118 Thunderstorms
Shortly after the one-armed man flew into the sky from the window with three Indian banshees.
The air in the exhibition hall suddenly fluctuated, and Ma Xiaoling and the three fell from the ceiling and fell heavily to the ground.
"We're out?" Jianguo touched his head and got up, his nose and face were swollen at this time, and he had several large bags on his head.
In order to stop the golden-armored warrior, he and Yan Zhen used all their resources to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the other party.
The third brother of the golden armor hung up, and every time he wanted to hit him, he would hang in slow motion, and then the two of them were held down and beaten by each other.
Yan Zhen has a Buddha's gold-plated body, but he is not broken, but he was also beaten by the other party and was overwhelmed.
Just when the two of them couldn't hold on, the three of them suddenly fell out of the "Asura Realm".
Yan Zhen said: "Now that it's out, check if the national treasure is damaged!" β
At this time, the power of the entire building was cut off, and the exhibition hall was pitch black, Yan Zhen lit up the surroundings with the gilded body of the Buddha, and the three of them walked to the corner where the national treasure was stored.
"Ahh
Ma Xiaoling exclaimed, she saw a fragment in front of her, a large piece of stone statue fragments on the face of the person, indicating the origin of these fragments.
Yan Zhen's face turned blue and white for a while, and he could already imagine what kind of punishment he would face after he went back: "How can this be?" Didn't they say they wanted to Zhenguo Shiling? Why did you choose to destroy the statue of the Celestial Master? β
"Humph!" Jianguo pointed at Shangen, "This is called a suspicious strategy!" β
Ma Xiaoling had a pain in her flesh, the one-armed Heavenly Master statue is the remains of the ancestor of Chinese Taoism! I didn't expect to be ruined by the demons of India like this!
This is a slap in the face of all the Taoist priests in Huaxia.
"It's just a broken stone statue! It's not that there is no way to recover! Jianguo said deeply.
Ma Xiaoling and Yan Zhen asked at the same time: "What way!" β
Jianguo fell to the ground and posed in the same pose as the statue of the Heavenly Master with a broken arm: "You find a carving master to come over and carve another one according to me." In my image, it must be more handsome than the original! β
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Xiangjiang Meteorological Observatory.
A team of researchers is working hard to record data on this rare winter thunderstorm.
"Stationmaster! You should check this out! It's incredible! β
The stationmaster was attracted by the observer's exclamation, and through the celestial telescope, he discovered a strange phenomenon.
The thunderclouds that originally covered almost the entire Xiangjiang River are rapidly converging and concentrating over Hong Kong Island, and the original blue lightning is also changing color to red as the thunderclouds condense.
"How so?" After observing celestial phenomena for decades, the stationmaster has never seen such a phenomenon.
Observer A complained: "Could it be that Thor is hunting demons?" β
Observer B said: "If there is really a thunder god, first a thunderbolt will kill you, a salty wet guy who goes to work." β
The stationmaster said, "Quickly calculate the energy of this thunderstorm." β
A group of people quickly began to extrapolate according to the formula.
Ten minutes later, the observers' exclamations continued.
"Oh my God! How is this possible! β
"Stationmaster! I think we can issue an emergency evacuation notice...... No, it's too late. β
According to their calculations, an unprecedented thunderstorm with an average voltage of more than 1.5 billion volts.
It will happen over Hong Kong Island.
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The one-armed man flew into the thundercloud with three Indian banshees.
The sword-like wind sliced back and forth around the four of them, and the three Indian banshees, dressed in gorgeous clothes, quickly became ragged like beggars.
But when the wind passed by the man, it was as if he had been domesticated, turning into a breeze on his face, holding him up and flying higher.
The clothed banshee suddenly came back to her soul at this time, and saw the surrounding scene struggling vigorously, and soon broke free from the invisible mental power that bound her.
"Who are you!"
A large thundercloud converged under the man, and he stood lightly above the thundercloud, looking down on the three of them.
Under the protection of Lord Luo, Lan Po and Black Tooth swallowed their saliva and found that they were finally able to speak.
"Lord Luo! Heβhe's a one-armed celestial master! β
"One-armed Celestial Master?"
"It's the ancestor of Huaxia Taoism! Wang Zhuo! β
Luo I obviously also read the notebook, and stared at Wang Zhuo incredulously when I heard the words: "He didn't even die?" What the hell is going on? β
Virampo said in a trembling voice: "He is the stone statue, he has come to life!" β
Luo I said coldly: "As a Rakshasa woman, are you afraid of a human being? It's too embarrassing for the face of the Asura Realm. What if it's the ancestor of Taoism? Can he match the bravest warriors in the Asura Realm? β
She raised her palm and unleashed the Fearless Seal, and a golden gate appeared in front of her.
