The speed of Lace is extremely amazing, as fast as teleportation, just a flash, and it is out of a distance of three or four zhang, the monk surnamed Liu, a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, although the flesh hurts, but it is still decisive, and he entered a mana into the black metal glove in his palm, and then, his palm spread out, and immediately shot out a black metal ball in the shape of a jujube core.

Once the ball shot out, it immediately spun violently, and a violent cyclone was generated around it, and in a flash, it also disappeared in place immediately, and when it reappeared, it happened to collide with the thunder and lightning filament.

Thundered!

Crackle crackle!

The crisp sound of explosions and thunder and lightning resounded in the sky, and in the sky, a huge, like thick ink black mass appeared out of thin air, and above the black mass, there were countless thunder and lightning filaments, like layers of light nets, which looked like a powerful force.

More than ten miles away, a tall woman in white raised her eyes and looked at the direction of the explosion, a trace of shock and solemnity flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she secretly thought: "Which sect's disciple or outer sect elder is this, who actually made such a big move!"

Beside him, there was also a middle-aged beautiful woman who was holding a jade handle and dusting and dressed as a Daogu, who was also as surprised as her, but her knowledge seemed to be more extensive than that of the woman in white, and she said with some shock in her tone: "This voice, as well as the vision in the air, seems to be caused by the explosion of the black jujube nuclear bomb of the Seven Sons and Mothers." I don't know who photographed such a horrible thing. ”

The woman in white had a strip of cloth wrapped around her arm, with a faint trace of blood on it, as if she had been injured, she listened to what the Taoist aunt beside her said, and suddenly became curious, blinked her big eyes, and asked: "Senior sister, what is this black jujube nuclear bomb of the seventh son? It exploded, there was such a momentum!"

"Hehe, this thing is extraordinary, I once participated in a secret auction, and someone in it auctioned such a special magic weapon, this magic weapon is not a common magic weapon that can be recycled, but a one-time consumable, divided into a glove and seven jujube core-shaped marbles.

These seven bullets must be grabbed by gloves, through the degree of mana, in order to be excited, each bullet, is by no means simple, once excited, the speed is extremely fast, far beyond the speed of the monks in the late Kaiyuan period, it will explode when encountering greater resistance, if it is used as a last resort to save life, it is the best.

It's just that I actually had the heart to participate in the auction at that time, after all, with this thing, I am afraid that if I encounter some invincible enemy in the future, this life may be saved, and even if it is a monk of the Kaiyuan Great Perfection Realm, under the sudden sneak attack of this thing, it is estimated that there is a risk of death. ”

When the beautiful Dao Gu said this, she suddenly said with a somewhat distressed face:

"Unfortunately, the auction price of that artifact was too high, and even if I tried everything, it would be difficult to auction it, so I had no choice but to give up, and in the end it was taken away by a man wearing a hat and a black veil mask. It's just that when I participated in the secret shooting meeting, where did someone show their true faces, so I don't know who took this thing. ”

"However, one thing is certain, the person who can take pictures of this object is by no means a simple person, because how can a monk who can take out so many spirit stones at once be an ordinary person. ”

The middle-aged beautiful Dao Gu said a few more words, and then urged the woman in white to leave, and after a while, two black rays of light shot towards the two of them.

The four of them converged in one place and soon disappeared into the place.

Not only that, the woman in white and the middle-aged Dao Gu saw such a vision, and within dozens of miles around, scattered everywhere, and a few figures naturally noticed this scene, but most of them only hesitated slightly, and then resolutely decided to leave this area immediately.

It's really hard to get involved in a battle of this level.

Among them, there was an old man in a black robe wearing a hat, sitting on the trunk of a big tree gracefully, with a look in his eyes that showed a little playfulness, but he did not plan to leave.

He whispered in his mouth: "The vision of the explosion of the Seven Sons and Mother's Black Jujube Nuclear Bomb, there should not be so many Thunder Wire Power Grids, that Thunder Power Grid looks layered, and the power seems to be more powerful than that Jujube Nuclear Bomb."

It should be impossible to refine a disposable magic weapon that can emit such electric light, after all, a one-time magic weapon with the nature of thunder and lightning is the rarest thing, and I have never heard of such an object in the Morning Mist Country before.

Now it seems that since it is not a one-time magic weapon, it is very likely to be a magic weapon with extremely high grade thunder and lightning attributes. The power of a first-grade top-grade magic weapon doesn't seem to be enough, so there is only a middle-grade magic weapon, or a third-grade thunderbolt spirit rune?"

While many thoughts were spinning in his mind, in the sky, where the explosion had occurred just now, such an explosion broke out again.

Boom, thunder and lightning!

The layers of power grids are terrifying!

The expression on the old man's face immediately showed a hint of excitement, and even his breathing became a little heavy.

"One explosion with thunder, it may also be a three-grade spirit rune, two explosions, and there is a thunder power grid again, so calculated, the probability of a three-grade thunder and lightning spirit rune is much smaller, whose doll, how can there be so many three-grade spirit runes in hand, the children of the seven major sects, it seems that there are no such overly rich people!"

Just as its breathing was a little heavy, a short time later, another loud bang was heard. The sky then flashed with a vision of a black cloud grid.

"It's the third time, hehe, so far, the thing that emits thunder and lightning is undoubtedly a medium-grade magic weapon. The old man leaned on the rickety body of the tree, slowly bent slightly, looking more rickety, he unconsciously licked his lips, and forcibly suppressed the floating emotions.

The bright eyes, in this forest shaded by tall branches and leaves, in this gloomy environment, look extremely strange.

The eyes, one black and the other yellow, were bright and dazzling.

It's like a lonely mutated hungry wolf who finds its prey and its blood gradually boils.

......

The three violent explosions in the sky brought a heavy message to the surrounding monks.

The intensity of the fierce battle is already very high, which means that death is beckoning to more people.

In the small canyon where the battle took place.

Ye Quan occupied a relatively advantageous position in the high altitude, and he activated three lightning filaments in a row, and collided fiercely with the small black ball magic weapon of the young blue and white power cultivator three times.

The three excitation of the lightning filament has already caused a serious loss of its mana.

In addition, while stimulating Rays, he also had to control the fat man and the white-haired old man to fight together.

Although the fat man in the hat was extremely fast and his strength was amazing, the old man didn't know what strange spells he used, and he actually divided into more than a dozen people who were exactly the same as him.

The fat man in the hat killed five or six in a row, but then five or six reappeared, and more than ten people flashed so rapidly that they couldn't find out which one was the real body.

Therefore, the fat man with the hat was temporarily dragged by him, and he couldn't solve the opponent for a while.

Seeing this scene, a trace of solemnity flashed in Ye Quan's eyes, and he was just about to slap towards the storage bag on his waist and take out those cherished second-grade top-grade spirit runes, but at this moment, five feet behind him, a white shadow suddenly appeared out of thin air, like a ring-shaped white scimitar, cutting through the air and slashing towards his neck.