Chapter 1170: Seven-Colored Immortal Thunder Tribulation
Lin Xiao was a little worried that the old village chief would not be able to support it, and the divine sense transmission directly bombarded the old village chief's heart, exploding like thunder.
The old village chief's body trembled, and he woke up from his illusory state.
"Thank you." A weak voice came from the old village chief's consciousness.
"The old village chief protects his mind and leaves everything to me." Lin Xiao responded anxiously.
The colorful thunderclouds in the sky are rolling, and the vision is suddenly born, which also makes many villagers and people from other villages stop and watch.
"Look, auspicious thunder from the sky, good signs."
"Today is really a great day to get married."
"Hahahaha......."
The village was peaceful, and the sound of music was almost drowned out by the shouts of the villagers, and the two rose and fell.
The bride was also surprised by this sight, and even the red hijab was turned over, and her eyes widened as she looked at the colorful thunderclouds in the sky.
And in the crowd, only the Seven Demons, Ling Hutian and Seven Inches were frowning and watching in the distant sky.
"Village Chief, do you know what's going on?" Seven inches slowly came to Ling Hutian's side and asked.
They had lived for 10,000 years, and they had never seen such a vision.
The crowd was also confused, completely unaware of what was going on over there.
"Seven inches and I will go over and have a look, and the rest of us can do whatever we want." Ling Hutian gave an order, and the nine people quickly dispersed, and the speed was so fast that they disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the sky, under the colorful thunderclouds.
The old village chief's body became more and more condensed under the thunder and lightning strikes and the aura.
The spirit beasts of the four directions all turned into thunder and lightning, roaring down, and the green dragon, the vermilion bird, the Xuanwu, and the white tiger rushed in, and the momentum was huge, as if they wanted to destroy the old village chief like the power of heaven.
In the distance, Lin Xiao's golden whip was in his hand, and he was not afraid, this golden whip was transformed by the evolutionary divine light on the Wentian Realm, and it was used to deal with this mortal immortal thunder, which was completely like killing chickens with a cattle slaughtering knife.
The colorful thunder beast, as usual, was shattered by Lin Xiao's whip, and the colorful spiritual power suddenly vented down like a waterfall and fell on the old village chief's body.
With the condensation of flesh and blood, the old village chief's flesh also had a strange power of thunder and lightning, which exploded in the void.
However, the thunderclouds above the sky still did not seem to end, but rolled more and more violently, and the thunder became louder and louder, as if condensing the last strength.
"Click."
It was daytime, and the seven-colored lightning struck the mountains in the distance, and the thunder exploded, and in an instant the mountain peak disappeared in response.
This scene fell into the eyes of some villagers, watching the disappearance of the mountain peak, as if their hearts were also tense.
What if the thunder fell on them?
Will it disappear into the world like that mountain?
The villagers panicked as another seven-colored thunderbolt fell on another mountain peak, and disappeared as before.
"Don't panic, everyone, it'll be fine." Ling Hutian didn't know when he flew back, and said while standing in the void.
I am a villager in the mountains, where have I seen such a fairy-like feat, standing in the air, like a god.
The appearance of Ling Hutian calmed the panic in the hearts of the villagers, and the wedding went on as usual, and the sound of musical instruments and noise mixed together again.
Colorful thunderclouds rolled, thunder continued, lightning continued, and the surrounding mountains had long disappeared into the mountains, but their village was unharmed.
Time passed, and the colorful thunderclouds were no longer rolling, but turned into a giant mouth, ready to swallow this mountain range.
Lin Xiao was shocked because his golden whip couldn't disperse this colorful thundercloud.
In a shock, Lin Xiao's head was extremely big, and if he didn't stop this thundercloud quickly, he would inevitably swallow up the entire mountain range, and then the village, the villagers, and the old village chief would all disappear in this accident.
This result was not what he wanted to see, at first he wanted to use this immortal tribulation that was soaring in the day, and to use the purest power in heaven and earth, but the result deviated from the trajectory.
"Hmph."
Lin Xiao snorted, I didn't believe it.
Then his fists were clenched, and his fists were covered with a thin layer of golden light, and there was a flash of black thunder in the golden light.
A punch came out, with endless power, head-on, like a fairy, bombarded the seven-colored thundercloud.
I thought I could destroy it with one punch, but things were not as lucky as I imagined, and the thunderclouds rolled and highlighted a person in one bite.
The thunderclouds kept spitting out, the rumbling continued, and some figures emerged from the thunder and lightning.
The old village chief's body has long since recovered, and only the last internal organs are missing.
"Benefactor, why don't we stop here, don't risk it for me." The old village chief wanted to open his mouth to speak, but as soon as he finished speaking, he was stopped by Lin Xiao.
"Nonsense, now it's not a matter of stopping, my formation has lost its meaning, and it has been seen through by the thunderclouds, this is to gather all the people of the big opportunity to deal with us."
Lin Xiao frowned, looking at the figures flying out of the sky, all of them were ancient sages.
It looks like it was still when they were ascending that day, and the cultivation was still ups and downs, and there were all kinds of cultivation, which was very in line with the great opportunity of the daytime ascension.
"Not good."
Figures surged in the sky, and one of the men with a sword on his back swooped down, his eyes calm and expressionless.
This one who kills a thousand swords, my formation is seamless, how did the Heavenly Dao discover and see through it.
Lin Xiao couldn't figure it out, so he could only stubbornly swing his fist.
The man moved extremely fast, and at the moment when the sword came out of his body, a thunderbolt in the seven-colored thundercloud slashed directly on the sword.
"Zheng."
The sword slashed across the sky, driving the thunder and lightning to roar, and it was bound to cut Lin Xiao in half.
Lin Xiao looked up unhurriedly, the man's invincible appearance seemed to him how perfect it was, his posture was smooth, and the sword was also a good sword, as if he had become one with the man.
While!
The sword collided with Lin Xiao's fists, and the picture of sparks flying did not appear, nor did the picture of receiving the white blade empty-handed.
It's not that Lin Xiao's skills have degraded, but that the man's skills are too exquisite, and he can't hit a blow, so he actually flees.
The man didn't walk long before he turned around and stabbed again, and the tip of the sword made a thunderstorm and popped when it came into contact with the air.
"No wonder there were so many demons in ancient times, and they practiced so fast, such a big opportunity, I'm afraid few people will encounter it again."
Lin Xiao shook his head and stretched out a finger, he didn't dare to touch the sword, under the impact just now, one made his arm tremble constantly, and this time it was obviously more violent than the last time.
"When."
With his index finger bent, he flicked his hand at the stabbing sword, blocking it.
The man was surprised, a golden light suddenly erupted in his eyes, and the speed of his body increased again, appearing behind Lin Xiao in the blink of an eye.
(End of chapter)