Chapter 41 Thunder

The people in the Taiqing Palace, including the demon religion, listened to the sound of picking flowers from Duanmu, and more or less showed a flustered look. They raised their magic weapons in front of them, made defensive moves, and looked up at the sky to find the direction of picking flowers from Duanmu.

Yan Ji was not panicked at all. Her eyes were calm. She carried the Jinghong Fairy Sword behind her back and said to Yang Zhong, "I'm not afraid. Although I have been defeated in her hands once, I can be sure that I will never be defeated by her hands for the second time. My master told me that I must not be defeated twice in the same person, otherwise You are a person who doesn't know how to think!"

Yang Zhong frowned slightly and asked curiously, "Do you have a way to deal with the old demon of Duanmu? That's why you look so confident?"

Yan Ji shook her head slightly and said slowly, "No, I don't have a way to deal with her, because the people she wants to deal with include you, so I don't have so much pressure. Won't you resist in her hands? As long as you resist a little, maybe I will have a chance.

The muscles on Yang Zhong's face trembled and immediately sneered, "Well, this time you have the ability to leave!"

Just before Yang Zhong's words fell, there was a huge sound of birds flapping their wings in the sky. For a moment, everyone's eyes were attracted by the huge sound. There was a dark thing flying this way in the distant sky. Before long, the only light in the sky was also suppressed by the black. Things were covered, and the sky and the earth were dark, as if it were night.

"Blood Raven! That's the ancient fierce bird blood crow! Everyone, take precautions!"

Qin Shen immediately exclaimed and immediately sacrificed the Tianshi sword in his hand. The panicked red light intertwined into a red semicircular aperture in mid-air, covering the seven people of the Taiqing Palace under the aperture.

At the same time, more than a dozen people from the demonic religion also gathered together to drive the light of the magic weapon and lingered in the mid-air defense.

"Haha..." At this time, another charming shout came from the air: "You don't want to run away. Feed my babies obediently today!"

While picking flowers and talking, I don't know when countless poisonous insects and poisonous snakes crawled on the ground. Like a flood, they rushed this way and surrounded the Taiqing Palace and the Holy Dragon Sect in the mountain stream.

There are fierce birds and poisonous insects, which surround these people. The three layers and three layers seem to block all their ways.

When the beautiful female disciples of Taiqing Palace saw these horrible poisonous snakes, they suddenly felt inexplicable fear and dared not open their eyes to look at the poisonous snakes, as if they closed their eyes and waited for death.

Although Liang Xiangling was also extremely afraid of the poisonous snake, she tried her best to calm down and inserted the tip of the sword of the cold light sword into the ground, and a cold air rushed away, laying a layer of ice crystals on the ground, freezing all the poisonous snakes within ten feet around.

At this moment, the people on the side of the Demon Sect Yinglongtang are also fighting against thousands of poisonous snakes and blood crows. The evil spirit of Luo Changjian's blood-drinking sword is powerful. Wherever the red blood-drinking beads light goes, any life loses blood and becomes a dry empty bag.

That being the case, the blood crow and poisonous snake still rushed forward fearlessly, as if they wanted to see how many and how long these people could kill.

At the critical moment, Yan Ji's figure flashed and retreated into the aperture around the disciples of Taiqing Palace. After thinking for a moment, he immediately said in Liang Xiangling's ear, "Sister, the demon girl who picked flowers suddenly appeared, but brought us the opportunity to escape. Don't miss it. I will do it later. One powerful sword trick to get rid of these flat-haired beasts, you all take this opportunity to escape, success or failure!"

Liang Xiangling nodded and answered, but then thought of something wrong and frowned, "Brother, what should you do? You used your sword to cover us and let us escape, but how did you escape by yourself?

Yan Ji seemed to ignore this matter. He was stunned for a moment and said, "Sister, don't worry, I can't die."

At this moment, he didn't know how to dissuade his senior sister. He seemed to have no words in his mind. He turned to Qin Shen and said, "You are a person who understands and knows what to do." After saying this, he ignored the same people and immediately turned around and left.

"Wait a minute!" Liang Xiangling suddenly stopped Yan Ji and said loudly, "Let's go together!"

"No!" Yan Ji did not stop. She left this sentence and turned into a blue light and flew away to the clouds.

In the sky, thousands of hungry and thirsty blood crows saw Yan Ji's blessing out of the fairy sword circle and flew up to the sky. They all wanted to have a full meal and immediately flapped their wings and rushed towards the figure.

Originally, the dark clouds covered the sky and the wind roared in the sky. After Yan Ji flew to the sky, the dark clouds were much thicker, and the wind became bigger, blowing the sky and the earth hazy.

Suddenly, in the dark clouds, the dark blue light burst out like an explosion, like a sharp blade, cutting and dispersing the thick clouds and opening up a dark blue space.

Above the sky, the black and white clouds seemed to be controlled by invisible forces, blending together and rotating rapidly. After a few days, the black and white clouds formed a huge Taiji figure in the sky, constantly sucking into the surrounding clouds.

On the Taiji pattern, the place where black and white clouds intersect, lightning and lightning constantly appear, which looks extremely brilliant.

The rumble of thunder was roaring with the electric light, and it seemed that even the earth trembled.

When the people in Taiqing Palace saw the sword formula exerted by Yan Ji giving birth to such a vision, they instinctively remembered the strongest sword formula "purple electric thunder", but this vision was several times larger than when the "purple electric thunder", mostly other sword formulas.

