Chapter 120 The Red Crisis in Hand

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"How to fight, it's not the way!" The domineering emperor Wuji was torn open dozens of mouths by the demon-like claws, and a drop of golden blood was scattered everywhere with violent movements.

The incarnation of the half-dragon man's Shuchi, at this time, there is no rationality at all, just like a beast that can only kill aggressively, and any human fluctuation can't be found in him.

That pair of vertical pupils are like snake eyes to frighten people's souls, trying to inhale the whole soul into it.

"Five thunderstorms!" Huang Wuji punched in the void. Several thunders appeared out of thin air, and the thunder sounded. In an instant, five thunder lights wrapped around the golden palm. The silver electric light was like a dragon in his hand, crackling and collided with each other, producing huge sparks, like Tianwei.

Thunder is like the power of heaven. The dragon is originally a creature above the nine heavens, and it has a certain resistance to the resistance of thunder. However, at this time, Shuchi is not a human, not a dragon, but not a dragon, just like a monster combined with a dragon man. The power of thunder is to destroy all creatures that are not allowed in the world.

Huang Wuji's use of Benlei Fist is also an adventure. I don't know if the half-dragon man in front of him is beyond the boundary of biology. The experiment was successful, and the five thunders attracted had an instinctive aversion to comfort. It can be felt that there was a trace of power in the thunder, which was several times stronger than the power of ordinary thunder.

Shuchi also seemed to feel threatened. In the face of the power of thunder and hiding in the distance, the indifferent vertical pupil seemed to have encountered a threat. The pupil dilated, and there was only a fierce and violent killing mood. At this time, there was an extra threat from the thunder.

"Oh••••••!" Shu Chi roared fiercely at Huang Wuji. A pair of vertical pupils just stared at the thunder in the palm of his hand. He opened his teeth and claws and wanted to rush up several times, but he was suppressed by the forceful Tianwei in the thunder.

"Five thunderstorms!" The five thunder lights are like electric dragons, which seem to go beyond space and time. The electric dragons cross each other to form a huge power grid, crackling and thunderous explosion. The power grid covers the whole sky of Shuchi, covering the sky and the sun. The vast breath is like thousands of troops and horses galloping, covering the sky. The thunderous power of the earth rushed down with the momentum of the earth.

The grid has not yet touched the ground. The only remaining grass is directly roasted into charred by the amazing energy emitted by the grid and directly extinguished in the air. The wet soil on the ground is also roasted into charred earth by the power of thunder, like sand grains in the desert. There is only hot thunder and lightning around it, and everything is evaporated.

The power grid is too fast, and the magic red is like teleportation. His limbs are running on the ground, trying to avoid the cover of the power grid. Unfortunately, the power grid composed of Thunder is so big that no matter how much he runs within ten miles, he can't escape the fate of being caught.

"Dry thunder!" The spiritual power of Huang Wuji's whole body was mobilized. For a moment, the world changed color, and a huge shadow flew rapidly from the east. It turned out to be a huge dark cloud covering the whole plain stretching for hundreds of miles. The thunder flashed in the clouds from time to time, and bursts of thunder exploded in my ears, as if the end was coming. The sky was like a polar day. It suddenly darkened, and it was dark around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

There are no stars in the sky, only electric lights can be seen from time to time across the sky to illuminate the plain.

Shu Chi is running, trying to escape from the world that scares him. The indifferent and thoughtless brain has fluctuated violently. It seems that there is a kind of thought constantly colliding and merging, and the sad beast howling in the thunderous world is covered up.

"From the guests, are we going to die!" In the dark plain, Dong Bufan, standing more than ten miles away, pulled the corners of his entourage's clothes tightly, with a look of panic on his face. Looking at the sky like the end of the world, a loud noise, a thunderbolt on the ground not far away, thousands of meters around suddenly turned into scorched earth, and the turf was directly evaporated.

The cloud that stretches for hundreds of miles is like a mountain in everyone's heart. Such a phenomenon has exceeded the understanding of the elixir gas situation. It seems that it is not a human means, making them feel like a deep world of defamation. Their eyes are full of extreme fear, looking at the figure standing in the middle, like a demon god, and the thunderlight passing through from time to time.

