At this time, Lang Fei's condition was not good. He fell to the ground and looked at the five dragons in the sky. The ghost boy's heart was filled with panic. Although the other party Qinghan attached great importance to it, it seemed that he had underestimated it too much.
Even a late-stage foundation-building monk may not be able to break the large formation. www
"Ho, ho..." Lang Fei turned his head with difficulty, his chest was rising and falling, and he was breathing heavily. The images of the four spirits became clearer and clearer, and just one look at them felt like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.
"Hey..." Starting from the south, roars came one after another. Lang Fei felt the stinging pain in his eardrums. He was so frightened that he held his head with both hands to protect his ears. After the four spirits roared, the Dharma image suddenly moved.
Then a circle of colored light swayed behind its head.
The red bird is red, the black basalt is black, the green dragon is dark, and the white tiger is silky. The four colors of light flash for a moment, then suddenly turn into four fantasy lightsabers, which go straight to the people in the formation.
Lang Fei couldn't move or speak at this moment, and his eyes were too hard to open due to the flash of light. He just let the four lightsabers shot by Fei pierce the top door.
"Oh" there was a cry of exclamation from the audience, "Sir!" Xue Ya's eyes instantly turned red and she was about to cry.
"Xue Ya, don't panic, Brother Fei hasn't been hurt yet." Seeing this, Yun Han grabbed Xue Ya, who was about to run, and said to comfort her.
Hearing this, Xue Ya was stunned. She raised her head and looked closely at the stage. She saw Lang Fei sitting cross-legged and there was no trace of the four lightsabers. "Ah? Where are the four lightsabers?"
Yun Han smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "I only saw the four lightsabers flashing in front of Brother Fei, and then disappeared. Don't worry, judging from his situation at this time, it should be nothing serious.
Besides, Grand Master Xuan Yu's uncle won't just sit back and watch him get hurt by the big formation, so you and I should relax and wait for the result." After hearing this, Xue Ya nodded slightly and returned to the viewing platform to calm down.
After all, the two of them were short-sighted and did not know how dangerous Lang Fei's situation was at this moment. At that time, the four lightsabers flashed in front of his face, turned into miniature versions of the four spirits, and burrowed into his forehead.
As soon as they enter the sea of consciousness, the four spirits immediately show their ferocious looks. The Suzaku turns into a ball of ethereal flames, the Green Dragon turns into a shining thunder, the Xuanwu turns into a piece of black ice with rising mist, and the White Tiger turns into a roaring tornado.
"Ho, ho..." Lang Fei felt a splitting headache, and his mind was churning endlessly, accompanied by bursts of severe stinging. If he had the cultivation level of the Refining Realm, he would see the sea of consciousness within the four directions.
The spiritually transformed things were wreaking havoc in it, turning his small space into chaos.
Pain came in waves, and Lang Fei felt he gradually lost himself. He could feel nothing else except pain, as if his entire soul had drifted away from his body.
From the outside, Lang Fei looked calm and his posture was natural. But inside his mind, everything was turned upside down. The four spiritual phenomena had destroyed him everywhere. There were fire, ice mist, evil wind, and the blue thunder wandering everywhere.
"Ka, ka..." A sound came, and Lang Fei felt the pain was even worse. The severe pain had pushed him to the edge of collapse. However, his consciousness was still very clear, and he could only endure a wave of pain.
The impact of the wave and the bone-piercing pain.
"Ah!" Lang Fei roared in the void, and for the first time he felt that living was a kind of torture. Fortunately, he couldn't control his body at this time, otherwise, he would have killed himself by wiping his neck.
At this time, his sea of consciousness had reached the edge of fragmentation, and its gray-brown barrier was covered with spider-like cracks. But the four spirits continued to collide in all directions.
There was a crisp sound of "clang", and Lang Fei felt a sharp pain in the depths of his soul. His spirit felt as if he had been hit hard, and his vision suddenly went dark. "Are you going to faint? In this case, you should be considered free?"
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"Hmph, just Xuan Lei wants to take the Taoist master's life?" A voice came straight to the bottom of his heart. Lang Fei opened his eyes with all his strength. In the mist, he saw a handsome Taoist standing in the distance with one finger pointing to the sky. Looking closely, he had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes.
He has a high nose, a square mouth, slender limbs, and a well-proportioned figure. He has a moon-white flying fairy crown on his head, and wears a crow-blue flying feather coat, and wears brocade silk boots that reach the sky.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lang Fei struggled to turn his head and followed his gaze. He saw that the sky was covered with dark clouds, and the sound was like a rolling wave. A dark thunder suddenly flashed across. It was several feet long and several feet wide.
As much as three feet.
"Ah!" Lang Fei exclaimed, thinking that the scene created by the Five Directions, Five Spirits, Mysterious Yuan, and One Qi Absolute Yin Formation was already extraordinary, but compared with the scene in the sky at this moment, it was really nothing and could not be compared.
The ink-colored thunder flickered in and out of the clouds, like a black elf in the waves, adding a bit of mystery to this terrifying scene.
"This..." Lang Fei was puzzled. He looked at the scene in the sky and then at the Taoist in Qingyi who looked calm and calm, and a feeling of admiration suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Nine Tribulations Thunder, if you want the Tao Master's life, come and take it head on, don't hide your head and tail like this."
As if he was angered by the words of Taoist Qingyi, during the writhing, the mysterious thunder actually transformed into a dragon head, then a torso, dragon claws, and dragon tail.
