Chapter 88 Thunder Shock

The man's movements were so sudden, and the speed was so fast that even Elder Lin had no time to stop him. He could only watch him rush out of the shield and rush to Wanliufeng angrily.

Until this time, people saw his back and recognized his identity. It turned out to be Song Beigui, the owner of Huanglong Island.

Many years ago, Huanglong Island formed a life-and-death feud with Chiyan Cave. Song Beigui's apprentice was beaten to death by Wanliufeng. At this time, new hatred and old hatred broke out together, and it was not surprising that Song Beigui had such a reaction. People just sighed in their hearts. The poor Song Island owner is also an iron man, but he is too impulsive to die in vain!

Sure enough, Song Daozhu just rushed to Wanliufeng and punched his Tianling cover, but Wanliufeng did not hide. He raised his foot and kicked him in his lower abdomen. The two attacked each other. If their cultivation is similar, they can still fight for both sides. But the fact is that the speed of Wanliufeng is several times faster than that of Song Dao. That's really a lightning flash. The Song Island owner didn't even have time to react. He was kicked in his lower abdomen by Wan Liufeng, spilled blood and fell back, and fell straight on the old body of Lin Ge. A few steps away.

Lao Lin Ge hurried forward to help him: "Lord Song Island, how are you?"

Song Dao's main face is like gold paper, his pupils are spreading, and the corners of his mouth are still bleeding. He can only see more breath and less breath, and he is not alive. With the help of Elder Lin Ge, he reluctantly raised his upper body, and his pupils finally condensed the focus. His bloody mouth closed one by one and made a weak voice: "I... have a request..."

Mr. Lin Ge said sadly, "Master Song Dao, please speak."

"That's..." Song Daozhu raised his head weakly, and his empty eyes showed brilliance. The palm on Lin Ge's back suddenly bent into a sharp shape. "Please die!"

"Boom--" corresponds to this sound, and there is a thunderbolt through the sky and the earth in the vault.

Blood splashing.

Lin Ge lowered his head in a staggering manner and looked at the ferocious claw inserted from his back and through his chest, with an incredible look in his eyes.

The lightning flashed between Song Dao's main claws, and then suddenly bounced up from the arms of the old forest pavilion and strode into the righteous heroes who were still stunned.

When he was running, his clothes were changing rapidly. The simple cotton shirt flew against the wind, and the purple air flowed into gorgeous robes. The camouflage of white-soled light shoes floated in the leap, revealing the shadow of his inner electric climbing boots. The old and withered face cracked in the roaring wind, and in an instant, it was replaced by a cold and handsome demonic face. His white hair turned into blue silk, and his deep purple eyes burst out cold light.

Before the heroes could react, he rushed to the place, and the electric light between his palms shone, bursting out a sad and roaring thunder, covering the three people in the front.

The three disciples of Cangliu Hall didn't even have time to make a tragic cry, so they turned into coke in the dazzling thunder, and only a pinch of black ash was scattered like dust, becoming their last trace in the world.

The strong wind blew and blew the black ash into the soil, completely erasing the evidence that they had existed.

The "Song Island Lord" walked unstop, waved the whip of thunder and lightning and rushed straight to the rear. Until this time, He Bifan seemed to wake up like a dream and angrily called out the man's name: "Bi Xuan--"

The golden dart order ranked second, the first protector under the mountain demon throne, the demon fairy who controls the lightning, "Thunder Wrath" Bi Xuan!

The real Song Island owner was dropped by someone for a long time. Ironically, it was not until such a long time that none of his disciples and some familiar people noticed it. Gai's grumpy and rude temperament is too easy to imitate.

A dazzling violent electric light flashed, and the extraordinary roar turned into a painful muffled hum. Only a series of endless buzzing sounds were heard, and the battlefield emitted a pungent smell of human flesh after burning.

The reaction of the heroes was not unpleasant. When Bi Xuan's thunder swept over, several people on both sides met him at the same time. Their speed was either slow or fast, and finally three people really touched this blow:

The first hit was He Bifan in the middle. After receiving a hard blow with the Flame Emperor's fist, he fell back with a muffled hum. Blood rose from his mouth and nose, and the front end of his raised arms was already black. The so-called flame king fist that burns everything is completely vulnerable in front of the real thunder power.

On the left is Die Shumeng. With a swing of her long sleeves, thousands of fragrant butterflies rushed out and melted into coke under the power of thunder. The queen took a step back, her face turned pale, and her eyes were shocked. The lives of thousands of beautiful butterflies can only withstand the afterglow of lightning.

And Hao Cheng on the other side is the one who really resists most of the Thunder. The mysterious scripture of the supreme cave was running crazily. His whole body was shrouded in a milky white light, and the invisible ripples shook violently and turned into small particles that could shatter all matter. The fierce impact was between the thunder and the cave ripples, and he did not take a step back, as stable as a rock.

The most thrilling confrontation is completed silently. Bi Xuan relied on the power of thunder and thought that he could kill happily and at least disperse the formation of the heroes, but he was blocked by life after only two steps. And his fierce and violent breath also stagnated slightly.

"Evil beast!"

It was such a moment of pause, and the masters on both sides had surrounded. The enlightened old monk who proclaimed the Buddha's name, the young master of the Lin family, who has three formulas and looks like a crazy tiger, and the wild geese waving a sword like a dragon... Each of them has the power to make the "thunder's anger" afraid of it. If these people are surrounded, even the first protector under the demon throne will not be spared.

Bi Xuan knew that he had no chance, so he stepped heavily under his feet, and thunder surged all over his body. Suddenly, it turned into an electric light and shot into the sky and went straight to the clouds.

The strong enemy retreated, but there was no lightness on the faces of the heroes. Lin Muyang rushed to Lin Ge's side in a few steps, picked up his withered body, and called in a trembling voice, "Dad!" The voice choked, and the tiger's eyes couldn't help crying.

The heart of Lin Ge's chest was completely penetrated, the blood was surging like a spring, and the broken body was no longer alive. But at this time, his face showed peace, and there was a weak voice in his throat: "The disaster... I will bear it, the Lin family... give it to you."

After saying that, he closed his eyes peacefully. A generation of masters fell here.

"Dad————"

Lin Muyang roared up to the sky and roared straight to the sky.

However, at this time, there was a sharp laugh outside the door: "I have already said that even if you want to shrink in it all your life, you still can't escape death! Hahahaha! It's really gratifying!"

Several people behind him laughed, and the laughter spread into the rear evil disciples, triggering more large-scale laughter.

"The old man Lin Wuya really thought he could hide for a lifetime!"

"He can't even be a turtle, and he still has such a great reputation..."

............

In bursts of laughter, Lin Muyang slowly put down Lin Ge's body and turned his head to look at the dark depths outside the shield. His eyes were red and his eyes were about to crack.

If you want to hear the ghost, I cry and laugh!

"Mu, Hong, Qiu!" He stepped forward word by word.

If a Tianyuan master is determined to die, it is too easy to take a person to bury him.

The old monster stared at him, with his palms closed, and his eyes were full of mockery.

Old monk Wuye took a step forward and shouted in a low voice, "Muyangxian nephew, don't be impulsive!"