Ancient Thunder Dragon Spell

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At this moment, with Yunshui Cliff's double palms down, the entire square, and even the vast mainland of the entire fairy road, all places, there are countless endless black air.

Even the inherited disciple who was practicing in the Taodao Mountain, at this time, the whole body continued to drill a thick black gas, and the expression instantly became a memorable one.

These black gas seems to be with great evil and killing. It is like a magical spirit. It is tumbling and rushing from all directions. It seems to be pulled by the palms of Yunshui Cliff. Under that one press, The black air quickly came to the gathering, and the sky immediately formed a huge black ink palm print.

The palm print is huge, and it covers the sky. It is like a terrible black magic palm. It is violently shot to Han Zhentie and others. The momentum is strong and the pressure is very high. It can be said that it completely surpasses the ordinary enlightenment. The realm has reached the level of intensity of the half-step robbery.

Such a powerful attack force, once dropped, is afraid that the people in the entire square will instantly become ashes, and there will be no dead left.

Han Zhentie’s eyes are staring at the Yunshui Cliff, which has gone crazy at the moment, almost squeezing out a word from his teeth.

"fast!"

Almost at the same time, Han Zhentie’s whole body was suddenly rising from the sky, and suddenly, with his body as the center, there was a light curtain propping up and expanding infinitely, and then all the five peaks of the entire square at this time The Tao and the elders are all covered in it.

Not waiting for the voice of Han Zhentie to fall, the other elders of the four peaks were instantly repaired with unreserved agitation, and each of them also propped up a light curtain, directly superimposed on the light curtain of Han Zhentie. on.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

With the muffled sound of the four sound curtains superimposed on the sky, there is a thick defensive light curtain formed by the superposition of five layers of light curtains, like a transparent bowl of transparent buckles, which will strictly support everyone. Covered in the middle.

But all the people in the light curtain are nervous to the extreme, all of which change too fast, without warning, even now the elders have not doubted that this sovereign may not be the real Yunshui Cliff at all.

In such a speedy response to the accident, in the moment when the huge black magic palm of the sky fell, the instantaneous superposition of the five layers of light curtains, such a clean and neat cooperation, has been the ultimate that five great elders can achieve.

What is worthy of recognition is that at this moment, they did not think that they were fleeing themselves, but the first thing they thought of to protect the Taoist temple. On this alone, they were worthy of the title of the elder, and even more so, they were already awake at the moment. The way, the heart is moved.

However, even with this thick defense, the elders could not rest assured. Han Zhentie looked up at the moment and saw the huge black magical palm of the sky crashing down, exuding the pressure that made him scalp numb. He suddenly closed his eyes. Showing a look of resignation.

However, at this time, the night has completely shrouded the earth, and the sky did not know when, there was a round of round moons rising in the sky, and the white moon glowed on the earth, making the whole fairy mountain become confusing, but with A little bit strange.

That is to say, on the occasion of the sky and the sky, there was a cloudless cliff with incomparable emptiness. I didn’t know why there was a shrill mourning.

Even after that mourning, the whole person suddenly fell on the white jade platform, and his hands continually rolled up, as if suddenly fell into endless pain, and even his entire breath was instantly weak.

The huge clutch of the sky, who lost his control for a while, began to dissipate in an instant, but even so, there is still half the strength of the light on the light curtain.

"Hey!"

A sudden scream of the deafness of all the people in the light curtain, shocked everyone to burst into the blood, staring at Venus, those who were repaired to a lower spiritual level, even directly shocked by blood, and this is only It is just the sound fluctuations formed by the light curtain.

The defensive light curtain formed by the superposition of the power of five people in the sky is directly pulled out by a number of shocking cracks, and the sound of screaming is constantly coming out. It seems to be completely broken, but it is heavy. But it is finally blocking the palm of this fright.

The heart of a group of elders almost flew out of the eyes of the blind man. God, this is a kind of powerful force. You must know that it is only half the strength. If it falls completely, there will be no final change. The consequences are true. The people are afraid to think about it anymore.

Yunshui Cliff is still mourning the painfulness of the head on the high platform. It seems that suddenly it is impossible to extricate himself in the endless pain, but Liu Hao, the emperor on the side, has already fallen scared and sat on the ground, constantly shaking. The authority of the emperor has long been clean.

The elders can't judge what kind of situation is currently, they will quickly repair the blessing on the light curtain, and restore the light curtain at a very high speed. Only in this way can it be a little more peace of mind.

After the restoration of the light curtain, Han Zhentie is planning to convene everyone to discuss the countermeasures. I really don’t want the white jade platform at the moment. Originally, under the suction of Yunshui Cliff, Hou Wengang, who has become a zombie, has struggled with his eyes. Suddenly, I recovered a little bit of agility.

Under this recovery, he rushed to the light curtain where Han Zhentie and others were located, and even shouted in desperation: "Korean brother... let me in... I have something to say..."

Han Zhentieyi suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem. Hou Wengang’s appearance seemed to remind him of the strangeness of this immortal disciple of Xiandao Mountain, but at this moment he did not easily put Hou Wengang into it.

That Hou Wengang almost exhausted the strength of the whole body before he rushed over. At this moment, he had no strength to stand still. He climbed softly outside the light curtain, and his eyes were filled with anxiety: "Korean brother, fast... Let me enter, I have something to say to you, he... He is not on Yunshui Cliff, Zongmen is out... It’s a big deal..."

Even when he spoke, Hou Wengang lifted his weak arm and tried hard to point to the high-pitched cloud water cliff that was still tumbling at the moment.

"What?" After all the elders heard Hou Wengang's words, they suddenly screamed like a blast.

Han Zhentie is no longer able to care about it at this moment. He followed Hou Wengang’s words and thought a little. Now, too many unexplained things immediately became reasonable. He really did not dare to think about this problem. Perhaps There has been such suspicion in his heart, but he has never been able to convince himself to admit it.

He raised his hand and grasped Hou Wengang as a light curtain. He was somewhat uncontrollable. He asked with some trembling voice: "Who is he?"

(To be continued)