Chapter 774 Thunder Robbery

The dark clouds in the sky are constantly piling up, and you can faintly see the thunder flashing inside, the electric snake flying, and there is no trace of sunlight in the sky within a radius of more than ten kilometers.

The faint thunderbolt made all the creatures in this area panic and seemed to feel that the world was coming.

"Shoulder, let you taste the taste of five thunderbolts!"

Ding Hong stood in the air, with red light shining like a fairy, with five fingers facing up, palms to the sky, and shouting, "Tianhang five thunders, gather!"

With Ding Hong's words, a lightning as thick as an arm suddenly condensed from the dark clouds, which made Ye Tian's scalp on the ground numb, and there was a feeling of powerlessness in his heart.

Ye Tian knew that no matter how fast he was, he could not be as fast as the thunder chase. It was beyond the speed of light beyond the speed of sound. By the time the lightning exploded, I'm afraid he would have been smashed to pieces.

"Damn, I didn't expect that you would fall here. Grandpa, you are always unreliable?"

Seeing that the thunder condensed above Ding Hong's head, Ye Tian cursed in his heart. He had always been helpless. Originally, he deduced the trip to Russia, but there was no danger, but the development of the matter seemed to be beyond his control.

Not to mention that the Russian military devoted all its strength to encircle and suppress him, Ye Tian did not know how to resolve the disaster in front of him. Although his cultivation has reached the innate state, he can bully ordinary people, but in Ding Hong's hands, he can't get any advantage of it.

"Ah!"

Just as Ye Tian closed his eyes and was ready to bear the thunder, he didn't see the thunder fall for a long time. Instead, there was a tragic howling of Ding Hong in his ear.

"This...what's going on? Ding Daxian, what kind of kung fu is this?

When he opened his eyes and looked into the air, Ye Tian was suddenly a little dumbfounded. He only saw the silver snake flying in the air, and the lightning actually wrapped Ding Hong.

"Damn it, did you break through at this time?"

Not only Ye Tian was dumbfounded, Ding Hong in the air. What's more, he didn't expect this to happen. He, who hadn't said dirty words for more than a hundred years, couldn't help cursing at God.

Ding Hong's cultivation has already entered the innate late stage. Unexpectedly, Jindan Avenue was just a step away, but he asked himself that he could not survive the thunderstorm and had been struggling to suppress his cultivation. I'm afraid that I will take this last step and attract thunder.

You know, the promotion to Jindan Avenue can be said to be one of the most important thresholds for monks. Among the 1,000 people, I'm afraid there is not even one who has successfully survived the thunderstorm.

Like those major sects in the boundary of China, when their disciples spend the thunderstorm, they often put up arrays to help them resist the thunderstorm, and give them magic weapons to deter the demons to enhance the success rate of crossing the disaster.

Although Ding Hong was born in the refinery cabinet. But this sect has been defeated for thousands of years. Except for a flying sword, Ding Hong has no magic weapon to protect himself. At this time, it is not much different from death.

This is also Ding Hong's bad luck today. First of all, he was dizzy and blown up by the Kh-555 missile, and he was furious for a moment, which made his heart suddenly rise.

After that, Ding Hong was attacked by thousands of artillery. In a hurry, he used all his strength and unreservedly released the cultivation suppressed by him.

However, Ding Hong still wanted to use Tiang Wulei to deal with Ye Tian at this time, but he didn't expect the dense dark clouds above his head. It was the Jindan thunderstorm that was attracted by him.

So the thunder he stretched out his hand to attract, instead of attacking Ye Tian, it fell directly on Ding Hong's forehead.

With this blow alone, Ding Hong's hair exploded all over his body, the temples on his head were scattered, and his long hair was almost erected by electricity.

Looking at the silver snake flying overhead, Ding Hong's liver was cracked. He didn't care about dealing with Ye Tian. He fell to the ground. Behind him, several thunderbolts followed him.

"Boom! Crackle!"!

The thunder kept exploding, and countless electric lights surrounded Ding Hong's body, almost turning into a light man. If he hadn't encouraged his whole body to protect his body, I'm afraid that this wave of attacks would have blown him up.

"This... Is this a bad thing that has been done too much, or is it pretended to be struck by lightning?"

Looking at Ding Hong, who was still majestic just now, Ye Tian was stunned by the embarrassment of the drooling dog. He was not far from the place where the thunder fell that day, but no lightning fell on him.

After this wave of thunder fell, Ding Hong's originally white face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his neat Taoist robe became tattered, like African refugees fleeing the wilderness.

"Sir, I'm going to pull you even if I die!"

Ding Hong let out a fierce roar, and he was forced to cross the disaster. It was all caused by Ye Tian. At this time, the indignation in his heart was simply difficult to express, and he couldn't wait to cut Ye Tian with thousands of knives.

It's just that Ding Hong's body was just moving. When he was about to fly to Ye Tian, the dark cloud that almost overwhelmed the top of his head suddenly opened a gap, and a bucket-like lightning fell from the sky and cut straight down Ding Hong's forehead.

