The ancestor of the earth immortals watched Luo Cheng and Li Zhanxuan fly up, knowing that they were going to relieve Fan Zhuyun, but there were several Taoist priests coming at the same time between the lightning and flint in the distance, obviously there was still a fierce battle, and I didn't know how much work it would take, so he said in his heart: Let's take a shot from the deity. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He shook his sleeve slightly, and was about to perform it, but a ball of mana rose from the sea and came to his feet in a blink of an eye. Although the mana was swift, it only slightly shattered the corners of his cloud drive and then dissipated, returning to nothingness. The original square flying cloud of the ancestor of the earth immortals with clear water chestnuts was missing a small corner, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see any clues at all.

However, just such a slight injury made the ancestor of the earth immortal face change greatly, causing him to curse: "This evil beast, dare to destroy the cloud drive of the deity, see the deity let you compensate!" After speaking, he turned his head around the cloud and fell to the sea, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Duanmu Youlan escaped a 'catastrophe' because of this, but she didn't know it.

Li Zhanxuan dragged Luo Cheng and rushed into the sky with electric light, raining down thunder and rage, and hundreds of blue-blue thunderbolts fell in different patterns, like a catastrophe.

Duanmu Youlan couldn't help but say while pulling the talisman array to resist: "The two seniors used such methods, aren't they afraid of annoying the Heavenly Dao Ancestor?"

Li Zhanxuan smiled heartily: "If it is elsewhere, the poor Dao really doesn't dare to be presumptuous, but on these four holy islands, even the Dao Ancestor has to look at the face of my family ancestor and retreat three points, so it doesn't matter." Senior Duanmu, why do you have to be obsessed with fighting and fighting? This is the place of my family's patriarch, and there are countless disciples below, and you can't win!"

Luo Cheng was busy throwing lightning, and he didn't say much, so he only said one sentence: "Senior Brother Li and the [Nine Heavens Thunder Array] of the Poor Dao are divided into blue, blue and purple colors, and the purple thunder fire is the most powerful, each color lasts for a quarter of an hour, if you can't resist it, say it, and I will close the formation immediately, so as not to injure you by mistake!"

Green Moon scolded: "Nonsense, just you, a little thunder and a little fire, can you hurt the mistress of my family?"

Looking at the thunder again, he actually recognized the enemy and me, bypassed Fan Zhuyun and smashed towards the four people in the field.

Lian Mo was so anxious that he shouted: "Bai Junhe, you work harder, let's work together to stop this hurricane first!"

Bai Junhe waved his hands wildly and said impatiently: "Do you still need to say that you don't see that I am casting spells?"

Lian Mo shook his head and let out a roar: "Idiot, don't you have some means of condensing and staticing, don't just use it on that woman, but also on this hurricane!"

Bai Junhe woke up like a dream, but he refused to admit his mistake: "Nonsense! Poor Dao knows!" As soon as the words fell, under a white light from Bai Junhe, Fan Zhuyun's icy water spout came to an abrupt end.

"The poor road is static and indestructible, you will die!" Bai Junhe was reminded by Lian Mo, and suddenly woke up to the fact that everything was moving, even this thunder was no exception, so he used his magic power to hit this thunderbolt.

At first, the thunder and lightning only shook slightly, and lost a little accuracy, and it was not affected too much. But don't look at the current Bai Junhe, although he is not very familiar with the world, but his comprehension on the way to spells is extremely high, he tried a few times, touched the doorway, and immediately drew inferences, laughing, and has released countless white lights from his mouth, eyes and palms.

The white light was like a soft ribbon, and it greeted it, wrapping the thunder light, and immediately softened the opponent's fighting spirit. Countless thunder fires instantly lost their high fighting spirit and fell one after another.

After a few breaths, Bai Junhe completely mastered the method of static thunder and lightning, laughed wildly, was extremely proud, and danced in the field.

Looking at the thunder thrown down by Luo Cheng, at this time, all of them turned into stiff electric light, hanging in the air, and they were motionless.

