Countless runes intertwined, turning into brilliant brilliance, merging into the hazy sky overhead.

Compared to the battle of hundreds of people in the sky, the energy I released was like a firefly under the bright moon, which was inconspicuous at all.

This inconspicuous force did not attack anyone.

It is like a trickle, moisturizing things silently into the darkness in the clouds.

Before you know it, the clouds are thicker, the wind is tighter, and the crackling raindrops make people almost unable to open their eyes.

The power of the water between heaven and earth is abundant, and Sun Weiwei's power is like a fish in water in the rain curtain in the sky, and it has been well blessed.

I shouted to Sun Weiwei, "Can you make a water curtain and wrap Uncle Yuanji in the center?"

"It should work!"

Sun Weiwei held up a huge water curtain, like a big bubble floating in the air, wrapping Uncle Yuanji's body entirely.

In mid-air, thunder surged quietly.

The spell of my fingers was as fast as an afterimage.

The majestic power poured from the spirit stone into my whole body, and was condensed to my fingertips, and slammed into the sky.

For the first time since I was promoted, I have mobilized my spiritual power beyond the quota and summoned the Thunder Spell to fight.

My meridians were overloaded, and the surface of my body was hot, like a single-cylinder engine that had been running for three days and three nights, and the cooling water could boil eggs.

The rain hit me, and white smoke came out.

With the last spell hitting the air, a thunderclap suddenly sounded!

The thunder split the heavens and the earth, running through the northwest and southeast, and the mighty blue body could not see the edge.

At the moment when the sky and earth were bright, the blue and magnificent thunder dragon made people in mid-air forget its horror and only remember the charm of instant shock.

"Ahh

Screams rang out in mid-air, and hundreds of people in formation, stepping on the flying swords made of metal, gathered into a spherical shape.

From my point of view, they are like large lightning rods, floating in the sky, lest the thunder will not kill them.

The gathering thunder array is the formation of the Taoist faction.

This kind of formation is slow to condense and cannot select a target, so the root is not used to attack people, but to dispel the evil qi of an area.

For example, the evil miasma in a certain place is too heavy, and the smoke covers the mountain.

In this case, you can ask a Taoist priest of the righteous sect to do so, and use thunder to dispel the evil fog.

The clustering array is an auxiliary formation for manipulating celestial phenomena.

Now, God is using this power to help me kill people.

The people of the Zhuge family's investigation team, if they want to deal with Uncle Yuanji, who is more than 200 meters tall, must fly in the air.

If you stand on the ground and attack, Uncle Motoyoshi can trample a large area to death with one foot like an ant.

Their power will attract thunder to fall.

The power of heaven and earth does not matter what your strength is.

Whether it is an ordinary person or a sacrificial Taoist priest, once he is hit by the thunder head-on, he will definitely die.

The only difference is that the sacrificial priest senses that something is wrong around him, and can directly dodge and escape before the thunder falls.

But when ordinary monks sensed that something was wrong, they were already dying.

Uncle Motoyoshi, who is the largest in size, is protected by the water curtain, and when the thunder falls, the power will be dispersed by the current, so he is safe.

Thunderbolts fell one after another, and charred corpses fell to the ground in a leisurely manner, smashed into the mud, and mixed with the mud.

The people of the Zhuge family hardly take the lives of the investigation team seriously.

The most dangerous work, the hardest and most tiring work, will always be handed over to them.

These people are the tools of their lives, and the white gloves that keep the Zhuge family from being stained with blood.

But the gloves are too ruined, and they also have to be anxious.

The leading sacrificial Taoist priest finally couldn't hold it anymore, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Spread out the formation, fight separately, don't attract thunder attacks!"

These guys in the sky looked at them with disgust

I then dispersed.

Without the threat of the formation, Uncle Yuanji, who has absolute strength, speed and defense, is like a god of war, killing the sky with a hundred kills.

Grandpa Tenggu nodded slightly and looked at me appreciatively, "Hidden Dragon, sometimes I really don't accept old age."

"You kid, you can turn the power of the celestial phenomena into a means of attack."

"This kind of flexibility is much stronger than your grandfather's."

I scratched my head a little embarrassed, "Grandpa won the prize."

Only half an hour passed, and the last two hundred or so of the more than 500 people in the sky were left.

The five sacrificial Taoist priests led by him died the last one left, and they were being hunted down by Uncle Yuanji.

Such a battle is enough to go down in the annals of the cultivation world, and we are the first witnesses of this battle!

Sun Mingjin learned to be obedient at this time, and honestly walked in front of Grandpa Tenggu, "The old man was unstoppable before, and I really couldn't deal with you!"

"Haha, I'm not going to see you little guys yet."

The sacrificial Taoist priest who was chased and killed in the air was covered in torn robes, blood was spilling from the corners of his mouth and nostrils, and he shouted in horror into the distance: "Master save me!"

Suddenly, a large hand stretched out in the void to cover the sky and the sun, tearing at the thick black clouds.

The sky, which had been thundering and lightning, became cloudless as the clouds tore apart.

A bright moon rises into the sky, and the sky is full of stars.

Floating in the air was a middle-aged man wearing a silk robe, with a big cake face, small eyes, and a fat and greasy person.

"Little brute, you're overbearing."

He stretched out his palm, and in an instant, his palm enlarged in the wind, and only one hand was more than two hundred meters, which could catch up with Uncle Yuanji's entire body.

The only difference is that the hand is glowing with gold.

"Faxiang Heaven and Earth, he is a powerhouse in the Heavenly Master Realm!" I couldn't help but shout.

Uncle Yuanji roared wildly, his palms were forceful, trying to resist his palms.

It's a pity that the pinnacle of the sacrificial wine Taoist is still too far from the realm of the real Heavenly Master.

With just one slap, Uncle Yuanji was beaten to vomit blood and fly back, his body quickly shrank, and he fell into the courtyard in embarrassment.

Tenggu got up, hugged Uncle Tenggu, and said with a smile: "Old man, your life will stop here after all."

Uncle Yuanji was not sad, "I have also been to the peak, and now I have stopped here, it is purely providential, there is nothing to regret."

I hurriedly handed Uncle Yuanji the healing pill, "Uncle, what do you mean when you say that you have been to the peak?"

Grandpa Teng Gu explained, "Lao Yuan used to be the peak of the Heavenly Master realm, and he participated in that great battle with me, and fell to the current realm."