The lightning was like the snow-white sword, waving in the dark sky. The towering mountain top was covered with smoke and mist, and a hint of coolness penetrated the heart through the raindrops.
An inexplicable dullness spread among them.
A deafening thunderbolt fell from the sky, just like the wildly dancing vine whip. Just one blast seemed to tear the sky apart, not to mention the countless electric snakes that continued to fall from the sky.
Then with the help of the erratic rain curtain, it turned into thousands of tiny thunder snakes, which could be said to be all-pervasive and fall towards everyone and everything.
The other monks who had already suffered losses naturally shielded themselves from the rain curtain. This sea of thunder was not directed towards them. When they were in it, although thunder fell everywhere, it was terrifying, but it was only a slight numbness on the scalp. , feeling horrified.
But in the middle of it, Shen Buer, who originally didn't care about the rain curtain coming from his hand, suddenly changed his expression. Before the thunder fell completely, his black hair started to dance wildly with demons. Before he could isolate it with his spiritual power, Come, the rapid momentum of thunder and lightning has kissed his body.
For the first time in his life, Shen Buer experienced the feeling of a lightning strike.
His whole body felt numb at first, and then his mind went blank. When he came back to his senses, dense pain lingered on his body like a gangrene attached to his bones.
Thousands of ants eating the heart, cutting the flesh and removing the bones, this is what it feels like.
What Shen Buer didn't expect the most was that this brilliant lightning strike could actually dispel the cold poison in his rainwater!
This is naturally a great thing for people who are suffering from cold poison, but Shen Buer is a monk who relies on cold poison to do evil. What advantage does his water technique have without the cold poison?
Shen Buer only suffered one lightning strike, and he already gritted his teeth and used his spiritual power to open up a protective spiritual shield to isolate all the remaining lightning strikes.
The densely packed thunder snakes were spreading wildly in the sky, and the spiritual power shield held open by Shen Buer in the center was extinguishing and disappearing. It seemed that it was difficult to hold on, but in fact, the spiritual power shield had never dissipated.
The power of thunder and lightning contained in the thunder seal has actually been consumed a lot when dealing with the Xu Ying. Although it has been cultivated for a period of time, it has not yet returned to its best condition. Now it is just with the help of Shen Fuji. The rain only increased the power a bit.
Lingchu was not surprised to see that Shen Buer had not lost his fighting power because of this.
She never thought that she would win against this veteran Golden Elixir monk so easily.
The thunder seal kept flickering on and off, controlling all the thunder snakes to continuously attack Shen Buer, locking him tightly in a cage woven by thunder and lightning, making it difficult to leave.
Lingchu himself slowly closed the Weiji umbrella and took a deep breath of the cold air.
The Weiji umbrella in his hand began to flow out of green gleaming light, the gleaming light was like water, no, or rather, the entire Weiji umbrella started to flow like water. The umbrella surface closed up and merged into the umbrella handle. The first and last ends of the umbrella handle snaked out, Then he pulled the umbrella handle and bent it slightly inward, forming a shape like a crescent moon.
Between the first and last ends, a spiritual light spread out, winding towards the other, and finally intertwined into a transparent white string, exuding a faint shimmer.
The third form of Weiji Umbrella is Weiji Bow.
The left hand holds the bow and the right hand holds the string.
Lingchu slowly closed his eyes, his shoulder blades slowly moved back with his breathing, his elbows slowly curved, and the shimmering bow string was slowly pulled into an arc.
However, there was no arrow on Weiji's bow!
Only the person holding the bow can hear the sound of wind that slowly sounds as the bow is drawn.
It was a different sound from the usual wind, with a bit of sharpness and urgency, but it was inaudible, like the sound of wind ringing in my heart.
When all the lightning power stored in the thunder seal was exhausted, Shen Fuji, who was trapped in the lightning cage, finally breathed again.
The silent arrow leaves the string.
In the thunder seal, Shen Buer's spiritual power was constantly consumed, and the cold poison of the water method in his body was forcibly expelled. Shen Buer, who was firmly restrained, rarely looked a little embarrassed, but this was just Skin trauma.
It's not as if Shen Buer is so injured that he can no longer fight.
Shen Buer, who had only lost 40% of his abilities, raised his eyes keenly when the invisible and silent arrow left the string, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.
The originally dim spiritual shield once again shone with dazzling light, and with a flick of the nine-section whip in his hand, it became as agile as a living creature, circling around Shen Buer's body.
When he raised his head, Shen Buer faced Lingchu with his eyes closed tightly, holding a bow in one hand and loosening the string in the other. His eyes fell on the green bow, and he suddenly felt wary in his heart.
Arrows?
Shen Buer looked around, but didn't see any arrows. He frowned and thought, he also closed his eyes, and his consciousness poured out overwhelmingly, without any reservation.
His consciousness was released inch by inch, but before it could reach far, an imperceptible wind seemed to pass through Shen Buer's heart. Then, his consciousness seemed to be torn apart, and a wave of energy far surpassed that of a lightning strike. Pain came from Shen Fuji's sea of consciousness, and he felt as if his head had been split open with an axe.
His entire face, which was originally just pale, was now horribly white, without any trace of blood at all.
This sudden severe pain caused Shen Fuji, who had never moved even half a step even after being struck by lightning, to step back a few steps and fall down on the golden lotus platform. His whole body was like a rag, unconsciously moving towards Falling from the top of the mountain.
It was at this moment that Lingchu, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a stream of light flashed through his eyes. On the top of the mountain, the vegetation that was stimulated by Lingchu's spiritual power changed from the calm and beautiful before, and was now growing crazily upward. , waving their branches and leaves, intertwined into a green ocean, wrapping everyone in it in an instant.
The people on the lotus platform seemed to be able to vaguely see that the entire mountain top had countless complex and precise lines blooming with brilliance at the moment when the vegetation came to life.
That's a formation!
The entire mountain top was quietly set up with formations!
Shen Buer, whose consciousness was traumatized, fell down onto the golden lotus. Before he could regain consciousness, he was already wrapped up layer by layer by countless vegetation.
These plants and trees seemed to have spirituality, and the division of labor was clear. The limbs and necks were first tied, and then wrapped up layer by layer.
In just a short breath, Shen Buer was like a silkworm wrapped in a giant green cocoon, with his figure completely invisible.
And similarly, no monk standing on the top of the mountain can escape.
In the blink of an eye, he was swallowed up by the vegetation everywhere around his feet, and wrapped into giant green cocoons one after another.
