Chapter 1310 Two-color Thunderstorm

"Fire old, what kind of senior is this? You can always see what kind of disaster it is. It doesn't seem to be a small disaster. Is it a senior in the virtual period who lives in seclusion in the mountains? A handsome young man in yellow robe seemed to be the leader of this group of people. As soon as he arrived at the old man, he immediately took the lead and asked respectfully, but there was a trace of excitement in his words.

It is no wonder that even in the spiritual world, monks above the virtual level are by no means easy to meet.

"It's not a disaster. I've seen the real disaster once, and all the thunders are purple and gold. It's much more powerful than here. The old man shook his head and denied it with great certainty.

"But Xiaotianjie Tianlei is not gold and silver. It should be a cyan Tianlei. I have seen the elders with my own eyes several times, and I will never do it. The young man in yellow robe said with a strange face.

"This heavenly disaster looks much more fierce than the ordinary small heavenly disaster, and it can't be the transformation of the monster. The thunderbolt hit by the monster's transformation thunder is silver-white. The old man's face was solemn, and it seemed difficult to judge.

Seeing that Huo Lao was not very clear, these Jiedan monks couldn't help but show disappointment.

Now the air hurricane is getting bigger and bigger, and the whole mountain is full of strong winds within hundreds of miles. At the same time, under the dark clouds, ordinary people can't stand still even on the flat ground.

In this way, Huo Lao pondered a little. Simply order all the convoys to temporarily circle, wait for the unknown monk's disaster to end, and then move forward.

A thunder came from the air in the distance, and then the golden and silver thunder arc suddenly made a lot. In a dark cloud rolling, the electric arc fell from the air one by one. At the beginning, it was still one by one, but in a blink of an eye, it was dense, pouring down like a rainstorm.

A strange scene appeared, and the silver arc burst at the top of the mountain one after another, turning into a dazzling silver light, easily cutting off a large part of the top of the giant mountain.

And as soon as those golden arcs touch the top of the mountain, they flash in strangely, just like invisible things.

Then there was a thunderbolt in the belly of the mountain, and the dull crack seemed to be a little more violent than the thunder at the top of the mountain.

This scene shocked the fire old and several Jindan monks who were watching the disaster from afar. What kind of thunder are those golden arcs? Those mountains and rocks can't stop them at all, but they go straight to the robbed. It seems that this strange situation will only appear in the purple gold thunder of the great disaster.

Is it really a kind of disaster that has never appeared before?

Just as these people were muttering in their hearts, a dazzling blue light shot out of the belly of the mountain, and in a flash, it appeared in the mid-air near the mountainside, in which there was a faint figure of Taoism.

Seeing this, the figure in the blue light must be the great master of the disaster.

That's right, this man was forced by those golden thunders to hide in the belly of the mountain, so he had to escape out of the mountain. He still felt that it was better to use his means to deal with the power of natural disasters in the open place.

Snearly, those two-color arcs of gold and silver that originally split the giant mountain. It seemed that the psychic direction changed, and he chased the blue light down.

A long roar came from the blue light, and then the blue light suddenly flashed above the head of the figure. A giant tripod emerged and opened the lid of the tripod.

The dense green silk flew out from the inside, and under the sky, it actually covered the upper half of the sky.

Where the green silk passed, those silver arcs swept into the giant tripod, but those golden arcs were like intangible things, rudely passing through the green silk and going straight to the figures below.

"Good, good, good!" The figure in the blue light also seemed to be shocked, but he didn't get angry but laughed.

Suddenly, the figure rubbed his hands and then raised it into the air. The sound of lightning was loud, and the thick gold arcs of the two bowls flashed out wildly, and then separated and burst out, turning into a huge power grid and floating above his head.

In an instant, two gold arcs of the same color were intertwined, bursting in the crackling sound, and then collapsed at the same time. Countless slender gold arcs beat, making the sky above the shadows become extremely gorgeous.

Huo Lao and others were a little daze when they saw this scene.

Naturally, there are many practices of thunder attribute skills in the spiritual world. However, when ordinary lightning touches the thunderbolt, it will not only be irresistible, but will be instantly absorbed by the thunder, so that its owner will be counterattacked by himself.

And the monk in front of him not only seems to be the same as the thunder attribute magic power and the thunder of the heavenly disaster, but also dares to fight against the thunder with thunder and lightning, but I have never heard of many people who dare to do so.

However, the two-color arc of gold and silver falling from the dark clouds in the air seemed to be endless. After a comb of incense, instead of stopping, it became thicker and more amazing.

The arc has gradually changed from the thickness of the original thumb to the thickness of the arm.

