The heavenly thunder of Longhu Mountain, Zhang Wenchu made it, and Du Yuan saw it with his own eyes in Gonglan Palace. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Zhang Wenchang has also used, and everyone has memories at the dinner. It's a pity that Zhang Liao was not present both times, so there is no way to compare.

Compared with the previous two, the cross-section of this heavenly thunder that Zhang Jin personally attracted did not expand significantly, but the thunder sound was shorter, and there was a little less winding along the way, like a long sword plunging straight down!

Firmly locked by the other party's divine sense, Zhang Liao actually felt sluggish under his feet and struggled to walk. It was too late to dodge, so he had to stare at the sky with his back and swing a fifth thunderball to block it-

When his life was hanging in the balance, the oblique "ding" sound suddenly rose, and a lightning chain was stabbed out of the dense forest, joining the battle in the air.

Thunderbolts, thunderballs, lightning chains, three different forms of lightning met almost at the same time, and exploded ten feet from the ground—silently! Tearing open a deep crack in the void, countless arc essences scrambled to spin and pounce into the crack, and completely disappeared as it closed automatically.

At this moment, it seems that a large amount of ozone was generated, which washed away the impurities in the air, and everyone felt a sense of refreshment in their chests within a radius of 100 meters.

Zhang Jin took the tips, his face sank like water, "I'm talking to Xiaoyou, why are you bothering to stir up the situation?"

Zhang Liaohe followed his gaze from the heart, and the two walked out of the forest. One is dressed in flowers, the other is white-bearded, and the wrinkles on his face add up to make a circle around the earth - it's none other than the first beautiful woman in the Daomen, Yu Ji Sanren, and Fan Yuzhi, the sect master of Shenxiao Wudang sixty years ago.

Yu Ji walked forward, and reached out to pull Fan Yuzhi's white beard, "Didn't you say 'Shenxiao Heavenly Thunder, the ancestor of ten thousand thunders'? Why did you only fight a tie? You still used the magic weapon, hum ......"

Fan Yu flicked his chin to dodge, and at the same time tucked the "Lei Gong Hammer" and "Lei Gong Cone" in his hand behind his waist. "You know what - people don't do their best, and I can't rely on the old to sell the old. Besides, no one knows that Zhang Jin, who has made great achievements in Longhu Mountain, has already achieved the success of Jindan, but he deliberately left three corpses unbeheaded, so he forcibly delayed the deadline for the catastrophe. Rao is the level of this half-immortal, and it is enough for you and me to drink a pot. ”

Half of this was said to outsiders, and Zhang Jin was told in front of him, and his face became more and more ugly. "Fan Yuzhi, Shenxiao has nothing to do with Zhengyi, don't force yourself to wade into troubled waters. ”

"Huh-" Fan Yuzhi pulled his beard as if grasping a handle, "That's exactly what I'm going to tell you." This little hero Zhang has just broken the neck of a Shenxiao disciple, although it is not fatal, I am afraid that the second half of his life will be hopeless. You say, should I come and ask for compensation first?"

As soon as he heard this, Zhang Liao couldn't help but glance at Wen Congxin, and smiled bitterly - this Lao Shizi "Five Elements Champion" is really not good, provoking such a big guy, there will be no good life in the future.

"In that case, you shouldn't stop it. When I chop him to dust, I will fill your hatred. ”

"Oh, I can't help it, I can't help it, I want to live. ”

The corners of Zhang Jin's mouth grinned, "How pure I am when you are, it turns out that it is also a general mind." Let's make it clear, this kid belongs to me, and I will go back to Longhu Mountain with me immediately. If you stop it, hehe...... To you, I will not reserve. He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and the dark cloud was still condensing thirty feet away, and the color was extremely dull, as if it was about to drip ink.

Wen Congxin had a bad premonition, but he didn't expect that the latecomers were not easy to get along with, and secretly thought about how to get out.