Wang Zhuo pointed at the same time, and a thunderbolt radiated out from the clouds and slashed towards the giant gate.
When the lightning hit the door, it dispersed into a trickle and was absorbed by the giant gate.
The giant door that absorbed the energy slowly opened, and a majestic and arrogant voice came from behind the door.
"I am the king of Moshishmadhi! ...... ElBaradei"
Rumble!!!
The sky exploded again.
The red lightning flashed in Wang Zhuo's eyes, and the endless electric charges in the thundercloud were discharged in unison, and countless currents intertwined with each other, turning into red thunder slurry that flooded the golden gate, and the sound was also interrupted by thunder.
Just a breath, Luo I's face changed, and she quickly withdrew the magic weapon, she found that the gate could no longer withstand the high temperature, and the relief on it gradually turned red and melted.
It seems that he is a Huaxia monk who specializes in thunder law, and today's thunderstorm day is his home field, so he must be pulled into the "Asura Realm" to isolate him from the thunderclouds!
Just when Luo I was about to repeat the old trick and wanted to drag Wang Zhuo into the "Asura Realm", she found that Wang Zhuo was looking behind her steadily.
"How brave do you say the most courageous warrior in the Asura Realm is?"
A charming female voice rang in Luo I's ears.
Who?! When?!
Luo I turned around suddenly, and instantly turned into a longbow in his hand, pulled the bowstring full, and aimed it behind him.
A woman in a long cyan dress flutters in the wind.
She has a very bewitching face, a sharp jaw, high eyebrows, red phoenix eyes, a smile, and a lot of white space between the eye waves, which looks dangerous and cunning.
The woman in Tsing Yi ignored Luo Wu's bow and arrows, but looked at Wang Zhuo: "Suddenly this abnormal celestial phenomenon appeared, and I guessed that you were back." Do you want me to help? β
Wang Zhuo nodded and said, "Help me watch them, I have something to ask." β
The thunderstorm caused by his awakening must be dealt with first, otherwise it is likely to cause the death of innocent people.
The power of the magnetic storm contained in the thundercloud was absorbed into the thunder seed by him, and the thunderstorm space that had already collapsed expanded and reorganized again.
In just a few breaths, it returned to its original scale.
Countless currents of electricity converged, and the thunder python was reborn again in the electric light, letting out a roar like thunder.
Luo: My face is cloudy, these two people talk and laugh freely, do you think you don't exist?
"Om! Bellow! Siddhi! Congratulations! β
Luo I recited the incantation, and a red light arrow appeared on the bow, and as soon as his right hand was released, the light arrow shot towards the woman in Tsing Yi.
The woman in Tsing Yi scooped it up casually and fished the arrow in the palm of her hand.
Unexpectedly, the arrow suddenly turned into a red mist and covered the face of the woman in Tsing Yi.
"Corruption Law?" The woman in Tsing Yi smiled disdainfully, not only did she not hide, but instead sucked all the red mist into her stomach, "What is the relationship between King Ai Dye Ming and you?" You're not an asura, are you? Are you a celestial? β
was called out by the woman in Tsing Yi, Luo I's face was gloomy, and he took the bow again, and this time a pink light arrow appeared.
"Whether it's the Erotic Law or the Corruption Method, these are all useless to me, I advise you to show some real skills."
Boom !!
The thundercloud exploded violently, shattering the bow and arrow in my hand into powder.
Countless red lightning bolts in the thunderclouds shuttled back and forth, forming a terrifying grid.
And in the center of the power grid, there was a person sitting upright, red electricity was constantly pouring into his body from his body, and countless runes on his back were emitting light like lava flowing.
The eyes of the woman in Tsing Yi lit up, and she no longer cared about the three of them, but turned into a cyan dragon hundreds of feet long and pounced on the power grid.
Wings on his back, swallowing clouds and spitting mist.
Luo I looked frightened, and hurriedly pulled the gallant Black Tooth and Lan Po to flee towards the ground.
"It's Ying Long! Isn't today an auspicious day for the Devil's Path? Why is it so unlucky?! β
Wang Zhuo was immersed in the reorganization of the thunderstorm space, and suddenly felt something strange under him, and when he opened his eyes, he found that it was a cyan Ying Dragon wrapped around him, swallowing the thunderclouds around him, competing for the power of the thunder that surged towards him.
Wang Zhuo fell on Ying Long's head.
"Jade Jiaolong, I'm here to help you cultivate."