Godly Dragon Guard

All the Shaman monks kept silent and held their breath, not daring to disturb Xuan Ming.

There were a lot of space cracks in the thunder pool. No matter how careful Xuan Ming and the Liushamen monks were, they were still hit by two space cracks, and nearly ten layers of defensive barriers collapsed.

Fortunately, Xuan Ming stabilized the situation and led a group of Liushamen monks to dive to the bottom of the pool without any danger.

Finally, everyone saw the golden mini palace in the place where thunder was raging in front of the right side of the bottom of the pool.

“That’s it”

Xuan Ming's turbid old eyes were locked on Guangtian Palace, and he slowly moved forward to the right, approaching the mini golden palace.

The Immortal monks from Liusha Sect followed Xuan Ming closely, and everyone's hearts were in their throats as they watched them approach Mini Guangtian Palace little by little.

Not long after, Xuan Ming and other Liusha Sect monks were only one step away from the Mini Guangtian Palace.

Xuan Ming's expression was extremely excited. He pushed the Xuanwu Seal to the extreme. His right arm was wrapped in a thick golden light shield, and he reached out to grab the Mini Guangtian Palace.

At this moment, a sarcastic voice suddenly came from the Mini Guangtian Palace: "A bunch of idiots, they have the guts to come and catch me."

As soon as the roar died down, Mini Guangtian Palace suddenly jumped back a long distance like a nimble fish.

"Damn"

Xuan Ming's face was as pale as earth, and the faces of the Liusha Sect monks also became extremely ugly.

I never imagined that this magic weapon could move freely in the thunder pool, and could easily resist even the space cracks that wandered around.

"Great Elder, what should I do?"

"Brother Xuanming, this thing can still move freely under the thunder pond. We are too passive. We should leave this ghost place as soon as possible."

"Yes, Great Elder, more than half of our defensive barrier has been damaged and it won't last long."

Several Liushamen elders said in panic that they did not want to die.

Xuan Ming's old face was extremely gloomy. No matter how much he wanted to get Guangtian Palace, he had to calm down at this moment.

It is too difficult to move in the thunder pool. It is almost impossible to seize this mini palace that can move around freely. You cannot fall into the provocation of this boy Shen Lang.

"Walk"

Xuan Ming gave an order and led the elders of the Liusha Sect to quickly move to the top of the Lei Pond.

For the current plan, they can only stay in the sky above the thunder pool to prevent Shen Lang from escaping and wait for the sect master to come and make a decision.

Yun Tianlin is a strong man at the level of an immortal, so he is naturally not afraid of the power of thunder in this thunder pool. At present, only Yun Tianlin can subdue Shen Lang by taking action personally.

“I don’t even want to leave.”

There was a sarcastic voice in Guangtian Palace.

Shen Lang has been waiting for this moment

He could have entered the Nanling Holy Altar directly through the space crack at the bottom of the Thunder Pond, but Shen Lang realized that Xuan Ming and other Liusha Sect monks were chasing after him, and he immediately had the idea of ​​​​sniping at these guys.

The mini Guangtian Palace released a golden light, the palace door opened, and Shen Lang flew out of the Guangtian Palace.

"Boom boom boom"

The violent thunder in the thunder pool struck Shen Lang's body. Instead of being injured, Shen Lang absorbed all the incoming thunder.

Shen Lang used all his strength to activate the Thunder Spirit Pearl in his dantian. In the thunder pool, a huge amount of golden thunder and lightning rolled and surged like a furious wave, and actually gathered into a huge lightning tornado, sweeping towards Xuan Ming and a group of Liushamen monks. go.

"Boom"

A huge amount of thunder struck the defensive barrier held up by Xuan Ming and many Liusha Sect elders, making a dull and loud sound like an atomic bomb exploding.

"Bang bang bang"

This strike controlled by Shen Lang's sky thunder immediately broke through the seven or eight layers of defensive barriers of the Liusha Sect monks, and the oncoming huge force almost disrupted the formation of the Liusha Sect monks.