Zhang Liao was not stupid, he looked down at his hands, it turned out that his own ontological Dao method "Big Ear Thunder" was in trouble, and these guys who came up with Harazi were all sects that mainly practiced thunder law.

Fan Yuzhi immediately pulled out the freshly folded hammer and cone again, put on a posture of "the old rascal knows martial arts, no one can stop him", and crossed it left and right in front of his chest, "Okay." Today, I will be a half-immortal! Seeing the bottom of Shenxiao and Zhengyi, which one is stronger in the sky and thunder!"

Without waiting for the other party to release his divine sense to lock himself, the white-bearded old man had already swam up, and at the same time rotated the magic hammer, and knocked it with all his strength on the black gold cone, and the tip of the cone was aimed at Zhang Jin, and a lightning chain with the thickness of the bowl mouth was cast, and it went straight to the door.

Zhang Jin's fingertips changed, and vertical electric light was spit out from the dark clouds, which was blatantly connected with the lightning chain, and the two compartments were actually at different poles, yin and yang attracted each other, and they were tightly entangled. The respective sources are still releasing a steady stream of electricity, and the stalemate is maintained with mana.

At the intersection of the two spells, a rotating electric blade has been formed, like a flywheel, flickering left and right, back and forth, electric sparks splashed in all directions, and the surrounding dragon and tiger mountain road people dodged one after another, and retreated from a distance of twenty meters.

According to the visual age, Fan Yu is the old ginger of the Daomen, with a solid foundation and natural mana. But Zhang Jintian is a genius, and the title of half-immortal is not self-proclaimed, and he is hidden and simple on weekdays, and no one knows the bottom of his box.

About half a cup of tea, the flywheel was already two feet closer to Zhang Jin, and Fan Yu's face was happy.

Yu Ji did not forget to tease on the side, "You hold the magic weapon, naturally save effort, and you won't count if you win." ”

Fan Yu replied in a hurry, "Shut up - history is written by the winner, you just wait to see the fall of the half-immortal." ”

Zhang Jin's hand remained the same, his complexion changed three times in a row, blue and red flashed alternately, and the carved line in the middle of his forehead suddenly opened, revealing a golden pupil!

Fan Yuqi and Yu Ji let out an "ah-" at the same time, and before the aftermath subsided, the golden pupil shot out a line of extremely thin golden light, directly hitting the opponent's chest. This sudden spell seems to have a strong paralyzing effect, Fan Yuzhi's true qi is blocked, and the mana is rapidly decaying, and the flywheel is whistling, pushing towards him in reverse, once it is pushed to his chest, it will be a piercing effect.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Yu Ji grabbed Fan Yuzhi's stiff right arm and slammed it into the Lei Gong Cone in his left hand. Relying on the residual energy of the magic weapon itself, it once again barely blocked the momentum of the flywheel, but it was only delayed, and the deadly lightning flywheel was still slowly advancing.

Seeing this scene, Yu Ji shouted, "Why are you trying your best not to fully charge it first?" Fan Yuzhi's beard was affected by static electricity, and he had all flown up, and he shouted hard, "Didn't I lend it to my apprentice to play the game first!"

At this point, it's too late to say anything. Yu Ji seemed to be quite scruples about the electric method, and turned her head to look at Zhang Liao, quite a plea for help. Zhang Liao was hesitating, Wen Congxin grabbed his wrist, "Let's go! Now the dog eats the dog, it's your turn to bite it!"

Before they could turn around, there was a sudden darkness above their heads, as if night had fallen. Looking up, a larger dark cloud rolled in, and when it encountered the original small dark cloud, it was not polite, and quickly crushed it, forcibly swallowing the other party. Several clouds of blue light flickered in the clouds for a while, and then all went out.

Zhang Jin lost the source of connection, and Lei Fa was directly terminated, but fortunately, Fan Yu also ran out of oil and dried up, and the flywheel did not regurgitate any party, and directly "pulled the gate and cut off the power" and disappeared.

