"Before the death of Shi Qing Lei Buddha, there was a commandment not to let go to others who are not his inheritors. Even though you have practiced the Buddha's sect, you are no exception. If you want to force your way in, please forgive the rudeness of this poor monk."
The leader of the Thunder Monk said in a deep voice.
"Okay, then let me see what the methods left by the ancient Buddha Shi Qing are like." Lu Xiaotian held up his palm, and seven demon-suppressing towers floated forward one after another. The majestic demon-suppressing towers were used in Lu Xiaotian's hands.
When he came out, he looked as light as a feather.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh….
The leader of the thunder giant monk jumped up, as fast as lightning. The long stick made of purple electricity in the thunder monk's hand was accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, and it swung fiercely towards the vital part of Lu Xiaotian's brain.
As soon as the leader of the thunder and lightning monks took action, the other seventeen monks also followed suit. The purple lightning Buddha sticks in their hands swung like eighteen dragons, fiercely attacking all the vital points of Lu Xiaotian's body.
Now that we have arrived here, we will not return without success. With a thought from Lu Xiaotian, seven demon-suppressing towers fell from the sky. Looking around, no matter how fiercely the eighteen purple electric Buddha sticks outside attacked, the demon-suppressing towers always stood firm at seven.
Square, like a rock in the sea, no matter how rough the waves are, I remain unmoved.
Bang bang bang... One after another, the purple electric Buddhist sticks hit the Demon Suppression Tower one after another, making a dull sound. That seemingly heavy stick, which electrocuted dragons and snakes, left no trace on the tower.
One way.
Only the huge shock made Lu Xiaotian's body surge with energy and blood.
"It's such a strong force. If this continues, I will definitely not be able to hold it up first." Lu Xiaotian groaned. In Lu Xiaotian's eyes, the strength of the eighteen thunder monks who acted together was even stronger than Ye Qianxun's lotus clone.
Take a piece out.
But on the first day of the new year, Lu Xiaotian also discovered the weakness of these eighteen thunder monks. Shi Qing Lei Buddha left these more than ten thunder monks as a means to resist external risks. Although these eighteen thunder monks have certain intelligence,
But he is not a true monk after all. The source of his power is the countless purple electricity in the void.
Separate the connection between the eighteen thunder monks and the power of purple electricity in the void, or slow down the speed at which the eighteen thunder monks replenish their strength. In the process of constant fighting, the eighteen thunder monks have become the source of waterlessness, and their strength
Gradually decline. When the time comes, it can be broken.
Bang bang…….
The long sticks in the hands of the Eighteen Thunder Monks hit the Demon Suppression Tower one after another, making a dull sound. Lu Xiaotian was so shocked that his eyesight blurred. He knew that he didn't have much time, so he no longer wasted the opportunity. He stretched out his hand and threw it, and a nine-ring lightning rod was drawn.
Suspended in the air, the power of purple electricity in the void surged towards the Nine-ring Lightning Needle for an instant. Most of the power of lightning that was supposed to be supplied to the Eighteen Thunder Monks was naturally diverted.
The face of the Eighteenth Thunder Monk suddenly changed drastically, and he realized that the situation would be unfavorable if he delayed for too long. He shouted loudly, and several of the thunder sticks, like dragons, got through the blockade of the seven demon-suppressing towers one after another, and whipped towards Lu Xiaotian quickly.
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Even with Lu Xiaotian's speed, he couldn't avoid several thunder sticks attacking from all sides at the same time.
Bang bang bang... The four thunder sticks hit Lu Xiaotian's back, chest, waist and other parts at the same time, but they were bounced away one after another.
Lu Xiaotian's body surface shone with an ancient silver aura.
"What a powerful body-protecting magic weapon! Get out!" When the leader of the Lei Monk saw that the situation was not good, he immediately shouted and turned into a bolt of lightning, disappearing into nothingness along with the other Lei Monks.
