The blade carries thunder and lightning to chop, the momentum is amazing!
The only drawback is that sometimes Bai Yujun doesn't have the energy to control various attack methods and cannot use them at the same time. For example, sometimes he pays attention to the thunder talent and ignores the wind talent. There is no way.
The collision of magic spells was dazzling, and the remaining power shredded the forest into pieces, and the few unlucky scouts disappeared without a sound.
Slashing with knives, smashing shields, not even using fire breathing or heavy knives, there was no need at all.
The heavy rain was heavy. Bai Yujun felt sad and aggrieved when he saw the sparse rainwater falling to the ground. He worked tirelessly to bring rainwater from the distant East China Sea to alleviate the drought, but it all spilled. Who would have carried a basin of water for twenty miles and ended up getting tripped up in the end? You won't be in a good mood even if you spill the beans. A sentence like "Bi Qi Niang" can't describe the inner anger at all.
One of the Yuanying monks released the demon-binding rope...
I don't know why, but when seeing this kind of demon-binding net and demon-binding rope, a certain dragon is very easy to go berserk.
"roll!"
A sound mixed with a childish dragon's roar shook off the demon-binding rope, and he rushed towards the monk with a shield and a sword. Seeing this, another Nascent Soul monk hurriedly chased after him to rescue him. Then, he realized that he had been fooled...
Bai Yujun first rushed at full speed towards the Nascent Soul cultivator who was using the demon-binding rope. When another person came after him, he turned around and used his burst of instant acceleration talent to appear in front of the chasing Nascent Soul cultivator. He smashed the defensive magic weapon and smashed the protective body with a knife. With the spell, the shield of his left arm hit his face directly, as if the monk deliberately ran in front of him to fight.
"Let's go~!"
Bang!
He couldn't hit it too far, but he was still an old man in the Nascent Soul stage.
The two hugged each other again, and the look in their eyes when they looked at a certain dragon had changed. Instead of being disdainful and arrogant, they were replaced by solemn fear. The fight didn't last long, but it was enough to prove that this white dragon had the ability to kill both of them. It was very strong...
Bai Yujun did not continue the pursuit and knocked on the shield with his sword.
when!
"You are no match for me, let's go."
There are still smart people in the world. The two Nascent Soul cultivators looked at Bai Yujun and said hello, then turned around and flew away. It is not easy to reach the Nascent Soul stage. If there is no deep hatred, there is no need to risk death. Take risks and risk your life. The higher your cultivation level, the more you cherish your life.
There was no movement in the luxurious carriage, and the hunchbacked old woman chuckled and didn't care that the two Nascent Soul masters were leaving.
Bai Yujun looked around, feeling a little tired looking at the heavy rain.
The rain is falling everywhere. What about next time? What about next time? How to ensure that time and energy are not wasted? These more than 10,000 people were setting up formations and sharpening their swords in the valley. The king was really bored.
Carrying a horizontal sword and a shield, he walked towards the luxurious carriage. Trouble could be easily solved, as long as he killed him with a knife.
If you can't kill him with one chop, chop him twice.
The bejeweled door curtain was opened, and from a distance one could see a huge carriage covered with plush carpets and inlaid with jewels, gold and silver, and many scantily clad women serving the king.
After kicking the maid away, the uninhibited king of princes walked out barefoot, standing on the carriage and looking down at Bai Yujun.
In the dark clouds and dimness, the prince's bright silk and muscles are very conspicuous. It is difficult not to notice that such a charming and heroic person always looks like he does not take anything seriously.
"It's very good. It's very good that you can defeat my two guests."
Jiao didn't like the look of admiration, it was too artificial.
He nodded and continued.
"If you only have so much ability as Bai Jiao, then you should give up and help me become the emperor and my queen. There are some things that you cannot understand. Chunyang Palace cannot protect you for the rest of your life."
Hearing this, Bai Yujun smiled, first shaking his head and smiling silently, and then couldn't help laughing.
His smiling face was numb, and he looked at this avant-garde king with a funny look on his face.
"I'm afraid you can't wait anymore. My life will be longer than you can imagine. Besides, don't pretend to be mysterious. It's too boring. Really, what you rely on is just a monster that escaped from a century-old battlefield. If If the monster is so capable, why is it still suppressed in the ancient battlefield and unable to escape? It is stupid and hopeless."
The king shook his head, ignoring the tension all over his body, and turned to look at the hunchbacked old woman.
"And you, the real body is hiding somewhere and controlling a piece of broken human skin to stir up trouble. Do you really think your disguise is impeccable?"
The ugly, hunchbacked old woman who had always been calm and calm could not keep smiling.
"impossible!"
"Hey, the magic you use to cultivate your eyes is too naive in front of my true eyes. My eyes are natural and I don't need to practice. Don't you envy me?"
In order to be angry with this person who manipulates human skin, Xiao Xiao deliberately opened his red eyes to show off.
"Hey, look at it. It's really the Eye of Truth. You don't need to practice. Don't you envy it? Talent, you don't understand talent? It's okay. Anyway, you are far behind compared to me and you will never understand it in this life. "
A certain Jiao felt that he had become a little impetuous since he evolved, and would actually show off his wealth to others.
"Bai Jiao! Are you really unwilling to surrender?"
The man on the carriage couldn't bear the feeling of losing control and broke out in advance. He refused to accept it and didn't believe that as the son of destiny, he would be mocked and threatened by a dragon.
Bai Yujun didn't talk nonsense, he just levitated into the air and looked at the troops at both ends of the valley and on the hillside.
Open your mouth and the sound will reach everyone's ears clearly.
"Those who don't want to die can leave the valley, and those who stay will face heavenly punishment."
The valley is very quiet, so quiet that you can hear the wind.
Gradually, some soldiers threw away their weapons and turned around to run away. One, two, three, more and more. Most of the people who escaped were those who had seen their colleagues around them being swept to pieces by the sword. They took off their armor as they ran, and stood in front of them. Before actually taking action, Bai Yujun would ask according to the rules if anyone is willing to live, and if the remaining ones die, they will have no one to blame.
The hunchbacked old woman and the king who was infected by the evil spirit glanced coldly at the fleeing soldiers with sinister eyes.
Seeing that most of the people had fled and there were still a few thousand people left, it was time to take action.
The white rain jun suspended in the sky caused thunder and lightning, and like a god coming, dense white lightning suddenly appeared in the dark sky! It's like thousands of dazzling electric tentacles sprouting downward from the sky, landing in an extremely irregular and chaotic manner!
"Anyway, these black clouds can't be carried to their destination, so I'll give them to you."
"Curse!"
The sky fell, and the valley under the black clouds turned into a world of white thunder and lightning. The clouds flashed and arcs of lightning struck down at extremely fast speeds...
"No..." The wailing was lost in the thunder
Bai Yujun once again resorted to this kind of horrific disaster that should not occur in the mortal world. The rain clouds were not very powerful. The main force was the lightning carried in the endless black clouds. They were all gathered into a valley and smashed down, purifying everything, including the people in the valley. Trees and flowers.
The brief violent roar soon ended and the valley flooded.
The floods washed away countless corpses mixed with mudslides and rumbled towards the outside of the valley. The soldiers who had surrendered and escaped were filled with fear and rejoicing. They were glad that they had made the right decision.
When the rain stopped, a certain dragon turned around and flew to the East China Sea. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The New White Snake Asks the Immortal", follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, chat about life, and find close friends~
