Chapter 559: Slash!

"Ten percent?"

The Caolu monk was stunned, and then felt that Zhang Jing was joking.

Now in Zhang Jing's state, as long as his eyes are not blind, he can see whether it is good or bad, and it is clear that he is already the end of the strong crossbow!

"Zhang Daoyou, your injuries are very serious, and you are not reckless. Zhang Daoyou has broken the shackles of heaven and earth at a young age, and his future is limitless. If you hurt the origin and leave a wound that is difficult to heal, it will not be good for your future practice. ”

The Caolu monk persuaded with good intentions, and then said: "Zhang Daoyou, don't worry, even if I fight hard today, I will leave this evil obstacle!"

In the opinion of the grass house.

Zhang Jing is too strong in justice and too strong in his sense of responsibility.

Seeing that his water system method seems to have no real way to deal with the drought, it is difficult to kill it, and the dartfish has the possibility of escaping.

He didn't want to miss the opportunity to let go of the drought and cause the world to be miserable in the future.

So today, even if you are desperately trying to kill a thousand enemies and lose eight hundred, you must let the drought ambush you.

This demon subjugation and demon extermination, the chivalrous heart of the way of heaven, made the grass house monks very admired.

But he wasn't narrow-minded.

Zhang Jingneng worked hard to get rid of the drought, and continued to fight despite his serious injuries.

He can also use forbidden moves regardless of the consequences to see how powerful this drought is.

Yes.

As a master of the world who has been living in seclusion in the mountains of 100,000 years ago, the Caolu monk has broken the shackles of heaven and earth for I don't know how many years, and his qualifications are deeper than those of the old heavenly masters!

The same is true for strength.

He has been cultivating in the Heavenly Master Realm for many years, and he has his own killing moves at the bottom of the box.

It's just that he never uses this trick easily, and once he uses it, the price he pays is difficult for even him to accept.

But.

Today, in order to kill the drought, the grass house monks are willing to give it a try!

Zhang Jing saw that the grass house monk suddenly gave up the crutches in his hand, but the aura emanating from his body became more and more majestic and deep, and a palpitating aura slowly rose, but he was in a hurry.

How can I say that I don't listen to it!

What forbidden tricks are you going to use?

Not to mention whether the Caolu monk has the strength to kill the drought, even if he has, Zhang Jing can't let him make a move!

An ancient beast with such a monstrous power, how much merit is worth, if there is a chance to kill, how can Zhang Jing pretend to be someone else's hand?

Hurriedly removed his disguise, no longer sickly, the strong breath was completely released, the Shenxiao Thunder Law operated, bursts of thunder sounded above the nine heavens, and an inexplicable coercion covered a radius of dozens of miles, and the fluctuations of the heavenly tribulation like the destruction of the world made the grass house monks who were also in the Heavenly Master Realm feel numb in their scalps.

"What a powerful thunderbolt!"

The grass house monk was frightened, thinking that such a terrifying thunder attainment, he assisted beside him to suppress the true fire of the sun of the drought fish, causing his 'defense' to fall sharply, but it was indeed possible to kill him.

"Zhang Daoyou, can you maintain this state? If it's difficult, don't hold on. ”

The grass house monk took a deep breath and hurriedly asked.

He was still worried that Zhang Jing was fighting to the death and couldn't pretend.

Zhang Jing grinned and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." Fellow Daoist of Caolu, you just need to trap the drought fish, and leave the rest to me. ”

"Good. ”

The Caolu monk nodded, since Zhang Jing said this, and it really didn't look like he was pretending, he didn't talk nonsense anymore.

He exerted the power of water to the extreme, and the power of the clouds and rain between the surrounding heaven and earth was almost about to turn into a lake, and the power of the feminine and feminine was like a thousand wisps, constantly winding towards the drought fish, making it difficult for it to escape quickly, and the true fire of the sun on his body was suppressed to the extreme.

At this time, in addition to being full of anger, he finally realized that something was wrong, and he felt bad, and a sense of panic arose in his heart.

It didn't know what Zhang Jing and the Caolu Monk had discussed, but it sensed the thunder that made it very jealous!

Originally, it thought that after Zhang Jing was seriously injured, he was already at the end of the crossbow, and there would be no longer a threat, and no matter how powerful the Caolu monk was, it was sure that he would be able to retreat with his whole body.

But that's no longer the case.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

Feeling the danger of the drought roaring again and again, the rune lines on the cyan skin shone brightly, and he used all his strength to urge the true fire of the sun, wanting to quickly rush out of the water area of the grass dweller.

But it broke free from a layer of water, and under the spell of the grass monk, a new body of water immediately descended, and it was entangled in death.

Boom!

At this time, Zhang Jing's eyes were cold, and a divine thunderbolt slashed towards the drought under his control.

As everyone knows.

Water is electrically conductive.

Although in this world, this statement is a bit over-the-top.

However, Zhang Jing's Shenxiao Thunder Law was not only not reduced in the waters of the Caolu Layman, but also increased by a few points.

The two met for the first time, but they worked together seamlessly!

In an instant, in addition to the entire space being filled with water mist, each wisp of water mist also faintly had thunder and lightning constantly shuttling, instantly turning the surrounding area into a sea of thunder.

The drought is located in the most central position, and the true fire of the sun on its body is originally restrained by the grass monks.

At this moment, the power of thunder fell, and it suddenly seemed to have an 'armor-piercing' effect, otherwise it would frantically destroy its powerful body, and the destructive power of the heavenly calamity in the divine thunder would directly touch its soul!

"Ahh

The drought immediately wailed in pain.

With the assistance of the grass house monks, the effect of Zhang Jing's thunder power was stronger than the previous ten realms, and it was beyond the range that the drought could bear.