"Break it for me!"

In desperation, Ding Hong could only stop and spit out. The red light flew out of his mouth. The three-inch-long flying sword suddenly became several times bigger and hit the lightning.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, Ding Hong's flying sword was surrounded by a trace of thunder, blocking the lightning, but Ding Hong, standing on the ground, spewed out a mouthful of red blood.

reached out to recall the flying sword. At a glance, there was a silk crack in the body of the flying sword that had been kept for hundreds of years. Ding Hong couldn't help but rush to attack, and another mouthful of blood spewed out.

At this time, Ding Hong wanted to find Ye Tian again, but he could no longer find Ye Tian.

Ye Tian, who knew that Ding Hong hated him very much, withdrew far away from the thunder disaster area as early as he shouted, released Zhen Ji, arranged a simple formation, and hid his whereabouts.

"Ye Tian, I will kill you!"

Ding Hong, who was on his head, was already trapped at home and abroad. Thunder fell from the sky, and his body protection was about to dissipate, and his life and blood spewed out without money.

"Rumble!"

The thunderstorm this time became thicker and stronger. With just one blow, Ding Hong's bodyguard really dissipated, and his whole body was split and flew high.

In order for his body to fall, countless thunder lights came one after another. Ding Hong's body was instantly submerged in the lightning of the thunder sea, and the sad screams kept coming from it.

This process lasted for just over ten seconds, and all the thunder suddenly disappeared, and in that place, only Ding Hong's corpse like charred wood was left.

When the thunder light subsided, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed. A wisp of sunlight shone on the earth through the dark clouds, and the depressing feeling of black clouds covering the earth suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Littlebei, you have made me suffer so hard, and Ding will not forgive you!"

Just as the dark clouds were about to disperse, a translucent figure like a baby suddenly appeared there. It was Ding Hong's appearance, but his face was full of resentment.

Although he failed to cross the disaster and his body was destroyed, Ding Hong's hundreds of years of cultivation was not small. Even if he failed to reach the realm of Jindan, he could also protect the Yuanshen to survive in the world for three days.

As long as Ding Hong can rush back to the boundary of Shenzhou and seize the body of a practitioner within these three days, there is no hope of recovery. Of course, his realm may fall to the early innate period.

He looked in the direction of Ye Tian with a resentful face, but Ding Hong did not dare to find Ye Tian's trouble at this time. Only the Yuanshen was left, who may not be able to fight Ye Tian, who was holding the Sanqing bell.

"Not dead yet?"

Ye Tian, who tried his best to hide his trace, clearly heard Ding Hong's voice full of resentment and couldn't help complaining. How could the manpower help Ding Hong? Can Tianwei do anything about him?

At the thought of Ding Hong's future revenge, Ye Tian felt bitter in his heart. Although he could fly away so that Ding Hong could not find himself, his family in the capital could not hide!

"Old thief, I'm here. Come if you have the ability!"

With a horizontal heart, Ye Tian withdrew the array and released his divine consciousness. In his mind, Ding Hong, who has experienced these blows, should also be the end of the crossbow, right?

"Huh? Is there only the genshen left?

When Ye Tian released his consciousness, he happened to see Ding Hong's baby-like yuan god, and he was stunned for a moment. On the contrary, he just said that he wanted to kill Ye Tian's Ding Hong's yuan god, but he showed a trace of panic.

"Old thief, are you naked?"

Through the divine consciousness to "see" Ding Hong's black body on the ground, Ye Tian's heart was happy for a while. As soon as he showed his body, he flew in the direction of Ding Hong. He would not let go of the opportunity to hit the dog into the water.

However, just when Ye Tian's figure was unfolded, the dark cloud above Ding Hong's Yuanshen's head had not completely dissipated, and another thunderbolt hit Ding Hong's Yuanshen.

The most fear of the Yuanshen is nothing more than sunshine and thunder and lightning. This is also the place where the monks escape from the Yuanshen to practice. Most of them are at night, and they will be far away from thunder and lightning.

So under this thunderbolt, Ding Hong couldn't even make a scream, and the yuan god melted. The real soul was scattered, turned into pure vitality, permeating between heaven and earth.

"Dead?"

Ye Tian, who had just summoned up his courage and was about to rush over and fight with Ding Hong, suddenly stopped. Just when the thunder struck, Ye Tian's heart shuddered.

He clearly sensed that in the thunder, there seemed to be a group of demons dancing wildly. Although he did not come to Ye Tian, it also made him release the Yuanshen outside upset and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Damn it, what evil did this old boy do? Did it make God so angry?

After taking back all the divine consciousness, Ye Tian still had a lingering fear in his heart. If those thunders came to him at the beginning, I'm afraid he would have already disappeared... The first update, the hanging needle for another afternoon. It's better. The fat man wrote another chapter. Well, it's the last day of January. If

. RQ