Son-in-law Dan Zun

"What are you still waiting for?"

Seeing that Luo Wushu did not act immediately, the old man hurriedly urged again.

"How can I receive the power of luck?" Luo Wushu asked. Today, he doesn't have the ability to collect the power of air luck.

Especially, the power of Qi Luck in the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle has merged with the power of Wind Thunder, becoming the power of General Yale, the Demon General.

"How you used to take pictures, now you take pictures and leave the rest to me." The old man hated iron and steel.

He spoke, is there anything to worry about?

"Okay!" Luo Wushu nodded slightly, naturally believing the old man.

The seemingly simple and unpretentious Fengshen Town Demon Monument emerged in the hand, and then it was photographed in an understatement.

This scene dazzled countless eyes.

Is Luo Wushu kidding?

At this critical time, did you come up with a plain brick against the enemy?

Even if it can't be like the Demon General, at a critical moment, he can take out the treasures from the evil races outside the territory.

At least don't be so dismissive and create such a big contrast.

"Are you going to laugh at this general?" Yale's gloomy face also couldn't help showing a sneered smile.

Luo Wushu is so poor that he can understand.

After all, Luo Wushu's own cultivation base is not high, and it is even more impossible to get a treasure on the same level as the Jiuyin Wind Thunder Bottle.

In fact, as early as the beginning of this battle, it was destined that Luo Wushu was absolutely impossible to defeat.

But if you fail, you can also lose beautifully.

Even if the evildoer that Yiluo Wushu had previously shown was defeated, no one could say anything.

After all, he just lost on the lack of cultivation base.

But now it's different, it will only become embarrassing.

Luo Wushu did not respond.

The Demon Monument of Fengshen Town so lightly faced the power of wind and thunder that contained the might of destroying the heavens and the earth.

"Rumble..."

Accompanied by the shocking sound, Luo Wushu's figure holding the Demon Stele of Fengshen Town was completely overwhelmed by the power of wind and thunder.

The pupils of countless people shrank suddenly.

Today's Luo Wushu is tied to the life and death of countless people.

Of course they didn't want Luo Wushu to fall under the power of wind and thunder.

But the few senses in his mind told them that Luo Wushu's desire to live is basically unrealistic.

Unless... there is a miracle.

"Chichi!"

The power of wind and thunder that destroys the sky and the earth constantly swept through Luo Wushu's whole body, raging, and bloomed with the light of destruction.

However, such a thrilling scene did not make Luo Wushu under the wind and thunder make a sound.

People don't know whether Luo Wushu is still alive or dead.

"how so?"

The crowd showed a puzzled look, "No matter whether it can be attacked or not, there should be some movement, right?"

Yale's already smiling face could not help being gloomy again.

And there was an inexplicable anxiety in my heart.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon.

If Luo Wushu used other amazing methods to resist the power of wind and thunder, he would understand it instead.

However, it just used a plain brick to persist under the power of wind and thunder.

And there was no movement.

This can only show that Luo Wushu is at ease.

The brick looked ordinary, not because it was really ordinary, but because he couldn't see through it.

Most likely, it is a treasure that is not inferior to the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle.

"You must die!" Yale exhaled a grimace.

Use all the power of Qi Yun stored in the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle, and all bless them in the power of Wind Thunder.

"Boom..." Void fell into a frenzied tremor, and everyone became more and more frightened.

The power of wind and thunder is terrible.

Everyone has no doubt that the power of wind and thunder at this moment, just a tiny bit, is enough to wipe out the power of the ordinary Heavenly Venerable Realm.

In other words, if the power of wind and thunder is not killing Luo Wushu, but the city below.

With just a few breaths, the whole city, and countless people, will become nothingness.

There was a loud bang from the space, and a scream came from the city.

Even if people are already cautious, there are still many unlucky guys who have been spread to death.

Including some ancient buildings, all turned into ruins in the aftermath.

The ground was torn apart, cracks, shocking.

And this has also made the hearts of countless people become united.

They can't do more, but they can pray for Luo Wushu in their hearts.

Must create miracles, reverse the situation, and kill the demon general.

After a few more breaths, the demon general Yale's expression became more and more gloomy.

How could this be?

How could this be?

He had already used all the power of Qi Yun in the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle, making the power of Wind Thunder unstoppable.

Even if someone told him that the power of wind and thunder at the moment was enough to slaughter gods and immortals, he believed it.

However, it still couldn't make any changes to the figure in the void.

That figure is like a high hill, letting the wind and thunder raging, standing still...

"Are you to this degree?"

Finally, under the wind and thunder, a voice came out.

Amidst the light and wind, mixed with a bit of icy sarcasm.

Hearing this familiar voice, countless people in the city were in ecstasy. Luo Wushu didn't seem to disappoint them.

He seemed to be really not afraid of the wind and thunder power that was enough to "slaughter the gods and slaughter the immortals".

"impossible!"

"This general blesses the power of wind and thunder with the power of air transport, which means that your human race can be killed at the third-rank supreme realm."

"Even if you are a wicked evildoer, how can you resist it unharmed?"

Yale roared in disbelief.

If Luo Wushu's cultivation base were stronger, he wouldn't be so.

Luo Wushu's faint laughter came from the wind and thunder again, "It's just a little bit of luck, but it's not enough!"

Yale looked extremely embarrassed, but could not respond.

What can he do?

You know, he has already emptied all the power of luck in the Nine Yin Wind Thunder Bottle.

That is, he couldn't help Luo Wushu at all.

The brick he ridiculed was not really ordinary, but because of his short-sightedness.

So it can't be seen as powerful.

Feeling that the power of wind and thunder was weakening, Luo Wushu knew that the power of Qi Yun in the Nine Yin Wind and Thunder Bottle should have been exhausted.

Otherwise, the devil general Yale will not choose to stop under his anger.

"His grandma's."

"There won't be more."

"Pants are ready to take off, that's it?"

Inside the Fengshen Town Demon Monument, the old man was indignant and still had some thoughts.

"It's okay, no matter how small the mosquito's legs are, they are all meat." Luo Wushu comforted.

"You know a ball!"

The old man cursed, his irritable mood was beyond Luo Wushu's expectations.

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