Chapter 1092: Turning the Eye (1st Update)
I have a talisman treasure, and I specialize in restraining these nine heavenly thunder drums, otherwise, I will already be like Cao Zhenghui at this time.
Cao Zhenghui's face was red as drunk, his eyes were blurred, his body staggered, and he barely stood in place.
Each of these Nine Heavens Thunder Drums seemed to sound from the depths of his mind, directly shaking the sea of spirits.
Cao Zhenghui's spiritual sea had already had a tsunami, and the violent spiritual power made him have a headache, and his head seemed to explode into a broken watermelon.
He fought his fate to resist.
But this drum sound came from the depths of his mind, and Yuan Li couldn't interfere with it at all, and no matter how much he exercised, it didn't help.
His shaky reason told him that if he continued like this, he would definitely explode.
Not only did he explode, but one hundred and eight great masters also exploded, and Tianluo Mountain was going to destroy both Zhou Aoshuang and his own Baiyun Peak.
I am really too tender, too naΓ―ve, what alliance do I believe, I believe in Tianluo Mountain!
"Ahββ!h
The body suddenly shone white.
A white light in his chest shot at the three old men beating the drum.
Li Chengkong sat on top of Qinglian, his eyes slightly closed, and his hands were sealed.
His hands emitted a hazy golden light, and this golden light spread out, enveloping Zhou Aoshuang's entire spiritual sea, and even spreading out.
The golden light around Zhou Aoshuang came from him.
He suddenly opened his eyes at this time and said lightly: "It's time to fight back!"
Zhou Aoshuang agreed, and a flash of green light shot out of Luo Sleeve.
At this time, the white light hit the three old men, but they were shocked by an invisible force, and when the white light swept away, the green light had arrived.
"Whew!" green light passed through an old man's chest.
The old man's eyes widened.
Under the support of the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum, it will be hit!
He looked down and saw a streak of blood at the mouth of his heart, and the blood was rapidly gushing out and then splattering.
"Uh......" he snorted, and darkness quickly surged in front of him, swallowing him up, and he fell down with a "bang", and the thunder drum of the Nine Heavens also "banged" to the ground.
The remaining two old men slammed into the cracks.
"Boom!"
The two of them spewed blood arrows and fell to the ground limply.
Li Chengkong sat in Zhou Aoshuang's spiritual sea, knotted his handprints on the green lotus, and gathered a huge spiritual power to guard it.
At this time, the whole body is full of golden light.
The golden light instantly overflowed the sea of spirit, and then overflowed, gushing out of Zhou Aoshuang's body, and the original faint golden light became rich until it became like substance.
It was as if a real huge golden bowl was clasping her.
I couldn't see her figure clearly, only a golden light like substance.
"Snort!"
The green light lightly swept through the two old men who vomited blood, piercing their hearts, and then burrowed back into the golden light, back into her sleeves.
The corners of Qin Qian's mouth also had blood on them, not only because he was distressed that his talisman treasure had been destroyed, but also because he felt sorry for the three elders who had died.
These three elders have spent their lives cultivating the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum, listening to the drums and listening to the thunder and thunder, so that they can control the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum and exert the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum.
Once they die, it will be difficult to exert the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder Drum.
The golden light slowly faded, and then converged on Zhou Aoshuang's body, revealing her graceful figure.
She looked at everyone lightly and shook her head: "Ask for your own hardship!"
She glanced at the distance with clear eyes, Chen Zhengting and they were already unconscious, and their breath was dying, and they were afraid that they would die soon.
She tapped three fingers.
The three Heavenly Machines struck the three of them from afar, silently sinking into the bodies of the three people, making their faint vitality skyrocket in an instant.
She looked at Cao Zhenghui who was being supported and Qin Qian, who was holding on to his mouth, and Qin Qian, who had blood on the corner of his mouth and a miserable face.
She snorted, "What else is there to say?"
Cao Zhenghui was being supported by an old man, and he couldn't stand at all.
The old man's body was like a ghost, appearing silently, standing silently, like a phantom, not existing in the world.
Cao Zhenghui gritted his teeth, his face distorted, and his infinite resentment was like a monstrous wave, trying to crush himself.
Zhou Aoshuang didn't bother to say anything, and looked at Qin Qian.
She could vaguely guess Cao Zhenghui's thoughts, especially when Cao Zhenghui was glaring at Qin Qian fiercely, as if he was going to eat him.