Looking at such a power, Huang Wuji was also stunned. The thunder fist led to such a change of heaven and earth beyond his imagination. Huang Wuji is self-aknowledgeable. He knows that he can't control such a vision of heaven and earth at all. Everything can only be said to be an accident.

The culprit of everything is the Shuchi who fled around like a lost dog in the power grid. If it hadn't been for the half-dragon and half-human thing that angered God's love for the real dragon family, there would not be much feat at all, at most ten miles of cloud.

At this time, Huang Wuji's demon-like figure is deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present. At the same time, there is a deep weakness. Can human beings fight against the giant standing in the center of the doomsday?

The power grid trapped the magic red in it. In the cloud and thunder layer, the thunderbolt shook the sky and hit the ground. Fortunately, the speed of Shuchi is not slow. Every time the thunder is about to concentrate, it will narrowly dodge. It seems to have mastered a certain rule. The body of avoiding the thunder is getting faster and faster, like a fish swimming in the sea, free and smooth.

Seeing this phenomenon, Huang Wuji was also stunned. No one knew how fast the thunder was, but he was very surprised to see Shu Chi dodge the power of the thunder again and again.

Huang Wuji is not as confident as Shu Chi to avoid the bombardment of thunder.

It can't control hundreds of miles of cloud, but the power grid close at hand is still controlled. Huang Wuji's mind moved, ran thunder and clung to the power grid from afar. Suddenly, a feeling of controlling the power grid at will appeared in his mind. The power grid is composed of thunder fists and a trace of thunder, in order to prevent things from escaping.

Huang Wuji controls the continuous shrinking of the power grid, and slowly reduces the range of Shuchi movement. Until the ten-mile power grid becomes hundreds of meters, the spiritual power in Huang Wuji's body is no longer enough to support the grid to continue to shrink. If it is forced to shrink, it may cause the power grid to explode due to insufficient spiritual power.

If there is a chain impact next, the whole plain will not exist, including Huang Wuji, which will be destroyed by the endless thunder, and will disappear from the universe continent forever, and the ambition to dominate the universe will also be destroyed.

The range of 300 meters is already the limit of the infinite. However, Shuchi is still like a fish swimming in the water, and the thunder can't win him at all. Huang Wuji also found that the originally cold and cruel breath of Shu Chi was gradually news. The breath of human beings was returning, and his eyes were closed. The ferocious cheeks like beasts also slowly relaxed, as if they were enjoying and understanding.

"It deserves to be the son of luck. Under the protection of luck, even the thunder can't kill him!" Huang Wuji looked at the magic that he understood in the power grid with disappointment.

Although Huang Wuji is also the son of luck, the luck of the two is almost the same. It is a great achievement to be able to get rid of the magic and almost become an unwise creature without wisdom.

However, Huang Wuji still looked at Shuchi with Wangqi. Suddenly, an amazing discovery appeared in his eyes. At this time, the golden luck seemed to be swallowed up by something, and the color was constantly changing. When the last trace of golden luck was swallowed, the dark red luck like black also quickly faded. With the normal development of red luck.

Until there were still 50,000 years of red luck left, the speed of devouring finally slowed down. However, the devouring still continued, and it did not stop until 45,000 years. The red dragon's fate was directly lost one level and became the red dragon's life. The red dragon, which was swimming in the life grid, degenerated into a hornless dragon.

Seeing this phenomenon, Huang Wuji laughed, and his efforts were not in vain. Although it didn't kill Shuchi. However, both luck and fate have undergone earth-shaking changes. Unless Shuchi can get another fate, it is even more impossible to restore to golden luck in a short time.

Huang Wuji looked at Torre, who was lying on the two people lying on the fly and blew out of Torret 20 miles away. The luck on his body also dissipated a lot. The total amount was still the same as the magic, and even slightly more.

Torre's life was originally lower than that of the red dragon, but now the two are equal, and Huang Wuji seems to have seen a wonderful dragon and tiger fight.