For a while, everyone in the Taiqing Palace was surprised. Only Liang Xiangling guessed that Master Guangyi was a hermit master. The magic he mastered was not only those circulating in the master's family. This was mostly the sword formula taught by the master to Yan Ji.

Under the Taiji map intertwined with black and white clouds, Yan Ji stood proudly in the wind and stabbed the sky with a sword. Countless thunder and lightning fell from the Taiji map and fell on the rainbow sword. In an instant, Yan Ji's body was surrounded by heavy thunder and lightning. He seemed to be the ancient thunder god, standing proudly in the lightning and lightning and lightning. .

At this moment, thousands of blood crows rushed over, like mud cows entering the sea, and were wiped out by the thunder in the blink of an eye.

"Taiyi Shenlei!" Luo Changjian seemed to say these four words in an expectant tone.

Next to Zhu Meng looked at the dazzling place of thunder in the sky and asked Luo Changjian, "Is this sword trick really that terrible?"

Luo Changjian had no expression on his face. He looked at the sky for a moment before answering him: "Anyway, you don't have to go to see it!"

After saying a word, Luo Changjian turned his head to Yang Zhong and said, "Rianhua Valley has also participated in this matter. The witch who picked flowers from Duanmu is extremely high. After we stay here, we can escape while these flat-haired beasts are attracted by Yan Ji."

Yang Zhong looked at the brilliant thunder and hesitated for a long time before saying two words in a low voice: "Let's go!"

After a while, the thunder in the sky became more and more dazzling, and the rumbling thunder was endless. Thousands of thunder lights, centered on the huge Taiji pattern, began to spread everywhere. Wherever they went, lightning and sparks jumped, like a destructive force, sweeping all things in the world.

Under the powerful thunder and lightning, everything seems to be so vulnerable. Whether it is living insects and beasts or dead flowers, stones and plants, they all turned into ashes and floated out under the thunder and lightning.

For a long time, the thunder between heaven and earth dimmed, but when I saw that the mountains and hills here no longer existed, they were razed to the ground, and the earth was in chaos, and everywhere was full of sand and dust.

Above the nine clouds, Yan Ji stood in the clouds, and the bean-sized sweat on his face rolled down. His expression was slightly painful and looked extremely weak.

"What a powerful sword formula!" At this time, a soft voice came from behind Yan Ji, as if a dreamlike invisible force was hypnotizing him.

Yan Ji immediately woke up and found that he was almost hit by your ghost art of picking trees and flowers. He immediately turned around and looked back. Suddenly, he saw a charming woman in a black dress standing behind him and smiling at him.

Yan Ji was shocked and immediately raised his sword on his chest and said to her, "Are all the beasts you called dead? Is it time for you to take action?"

Duanmu picked flowers and smiled faintly and said, "Although the sword formula you used is powerful, you are still a mortal body after all. You can't master the strongest magic power that destroys the world. There are countless creatures in heaven and earth. How can you kill them?"

Yan Ji looked around and saw layers of darkness in the distance, but it was the ferocious and bloodthirsty blood crow.

Duanmu picked flowers and looked at Yan Ji's slightly panicked look and smiled, "Young man, can you still use that powerful sword formula? How many blood crows can you kill?

Yan Ji wiped the sweat on her face with her sleeves and said to Duanmu to pick flowers, "Then open your eyes and see if I can use it again."

"Haha..." Duanmu picked flowers with a frivolous sneer and said, "What a big little guy! Then I'll open my eyes and take a good look."

Just as Yan Ji was about to take action, he caught a glimpse of a white shadow flying this way in the distance. The figure flew very fast and arrived in a blink of an eye. He saw the figure clearly, dressed in white like snow, and the fairy sword in his hand was cold and bright. Who was Liang Xiangling?

Yan Ji looked at the person, and it was inevitable that there was joy in his heart, but thinking about the current situation is critical, whether he can save his life under Duanmu picking flowers is still unknown. Isn't it equivalent to dying in vain when the senior sister comes back now?

"Brother! I'll help you!" Liang Xiangling stood in front of Yan Ji and pointed the cold light sword in his hand to the wood picking flowers, as if he wanted to protect the little brother.

"Sister! What are you doing back again?" There was a little anger in Yan Ji's voice.

Liang Xiangling saw her docile little brother lose his temper with her for the first time. She frowned slightly and said angrily, "What? Can't I come back?"

She turned around and stared at Yan Ji with a pair of beautiful eyes, with an angry face, as if she wanted to slap Yan Ji twice.

Yan Ji saw that her senior sister was suddenly angry and was at a loss. She was stunned for a moment and said intermittently, "I... I just... just don't want to come back to die!"

"But! I don't want you to die here either!" The beautiful face is firm, and the voice is as crisp as ice and snow.

"But..." Yan Ji looked at the beautiful face close to him, and spoke so decisively, as if he had become a stutter, and the ghost was speechless.

"It's really affectionate! It's touching!"

The enchanting sound of picking flowers suddenly reminded Yan Ji from his obsession and almost forgot the current enemy. But when he woke up, a pale red light came into his eyes and hit him. But what the light faced was the back vest of senior sister Liang Xiangling standing in front of him.

"Be careful!"

Yan Ji screamed, pushed the senior sister behind him as quickly as possible, and stretched out the rainbow sword to meet the pale red light.

However, unexpected things struck him like a thunderbolt. When he pushed his sister to his side, her sister ran with a black dagger in his sleeve and stabbed him in his waist.

He felt a pain all over his body, and his sword moves immediately stopped, and the pale red light in front of him hit him firmly.