At this time, no one in the crowd shouted: "Oh my God! There are only two thunderbolts left! Is this kid going against the sky!?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded subconsciously, and then whispered to the people next to them.

"Cut! Do you think that the damnation is a family? can anyone live?" Fu Yao muttered quietly to the side.

Jing Zhi's pace contains endless avenues of heaven and earth in the weird, but since the birth of the Star Elm Realm, there are many people who have miraculous skills and strange methods, and there is no shortage of rare treasures on those three people last time, but only one of them survived in the end. The steps are indeed exquisite, but the requirements for the user are also extremely high, in other words, the stronger the ability of the painter, the greater the effect of the exercise.

Every time Jing Zhi settles down, it seems effortless, but in fact, every step requires extremely strong spiritual power as support, not to mention that every time this heavenly thunder falls, it will absorb the spiritual power of the punished, his own spiritual power alone is very weak, and it is a little better than the middle stage of qi induction, and I am afraid that the spiritual power in the body has long been overdrawn until now, and the remaining two heavenly thunders are often the most critical.

Jingzhi, who had been struck by thunder, was now pitch black, no skin on his body was intact, and there was faint green smoke all over his body, Fuyao couldn't see his face, but his whole person was now vain, as if any piece of gravel could trip him up, although he was still stepping on a strange pace, but he could only dodge the remaining thunder, and his eyes were not clear at the beginning, Fuyao sighed at this, and intuitively felt that he would definitely not be able to avoid the next thunder.

"Tsk~Fuyao, it's rare to see you observe a person so seriously, and it's still this kind of ant~" After a pause, Bai Rui mysteriously leaned into Fuyao's ear and continued: "Why, didn't you fall in love with that little milk doll and prepare to save her back to be a child husband? Then I am extremely supportive~"

Fuyao nodded at him and said, "Well, I do like it." "I fell in love with him, and I am ready to raise him and leave him to you as a wife.

Of course, the latter words were firmly locked in Fuyao's mouth, as smart as himself, how could he say that he would say the latter words? If he said it, he would not be able to see Bai Rui's frightened face now. However, the actions of the great god Bai Rui are often unexpected by Fuyao.

I saw that Bai Rui took a big breath after recovering his mood, and then the entire Baichi Mountain echoed with his earth-shattering demonic voice.

"Fuyao! You're really interested in that stinky boy!! my ......

At first, Fuyao was so frightened by his loud voice that he stopped taking two breaths, and when he reacted, he immediately covered Bai Rui's mouth, but he was still slow for a moment.

The originally backwater-like venue instantly boiled over because of Bai Rui's words, and in addition to the rolling thunder, the entire venue was in a strange state.

At this moment, this situation, Fuyao: how can I save my face?

Maybe it was because Bai Rui used his spiritual power to transmit his voice, and Jing Zhi, who was still concentrating on overcoming difficulties, also glanced at this side lightly, still with that smiling face, but how did Fu Yao look at it, how did he feel that the smile seemed to be frozen on his face because he was too surprised, and the whole person was inexplicably empty.

Thinking about it, the little rookie still didn't forget to look at himself at such a dangerous moment, and Fuyao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, thinking in his heart that Jing Zhi was so absent-minded that he wouldn't fall into a situation where there were no bones left.

However, the inner complaint was not over, and I saw that the heavenly thunder that was still accumulating strength just now exploded suddenly, accompanied by the energy of destroying the world with countless purple electric dragons rushing towards Jingzhi and roaring, the momentum shocked the mountains and rivers, moving the mountains and seas, it seemed that the Heavenly Dao was annoyed and angry because the forty-seven thunders in front of me had not been able to take down a weak chicken.

When everyone around saw the thunder, they didn't care about the farce of Fuyao and Bai Rui, and hurriedly sealed it with their hands to prevent it from suffering an unwarranted disaster.

Seeing this, Fuyao couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, what else did this kid do in addition to severing the father-son relationship with his father, the power of thunder on this day is about to catch up with the power of the Flying Stepping God, no wonder these people have such a big reaction.

I saw that Jing Zhi no longer simply fought against the curse with his pace and spiritual power, but took out a hosta from his arms.

The hosta is in the shape of a flower on the other side, and the whole body is dark red, and the power contained in it is not the spiritual power cultivated by the monk, but an indescribable breath of death, and when it is taken out, even Fuyao feels a little bit, let alone others.

As soon as he saw the hosta, he subconsciously squinted his eyes, the ability contained in this hosta is indeed rare, but the thunder has always been an evil thing, the hosta is an evil thing, although the energy contained in it is terrifying, but after a time, it will end up in pieces, and the last thunder will become more powerful due to the influence of the hosta.

"Click-boom!!"

As the thought in Fuyao's heart just ended, I saw that the heavenly thunder that had been reluctant to fall seemed to have suddenly found a target, and it fell in an instant, at this time, the thunder pillar looked like it was the same size as an adult sea dragon from a distance, Yao is Fuyao wanted to take the thunder intact I am afraid that it would have to use two successes, and now there are only a few gods who can force Fuyao to use five successes within the Five Realms, and those who can force Fuyao to use nine skills are in addition to those few ancient powers, I'm afraid there will be no more.

The next picture is basically the same as Fuyao's imagination, only to see that after Jing Zhi urged the hosta with a spell, he mobilized the mana in his body to the extreme, and the pace was several times faster, but he was still shocked under the thunderstorm, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and a lot of blood also oozed out of the seven orifices, and the whole person seemed to be fished out of the blood pool, and finally fell to the ground weakly.

Unexpectedly, the hosta was not shattered, but lost its luster all over, and was tightly held in Jing Zhi's hand, and when he looked closely, some places on Jing Zhi's body had exposed the white bones of the forest, and there were some muscles in the white bones, because of the thunder, those muscles had begun to become scorched, and the suffocating face at the beginning now looked extremely mad.

Maybe it was because the blow failed, the thunder became louder and louder, the sky was a little darker, almost pure black, and the continuous electric dragons lit up the earth all the time, and the miserable white light gave those objects a little terror.

At this time, Bai Rui, who was beside him, turned sideways and asked, "Fuyao doesn't plan to make a move?"

"Hmm. "I'm not full of food, so I went to recruit thunder for no reason.

"Tsk, and this last one, in my opinion, this kid's injury is not light. After speaking, Bai Rui looked up at the heavenly thunder that was gaining momentum again, squinted his eyes inadvertently, leaned over and said to Fuyao: "He will definitely die if this last one falls!

Hearing this, Fuyao did not respond, but glanced at the direction of the white light in the sky, and then turned his gaze to the young man lying on the ground and could not move.