"Before the death of Shi Qing Lei Buddha, there was a commandment, not to be released by others who are not his inheritors. Even though you practice 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 solemnly.
"Okay, then let me see what the methods left by Shi Qing Ancient Buddha 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 lightning in the hand of the Thunder Monk, with the sound of whistling wind, swung fiercely towards the vital part of Lu Xiaotian's brain.
As soon as the leader of the Thunder Monk took action, the other seventeen monks also followed suit. The purple electric Buddha stick in his hand was 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. He looked around, no matter how fiercely the eighteen purple electric Buddhist sticks outside attacked, the demon-suppressing towers always stood firm in all directions, like rocks in the sea. No matter how rough the waves were, I remained calm. Do not move.
Bang bang bang... Purple electric Buddha sticks hit the Demon Suppression Tower one after another, making a dull sound. That seemingly extremely heavy stick, which electrocuted dragons and snakes, did not leave even a trace on the tower.
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 Lei Monks working together was even stronger than the original Ye Qianxun Lotus Clone. Take a piece out.
But on the first day of the new year, Lu Xiaotian finally discovered the weakness of these eighteen thunder monks. At the beginning, Shi Qing Lei Buddha left these more than ten thunder monks as a means to resist external risks. Although these eighteen thunder monks had certain spiritual intelligence, they were not true monks. The source of their power was countless monsters in the void. The power of purple electricity.
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 continuous fighting, the eighteen thunder monks have become a source of waterlessness, and their strength decreasing gradually. When the time comes, it can be broken.
Bang bang…….
The long sticks in the hands of the eighteen thunder monks hit the demon suppressing 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 suspended in the air. In an instant, the power of purple electricity in the void attracted thunder towards the nine rings. The needles came in like crazy, and naturally most of the lightning power that was supposed to be supplied to the Eighteen Thunder Monks was diverted away.
The eighteenth monk's expression suddenly changed, and he realized that the situation would be unfavorable if he delayed for too long. Immediately, he shouted loudly, and several of the thunder sticks, like dragons, got through the blockade of the seven demon-suppressing towers and whipped towards Lu Xiaotian quickly.
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 leading Lei Monk saw that the situation was not good, he immediately shouted and turned into a bolt of lightning, disappearing together with the other Lei Monks.
Such a powerful piece. When Lu Xiaotian saw these Thunder Monks disappearing, he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. If it hadn't been for the nine-ring lightning rod that cut off the roots of these 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 thunder and lightning field and defeat the enemy to victory.
Since he has the means to restrain the opponent, Lu Xiaotian is naturally not afraid. The position where these Lei Monks submerged into the Thunder Palace just now fell into his eyes. Lu Xiaotian stretched out his palm to take back the Demon Suppression Tower and also submerged it into the Thunder Palace.
"Purple iris grass!"
"Thunder Waterfall Spirit Bamboo!"
Entering the magnificent 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 in front of 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. Even if he released the world-breaking insects in this situation, 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 started walking around. Even if he doesn't rely on the World Breaking Insect, Lu Xiaotian has studied formations for so long, and his understanding of formations is 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 sect's sect teaching skills would come to invade the palace.
For Lu Xiaotian, who has practiced the "Maha Buddhani Sutra", although this place is not as smooth as the eighteen thunder monks, in fact, the impact 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 them are fake, and some of them are those who have fought with Lu Xiaotian before.
It's just that the surface is covered with tongues of electric light and fire, and once your spiritual consciousness touches it, you will feel a burning sensation like an electric shock. Even Lu Xiaotian can't tell the truth from the false.
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 troubled by them. The attack speed of these Thunder Monks is extremely fast, but 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, the vision suddenly opened up, and the rolling thunder clouds in front of me almost touched the ground of Lei Palace. '
Giving 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 long-browed old man had no breath at all, but the pressure on Lu Xiaotian was not nearly as much as that of Ye Qianxun, 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, with her wings united together, like an old monk in meditation. Turning his back to Lu Xiaotian, he looked pious.
"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.