Shu Chi is the son of good luck. It is impossible to kill him at present, but it is also a part of the success to stop his growth. What Huang Wuji didn't expect most was that the red dragon's fate at the same level as him was abruptly knocked down to a level. If you want to restore the red dragon's life, you must kill the seventh prince Tiemuto thunder with the fate, and complete the devouring to recover.

But now, Torre's luck and fate are at the same level as Shuchi. You can imagine the price Shuchi has to pay to kill Torre.

Huang Wuji poured all the seven layers of spiritual power in his body into the power grid. He temporarily trapped the magic red in it. His eyes glanced at the battlefield, and his face suddenly changed. His eyes were solemn. The man in black disappeared, and Huang Yao disappeared.

Emperor Wuji, regardless of the thunder, flew to hundreds of meters high and looked down on the battlefield. Finally, he found the trace of Huang Yao in an inconspicuous hill 30 miles away.

Seeing Huang Yao, Huang Wuji breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Liao Fei, a black flame ghost standing fifteen miles away, as well as the white Hongfei brothers in Chiyan palms, and several people stepped around.

Huang Wuji has not changed back to its original shape at this time. The body shining with golden light like a giant is like the ancient god who came to the doomsday. Step by step, he stepped on the road paved with golden light and came to several people.

In Huang Wuji, it is like the pressure of the highest heaven and earth. The black flame ghost Liao Fei, the red flame palm Bai Hongfei brothers, including the two heroes of Tianhai beside him, couldn't help but take a few steps back. His eyes did not dare to look directly, and his heart was mixed with extreme contradictions of rejection and fear.

Huang Wuji's thick fingers pointed to Torre in the distance and said, "Get out of here with your master!" The black flame ghost Liao Fei and Chiyan palm Bai Hongfei originally thought that Huang Wuji wanted to do it, and they were very nervous, but in the end, they relaxed and quickly ran to Torre's. They saw the master who had his arm cut off and was dying on the ground. The three of them picked up and disappeared without looking back. They didn't dare to think about the world's spiritual weapon.

As for the two heroes of Tianhai, Huang Wuji ignored them and came to the small hill where Huang Yao was located in a few blinks. The surroundings of the small hill were already scorched and black, but the place where Huang Yao was located was safe and sound, so he had to make Huang Wuji think more.

Walking into the small hill, Huang Yao didn't know when there was a long sword emitting purple light in her hand, and the long sword vaguely repelled the thunder from the small hill. Huang Wuji's eyes condensed and looked at the purple sword. The sword body was simple and carved with wisps of lightning-like inscriptions. From time to time, there was also a purple flash of purple light on the body, and the extraordinary imagination of the outside world.

"Woth girl, what are you holding in your hand!" Huang Wuji stepped to the small hill, picked up Huang Yao and asked.

"I don't know!" Huang Yao answered with a milky voice. Huang Wuji smiled and didn't say anything. He grabbed the Ziguang sword. Suddenly, Huang Yao was a little unhappy, but thinking about what he had just done, he lowered his little head and didn't say anything.

"Good sword!" Huang Wuji touched the body of the sword, which was cold and piercing. With a crack, Huang Wuji's fingers were concentrated by a purple electricity, and the whole palm was suddenly paralyzed, and an electric current flowed in the palm.

Despite the paralyzed palm, he put the purple sword into the storage ring, looked at Shu Chi, which was still shrouded in the power grid in the distance, showed a playful and joking smile on his face, and disappeared into the distance with Huang Yao.

When Huang Wuji got the purple light long sword, he found that the long sword was not simple. It was not the heavenly best sword he thought, and it seemed to be mysterious.

Dong Nofan and guests watched Huang Wuji leave. They breathed a sigh of relief. The demon-like figure was still in their hearts at this moment, afraid that Huang Wuji would turn around and kill them.

"We're going too!" There was fear in Dong Fan's eyes, but in order to maintain the demeanor of his young master, he forcibly kept calm and said in a low voice.

Dong Fufan left with the guests, and the plain returned to the former tranquility. At this time, it should be said that there was a dead silence, leaving only the two heroes of Tianhai to look at the Shuchi besieged by the power grid.

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