"Little monk, your strength in this battle is too small. The flying corpse shook his head, took advantage of the situation to snatch the Zen battle in Jueyuan's hand, raised his hand and slashed it with a knife, and directly cut the Zen battle in half. Then his figure was like a ghost, flashing directly in front of Jueyuan, and he seemed to inadvertently wave his hand and slap a palm, which directly shocked the old monk more than ten zhang away.

Seeing this, Lai Laodao, who was on the side, turned pale and moved towards Monk Jueyuan. On the way, he turned his head and glanced at Lin Xuanying, who was arranging the formation.

Zhining Lao Dao glanced at the white-clothed flying corpse incredulously, quickly took out a command flag from his side, and took two steps back to perform the trick. And Mao Yuanshan was the same as before, holding the trick in front of him with both hands, and stomping his feet to perform a magic fighting technique.

The flying corpse stood in place with a calm face on his back, looking at Zhining and Mao Yuanshan in the practice with great interest. A moment later, Mao Yuanshan, who was the first to finish the technique, clenched his fists, took a few steps under his feet, and when he was close to the flying corpse, he flew up and kicked straight over.

'Click~' A bone cracking sound sounded, and when the foot of Mao Yuan Mountain was still a foot away from the flying corpse, the latter directly raised his hand and punched at the center of Mao Lao Dao's feet, and directly kicked his flying body in mid-air, and landed on the road not far from the monk Jueyuan.

"Master~" Mao Eighteen in the attic shouted, and immediately ran directly into the stairs and ran down the house, followed by Li Ge and Lin Yurou who looked panicked.

After the three of them went downstairs, they just walked out of the house, and there was a loud bang of 'boom~', and in the dark clouds in the sky that had not yet dispersed due to the thunder technique, a white yang thunder fell from the sky and slashed straight towards the middle-aged man in white standing next to the fire.

"Yang Thunder?" The white-clothed flying corpse looked up at the Yang Thunder falling from the sky, and his face did not show the slightest timidity, but quickly stretched out a finger and raised it above his head.

The white lightning landed on the fingers of the flying corpse, sending up a trail of black smoke before disappearing silently. He withdrew his finger and blew it on his mouth, and found that a small black dot appeared on his finger, and his eyes flashed with murderous intent. The flying corpse shook his head impatiently, and his white figure shook as fast as the wind, directly avoiding the thunder and lightning and stopping in front of Zhining.

"The Yang Thunder Technique is useless to me, and it can't hurt me without hundreds of paths. After saying a word coldly, the flying corpse grabbed the collar of Zhining Lao Dao with one hand, and threw it directly onto the attic where the three of them were watching.

"Little doll, didn't you disdain me just now? Then don't hesitate to use your most harmful spell. The flying corpse took a step forward and looked at Lai Lao Dao with a smile.

"Master. Li Ge shouted worriedly and grabbed the master's arm tightly.

"Is your hand okay?" Lai Changsheng asked with concern, grabbed the apprentice's arm and looked at it, and said in a calm voice, "Don't worry about Ge'er, today Master asked you to see what a heavenly thunder is." ”

At this moment, Lin Xuanying, who had set up the formation, walked to Lai Laodao's side, "Immortal, the spirit gathering array is ready." ”

"Okay~" Lai Lao Dao responded, walked to the side of the formation, and scolded the white-clothed flying corpse with a smile, "Old beast, I have a skill, if you can take it, I will not complain if I die here today." ”

"If you can hurt me, I can spare those three juniors today, if you can't hurt me, then you will all die here today. There was still a hint of a smile in the Flying Corpse's tone.

"Haha~ Okay, today I'll let you see and try my cloth faction's great magical skills. Lai Laodao smiled, and immediately walked into the spirit gathering array, took out an unusually shabby small cloth bag in the Qiankun bag on his side, and took out a talisman from it.