"Oops"

Xuan Ming was horrified. He never imagined that Shen Lang could control the power of thunder in this thunder pool.

Could it be that this kid has refined the Thunder Spirit Pearl?

Xuan Ming could think of the Thunder Lingzhu mainly because the Thunder Lingzhu was originally Yuntianlin's treasure and was later given to Uzang. However, Uzang did not have the origin of thunder, so he could not fully control the Thunder Lingzhu.

The main ability of the Thunder Lingzhu is to absorb thunder attribute energy and release it. But if you want to fully control the Thunder Lingzhu, a monk needs to possess the origin of thunder.

Shen Lang happened to have the origin of thunder, and he had already recognized the thunder spirit bead and refined it.

The thunder spirit bead is very special. In this thunder pool, the combat power that the thunder spirit bead can exert is no less than that of the consecrated fairy treasure.

"You bastards from Liushamen, no one of you can leave here alive today."

Shen Lang shouted with a ferocious expression, activating the Thunder Spirit Pearl in his dantian to the extreme.

The endless thunderstorms rolled around Shen Lang, and instantly gathered into three thunder storms, crossing and sweeping towards the Liushamen monks.

"Boom boom boom"

The Liusha Sect monk opened the defensive light shield and suffered a violent attack. In an instant, there was not much left in the defensive barrier and it reached a precarious point.

"It's over"

Xuan Ming felt a chill in his heart, and his intestines turned green with regret.

If he had known that Shen Lang could control the power of thunder in this thunder pool, he would not have dared to sneak into the bottom of the pool even if he was killed.

It was too late to regret now. The thunder around Shen Lang was like a raging tsunami, rolling towards the Liushamen monks one after another.

"Boom boom boom"

The ear-piercing roaring and explosion sounds are endless.

In this thunder pool, the Liushamen monks had almost no power to fight back. They could only watch helplessly as the defensive barrier they worked together to build became weaker and weaker, and an indescribable look of horror gradually appeared on their faces.

"Die for me"

Shen Lang's heart surged with strong murderous intent, and his eyes were bloodshot.

At this moment, he activated the Thunder Lingzhu to the extreme, and his dantian emitted a brilliant purple light.

Almost all the sky thunders in most of the thunder pool were aroused, forming a giant thunder vortex. Dense golden sky thunders surged in the vortex, carrying terrifying energy that could destroy the world.

The thunder vortex was like a rotating gear, pressing towards the elders of the Liusha Sect with the force of earth shattering.

"ah"

All the Immortal cultivators of Liusha Sect were so frightened that their livers and gallbladders were split apart, and their pupils kept dilating.

These earthly immortals who are usually aloof could never imagine that one day they would be cornered by a little human immortal monk.

"No"

Xuan Ming's eyes widened. If they were hit by this blow, all of them would be dead.

However, he was in the thunder pool, and the energy around him was too chaotic, so Xuan Ming was unable to use defensive magical powers such as "Heavenly Cold Ice Coffin".

Seeing the thunder vortex coming, Xuan Ming didn't want to die. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, spitting it on the Xuanwu Seal, forcibly consuming his life energy to push the Xuanwu Seal to the extreme.

"Roar"

Suddenly, a huge phantom of the Xuanwu Holy Turtle appeared behind Xuan Ming.

Xuan Ming no longer had time to worry about his teammates. The holy turtle phantom carried him alone, resisting the power of thunder around the thunder pool, and rose rapidly.

next moment.

"Boom"

The thunder vortex slammed into the weak defensive barrier in front of a group of Liusha Sect Earth Immortal monks, and a thunderous roar like the earth was shattering came from the bottom of the thunder pool.

The thunder pool set off a thunderstorm like a huge wave, and the golden thunder light in the sky covered everything around it. The dazzling light seemed to break through the sky.

"ah"

Nearly a hundred Samana monks only had time to let out one last scream before they were strangled to death by the thunder whirlpool, their bodies turned into powder, and their souls perished on the spot.