Chapter 315 Punish the Demon Robbery

The white horse passes through the gap, and time flies. Although there is no alternation of sun and moon in this secret place, spring goes and autumn comes, but monks as powerful as Xiao Heng and Lingkudie have long learned to use some secret techniques to calculate the normal passage of time in heaven and earth.

After Xiao Heng and Ling Kudie closed the gate, this secret place with thousands of miles of circles was not even a single sound from beginning to end, not even a bird call, a trace of wind, silent and terrible.

The lush trees, endless mountains, huge canyons, wide but calm lakes, and the mysterious golden hall are still the same, motionless.

However, all this was disturbed by a sudden violent wind.

The hurricane seemed to be rushed up by a strong impulse. As soon as it heard a little wind, a gust of energy suddenly roared hundreds of miles away from the Grand Canyon.

The still lake was blown by this powerful momentum in an instant. And the standing dense trees were also blown upside down by the overwhelming hurricane in the blink of an eye.

I don't know when a large amount of green air suddenly appeared in the sky. A magnificent spiritual pressure, like the sudden awakening of the god who had been sleeping for thousands of years, instantly spread away in all directions to the place where the wind swept up hundreds of miles away.

At this time, the strong blue air in the sky was also as if he had been attracted by something, and he became restless in an instant. During the crazy rolling, Qingqi also quickly converged to the place that emitted this horrible spiritual pressure.

Until all the greenness disappeared under the sky, a palpitating strong mind fluctuation suddenly swept away.

With the fluctuation of this divine thought, there was also a faint figure of a cyan dragon under the sky.

The scales and armor on the Qinglong's body are all over, and the dark golden light lines flow faintly. Although there is no movement, the deterrting momentum like the sky has already come out.

The dragon's eyes were wide open, and the green dragon was staring solemnly at the sky like a golden and red double-color cloud emerging in the void.

One gold and one red, as gorgeous as glass, can't arouse Xiao Heng's appreciation at all. Because at this time, in the rolling of these two-colored clouds, there was also a terrible thunderous atmosphere that destroyed the world. A trace of black lightning keeps jumping and flashing in the clouds, and from time to time it will drop scattered ink-like thunders in the mountains below.

And the mountain range that was split also turned into flat in an instant.

At this moment, a white shadow suddenly appeared beside Xiao Heng, who had turned into a green dragon.

The white clothes are better than snow, not stained with the slightest dust, and the waist is tightly tied, which outlines the beautiful curve more perfectly. This woman is the withered butterfly.

At this time, the temperament of the withered butterfly seems to have changed greatly compared with that before the retreat. It is a kind of temperament that seems to have changed the whole person. Originally cold and frosty, strangers have an unusual temperament, but now they have become more mysterious and difficult to find. The ethereal feeling of standing here, but not here, made Xiao Heng beside him palpitations.

"Is it a punishment for demons? How can there be such a thunderstorm in the advanced Yangjing? The dead butterfly opened its eyes wide, looked solemnly at the rolling thunder cloud above his head, and couldn't help exclaiming.

Xiao Heng, who had turned into a dragon's body, did not say anything when he heard the words. He just opened his mouth and spit out, and a small turtle shell suddenly spit out in Xiao Heng's mouth. As soon as this small turtle shell spit out in Xiao Heng's dragon's mouth, it immediately rose against the storm. In an instant, it turned into a huge turtle shield with countless small scratches on the surface.

This shield is the ten-thousand-year-old turtle shield in the hands of Xiao Heng's black water octopus.

At this time, Xiao Heng turned his head and said to Ling Kudie with an awe-inspiring face, "Isn't it the thunder disaster that only when you punish the demons in the holy world can cultivate the virtual realm and peep into a trace of the law of heaven and earth? Why did it appear on me at this time? Between Xiao Heng's words, there was also a trace of doubt and solemnity in his eyes.

When Lingkudie heard the words, after sacrificing a ghostly white bone shield, she looked at Xiao Heng thoughtfully and replied, "It is very likely that the power of space in your body made you encounter such a thunderstorm when you advanced at this time, but fortunately, this punishment demon robbery is not that of virtual monks. It's terrible. It is not impossible to get through it safely.

Xiao Heng was stunned when he heard the words. After taking out the water emperor tripod suspended on the dragon's head, he asked again, "Then why didn't you encounter such a terrible thunderstorm when you entered the early stage of the Yang realm? Don't you also have a little space power in your body?"