"Master said back then that if you want to destroy the flying corpse, you need to draw down the heavenly thunder, so today I will forcibly perform the Heavenly Thunder Technique. Holding the talisman in his hand, Lai Changsheng glanced at it, and immediately pinched the sacrificial fire technique, threw the talisman into the air, and contemplated and performed the technique.

"Master wants to practice the Heavenly Thunder Technique?" Li Ge looked at the master who was standing in the formation and practiced the technique, and his heart was excited. Because in Li Ge's current cognition, he knows that there are seven kinds of thunder, but except for the white yang thunder, he has never seen other thunderbolts.

One is the yang thunder, which is the common white thunder in the world.

The second is the yin thunder, the green thunder and lightning, and the thunder of the underworld.

The third is demon thunder, red thunder and lightning, and some thunder led by demons with cultivation.

The fourth is the heavenly thunder, a kind of golden thunder and lightning, and cultivators with certain abilities can lead down demons and demons.

The fifth is the divine thunder, a kind of blue thunder and lightning, whose power is several times stronger than the heavenly thunder, which can punish immortals and destroy demons.

The sixth is Dao Lei, a kind of purple thunder and lightning, which is comparable to the power of divine thunder, and is mostly exhibited by Taoist people.

Seven is the thunder of the desolation, a kind of black thunder and lightning, which has the power to destroy the world and destroy the earth.

"Master, are you alright? Mao Shibai clutched the corner of his master's clothes with a worried face.

Mao Yuanshan shook his head, stretched out his hand and stroked his apprentice's face, took a few steps forward, and stood beside the old monk Jueyuan.

After being silent for two breaths in the confrontation, Lai Lao Dao in the formation took a step back, raised his hands with a pale face, and pointed at the white-clothed flying corpse with difficulty, and then spurted a large mouthful of blood from his mouth.

"Boom~" A deafening thunder sounded in the sky, and then, a dazzling golden thunderbolt pierced the dark clouds and fell from the sky.

"Golden Heavenly Thunder, this~ Is this our Cloth Sect's Zhengxuan Heavenly Thunder Technique?" Li Ge saw the heavenly thunder drilled out of the dark clouds, and swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva with a surprised face. Because of his two lives and more than 40 years of experience, he has never seen golden thunder and lightning.

"Ah~" The golden thunderbolt fell on the flying corpse, cutting through the white shirt on its chest, leaving a black wound more than a foot long on its chest. He let out a painful roar, which was louder than the thunder just now, and the three juniors on the road and Lin Xuanying stretched out their backs to block their ears.

After the first heavenly thunder was drawn down and blood was spurted, Lai Changsheng's face was abnormally ruddy. He looked at the flying corpse and flickered for a while, and he couldn't imagine that the heavenly thunder of Shicai had failed to wipe it out.

After a pause, Lai Laodao pointed to the sky with both hands and pulled down the second heavenly thunder.

"Boom~" The second thunder that resounded through the heavens and the earth sounded, and the second golden thunder drilled out of the clouds and slashed towards the flying corpse at great speed.

After the painful flying corpse heard the second thunder, the white figure flickered and directly dodged the second heavenly thunder. After stabilizing his body, he glanced at Lai Changsheng, and with a fierce look on his face, he scolded sharply, "Damn." ”

"Boom~" As soon as the flying corpse's words came out, the third heavenly thunder pierced the sky and fell. Mao Yuanshan and Jueyuan, who were watching from the sidelines, glanced at each other, nodded as if they had reached some kind of consensus, and rushed towards the flying corpse that was about to attack Lai Lao Dao by avoiding the third heavenly thunder.

"Master!" Mao Eighteen saw that the master suddenly rushed towards the flying corpse, shouted urgently, and was about to chase after him, but was pulled by Lin Xuanying.

"Eighteen, after I leave, you will go back to our Maoshan Mountain to clear the door, follow your uncle and uncle to cultivate the Tao, and when you become an adult, you will go down the mountain to fulfill my last wish, do you know?" Mao Yuanshan stopped and looked back at his apprentice with a smile.