Chapter 261 The Fall of the Flying Cave

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"Ah, gaga, two heavenly mirrors, two heavenly mirrors died in my hands. This time, my credit can definitely get more rewards than the rain, quack..." The flying cave laughed like crazy, and the ferocious laughter was as hoarse as a gong, which made people extremely uncomfortable when they heard it.

After laughing for a while, the Flying Cave suddenly found that Ling Kudie and Xiao Heng were still suspended in the air, and there was no sign of death.

The laughter suddenly subsided, and the flying cave narrowed its eyes and looked closely at Xiao Heng and Lingkudie in the magic array.

I only saw that on the body of the dead butterfly at this time, there was a sip of yin qi surging out uncontrollably. The strong yin qi made the dark clouds that had condensed in the sky surged again. However, the flying cave that stared closely at Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly still did not notice here.

At this time, the white and delicate face of the withered butterfly has long been without the slightest color of pain, and the flashing light all over the body is bright and dark.

The blue shirt on Xiao Heng's body has long been broken into rags, hanging on the strong body one by one. A wisp of blue true dragon gas is constantly gushing out of the small holes visible to the naked eye on the skin of the body.

Fei Grotto looked at the two people doubtfully, not knowing what was going on. However, he is confident that his purple Xuanguang can kill Xiao Heng and Lingkudie with one move.

However, what happened next made him a little suspicious of his purple mysterious light.

I saw a sudden surge of inspiration all over the dead butterfly, and a white jade-like leg bone suddenly appeared in front of the dead butterfly. After the white jade-like leg bone turned around, a white light suddenly burst out, completely covering the withered butterfly in it.

The overflowing yin qi around the body then began to converve quickly. The wounds on the body also healed in an instant. Then the spiritual bone shook and turned into a white light and sank into the body of the withered butterfly.

And Xiao Heng was even more strange. His breath suddenly shook, and the blue true dragon gas overflowing outside the body suddenly surged back in an instant, and disappeared in Xiao Heng's body in an instant. Then, from the dense wounds like the ant's nest, a large amount of golden spiritual sand immediately flowed out, which was bloodthirsty.

In a while, the bloodthirsty sand also stopped flowing out. Those dense wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Impossible... This is absolutely impossible." An incredible color flashed in the eyes of the flying cave, and his face was crazy. He muttered.

At this time, Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie suddenly opened their eyes at the same time. The yin qi surged around the dead butterfly, and a huge evil ghost immediately appeared behind it, which was extremely horrible.

And under the shock of Xiao Heng's whole body, the broken blue shirt hanging on his body was suddenly shaken into powder.

"You... Who the hell are you?" The flying cave's eyes were full of shock, and he asked incredulously.

"Boom..." At this moment, the cloud in the sky that had been ignored by several people suddenly burst into a thunder that resounded through the sky. A huge golden thunder suddenly came out and bombarded a small hill more than 100 feet away from the flying cave.

Stone chips flew around, and the next moment, the hill was nearly twenty feet short. Even the whole mountain was half bombarded.

The flying cave was like a frightened rabbit. It suddenly looked up and suddenly turned pale with shock. I couldn't help exclaiming: "Thunder from the sky."

Xiao Heng and Ling Ku Die also looked at the cloud of golden thunder jumping in the sky with surprise at this time.

The thunder penalty from the sky actually made me encounter the thunder penalty from the sky at this time.

Looking at the bodies of the dense monks of the two clans below, Lingkudie and Xiao Heng smiled bitterly.

No wonder so many high-level monks in history died under the thunder penalty. It turned out that the thunder penalty in this sky was so secretive when the thunder penalty condensed, and the three Sky Mirror monks did not find it.

"Boom..." Before the flying cave could react, in that cloud, dozens of golden thunderbolts were bombarded in an instant. This kind of golden god thunder is called Jinhuang god thunder. If the god thunder is divided into three, six or nine, then this golden god thunder can definitely be in the top three. Otherwise, aren't those high-level monks with hatred under this golden thunder in history too useless?

In the magic array where Lingkudie and Xiao Heng are now, although they are imprisoned, the power of this magic array is also extremely difficult to break. The purple polar black light of the flying cave can be shot in because of the control of the green jade plate in the hand of the flying cave.

Now the flying cave is busy. How can I notice Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly? The golden thunder that bombarded Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly was blocked by the gray light curtain.

With the power of golden thunder, this gray light curtain is just a wave of spiritual light, and there is no sign of fragmentation.

The wings of the flying cave have just exerted the flowing cloud wings, and the meridians have been burned so much that they can no longer be used for high-level escape. Therefore, at this time, the flying cave can only rely on escape light and body method to dodge.

For good reason, the cultivation of the flying cave is not low. Although these more than ten golden gods are extremely horrible, they are not chasing and killing the flying cave. In a few flashes in the flying cave, it is about to flash out of the dark cloud-covered area.

But at this time, in the clouds high in the sky, a terrible pressure suddenly surged out. The power of heaven and earth has really been shown until now.

The flying cave in the rapid dodge suddenly felt something was wrong. He quickly looked up and was so scared that the corners of his mouth suddenly twitched. I saw a hundred golden thunders densely, and they were bombarding this side desperately.

The flying cave didn't think much about it, so he quickly took out the ancient stone shield just now and put it on the top of his head. Several charms were also burned in his hand, and several layers of spiritual light enveloped them in an instant.

The next moment, under the sky, the small figure in the flying cave was submerged by endless gold in an instant.

"Ah..." With a sad scream, between the golden thunder and lightning, a faint white light burst, and a weak divine pressure instantly disappeared between heaven and earth.

The ancient stone shield with good defense power did not even block the golden thunder.

A night fork king, who is a million miles away, fell into the punishment of thunder from the sky.

At this time, Xiao Heng also looked at the golden thunder outside the gray light curtain with a solemn face.

The power of this magic array is expected to be broken by Jinhuang Shenlei in the near future. At that time, how the two of us should get out is really a difficult thing.

Turning his head, Xiao Heng saw that Ling Kudie was looking at the golden thunder outside the magic array indifferently. That look is like admiring the fleeting fireworks under the Liuhu moon.

"Spiritual friend, do you have a way?" Xiao Heng swallowed his saliva and asked carefully.

Lingkudie knew what Xiao Heng was asking. He smiled and said, "The thunder punishment from the sky is just the killing of those ghosts and gen gods. As long as the breath of the yuan god and the ghost here dissipates, the thunder punishment will be over.

Xiao Heng nodded and said, "I know this, but..."

Before Xiao Heng finished speaking, Ling Kudie shook his hand and interrupted it and explained with a smile, "Do you know why none of those monks who have been killed by thunder from the sky for so many tens of thousands of years are ghosts?"

Xiao Heng's eyes flashed when he heard the words, and immediately thought of something. He said excitedly, "Soul flute?"

"Yes, we ghosts have our own means to collect ghosts. Most ghost practitioners also use ghosts as materials to refine some weapons, so you don't have to worry about this at all. As long as you have the confidence to block the golden thunder within ten breaths after breaking this array, we will be over this time. As a Qinglong, I believe you can solve this little trouble. Ling Kudie looked at Xiao Heng with a smile and said with a smile. He didn't look like he had just experienced life and death at all.

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