046: junk
"What kind of talisman is this?" Jiuyou is now very interested in anything Cheng Jiuyao took out.
"Thunder Talisman." Cheng Jiuyao replied lightly with his two fingers on the talisman.
Jiuyou was about to ask carefully, but he heard Cheng Jiuyao's voice coming. He couldn't hear clearly. He vaguely heard a few words, such as Taiyi and the obedience of the pardon. Cheng Jiuyao spoke very fast, and with his ability, he couldn't hear it seriously. Finally, he listened to Cheng Jiuyao's remarks, "It's like disobeying the emperor's pardon, it's like rebelling against Shangqing."
At this moment, the night was bright and the stars were still shining. In a flash, the wind suddenly rose and the clouds were covered with clouds. Jiuyou only had time to see the talisman fire in Cheng Jiuyao's hand flashed into dust. As the weather changed drastically, then bursts of thunder rolled in, like drums, and lightning tore through the night. Lightning as thick as a finger hit the head and face like a group of snakes dancing.
The incident happened suddenly, and the thunder and lightning came too quickly. Many people on the field were caught off guard. The moment they had low cultivation, they were struck by lightning and fell to the ground, rolling their eyes and falling to the ground.
Those with treasures on their bodies, holding the treasures to resist the thunder, and those without treasures to protect themselves ran around to avoid them, and the field was in an instant.
Cheng Jiuyao looked at the person holding the treasure weapon to control the thunder, and a strange smile appeared on her face.
"It's broken? What kind of thunder? Why is the treasure trove of no damage? Jin Daokun, your Jin family has received so many benefits from me, so I'll give me a ragged thing?"
The Jin family’s weapon refining is the best family in Kunyuan Continent. This is the first time that someone has been scolded by pointing at the nose.
Jin Daokun held a black umbrella in his hand, and the lightning that fell on the umbrella disappeared in an instant, and a faint golden pattern slid across the umbrella.
"Huh? There is actually a treasure trove of formation blessing?" Jiuyou was very surprised. He didn't expect that there would be someone in the Kunyuan Continent who could carve the formation on the treasure trove. Although it was just the lowest method, it was also surprising.
Even if these people claim to be masters, one after another of lightning strikes, it would be useless for these people to use magic weapons to resist.
After all, the mental method forging the magic weapon here is low and cannot withstand the successive lightning strikes. Soon someone shouted that the magic weapon was broken.
Cheng Jiuyao's eyes were fixed on Jin Daokun's black umbrella, and she smiled mockly. After half a cup of tea, the black umbrella also had cracks.
Under the light of lightning, Cheng Jiuyao saw Jin Daokun's face in shock.
Gui Ciyuan avoided aside when the lightning struck, and a bead on his wrist emitted a faint light, resisting the lightning strike.
His eyes looked suspiciously at a corner, and his eyes swept over, and there was nothing dark.
But he clearly felt a little familiar breath. Was he wrong?
Cheng Jiuyao didn't expect Gui Ciyuan to be so sharp. His eyes swept over just now, almost revealing her.
His eyes swept over the beads on Gui Ciyuan's wrist, and Cheng Jiuyao frowned. It was actually a Buddhist relics, with eighteen pieces in a string. No wonder he was not afraid of thunder.
Retracting his gaze, staring at Jin Daokun again, watching him hiding under the eaves in the distance, Cheng Jiuyao took out a breath-catching talisman and stuck it on his body, and galloped over like a windy under his feet.
There were seven or eight people around Jin Daokun, and one of them said, "Third Master, it was a very good day that lightning suddenly flashed and thunder was very strange. Do you think someone was making trouble behind the scenes?"
Chapter completed!