yet" Hei Lao looked at the distant crane Chongtian as if he remembered something, and finally sighed.

"But why?" Ghost Yannian cautiously glanced at the man in black standing in the void: "He has already killed the nine-tailed fox, there is no reason to let go of the crane rushing to the sky, killing a fox Mei Niang has already formed a bond with the Desperate Forest, why not further weaken the strength of the Desperate Forest?"

"It doesn't matter whether Crane Chongtian is dead or alive, because he has been knocked down from the Holy Rank Realm, and from now on he is no longer a holy beast, I am afraid that he will not be able to become a holy beast in this life, a mere eighth-level demonic beast, the other party still doesn't look at it" Hei Lao looked at the black shadow of Crane Chongtian in the distance and explained.

"Lao He was beaten down by a big rank in his life?" Ghost Yannian gasped, "I thought it was just a serious injury, no wonder the screams stopped, it turned out that he lost the ability to speak, yes, just the life and death of an eighth-level demonic beast, the other party naturally wouldn't take it seriously, and he also sold the Desperate Beast Emperor a face, hehe, this person is really calculating." ”

"Face, do you think he cares about the face of the Desperate Beast Emperor? If he cared about the face of the Desperate Beast Emperor, he wouldn't have killed the Nine-Tailed Phantom Fox, you must know that although he is not the opponent of the Desperate Beast Emperor, but there is also an organization behind the people, and your Beast Emperor may not fight against the forces behind the people for one or two holy beasts" The black elder looked at the black-clothed man who was standing quietly in the void and said lightly, but there seemed to be an indescribable melancholy in his tone.

"Also, this endless desert also has a beast emperor, and people are not alone......"

"You idiot, you still believe he's a desert butterfly in the Endless Desert? You've ever seen a desert butterfly play with thunder and lightning...... , you turtle brain, see if I don't break your brain......" The black boss was furious, picked up the crutch in his hand and smashed it down on the head of Ghost Yannian......