Ling Kudie couldn't help smiling bitterly when he heard the words, and then said, "You are Long Xiu, I'm Gui Xiu. How can it be the same?" Long Xiu belongs to the peak race of demon cultivation, but it is not out of the category of demon cultivation. This is a punishment of demons. How can I encounter it?

When Xiao Heng heard the words, a trace of helplessness flashed in the lantern-like dragon's eyes, and once again looked up at the thunder cloud that seemed to explode in the sky.

A strange color flashed in his eyes, and a blue light instantly hit the water emperor's tripod with the strong spirit of Shuiyuan. The Water Emperor Ding trembled, but a strong water vapor suddenly broke out.

In a few breaths, a mass of water as big as a two-story attic immediately wrapped the Water Emperor Ding in it.

At this time, on the golden and red two-color clouds, it also suddenly emitted a black smoke. These black smokes are not mixed with these two colorful clouds, but are very repulsive. When the colorful clouds roll, the black smoke has dissipated in the sky.

Suddenly, a strange smell of burning something immediately permeated the whole world.

"It's coming." The withered butterfly's face changed, and the white bone shield in front of him suddenly rose to the storm. After a few breaths, it turned into a hundred feet wide and long, covering Xiao Heng's huge green dragon body.

At this time, Xiao Heng also spit out a breath of blue air on the huge water ball in front of him. After the water ball was twisted for a while, it turned into a layer of water curtain, covering Xiao Heng's whole dragon body. On the water curtain, you can also faintly see countless small runes swimming like tadpoles, and a cold demonic spirit suddenly spread out on the Water Emperor Ding, which was suspended above Xiao Heng's head.

"Boom..." It didn't wait for Xiao Heng to put the ten-thousand-year-old black turtle shield on his head. The horrible thunder cloud in the sky had already emitted a dark thunder and lightning as thick as a bucket.

The lightning is as dark as ink, some of which is like the space power that Xiao Heng often uses. However, at this time, on the dark thunder, it is not the power of the unbreakable space, but the thunder smell that seems to destroy the world. At the same time, it also lacks a trace of spatial fluctuations that make people lose their resistance in an instant.

Needless to say, the speed of thunder and lightning was bombarded on the outermost white bone shield outside Xiao Heng's body almost in the blink of an eye.

After a loud crackling, the dark thunderlight overflowed. As soon as the small thunderlight fell into the mountains below, it immediately burned down the dense forest. And the face of the withered butterfly is also a change at this time.

After the withered butterfly trembled all over, he also looked at the huge bone shield sacrificed by himself. At this time, the spiritual light on the white bone shield was obviously a fainter than before.

When the withered butterfly saw the formula, the spiritual light on the white bone shield suddenly lit up again.

At this time, in the thunder cloud, there were already dozens of dark thunderstorms. In the world, there is a trembling smell of thunder everywhere.

Looking at the fierce dark thunder, Xiao Heng and the withered butterfly changed their faces. They desperately ran the spiritual power in their bodies and frantically poured them into their respective spiritual shields.

And the next moment, in the secret place of thousands of miles, a series of deafening and dense noises suddenly sounded.

If someone is standing in the distance at this time and looking at a distance, you can see a huge green dragon flying in the sky in the distance, with a rippling water ripples on the first floor and a huge shield on the top of his head.

The golden red two-color clouds above the sky that almost cover half of the sky are also surging.

The dark thunder poured down like a rainstorm, almost bombarded the mountains below into a piece of debris.

And the dragon in the middle of the sky is still safe and sound. It's just the white bone shield on the top of its head, but it doesn't seem to be able to support it.

The dragon seemed to say something. The white bone shield staggered into an aura and disappeared into an inconspicuous dot next to the dragon. And that small point is the withered butterfly.

And the next moment, the dark thunder, which was as dense as rain, hit the layer of water waves.

The water wave was directly dispersed after shaking twice. It was not until this time that Xiao Heng suddenly realized that this magical power of the water system could not be used to block the attack of the thunder system at all.

If the thunder disaster can't be overcome, it can only be self-cultivated, otherwise it may be directly bombarded to death.

And Xiao Heng is not the kind of person who can do his own cultivation. The dragon transformed by Xiao Heng was blue all over his body, and a huge guve also flashed out of it.

As soon as the dragon skeleton mixed Yuanqi came out, the dark thunder that continued to shoot down has been shot on the last ten-thousand-year-old turtle shield above Xiao Heng's head.

Suddenly, the sound of explosion continued. On the mysterious turtle shield, the originally thick spiritual light gradually became thin.

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