The audience was shocked, and all of them released their six senses, quickly scanning their surroundings, trying to find the latent power.

A voice rolled out from the freshly fed clouds, "Zhang Jin, stop it." If you invoke the power of the Heavenly Eye, the Immortal Peng on the top of the valley will not be able to cover your breath, and it will inevitably send out the Heavenly Punishment and Thunder Tribulation. If you don't have a superior protector here, and you have a strong enemy on your side, you will definitely die, and you will spend your whole life on penance in vain. ”

Everyone present could hear that this was the voice of the Mixed Yuan True Monarch. Zhang Jin has always been cautious in his life, but today he made a rash move, but he was obstructed by many parties, and he had the intention of retreating. After a little groaning, he borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, "Okay, just give the landlord a face." surnamed Fan, I hope you remember today and stop swaggering in the name of 'Ancestor of Ten Thousand Thunders'. After speaking, he turned around and left, followed by seven or eight Dragon Tiger Mountain Dao people.

Fan Yu was expecting him to go away, when suddenly there was a violent wheezing, sometimes mixed with coughing, and a few drops of red on his white beard. Yu Ji's old face wrinkled into a walnut shell, and she said with concern, "Okay, this matter is settled for the time being." Don't be so reckless next time......"

The white beard curled, "Who knew that he also opened a heavenly eye!" Grandma Di accidentally landed...... Ahem......"

The situation suddenly changed, and Zhang Liao and Wen Congxin didn't have to retreat in a hurry, just looked at the fading dark clouds in the sky thoughtfully. This mixed yuan true monarch was the first to propose to Zhang Liao. At this moment, he took action to break the siege, scared off one, saved one, and the competitors were left in an instant, and he gave himself a big favor, which cannot be said to be accurate in calculation.

Seeing that he didn't leave, Fan Yuqi tried his best to suppress the tumbling aura, "It seems that I don't have this fate, so you should follow Ying Longzi." In the whole world, only he can cover you and avoid the entanglement of Longhu Mountain. Blessed are you, boy!"

Zhang Liao smiled silently, clenched his fists and said goodbye, and left the place quickly with Wen Congxin.

In the stands, there were bursts of applause, bursts of laughter, and the fairy wind race was in full swing.

The two returned to their seats and sat down, Du Yuan glanced back at Zhang Liao, Zhang Liao nodded to signal that everything was fine, and then turned around. Everyone's attention is on the field -

Somehow on the field, the ground was muddy, and there was a faint smell of blood. A Taoist priest was exercising the method from the clouds, and the cloud head was pressed very low, about five meters from the ground, more like a cloud of white mist.

Despite this, it has firmly attracted the attention of a large number of cultivators. After all, physical flight is still a very remarkable thing in contemporary times, but because of its cost-effective cultivation, few people focus on this technique.

The Taoist priest looked not young, but he did not have half a beard, and his face was pink, like a kind old grandmother. As he drove the clouds under his feet, he encouraged the sleeves of his robe to scatter a large amount of green essence downward, and those essences flew like catkins, fluttering in the wind and falling to the ground at will.

The muddy ground gradually returned to leveling, and all the ravines and potholes that had been bombarded by the fighting method were gone. The loess also turned to black soil, and countless shoots rushed to drill out. After a few more breaths, the field was already green with stalks of fine velvet grass and could be kicked directly.

There was an exclamation from the stands. Wen Congxin asked Red Sleeves, "Who is this? If you bring another jade bottle, it will be similar to the legendary Guanyin Master." Where did the mud come from? Could it be that he had been raining heavily beforehand?"

Red Sleeves kept his eyes on the field, leaned back slightly and explained, "You missed the last game, Yutang sent a Zou Lao Tianshi to fish out an adult humpback whale from the waterfall and landed in the middle of this arena. The mud was caused by the whale spitting water. ”

"Ah—that's an exaggeration, isn't it?