Li Zhanxuan and Luo Cheng's faces changed drastically, they had never seen anyone who could still thunder.

"What are they standing still, look at the poor Dao Shi Wei!" Bai Junhe became more and more handy, turned his head to look at Duanmu Youlan, saw the expectation in her eyes, and then stretched out his ten fingers with satisfaction, releasing countless white lights. The thunder hanging in the air was caressed by the white light, and it dimmed and began to dissipate from the sky.

The people on the Four Holy Islands panicked, and several people jumped out to come to help, but they were all illuminated by the white light of the White Monarch Crane, and they either rolled into the sea or were trapped in the air.

"This is not a simple fixation technique, you can't even escape the spell!" The four holy islands were round after round, which made Bai Junhe extremely proud, he shook his head, let his hair fly wildly, and shouted with a smile: "Senior sister, is the poor Dao powerful?"

This method of condensing into stillness is the result of Mo Hongliu's hundreds of years of hard work, and it is really powerful. When he was in Yuqing Mountain, he Mo Hongliu hollowed out his mind but couldn't learn anything, until later he fell into the demon road and fell into the demon road, in order to suppress the evil thoughts in his heart from time to time, his magic power of condensing into silence was completed. It is said that when reached the extreme, even human emotions can be still.

And the so-called mystery of love is also the knot that Mo Hongliu has silently endured for hundreds of years, and finally when he merged with Bai Junhe, he practiced a magical power and gave it to Bai Junhe casually. Bai Junhe's pure heart, the seed of deep love, is simply self-taught about the mystery of this love, and the power of the general is no worse than in the hands of Mo Hongliu.

Fan Zhuyun was caught off guard by this trick, which was really painful, but she was profound, and after supporting it for a while, she gradually found a solution. Although she couldn't move, the inner pill in her body could still swallow the spiritual energy, so she released her own extreme cold mystery and began to absorb the heat around her.

Although the transmission of heat and cold is also affected by Bai Junhe's condensation as a static supernatural power, Bai Junhe's understanding of the mystery of condensation as static is still quite superficial after all, and he has not really entered the room, so he can't control the transformation of yin and yang.

He was complacent, and suddenly felt cold all over his body, and a line of ice as thin as silk was pouring into his Dharma body pervasively.

After only three breaths, Bai Junhe couldn't bear it. Shouted: "My life is over!"

Duanmu Youlan's eyes were quick, and he summoned ten magic circles, which also turned into thunder and fire and wrapped Bai Junhe's body. But this heat treats the symptoms but not the root cause, Bai Junhe feels that the Dharma body is translucent, only the inner dan at the dantian is still slightly hot, and the soul can't stand it, and it is almost incapacitated.

Green Moon and Lian Mo also rushed to help, and the two of them grabbed with their four hands, blocking the pure yang aura in the air, and then irrigated it from Bai Junhe's heavenly spirit cover, hoping to keep Bai Junhe from dying.

"Quick! Use the mystery of love on yourself!" or is extremely talented in practicing ink, and he is very responsive, and he thought of this method at a critical time. Sure enough, as Bai Junhe struggled to unleash his magical powers, his eyes suddenly turned red, and a tide rose in his heart.

Looking at the handsome and incomparable Duanmu Youlan, Bai Junhe couldn't help but tremble for a while, and felt a warm current surge, instantly swimming all over his limbs and hundreds of remains, and fighting to the death against the cold of the outside world.

Duanmu Youlan also immediately began to attack Fan Zhuyun, hoping to interrupt her spell casting.

But condensation can dispel thunder and lightning, so why can't the arcane of extreme cold?

Before the thunder fire summoned by Duanmu Youlan fell on Fan Zhuyun's head, it had already become dim, and like Luo Cheng and Li Zhanxuan's thunder array, it instantly turned into nothingness.

Fan Zhuyun actually learned a new method of dissolving thunder from Bai Junhe. (To be continued.) )