Chapter 279: Purple Divine Thunder
The Xuanwu camp is a little larger than the other three camps, and because it is adjacent to Izumo Prefecture, which has the largest number of monks, the streets are full of people, so it is not lively. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
When the fairy sword burst out with a scorching golden light, several figures suddenly flew out of the camp, standing high in the air, looking at the land of Tainan.
Penghua Zhenjun's eyes were full of surprise, and he whispered to a young man with a clear face beside him: "The power is so amazing, I'm afraid that an immortal weapon has been born!"
The young man's eyes were pale, he stretched out his fingers, and frowned slightly: "It seems that a big change has happened inside, and I feel a little wrong." Penghua, what can you see with your infinite eyes?"
Penghua Zhenjun shook his head: "Divine sense and divine power can't penetrate the wind barrier. Tai Fangchen, your celestial sense is not good? My daughter is still inside. ā
The golden light suddenly flashed, and I saw that the blue sky and white sun suddenly surged, and the huge waves of the Sea of Howling Wind, which was originally peaceful, suddenly rose. And in the sky above the land of Tainan, a black cloud vortex gradually appeared, and the center of the vortex was the place of golden light.
The young man's face changed slightly: "Oops, this is the ...... that caused the thunder tribulation to descend into the world."
Before the words fell, an extremely thick purple divine thunder slashed down from the center of the whirlpool!
......
From the beginning, when the fairy sword flew into the sky, Liu Qinghuan only heard the woman in red whisper something that she didn't understand, and the red dress flew and chased after her.
As soon as the sleeves of the woman in red were raised, black qi suddenly rolled in the entire Tainan Immortal Sect, and countless thick chains flew out from everywhere, and the sound of cheering was endless, all of which were wrapped around the immortal sword in the sky.
The aura of Haoran became more and more majestic with the burst of golden light, and those chains dissipated and became invisible under the golden light before they could get close.
The fairy sword became more and more angry, and when the wind and clouds surged, there was a loud click, and the purple divine thunder fell from the sky!
The indifferent woman in red finally changed color, her thick and flowing long hair suddenly curled up towards her, and in an instant, she wrapped her entire body in it and retreated sharply to the side.
The purple divine thunder seemed to have eyes, and as she moved, it turned in a direction, and it slashed at her in an instant!
Liu Qinghuan and Lele, who had been paying close attention to the situation, trembled violently, although they were protected in a ball of golden light, but the divine thunder that seemed to destroy everything exploded above their heads, and one or two beams of purple lightning came straight towards them.
Liu Qinghuan stood up suddenly, pushed Lele away, and reached out to hold the silver-black scabbard on the stone platform!
He knew that if he didn't resist, he would definitely die! Even if those two bundles of purple thunder looked as small as a gossamer, if he wanted to bombard a low-level monk like him, I was afraid that there would not even be scum left.
And there was nothing on his body that could withstand the divine thunder, and he didn't seem to think about it, so he held the scabbard inserted in the stone. With a slight force in his hand, the scabbard that he couldn't pull out before was pulled out by him and blocked it on his head!
The purple thunder that had rushed to the front of him instantly drilled into the scabbard, and Liu Qinghuan only felt that his arm began to be numb, and it swept through his body in the blink of an eye.
"Liu Qinghuan!" Lele, who had rolled twice on the ground, was startled, and wanted to pounce on it.
Liu Qinghuan's body was covered with a trace of electric light, green smoke came out of his head, trembling like a sheep's madness, and he barely opened his mouth: "No...... Don't come here!"
Lele burst into tears and whimpered: "Liu Qinghuan, are you a fool, why are you so ......stupid?"
Liu Qinghuan was so shocked that her eyes rolled and she finally couldn't bear it and fainted.
He seemed to have a dream, in which a cyan lotus flower floated around him, and a faint phantom sat in the lotus and scolded: "You stupid pig and stupid fool, where are you hiding my Qingluan!"
Liu Qinghuan was startled and sat up suddenly!
"Liu Qinghuan, are you awake?" Lele's surprised voice sounded in his ears, her face was still full of tears, and her eyes were full of worry: "How do you feel, is there anything wrong?"
Liu Qinghuan raised his right hand and found that he was still holding the scabbard tightly, and his palm was scorched black. He looked inward and smiled soothingly, "I'm fine." ā
Looking up again, the sky was clear, there were no clouds and no wind, and the entire Tainan Immortal Sect was extremely quiet.
Liu Qinghuan stood up with the scabbard: "How long have I fainted? What about the fairy sword? What about the woman in red?"
Seeing that he was fine, Lele happily stood up: "Not long, you were in a coma for about a quarter of an hour. As for the fairy sword, after slashing the woman in red, it flew away, and I don't know where it flew. The woman in red was seriously injured, half of her body was scorched black, and she vomited several mouthfuls of blood. But even so, she refused to give up and ran after the fairy sword. ā
Liu Qinghuan was speechless, looked at the scabbard in his hand, and was a little afraid. Fortunately, most of the two purple rays were blocked by the scabbard, and he only suffered a little aftermath, otherwise it was a question of whether he could still stand and speak now.
He muttered, "The fairy sword ran away without a scabbard......"
Lele regained his liveliness again, and grinned: "If you don't want it, you can keep it, maybe when it will fly back to you, you can have more swords." Let me tell you, that sword is so powerful, before leaving, the golden light swept across the land, and many ghosts running around outside were wiped out because of it. ā
Liu Qinghuan smiled and waved his sword scabbard: "Are you sure you don't want to?"
Lele stuck out his tongue: "I don't want it, but you have to accompany me to that valley to have a look." ā
Now that most of the ghosts have escaped, the Misty Valley should be a lot safer. In addition, Liu Qinghuan also wanted to go down to investigate, so he nodded.
He looked inwardly at the Qinglian karmic fire in the dantian, and thought of the short dream before, thoughtfully.
After a little tidying up, the two flew towards the valley.
As soon as you enter the valley, you will be surrounded by an extremely rich ghostly aura, and your eyes will hardly be able to see here.
They cautiously walked down the valley, encountering only a few low-level ghosts along the way, but it was quite smooth.
The valley was very cold, and all the barely surviving plants and trees were black and shiny, and even the water that flowed through it was a little cold.
Soon they reached the bottom of the valley, where a deep crack lay in front of them, and a cold wind blew from it.
Lele leaned over to look inside, and muttered, "It's scary to look at." ā
Liu Qinghuan probed down, went down first, and advised: "You just follow me." ā
The crack is not wide, but it is extremely deep. As the two of them went deeper, the faint light above their heads was slowly soaked in darkness.
Lele suddenly let out a small exclamation and flew to the side of the mountain wall, where there was a shiny black spirit grass.
She picked it and showed it to Liu Qinghuan: "Look, Yin Lu Grass." ā
Liu Qinghuan nodded casually, focusing all his attention below. The surroundings became colder and colder, and hoarfrost gradually appeared on the mountain walls, and the breath turned white.
After falling for another distance, Liu Qinghuan suddenly grabbed Lele: "Don't run around, that spatial crack is on the mountain wall on the left side below." ā
Lele looked at his feet, but saw nothing but the rolling mist: "Where is it?"
Liu Qinghuan pulled her and slowly leaned over.
I saw a broken gap more than two zhang wide and five or six zhang long on the mountain wall, and the yin wind was swishing outward, and inside was darkness that even the divine sense could not penetrate.
The closer they got, the greater the suction, and the shields on both of them were pulled out of shape.
Liu Qinghuan said: "Let's stop here, I'm afraid that if you get closer, you will be pulled in, and the space crack should be here." ā