"How to fight, it's not a way!" Huang Wuji, who was fully open, was torn open by the demon-like beast claws on his body, and drops of golden blood were scattered everywhere with violent movements.

Jochi, who had incarnated as a half-dragon man, was completely irrational at this time, like a beast that could only kill and be full of aggression, and any fluctuations in human beings could not be found in him.

Those vertical pupils are like snake eyes, and they want to suck the whole person's soul into it.

"Five thunders hit the top!" Huang Wuji punched only to see that in the void, several thunderbolts appeared out of thin air, and the thunder exploded and the tide roared with electricity, and in an instant, five thunderbolts were wrapped around the golden palm, and the silver lightning was like a dragon scurrying in his hand, crackling and colliding with each other, producing huge sparks, like heavenly might.

The thunder is like the power of the sky, and the dragon is originally a creature above the nine heavens, and it has a certain resistance to the resistance of the thunder. However, at this time, Jochi is not a human or a dragon, as if it is a monster under the combination of dragons and men, and the power of thunder is to destroy all creatures that cannot be tolerated in the world.

Huang Wuji's use of the Thunder Fist is also a risk, I don't know if the half-dragon man in front of him is beyond the boundaries of creatures. The experiment was successful, and the five thunderbolts that were attracted had an instinctive aversion to comfort, and they could feel that the thunder contained a trace of heavenly might, and the power was several times stronger than the power of ordinary thunder.

Jochi also seemed to feel threatened, hiding in the distance in the face of the power of thunder, his indifferent vertical pupils seemed to have encountered a threat, his pupils dilated, and he was ruthless and only had a murderous and murderous state of mind, and at this time there was a threat from thunder.

"Whew!" Jochi roared viciously at Huang Wuji, a pair of vertical pupils just staring at the thunder light scurrying in the palm of his hand, and he wanted to rush up several times, but he was suppressed by the trace of the compelling heavenly power in the thunder.

"Five thunders hit the top!" Five thunderbolts shot out like an electric dragon, seemingly beyond space, beyond time, the electric dragon crossed each other to form a huge power grid, crackling and thundering, the power grid shrouded the entire sky over Jochi, covering the sky and the sun Thunder, the mighty breath was like thousands of troops and horses galloping, overwhelming the power of thunder, with the momentum of the sky and the earth straight down.

Before the power grid touched the ground, the only remaining grass was directly baked into charred ash by the amazing energy emitted by the power grid, and was directly extinguished in the air, and the damp soil on the ground was also baked into scorched earth by the power of thunder, like a grain of sand in the desert, and only the existence of blazing thunder and lightning all around, everything was evaporated.

The power grid was so fast that Jochi was teleporting, running on all fours on the ground, trying to avoid the power grid. Unfortunately, the power grid formed by the thunder was too large, and no matter how wild Jochi ran within a radius of ten miles, he could not escape the fate of being captured.

"Drought and thunder open the sky!" Huang Wuji's whole body spiritual power was mobilized, and for a while, the heavens and the earth changed color, and a huge shadow flew rapidly from the east. It turned out to be a huge dark cloud that stretched for hundreds of miles and covered the entire plain, thunder flashed in the clouds from time to time, bursts of thunder exploded in the ears, as if the end was coming, the sky was like the polar day, and suddenly it darkened, and the surroundings were pitch black, and the five fingers could not be seen.

There were no stars in the sky, only electric light could be seen streaked across the sky from time to time to illuminate the plains.

Jochi was running, trying to escape from the world that terrified him, and the indifferent and thoughtless brain fluctuated violently, as if there was a kind of thoughts constantly colliding and merging, and the terrible beast howl was covered up in the world of thunder.

"Away from the guest, are we going to die!" In the dark plain, Dong Bufan, who was standing more than ten miles away, tightly pulled the corners of his entourage's clothes, his face showed a look of horror, looking at the sky like the end of heaven and earth, with a loud bang, a thunderbolt slammed on the ground not far away, and the surrounding thousands of meters suddenly turned into scorched earth, and the turf was directly evaporated.

The clouds that stretched for hundreds of miles weighed down on everyone's heart like a mountain. This kind of phenomenon has gone beyond the cognition of the Dan Qi realm, it seems that it is not a human means, it makes them seem to be in the deep world of gods, their eyes are full of extreme fear, looking at the figure standing in the middle, like a demon god, standing up to the sky and the earth, and the thunder light passes from time to time, illuminating.

