Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"Fellow Taoists, the Xianling Pavilion is very close at hand."

Gou Jun, who was leading the way, suddenly said loudly.

At this time, they were only twenty or thirty feet away from Xianling Pavilion.

Even if there are successive thunders falling in the way, we can already see the whole picture of Xianling Pavilion.

Xianling Pavilion covers an area of ​​about one mile and has three floors. The first floor is about twenty feet high, and the upper two floors are each five feet high, making a total of thirty feet high.

At the end of the stone steps is the gate of Xianling Pavilion.

The gate is towering and extremely grand, nearly fifteen feet high and nearly ten feet wide.

The two doors are tightly closed, solemn and mysterious.

Everyone's expressions perked up after hearing this, and the power of the magic weapons they activated or the spells they cast suddenly became two points stronger.

"Boom!"

There was a crash of thunder.

Among the many thunders, this one was inconspicuous, but slightly different.

At this moment, everyone saw that the closed door of Xianling Pavilion suddenly opened.

A huge figure swept out from the Xianling Pavilion.

Gou Jun narrowed his eyes slightly and immediately saw his appearance clearly.

Thunder Harrier!

This beast's lair turned out to be the Fairy Spirit Pavilion.

Thunder Harrier showed great hostility towards the several humans who suddenly appeared at his door.

It spread its wings and its huge body rose from the ground. Seeing the countless thunderbolts falling in succession from the sky as if they were nothing, rushing straight into the sky covered with dark clouds.

The Thunder Harrier exudes bursts of silver light. The thunder falls on the silver light, just like a waterfall encountering a stubborn rock protruding from the cliff. The thunder automatically bypasses the Thunder Harrier and then continues to fall.

Countless lightning flashes appeared between the wings of the Thunder Harrier.

When it flew over the heads of the eight people, it flapped its wings fiercely, and the lightning suddenly converged to form a huge thunder pillar, which struck the eight people below.

"You evil beast, how dare you act so arrogantly!" Yang Yu roared.

While speaking, Yang Yu opened his mouth and spit out a small square cauldron.

Fang Ding swelled up when it saw the wind, and instantly turned into a giant one-foot-tall.

Above the square tripod, red light shines brightly.

The originally dark black cauldron body began to glow red instantly, and in an instant it turned into a red color, as if it was burned red by a fierce fire.

A terrifying high temperature emanated from the square cauldron.

Yang Yu pinched the magic technique with both hands, and a golden pillar of fire spurted out from the square tripod.

This golden pillar of fire, like thunder, also contains a brilliant power of heaven.

The golden fire pillar rose into the sky and headed straight for the falling thunder pillar.

Fire and electricity collided in mid-air.

Fire and rain splashed, and lightning flashed across the sky.

The pillar of fire collapsed and turned into countless golden sparks.

The thunder pillar disappeared and turned into countless tiny electric lights.

"Friend Daoist Mo, behead this evil beast!"

As soon as Yang Yu finished speaking, he saw a three-foot-high green peak rising up, darting left and right, nimbly shuttled between the gaps of numerous thunders, untainted by the thunder, and went straight to the belly of the Thunder Harrier.

Thunder Harrier's sharp eyes flashed with cold light.

Seeing the flying sword approaching, its huge wings moved.

The Thunder Harrier's huge body was as nimble as a swimming dragon. It suddenly changed direction and avoided the flying sword.

The flying sword changed direction and was about to pursue.

At this time, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and landed impartially on the flying sword.

The flying sword suddenly fell like a fallen leaf.

"Damn it!"

The full blow failed, and Mo Yexue couldn't help but curse in a low voice.

In this world filled with thunder, the Thunder Harrier's home advantage is simply too great.

At this moment, Thunder Harrier, who had just avoided the flying sword, suddenly had a flash of panic in his eyes.

At some point, a magic pestle came out from behind and pierced its tail.

Thunder Harrier hurriedly fluttered its wings, trying to open the distance between it and the Demon-Conquering Pestle.

At the same time, its pointed beak opened slightly, and a ball of spherical lightning condensed in its mouth.

Just as the spherical lightning was about to erupt, a wisp of pink smoke curled up and penetrated into the Thunder Harrier's mouth and nose.

The Thunder Harrier suddenly froze and its speed slowed down sharply.

Those sharp eyes suddenly became cloudy, as if they had lost their minds.

The ball lightning in his mouth suddenly lost control and suddenly exploded in his mouth.

Suddenly, its sharp beak was filled with flesh and blood, and bursts of black smoke came out.

Before the Thunder Harrier had any time to breathe, the Demon-Conquering Pestle stabbed the vulnerable spot behind it.

"Chi chi chi..."

At this moment, the cry of the Thunder Harrier is no longer the sound of rolling thunder, but a shrill wail.

The huge pain made Thunder Harrier regain his clarity instantly.

Its wings flapped rapidly, and its body shot straight into the sky, disappearing into the dark clouds. Only flesh and blood were left scattered all over the sky, caught by the lightning, and turned into black smoke.

With the combined efforts of Mo Yexue, Mi Hai and Lan Chen, Thunder Harrier was finally defeated and could only escape into the clouds to escape.

"The bloodline of the divine beast is mediocre!"

Gou Jun mocked and continued to move forward, leading everyone to the Xianling Pavilion.

Suddenly, Gou Jun discovered that the falling thunder seemed to become sparser.

With a look of surprise on his face, he looked up into the sky.

Between the thick dark clouds, he vaguely saw a huge figure moving through the clouds.

Gou Jun suddenly felt a bad premonition in his heart.

"Everyone, hurry up, that beast doesn't seem to want to let us go easily."

After everyone heard this, there was no hesitation, and all kinds of magic weapons kept attacking Lei Lei.

The thunder was wiped out, but the remaining power, accompanied by bursts of energy impact, was like a violent wind and waves, constantly hitting them.

It made it difficult for everyone to move and the speed of movement was very slow.

They must proceed steadily, one step at a time, otherwise, they will be swept up by the residual power, lose control of their bodies, and fall off the cliff.

Just as Gou Jun worried, the falling thunder has decreased, not because the power of the formation is decreasing.

Rather, a small part of the thunder is condensed and not falling.

In the dark clouds, a giant lightning is taking shape.

The giant lightning is looming in the dark clouds, just like the Milky Way across the night sky, piercing the entire dark cloud.

A mighty power of heaven, accompanied by the breath of destroying the world, emerged above everyone's head.

And this breath is still getting stronger.

Everyone suddenly felt a strong sense of oppression, like a towering mountain approaching, pressing them a little breathless.

Everyone tried their best to activate their own magic power to resist the falling thunder, and their steps became faster.

Seeing that the Fairy Pavilion was getting closer and closer, everyone became more and more anxious.

"Boom!"

A roar that resounded through the world came out.

A huge silver waterfall pierced through the dark clouds and poured down.

At this moment, it was as if the sky was pierced, and the silver plasma rushed directly over the heads of the eight people, like water from outer space, carrying an endless breath of destruction.

Everyone no longer cared about holding back, and used their best tricks.

Of course, these tricks were not aimed at the silver waterfall, but were either to resist the ordinary lightning or to speed up the escape technique.

The formation of the eight people suddenly fell apart.