Volume 1 The Traveler Chapter 168 Chicken Ribs
As far as the eye can see, countless small lightning bolts like swimming snakes slash down from the clouds, like rain, densely packed.
An astonishing bolt of lightning streaked across the sea and smashed into the churning black dragon, smashing it into the water.
Thundered.
Countless lightning flashes and thunders exploded in the heavens and the earth.
Countless waves exploded on the surface of the sea, and the waves of the water rose in the sky, and the sound was terrifying.
Ning Jun cherished that behind Li Qiubai, he naturally had nothing to scruple about.
Although he didn't see any movement from Li Qiubai, with Li Qiubai as the center, a mysterious aura was diffused within a radius of several zhang, and when the lightning approached this breath, it dispersed on its own, and it had almost disappeared in front of Ning Junxi.
Just as far as the eye can see, countless electric snakes dance wildly, at the junction of water and sky, and the lead-colored thunderclouds and churning water waves, full of colors, really magnificent.
Ning Junxi secretly smacked his tongue, compared to his Heavenly Tribulation, this posture alone was really trivial.
At this time, another pillar as thick as a thunderbolt burst onto the top.
Boom landed on the black dragon, as if it was about to split it to pieces.
The black dragon instantly turned into a human head, and it was facing the lightning and thunder, like climbing the ladder, and walked up little by little.
Ning Junxi's face turned pale, no matter how ignorant he was, he should have known that at the critical moment, his eyes were firmly fixed on the thin figure, and he said softly in his heart to take care.
The clouds are like lead and ink, rich and dripping, and the deeper you go, the more lightning is like a pillar, and the more difficult it is to move forward.
Kurosawa's speed gradually slowed down a little, and the black clothes on his body were already scorched by thunder and lightning, but his face was still calm.
At a certain moment, a flash of fire suddenly jumped out of the black clouds.
The weak swaying of the wind, as if it was about to be extinguished in the next moment.
However, Kurosawa's pupils shrank, and for the first time he really stopped.
Kurosawa suddenly had an extra bone umbrella in his hand, which was also black and very old, but there was a slight tremor in it.
The spark-like light flashed, and then a succession of lightning streaked through the darkness, but in a moment, the lightning cracked, and gradually formed a dense web, drawing closer to her.
Kurosawa's face was solemn.
The bone umbrella in her hand suddenly opened, and the old umbrella was painted with some runes, which suddenly glowed in the darkness at the moment, and then blaze.
Like the stars shining in the dark night.
The surrounding light dimmed, and the electric snake slammed into it, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was nothing at all
Movement can be spoken.
At this time, in the darkness shrouded in the clouds, two silver snake lightning suddenly appeared, like a dragon out of the water, and instantly wrapped around the woman's body.
The woman's figure shook suddenly, and suddenly turned into a huge figure and soared into the air.
The bone umbrella fell from the sky and was photographed by Li Qiubai.
"Boom. ”
The black dragon rolled over and swept over, and its huge tail swept across the area, as if the light and darkness were suddenly separated, and the countless electric snakes were all swept away.
At the same time, the figure of the black dragon in the air shook slightly, and it seemed that it was also injured.
But the moment the electric snake disappeared, there was a sudden roar in the dark clouds, and a pillar of thunder rumbled on the black dragon, smashing the black dragon down dozens of feet.
A dragon roar resounded through the sky, and the black dragon suddenly stopped its descent and swooped up again.
It was a steady stream of electric snakes with teeth and claws, flashing and striking down.
The black dragon suddenly turned over and struggled to support.
In a few moments, a heavy roar came from the clouds, and the dragon's tail churned, stirring up clouds and thunder, and from a distance, it seemed to be gnawed by ten thousand ants and helplessly dying.
Li Qiubai sighed softly, but there was no disappointment.
He opened his palm slightly, and a shocking wave of golden qi rose into the sky.
It's just that the next moment, a sword groan suddenly sounded beside him.
Li Qiubai was stunned for a moment.
A silver streamer shattered the golden qi wave with a sweep and slammed through the clouds.
The golden wave of qi turned into countless streams of light and scattered in all directions.
Li Qiubai waved his hand, and those streamers swarmed back and were firmly held in Li Qiubai's hands.
In the sky, a gap suddenly broke in the dark clouds, and a glow shone from it.
The black dragon immediately made a decision, and his body suddenly took off into the air, flying towards the gap.
There was a slight flicker of light in the clouds, and a rainbow light appeared, and it also went towards the gap.
There have been many battles for the past few days, how could this opportunity to turn into a dragon be so easy to obtain?
The black dragon roared violently and pounced on the rainbow light, which was a red giant python, and instantly entangled.
It's just that in the next moment, the silver light originally intended to sweep back, but suddenly froze slightly, suddenly turned back, and swept by.
A waterfall of blood spurted out of the black cloud, and a huge head instantly smashed into the water.
The silver streamer swept back.
The black dragon was stunned for a moment, but instantly flew into the gap in light.
Li Qiubai turned his head to look at the culprit.
Ning Junxi was dumbfounded, he didn't expect that the funeral sword that had been wielding power in his body would run out this time, and it seemed that it had poked the old man's unknown thing into countless pieces with a sword.
Although it feels very handsome and powerful, who knows if it is a help.
He blinked and stammered, "I...... I didn't mean to, I didn't let it out, I don't know how it came out......"
Li Qiubai smiled and shook his head, "Let's go." ”
Ning Junxi grabbed Li Qiubai's arm violently and said blankly, "Old man, ......"
"It's not a bad thing. Li Qiubai patted Ning Junxi on the shoulder, "Let's go." ”
Ning Junxi had mixed feelings in his heart, looking at Li Qiubai's attitude, this matter would definitely not be a good thing, but Li Qiubai didn't want to say it, and he couldn't help it.
He couldn't help but curse in his heart, this time the burial sword really killed him miserably.
When the two returned to Longshou Mountain, Kurosawa hadn't come back yet, but Qinglu and Qi Shi were still there.
Ning Junxi looked at the statue of a burly man with a dragon coiled on his body and was a little stunned, because he didn't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that the statue seemed to be a little dim.
Li Qiubai was still the same old as the void cave sky, saying that Kurosawa estimated that he would not be able to come back until dawn, so he rushed Ning Junxi to rest, and sat at the offering table by himself squinting and napping.
Ning Junxi didn't want to ask more, tonight's events made him a little irritable, so he went back to the Dragon Temple and found a corner casually, so he shrank there and slew.
Waiting for Ning Junxi's breathing to stabilize his breath, Li Qiubai opened his eyes, and then slowly spread out his right hand.
In his hand was a small golden figure, sitting cross-legged, no different from the statue behind him.
It's just that this villain is now fragmented, and there are three places that are obviously bleak.
Li Qiubai sighed softly, with mixed feelings.
He originally wanted to borrow the Seagod's golden body to help the black Jiao, but now it can be said that the black dragon is the only one, and he just happened to announce the restart of Shinto to the world, but the Burial Flower Sword accidentally destroyed the Seagod's golden body.
There are pros and cons to this matter, and in general, it is to make what was originally a big gamble become a situation where there is no profit or loss.
It's a pity to discard it.
It seems to be chicken ribs.