Rumble, rumble!!!
The thunder from the sky continued to fall, one after another, and thousands of miles around were affected by the rolling thunder.
The ground has been blasted to the point of being barren of vegetation, and there are scorched earth and large craters everywhere.
Murong Changsheng, who was under this thundercloud, naturally endured the most thunder.
Every thunderbolt will land on him with incomparable precision.
It’s like he’s fucking aiming.
No matter how much Murong Changsheng dodges, he can't escape. Even if he uses secret techniques to move his body at the moment when the thunder falls, it is useless.
What should be hit will still be hit.
It's just so unreasonable.
Even though Murong Changsheng had Taiyi cultivation level, he was beaten to death after being hacked several times.
"Stop it! Stop it!"
"I can't stand it anymore!"
"Oh my God!"
Murong Changsheng screamed in agony, and his whole body was hit by lightning and fell into a big pit unable to get up.
His face was as black as the bottom of a pot.
But the strange thing is that no matter how hard the thunder struck Murong Changsheng, the excrement on Murong Changsheng's body would never dissipate.
Still firmly attached to Murong Changsheng's body.
Even under the constant bombardment of thunder, the excrement gradually solidified.
It wasn't until all ninety-nine and eighty-one lightning strikes were completed that it finally stopped.
The thunder disappeared.
The dark clouds dispersed.
The sky cleared again.
Murong Changsheng, who was lying on the ground in despair, could not help but cry with joy as he survived the disaster.
"Oh my god! You have spared me, Murong Changsheng!"
Murong Changsheng wiped his face and shook off the charred flesh on his face, and the injuries on his body struck by lightning quickly healed.
After all, he is the Taiyi Golden Immortal, even though he was badly hit by the ninety-nine and eighty-one thunderbolts.
But as long as he doesn't die, his injuries can be recovered quickly.
Unless these thunders contain the power of the Great Dao, it is not as simple as being injured.
Being struck eighty-one times by the thunder that contained the power of the great avenue, it was enough to kill Murong Changsheng.
Taiyi's fate was destroyed.
Murong Changsheng slowly climbed up from the ground and glanced at the sky with lingering fear.
Seeing that the thunderclouds had really dispersed, he was truly relieved.
Phew~
"It's so strange! Why did I suffer such an unreasonable disaster?"
"Is it possible that I was destined to have this calamity?"
Murong Changsheng thought to himself.
suddenly.
Murong Changsheng felt a strange itching on his head.
not good!
Have a brain!
wrong!
I'm going to get sores!
Murong Changsheng couldn't help but scratch his head wildly, and the itchy feeling was somewhat relieved.
And the harder I hold it, the more comfortable I feel.
"not good!"
Murong Changsheng felt excited in his heart and quickly stopped scratching his hands.
But as soon as I stopped, that strange itching feeling on my head came again.
And it's more intense.
It was as if there were countless little ants gnawing wantonly under Murong Changsheng's scalp.
Now it's not just itchy, but also a little painful.
"Is this me poisoned?"
Murong Changsheng couldn't help but become suspicious.
Otherwise, why would my head feel so painful and itchy for no reason?
And the more you catch it, the more powerful it gets.
Isn't this poisoning?
Murong Changsheng quickly circulated his immortal energy, hoping to resolve the poison he had been poisoned by.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried, the pain on his head kept getting stronger and stronger.
He quickly slapped his forehead, his eyes flew out of their sockets, and he looked at his head.
As a result, Murong saw on the spot that there was not much hair left on his head.
Top and back of head
The spoon was covered with numerous small sores.
Just like a toad.
And it's red and swollen.
If anyone else sees it, they will definitely get goosebumps.
Even Murong Changsheng himself was shocked.
I just feel my scalp is numb.
Oh no.
Now his scalp can only itch, not feel numb at all.
"What kind of poison is this? Is it so powerful? Even my Taiyi cultivation level is unbearable?"
Murong Changsheng was extremely panicked.
Although the sore on the top of my head is not fatal, it is very painful and itchy.
Whether it's disgusting or not, it doesn't matter.
He didn't care that he was covered in excrement, so how could he care if the sores on his head would affect his image?
"Wait a minute! Could it be that I was inadvertently poisoned when I was on the top of the Shuiyue Sect? Did the poison take hold at this moment?"
Murong Changsheng couldn't help but have such speculation in his mind.
But before Murong Changsheng could think about it, he felt something was wrong with his feet.
Take a closer look.
I saw streams of pus seeping out of the boots.
It also gave off a strong fishy smell.
It complemented the smell of excrement on Murong Changsheng's body and blended with each other to create an even more wonderful smell.
To be continued...