Qin Qian sighed.
"Dead ββ!" roared angrily, and Cao Zhenghui pounced on Qin Qian.
Qin Qian fluttered lightly, avoiding his pounce, and shook his head, "Sect Master Cao, what are you doing!"
"I want you to dieββ!" Cao Zhenghui was as fierce as a ghost and continued to pounce.
His eyes were bloodshot and turned blood-red, and his distorted face and desperate momentum made him as terrifying as a ghost.
Qin Qian didn't care about swaying his body lightly, avoiding his attack, and smiled: "Sect Master Cao, I understand your feelings, but it doesn't have to be like this. β
"I'm going to kill you!" Cao Zhenghui only had this one thought.
Zhou Aoshuang forced his way onto Baiyun Peak, he was just angry, and he also had killing intent, but he never had such a strong killing intent that he must kill.
Cao Zhenghui turned his head and shouted at the old man standing in place: "What are you doing in a daze, kill him!"
"Sect Master......" The withered old man hesitated.
As a shadow guard, his mission is to protect the sect master, and to protect the sect master at the last moment to leave, so that the sect master can get out safely.
The previous sect master, he had already been killed before he could act, which made him extremely painful, and it was already a dereliction of duty, and this sect master was even more uneasy.
He just wants to forcibly take Cao Zhenghui away now, so as not to die again.
Zhou Aoshuang was eyeing the tiger, and he had to fight hard with Qin Qian.
Cao Zhenghui is not Qin Qian's opponent at all, and now he is mad, if he changes it in normal times, he will never fight it.
"What's the matter, my sect master doesn't work?" Cao Zhenghui glared at him: "Don't treat me as a sect master now?"
"Sect Master......" The withered old man shook his head helplessly: "Let's look at the situation, there is no need to fight him." β
"I must kill him!" Cao Zhenghui gritted his teeth and said, "If you don't listen, go aside!"
"Hehe......" Qin Qian shook his head and smiled: "Why is Sect Master Cao so angry, it is just right for our two families to work together to kill her." β
"I'd rather kill you first. Cao Zhenghui pounced again.
This time, the withered old man could only rush forward and rush towards Qin Qian before Cao Zhenghui.
Behind Qin Qian, a person appeared, but it was a young man, with a mediocre appearance and a thin body, but he shook the withered old man away with one palm.
"This is the secret guard of our Tianluo Mountain. Qin Qian smiled and said to Cao Zhenghui: "Don't fight, Zhou Aoshuang is still alive, let's make trouble first, isn't it a joke." β
"I have to kill you!" Cao Zhenghui pounced.
Qin Qian sighed and slapped his palm.
"Bang!" Cao Zhenghui flew into the air, spurting bloody arrows and shooting in the direction of Zhou Aoshuang.
Zhou Aoshuang pointed out lightly.
"Stop!" Chen Zhengting hissed, "Miss Zhou!"
The finger force hit Cao Zhenghui.
Cao Zhenghui was stunned.
He originally thought that he would definitely die, but he didn't expect that when his fingers came to him, the churning blood in his body calmed down.
This finger turned into a warm force that enveloped him.
Zhou Aoshuang slapped his palm again.
"Bang!" Cao Zhenghui changed direction and flew towards Qin Qian.
Cao Zhenghui's face was gloomy, he glared at Qin Qian coldly, and at the same time pressed out a palm.
Qin Qian sighed: "Why bother. β
He met this palm lightly, not wanting to kill Cao Zhenghui.
He wanted to calm Cao Zhenghui's anger first, as the sect master, Cao Zhenghui would quickly figure it out, the overall situation was the most important, and his personal will was the last.
"Bang!" the two palms intersected, and Qin Qian flew up in shock.
He never expected Cao Zhenghui's palm to be so majestic and pure, he couldn't resist it, and he couldn't help flying out.
Cao Zhenghui's cultivation is tantamount to a twofold skyrocket.
Cao Zhenghui landed steadily with a sneer.
This palm of his own kneaded the strength of his lifelong cultivation and Zhou Aoshuang, how could Qin Qian, who should have been cut by a thousand cuts, be able to stop it!
Zhou Aoshuang appeared in the air in a flash, slapped the mediocre-looking young man with one palm, and slapped Qin Qian with the other.