Chapter 979

The twisted purple lightning heavily bombarded the sword shaped gas hood protecting Jiang from dust, and the current was absorbed by the sword shaped gas hood

"Seal of zongmen"! A middle-aged woman in Miyagi sword sect, not far away, exclaimed.

However, the sound was covered by the thunder. Not many people heard it except a series of young women of the sword sect around them.

After this sky thunder, the momentum of the eye of the storm seemed to weaken, and the sword shaped gas hood on Jiang Wuchen disappeared.

At this moment, Jiang Wuchen's strength has been drained, and he can only sit cross legged on the ground. The sword shaped jade slip given to him by Miss Bai is held in the palm of his hand. A warm feeling continuously nourishes Jiang Wuchen's drained body, and the lost vitality in the sea of Qi begins to appear rapidly.

"Teacher Xie, what's going on?" Zheng Lan said curiously: "since ancient times, but... This has never happened."

Tu Sheng locked his eyes on Jiang Wuchen and said, "why did Tianlei choose him?"

Xie Shen could not explain for a moment. He looked at the still rotating eyes of the storm in the night sky and didn't speak.

When the three thunders hit Lingxiao platform one after another, Xu Hai, Feng Luyao and other waiting practitioners were stunned.

In the process of crossing the robbery, Tianlei may injure the admirer by mistake, but this possibility is too small. Even if there is, it is an occasional Tianlei with little power.

Moreover, this situation often occurs in the first exploratory stage.

Basically impossible in the destruction phase.

The situation this time is obviously very special

Xu Hai and Feng Luyao rushed to the entrance of Lingxiao hall. The entrance was blocked and outsiders were forbidden to enter. Even Feng Luyao was useless.

"What happened inside?" Xu Hai asked a woman of Jianzong.

The woman shook her head and said with a bitter smile, "I know the same as you do."

"This time, three thunders bombarded us. The situation is special. Open the seal door and let's go in and have a look." Xu Haidao.

The woman shook her head and said, "you should understand the rules. Even if Lingxiao hall is destroyed, no one is allowed to go in before the end of the robbery."

Feng Luyao comfortingly patted Xu Hai on the shoulder and said, "peace of mind."

The situation in Lingxiao hall is a little messy. It's strange that three heavenly thunders split on one person. With Jiang Wuchen as the center, there is no one within a radius of tens of meters.

Xie Shengui, Zheng LAN and Tu Sheng are still around Jiang Wuchen, but there are about ten meters. The three mentors want to help Jiang Wuchen fight against Tianlei. However, their accomplishments are limited, and even a Tianlei has not been offset.

But after three thunders, the eye of the storm fell into a moment of silence.

But this silence did not last long. The dark cloud mixed with lightning turned again, and the strong current began to flow into the eyes of the storm.

This indicates a more powerful blow to the eye of the storm.

I just don't know whether the blow is aimed at Jiang Wuchen or Jishang.

Click.

The rough purple lightning bombarded down. This time, the target is still Jiang Wuchen.

However, when the lightning was a hundred meters away from Jiang Wuchen, a big black hand appeared out of thin air. The big hand grabbed the lightning and threw it aside. There was a rather humorous voice: "go... Go, you."

The voice stuttered

Monk, Tang monk.

Jiang Wuchen instantly heard it and raised his head with an excited smile on his face.

Everyone was silly. In the face of this sudden scene, no one could explain the reason.

If you walk away, the lightning is like a small snake, which is caught and thrown out.

Click.

Another flash of lightning appeared from the eyes of the storm. The big black hand caught it again, then threw it out, and scolded, "stink... Stinky hooligan."

This time, not only the Lingxiao hall, but also the Lingxiao platform outside.

The people on the Lingxiao platform are all banner figures of various sects. Naturally, they will not believe that this is a natural disaster or a natural phenomenon. It must be an expert shot.

"Who is it?" Xu Hai looked at Feng Luyao in surprise.

Feng Luyao shook his head, "I don't know."

"The speaker seems to have a piece of meat in his mouth. He can't pronounce clearly and stutters..." Xu Hai touched his bald head, "there are such experts in the practice world!"

Feng Luyao narrowed his eyes. "Maybe he doesn't belong to my practice."

The eye of the storm seemed to be angered, and one after another lightning began to fall intensively. This time, the landing was no longer aimed at Jiang Wuchen and Jishang, but bombarded the huge black hand.

The black hand turned up and down, kneaded the lightning into a line, straightened it, then kneaded it into a ball, and threw it back to the eye of the storm like a wool ball.

"Go... Go to your sister."

Humorous voices continued to come from the night.

Everyone is more stupid one by one.

After swallowing the lightning mass, the eye of the storm fell into deposition again. This time, there was little lightning left on the rotating dark cloud.

And the big black hand disappeared.

The lightning mass around Miss Bai and the vertical lightning also gradually faded away.

The threat of sky robbery in the black sky faded, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

"Is it over?"

The crowd watched without blinking.

In a short time, the vitality of the sword shaped jade slips in Jiang Wuchen's hand has restored a lot of Jiang Wuchen's cultivation. In the direction of Jianzong, the middle-aged woman with a high nose always stared at Jiang Wuchen.

Until he saw the sword shaped jade slips held by Jiang Wuchen, a surprise suddenly appeared on his face.

However, the woman didn't say anything. She just stared at Jiang Wuchen's face and the people around him and wrote down these faces firmly.

In the night sky, Miss Bai was floating with a faint smile on her face. "You finally came... You still care about me. I already know it's impossible between us, but I'm satisfied if you have this heart. Tang Sheng, do we still have a chance to see you again?"

The night was quiet at this moment, and even the eye of the storm did not make any sound.

Miss Bai took a breath. "If you don't speak, you'll be gone. I know. I won't forget you forever, Tang Sheng!" she said. Miss Bai closed her eyes and stretched out her arms.

Suddenly a golden light shone down in the eyes of the storm. The bright golden light completely lit up the night, and the sacred breath enveloped Miss Bai.

A riot of colours, like bubbles, appeared on the sacred breath, and these bubbles slowly floated up and down in the air.

"Cross robbery!!"

"Cross the hostage!!" the elder of the fire spirit courtyard of Kunlun palace shouted excitedly.