What a powerful Duan. When Lu Xiaotian saw these Thunder Monks disappearing, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. If it weren't for the nine-ring lightning rod that cut off the roots of more than ten Thunder Monks, he might not be a match for these Thunder Monks.
What defeats these thunder monks is not relying on their own strength, but the green fruit barrier and the nine-ring lightning rod, allowing them to move freely in this lightning field and defeat the enemy to victory.
Since he had the means to restrain the opponent, Lu Xiaotian was naturally not afraid. The position where these thunder monks had just submerged into the Thunder Palace fell into his eyes. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm to take back the Demon Suppression Tower and also submerged into the Thunder Palace.
"Purple iris grass!"
"Thunder Waterfall Bamboo!"
Entering the majestic Thunder Palace, the ground and walls were filled with arcs of electricity. Along some corridors, under the steps, and in small pavilions, Lu Xiaotian saw several rare thunder-type spiritual plants.
Lu Xiaotian reached out and took a shot in the air, trying to pocket the thunder spirit plants in front of him. The thunder spirit plants in front of him suddenly began to move, and in the blink of an eye they disappeared into the Lei Pavilion in the distance, or at the end of the walk.
The electric arc flashed before my eyes, and in the blink of an eye it changed, turning into a thunder waterfall falling from my eyes.
"A blinding technique?" It doesn't really look like it, but it can be seen that it is an extremely powerful formation.
Lu Xiaotian frowned. The electric arcs traveling around were extremely powerful. In this situation, even if the boundary-breaking insects were released, the effect would not be very good.
"Since it is a formation, there is a way to break it." Lu Xiaotian was not impatient and began to walk around. Even if he did not rely on the world-breaking insects, Lu Xiaotian had studied the formation for so long, and his understanding of the formation was extraordinary.
Moreover, many of the arrangements made by Shi Qing Lei Buddha were aimed at the many ghosts and monsters in the place where souls are buried, but they never expected that a person who practiced the Buddhist teachings would come to invade the palace.
For Lu Xiaotian, who has practiced the "Maha Buddhani Sutra", although he is not as free as the eighteen thunder monks here, in fact, the impact on him is relatively small.
In this Thunder Palace, in addition to some thunder spiritual plants, there are also some standing or lying thunder monks, some of which are fake, and some of whom have fought against Lu Xiaotian before.
It's just that the surface is full of wandering tongues of electric light, and once your spiritual consciousness touches it, you will feel a burning sensation like an electric shock. Even Lu Xiaotian can't tell the authenticity from the fake.
Often when Lu Xiaotian gets too close, the Thunder Monk will rise up and attack Lu Xiaotian. Some of them are fake, and even Lu Xiaotian is very annoying. The attack speed of these Thunder Monks is extremely fast. Fortunately, Lu Xiaotian can defend himself.
His strength is not low, he uses it as he sees it, and continues to penetrate deeper into the Thunder Palace.
Along the way, Lu Xiaotian saw through most of the arrangements in the Thunder Palace, and Lu Xiaotian forced his way through some of them.
Until one day, my eyes suddenly opened up, and the rolling thunder clouds in front of me almost touched the ground of Lei Palace.'
It gives people a sense of huge pressure as the sky collapses and the earth collapses. A slightly fat old man with long eyebrows sits cross-legged in the thunder cloud, with thunder and lightning like dragons, entrenched around his body. The old man with long eyebrows has no breath at all.
The pressure on Lu Xiaotian was not nearly as high as that of Ye Qianxun and the Nine-Eyed Demon Owl.
In front of the old man with long eyebrows, there is a woman with green feathers all over her body. To be precise, she is a monster. Her wings are joined together, like an old monk in meditation. Her back is to Lu Xiaotian, with a pious look on her face.
"Amitabha, this is the only time in my life for a poor nun to have such magical power. I don't know how to call the donor." The green warbler's voice was extremely old.