Looking at such a might, Huang Wuji was also stunned, Ben Thunder Fist led to such a change in heaven and earth beyond his imagination. Huang Wuji was self-aware, knowing that such a vision of heaven and earth was not something he could control at all, and everything could only be said to be an accident.

The culprit of everything is Jochi, who is fleeing around like a lost dog in the power grid, if it weren't for the half-dragon and half-human thing against the sky, which angered the heavens' favor for the true dragon clan, there would not be any big pomp and circumstance at all, at most ten miles of clouds.

At this time, Huang Wuji's demon-like figure was deeply imprinted in the hearts of everyone present. At the same time, there is a deep powerlessness, the giant that stands at the center of the apocalypse, whether humanity can still fight.

The power grid trapped Jochi inside, and in the clouds and thunder layers, one after another thunderbolts struck the ground. Fortunately, Jochi's speed is not slow, every time when the thunder is about to concentrate, he will dangerously dodge, as if he has mastered some kind of law, and the figure of dodging the thunder is getting faster and faster, like a fish swimming in the sea, free and happy.

Seeing this phenomenon, Huang Wuji was also stunned, no one knew how fast the speed of the thunder was, but he was very surprised when he watched Jochi dodge the power of the thunder again and again.

Huang Wuji also didn't have the self-confidence, dodging the thunder bombardment as easily as Jochi.

You can't control the clouds that stretch for hundreds of miles, but the power grid that is close at hand is still under control. Huang Wuji's heart moved, he ran thunderously, and he was attached to the power grid from afar, and suddenly a feeling of controlling the power grid as he wanted appeared in his mind. The power grid is composed of thunderous power and a hint of thunder to prevent the escape of the anti-heavenly things.

Huang Wuji controlled the continuous shrinking of the power grid, slowly reducing the range of Jochi's movement. Until, when the ten-mile power grid becomes hundreds of meters, the spiritual power in Huang Wuji's body is no longer enough to support the power grid to continue to shrink, and if it is forcibly reduced, it may cause the power grid to explode due to insufficient spiritual power.

If there is a chain effect in the future, the entire plain will not exist, including Huang Wuji, will be wiped out by endless thunder, disappear from the Qiankun Continent forever, and the ambition of dominating Qiankun will also be destroyed.

The range of three hundred meters is already the limit of Huang Wuji. However, Jochi was still like a fish swimming in water, and the thunder could not hit him at all. Huang Wuji also found that Jochi's originally cold and cruel aura was gradually getting news, the aura of human beings was returning, his eyes were closed, and his hideous cheeks like beasts were slowly relaxed, as if he was enjoying and comprehending.

"He is worthy of being the son of luck, under the protection of luck, even thunder can't kill him!" Huang Wuji looked at Jochi who had comprehended in the power grid in disappointment.

Although Huang Wuji is also the son of luck, the luck of the two is half a catty and eight taels, which is about the same, and it is already a great achievement to be able to force Jochi to run wild and almost become a creature against the sky without wisdom.

However, Huang Wuji still looked at Jochi with the Hope Qi Technique, and suddenly a shocking discovery appeared in his eyes, the original golden luck seemed to be devoured by something at this time, and the color was constantly changing, when the last trace of golden luck was swallowed, the crimson luck like black was also rapidly fading, developing towards normal red luck.

Until, when there were still 50,000 years of red luck left, the speed of devouring finally slowed down. However, the devouring continued, and it didn't stop until forty-five thousand years later, and the red dragon life grid was directly dropped by one level, turning into a red dragon life grid, and the red dragon swimming in the life grid degenerated into a hornless dragon.

Seeing this phenomenon, Huang Wuji smiled, his efforts were not in vain. Although Jochi was not killed. However, the luck and destiny have undergone earth-shaking changes, and unless Jochi can get another heavenly fate, it is even more impossible to recover into golden luck in a short period of time.

Huang Wuji looked at Torre, who was lying in the aftermath of the two of them and blasted out twenty miles away, and the luck on his body also dissipated a lot, and the total amount was still the same as that of Jochi, or even slightly more.

Torrey's Blade was originally a cut below the Red Dragon's Grid, but now that the two were equal, Huang Wuji seemed to have seen a wonderful battle between the dragons and the tigers.