At this time, the face of the figure in the blue light changed slightly, because the silver arc absorbed by the giant tripod above the head seemed to have exceeded a certain limit. Not only did the ejected green silk begin to decrease, but the speed of sweeping the silver arc also began to decline.

In this way, a large number of silver arcs took the opportunity to fall into the golden net below. The power grid horse, which has already shown difficulty, has shown a state of failure.

Ses of the elixir monks have looked at each other in consterance, and the leading young man in yellow robe muttered:

"This is by no means an ordinary small disaster. Even if it is a natural disaster after the transformation period, I'm afraid it's just such a power!"

"No, I seem to have heard of this kind of natural disaster..." After Huo Lao saw the power of the heavenly disaster, he suddenly said like this.

"Are you serious about Huo Lao's words?" As soon as the young man in yellow robe heard this, he looked at it in a hurry.

"no. It's true that I've heard it once. It's just so far away that I can't remember some of it. The old man's face showed bitterness and meditation.

After all, he is not an immortal. He is very old, and some unimportant memories are naturally a little blurred.

Those elixir monks were a little anxious, but this Huo Lao is a top-level refiner who is comparable to that of Yuanying monks. Naturally, several people dare not urge them.

"It's not good. The senior doesn't seem to be able to hold on." A Jiedan monk looked at the sky in the distance and suddenly lost his voice.

When everyone else heard the words, they looked at it in surprise. Even Huo Lao subconsciously stopped thinking and hurriedly raised his head.

The shape of the gold and silver thunder falling from the dark cloud changed, and the arc disappeared, and turned into a huge thunder ball the size of a head. The colors of gold and silver were intertwined, as if the heavenly girl had fallen down one after another.

This kind of thunderball is obviously much more powerful than the previous arc. After falling densely, the giant tripod finally made an unbearable buzzing sound, and then no longer spewed out green silk. Instead, it squeaked to the size of the fist, and then the light flashed down and san Fang Renying is missing.

Obviously, this treasure has been damaged.

In this way, although the golden arc still gushed out of the hands of the shadow, the power grid could not bear it.

The giant net was finally hit by two-color thunderballs. It began to break apart inch by inch.

Just when everyone thought that the doomed monk was going to be buried under the disaster, the figure snorted coldly. Suddenly, he touched his head, and a large gray glow rose from the sky from the back of his head, and then spit out a black and small mountain.

The gray glow swept over the sky close to the sky, and an incredible scene appeared.

No matter what color the thunderballs were swept by the glow, they immediately stopped falling, and then floated in the gray clouds, as if there was an invisible force to lift them up at the same time.

It seems that the gray glow can only be so powerful against the thunderball. There is no further action. But as long as the thunderballs that have landed in the air fall into the glow, they will become such a no-like end.

Although this glow is as high as thirty feet, it is also densely packed with two-color thunderballs in a blink of an eye, which looks like it will soon be full and can no longer be accommodated.

At this moment, the figure suddenly pinched the formula, and the small hill in front of him rose sharply in an instant, turning into a giant of more than ten feet in the blink of an eye.

Then the figure clicked the mountain with one hand, and at the same time, the obscure and profound spells came out.

The aura on the surface of the whole mountain flowed, and a circle of gray halo was released from the mountain, sweeping away all the many thunderballs suspended in the air.

An incredible scene appeared.

After a few gray circles swept, the thunderballs only trembled slightly, and there was nothing strange, but the gray glow originally released from behind the shadow's head rippled like a still water, and layers of ripples began to twist.

Under the action of these two forces, the thunderball finally became unstable. When the gray glow twisted to shake violently, the two-color thunderball lost its balance. Under the fluttering motion, it actually hit each other by itself, bursting out amazing golden and silver light masses, and countless electric arcs shot everywhere.

But with the gray aperture trembled, and these arcs seemed to be controlled. They shot at the dark peaks below, and then disappeared in a flash.

In this way, the figure kept repeating the above actions, turning the falling thunderballs into arcs of gold and silver one by one with gray glow, and then using the hill to include it.

Looking at it, it seems to be light and effortless, but the shadow is already screaming secretly in his heart.

Even if his metamagnetic light has incredible power, at the same time, with the help of the metamagnetic mountain to deal with so many days of thunder at a time, the passage of his mana is amazing.

This celebrity shadow is naturally Han Li, who has been hidden in the belly of the mountain for more than a hundred years.

During this period, he not only practiced King Kong, but also the original virtual Yuanying was also with the help of elixir. It was quickly re-condensed.

But what he never expected was that the day when Yuanying was re-condensed was the time when the disaster of the spiritual world came.

Han Li was caught off guard and had to suffer hard.

(second update!)

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