"Good guy, I'm afraid that the Four Spirits Dharma Appearance just now is a million miles away from this Thunder Dragon." Lang Fei stared blankly at the big thing as black as ink in the sky, feeling extremely horrified in his heart.
With a loud roar of "Ang", the thunder dragon swung its tail and instantly turned into a black streak, rushing down from the clouds. Wisps of black hairsprings shot out from around it, splitting the void into tiny cracks.
"The crack in the void is actually a crack in the void!" Lang Fei's heart stirred up huge waves. Let's not talk about how powerful the thunder dragon is. Just a ray of lightning scattered by it can split the void. This scene is really amazing.
He was shocked.
"Huh? When did you start feeling again?" Realizing that he could control his body again, Lang Fei hurriedly lowered his head and looked, and saw that his body was now filled with fluidity and fluidity, showing a translucent fluid quality.
"Why is this so? Why is this so? Where am I? Where on earth is this?" He raised his hand to touch his body, but it was like nothing passed through him. Lang Fei panicked for a moment. He saw that there was no jade platform under his feet, nor did he look around.
Found the numerous disciples watching the battle.
"You, who are you? Where is this place?" As if grasping for the last straw, Lang Fei screamed hysterically and ran straight towards the Taoist priest in Qingyi.
"Hmph, you're welcome." The Taoist priest in Qingyi spoke, but his target was not Lang Fei, but the thunder dragon that fell from the sky.
"I, I... am I dead? This is the underworld?" Lang Fei passed through the Taoist's body like a ghost without encountering any obstacles.
"No, no, how can there be a sky in the underworld, and how can there be dark clouds in the sky, let alone the thunder as black as ink."
"Ang!" Another roar that shook the sky brought the helpless Lang Fei back to the scene in front of him. After regaining his composure, Lang Fei followed the sound and saw that the thunder dragon was less than ten feet away from the ground, and the strong wind around him was shaking.
The ground is rustic and covered with yellow sand.
Black arcs of electricity overflowed from the thunder dragon's mouth, and the two horns on its head turned into two thunder swords, which rushed towards the Qingyi Taoist with a series of thunder.
"Hmph, Shuiyun Shackles." The Qingyi Taoist's face remained unchanged, and he held his palm lightly, and a small version of the sea of clouds actually appeared on it.
The Taoist kept chanting mantras in his mouth, and the sea of clouds gradually grew larger. Silks of cloud energy lingered from above, and they were entangled into twist-shaped chains, heading towards the thunder dragon from bottom to top.
"Roar" The thunder dragon seemed to be enraged. It roared, and thunderbolts as thick as a bowl erupted from it. In the blink of an eye, they hit the chain formed by cloud silk and both disappeared without a trace.
One was destroyed and the other was reborn. The chain was supported by the sea of clouds. Once it was split by the lightning spit out by the thunder dragon, it would be reborn again.
I was anxious for a long time, and there were more and more chains in front of me. The Thunder Dragon was unable to continue, and gradually became unable to do what it wanted. It was accidentally entangled in a cloud chain at the tail. In the blink of an eye, the chain turned into a cloud dragon, twisting its body and wrapping directly towards the trunk of the Thunder Dragon.
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More and more chains seized the gaps and attacked the body. The thunder dragon suddenly roared, and then breathed out thunder, turning around and tearing apart the chains of cloud energy with the thunder horns on its head and the electric claws under its body.
"My dear, who is this Taoist? Where did you get such a sea of clouds?" Shocked by the fight in front of him, Lang Fei stared blankly at the sea of clouds that was still getting bigger. At this time, its width had already exceeded what Yunxia Sect had seen. If it weren't for
In order to gain an advantage in the fight with the Thunder Dragon, it was hanging sideways in the air. At this moment, it was probably that the sky had already been blocked and the sun could not tell the difference between day and night.
At this time, Lang Fei was somewhat glad that he was not a real person. If his true form were here again, he would be hundreds of feet away from where the two were fighting, and he would probably have been crushed to pieces by the aftermath of the fight.
Seeing that the Taoist's magic formulas were constantly changing, and he was still chanting some spells in his mouth, Lang Fei suddenly became more active again. "Such a mysterious method, if I steal one or two from my master and have the opportunity to go back in the future, how can I?"
You can no longer act recklessly."
Lang Fei walked forward slowly with his thoughts in mind, and as he approached the Qingyi Taoist, he gradually heard what he said. However, there were no spells at all. Instead, he was cursing and swearing.
"I'm treating you like a fool seeking death. The last time I went to the Thunder Pond to get some thunder water for general use, you were forced to wait for me. I had no way to go to heaven and no way to go to the earth. I didn't dare to lead you to the lower world. That would be against the laws of heaven."
In the end, if Luo Zhi, the procurator of the Thunder City, hadn't seen me and knocked me down on earth with a hammer, I wouldn't have been chased by you until the end of the year of the monkey. Although Taoist Master is not a benevolent saint, he is still a person who has a clear sense of grudges and grudges.
How could I give up on you when I get this good opportunity for the first time?"
He kept chattering there, and Lang Fei was dumbfounded as he listened. The impassioned speech made by the young man in front of Qiang was not a heroic act, but an opportunity to vent his anger and take advantage of the situation for revenge.
"Bite, why don't you bite? Catch, why don't you catch? It's like the tiger that has pulled out its teeth and dies. Master Tao, I haven't had enough fun yet, so you will wither and be disappointed."
After hearing what he said, Lang Fei raised his head and looked up at the sky, and saw that the thunder dragon was tied by dozens of chains of cloud energy. Except that it still had some vitality left and was still struggling desperately, it no longer had the previous power.