Jochi, as a son of fate, is currently impossible to kill him, but being able to stop his growth is part of the success. The most unexpected thing for Huang Wuji is that the Red Dragon Destiny Grid, which is at the same level as him, has been brutally knocked down to a level, and if he wants to restore the Red Dragon Destiny Grid, he must kill the Seven Princes who have the Worm Jiao Destiny Grid, and complete the devouring before it is possible to recover.

But now, Torre's luck and life are on the same level as Jochi. Jochi wants to kill Torre, and the price he has to pay can be imagined.

Huang Wuji poured all the spiritual power of the seven layers of his body into the power grid using the Thunder Fist, temporarily trapped Jochi in it, his eyes scanned the battlefield, his face suddenly changed, his eyes were solemn, the man in black was actually gone, and Huang Yao was also gone.

Huang Wuji ignored the thunder and flew to a height of hundreds of meters to look down on the battlefield, and finally found Huang Yao's trace on an inconspicuous hill thirty miles away.

Seeing Huang Yao, Huang Wuji secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at the Black Flame Ghost Liao Fei who was standing fifteen miles away, as well as the Red Flame Palm Bai Hongfei brothers, and a few people who stepped forward.

Huang Wuji had not yet changed back to his original form at this time, and his body that shone with golden light like a giant was like an ancient god who had descended on the apocalypse, stepping step by step on the avenue paved with golden light, and came to the front of several people.

Under the coercion of Huang Wuji, which was like the supreme heaven and earth, the Black Flame Ghost Liao Fei, the Red Flame Palm Bai Hongfei brothers, including the Tianhai Shuangxiong on the side, couldn't help but take a few steps back, their eyes did not dare to look directly, and their hearts were mixed with extreme contradictions of rejection and fear.

Huang Wuji's thick fingers pointed at Torre in the distance and said, "Take your master and get out!" Black Flame Ghost Liao Fei and Red Flame Palm Bai Hongfei originally thought that Huang Wuji wanted to make a move, and they were very nervous, but the last words made them relax, and they quickly ran to Torre's side, and saw the master who had his arm cut off and was dying on the ground, and the three of them raised their heads and disappeared without looking back, and the Zhenshi Spirit Weapon didn't dare to think about it.

As for the Tianhai Shuangxiong, Huang Wuji didn't pay attention to it, passed by the two of them, and in a few blinks of an eye, came to the small hill where Huang Yao was. The surroundings of the small hill were already scorched black, but the place where Huang Yao was located was safe and sound, which had to give Huang Wuji a little more thought.

Walking into the small hill, Huang Yao had a long sword emitting purple light in his hand at some point, and the long sword vaguely excluded the thunder from the small hill. Huang Wuji's eyes froze, looking at the purple light long sword, the sword body was simply carved with wisps of lightning-like inscriptions, and the sword body also had a flash of purple light from time to time, and the outside thunder was extremely imaginary.

"Girl, what are you holding in your hand!" Huang Wuji strode to the small hill, hugged Huang Yao and asked.

"I don't know!" Huang Yao replied in a milky voice. Huang Wuji smiled and didn't speak, snatched the purple light long sword, and immediately provoked Huang Yao a little unhappy, but thinking about what he had just done, he lowered his little head and didn't speak.

"Good sword!" Huang Wuji touched the body of the sword, cold and piercing. With a snap, Huang Wuji's fingers were concentrated by a purple lightning, and the entire palm was suddenly paralyzed, and an electric current flowed in the palm.

Ignoring the paralyzed palm, he put the purple light sword into the storage ring, looked at Jochi who was still shrouded in the power grid in the distance, and with a playful smile on his face, he disappeared into the distance with Huang Yao.

When Huang Wuji got the purple light long sword, he found that the long sword was not simple, it was not the heaven-level best long sword he thought, and it seemed to have another mystery.

Dong Bufan and the guests watched Huang Wuji leave, and the two breathed a sigh of relief, the demon-like figure still remained in their hearts at the moment, and they were afraid that Huang Wuji would turn around and kill them.

"Let's go too!" Dong Bufan had a hint of fear in his eyes, but in order to maintain his demeanor as a young master, he forcibly kept his composure and said in a deep voice.

Dong Bufan left with the guests, and the plain returned to its former tranquility. At this time, it should be said that there was a dead silence, leaving only the two heroes of the sky and sea to look at Jochi who was besieged by the power grid and had no choice.

(End of chapter)