The effect is better than the effect of Zhang Jing's use of Buddhist relics to cooperate with Shenxiao Thunder before!

And the main thing is.

Zhang Jing used the Buddhist relics and the Divine Thunder at the same time, and the burden on the Yin God and Mana was too great, even as a Heavenly Master Realm, he could not bear it.

And now he only needs to cast the Divine Thunder Method, and it will not be a problem for him at all.

Thereupon.

At the screams of the drought fish, Zhang Jing's heart was full of joy, and one thunderbolt after another was constantly dragged down by him from above the nine heavens.

The whole space is misty.

The mist kept rolling, and the thunder shuttled through it, bursting into dazzling light.

The combination of the two is like forming a huge cage, and it is difficult for outsiders to see what is happening inside.

Only occasionally can a flame be seen breaking out of the cage and shooting into the distant peaks, igniting the trees.

In this way, about half a cup of tea time passed.

With a high intensity of supernatural powers, even if it was just a single one, Zhang Jing already felt a faint swelling pain in the Yin God, and the mana recovery in his body could not keep up with the consumption, and gradually dried up.

At this time, even if he was not injured and did not need to disguise, he really felt physically exhausted.

The grass house is not much better than Zhang Jing.

With all his strength to stop the drought, the consumption is also huge.

However, both of them were very excited, and they did not feel tired because of the heavy consumption.

Because with the cooperation of the two, the drought at this moment no longer has the arrogance of the peerless beast at the beginning, his demeanor is sluggish, his soul is scattered, and the thunder on his body has no way to completely eliminate, and it is almost time to run out of oil and dry up.

This terrifyingly profound zombie, one of the four ancestors of zombies who has lived from ancient times to the present, is going to be ground to death under the perfect cooperation of Zhang Jing and Caolu Jushi, the two heavenly masters!

The dawn of victory is at hand.

At this moment, the dying breath of the drought fish, but suddenly roared, I don't know what price to pay, the sluggish breath actually recovered a lot, and the soul that was constantly collapsing also condensed.

The various red veins on its cyan skin continued to rise and fall, and finally formed a strange fire charm, as if something terrifying was brewing!

When the flame spell gradually took shape, the water power of the grass house monk and the thunder power of Zhang Jing showed signs of being forcibly squeezed and repelled!

If it is allowed to succeed, it is really possible to take the opportunity to slip away, and even hurt Zhang Jinghe!

But Zhang Jing and the Caolu monks had long been prepared for the drought to stay and fight back when they were dying, so they never relaxed their vigilance.

"Zhang Daoyou, be careful!"

The grass house monk hurriedly reminded him.

But he didn't have time to say more.

Zhang Jing had already sneered: "I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

The voice landed.

I saw that in the rain, fog and thunder in the sky, a dazzling golden light rose into the air, and the Buddhist sound like Hong Zhong Dalu resounded all around, shaking the heart.

The grass house monk hurriedly raised his eyes and saw that there was a golden Buddha standing in the air above Zhang Jing's head!

He was well-informed, so he naturally recognized at a glance what this golden Buddha was.

It is a relic left behind by the Buddhist monks after sitting and condensing the whole body cultivation!

Such treasures are rare in the world.

However, what shocked the Caolu monks the most was not the appearance of the relics, but Zhang Jing's ability to control and urge the relics!

To know.

As a sacred relic of Buddhism, it is difficult for ordinary people to manipulate, even if it is a master of the Heavenly Master Realm, it is difficult to give full play to the wonderful use of relics. Only a master of Buddhism, after cultivating the Dharma to a certain level, can turn the relics into his own use.

And at this moment, after Zhang Jing's relics were lifted into the air, under his control, the Sanskrit sound burst, and a strange fluctuation spread, making people's spirits involuntarily being pulled and pulled, and almost wanting to fall into a state of confusion.

Even the grass house monks themselves, if they don't pay attention to it, they will be tricked.

"Could it be that Zhang Daoyou is actually a double cultivator of Buddhism and Taoism?"

At this critical moment, the grass house monk couldn't help but be shocked in his heart and muttered to himself.

At a young age, cultivating the Dao Law to such a realm and breaking the shackles of heaven and earth is already a genius without precedent.

If you return to the dual cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism, and cultivate the Dharma to a profound level, even the well-informed and receptive grass house laymen are a little incomprehensible and unbelievable!

"Buzz!"

The Golden Buddha fluctuated and spread, instantly pulling the drought fish.

Its soul was already consumed by Zhang Jing with the Shenxiao Thunder Method, and it was almost dissipated, but at this moment, it was just forcibly lifting a 'breath', condensing the soul and performing a killing move, looking forward to a Jedi turnaround.

So in this case, its soul is once again 'undefended' for Zhang Jing!

There was no accident, although the drought was full of unwillingness, despair, and grief, but the soul that he had finally condensed, under the pull of fluctuations, collapsed again in the blink of an eye, and fell into a state of chaos.

Not only were his eyes blank, but even the true fire of the sun in his body was completely extinguished.

The strange runes formed by the veins on the cyan skin also quickly dissipated.

"Die!"

Zhang Jing roared in a low voice, not letting go of the opportunity.

Endure the swelling and pain in the body due to dryness, as if the meridians are about to crack inch by inch, and the depleted yin god is like a needle prick.

Communicating the thunder seed in the sea again, there was a burst of thunder above the nine heavens, and a purple thunderbolt suddenly fell, slashing towards the drought......

......

......

After half a ring.

The thunder subsided, and the clouds lifted.

This already devastated heaven and earth in the depths of the 100,000 mountains has regained its calm.

In the air, only Zhang Jing and the grass house monks were left standing in the air.

And the huge beast body of the drought fish smashed to the ground at this moment, motionless, without any life......