The mutant old man was still kneeling down and praying strangely. Nalan Fengjin saw the mutant old man with his peripheral vision, and a sneer appeared on his lips, summoning the winged bird, even if your ancestor god is here, he will die today.
The rain fell with a "plop" sound, and then bursts of strong wind blew. But how could this impending rain and crazy wind extinguish everyone's passion? Nalan Fengjin shouted: "Stay here and let the formation be activated successfully!"
There was a chorus of applause in response to her, and Nalan Fengjin was among them, and he understood why the battlefield was a place worthy of blood for a noble man.
The screams sounded. Someone was bitten by a mutant. After all, there were too many mutants overwhelming, and someone actually used his body to block the mutants!
How tragic is this? ! Nalan Fengjin couldn't help but burst into tears during the battle. She knew full well that the consequences of being bitten by a mutant were far from being as simple as just being bitten. Instead, it was possible that if she was bitten, the mutant's toxin would become parasitic.
But what else do you care about at this moment? If the mutant is indestructible and it escapes from this mountain, the harm will not be described as great, it should be a disaster. The mutant's appetite is endless, and then the entire Tianque Continent will become purgatory.
They are people on the front line, and they should protect them with their lives. Here, what Nalan Fengjin protects is not any political power, any rule, or any person, but a group of people, a piece of land, and the most important thing. It is the morality in the heart.
The heavy rain finally fell in torrents, and lightning tore the sky apart again and again, leaving only the long-awaited thunder.
The sound of the curse continues, and there is no one to blame. The larger the formation, the longer it takes to activate.
There were more and more screams, but those who had no hesitation still had no hesitation. No one retreated, and no one flinched. Even though one soldier was dragged to the ground and was swarmed up by a group of mutants, he was devoured in the blink of an eye. Even though the sacrifice was there, no one flinched!
Everyone just has tears in their eyes, fight, keep fighting!
At this moment, the sound of curses finally stopped. Except for the sound of rain, the world seemed to fall into silence. The fighters had exhausted their physical strength and no longer had the strength to howl and fight. Everyone seemed to be performing. A fierce mime, and the variant knows no fatigue.
"Retreat quickly!" was the voice of old man Xuanxue.
Finally, the formation was about to be completed, but some people were unwilling to retreat. Nalan Fengjin knew that those people had been bitten by the mutants, and he was afraid that they had been poisoned by the terrible poison, so he might as well let the thunder strike him. happy.
Nalan Fengjin's shout rang out: "Soldiers, I am the body of snow soul. There is no poison in this world that I cannot cure. Please withdraw. As long as I am here, you will not die. I will take you out. I must take you back."
Nalan Fengjin's words rekindled hope for everyone, and they quickly retreated, with the mutants chasing after them.
At this moment, the first thunderbolt fell, hitting the nearest mutant with a "boom", and the formation officially started!
Under the protection of the formation, everyone finally retreated safely. In the pouring rain, how many men laughed wildly, but with tears in their voices.
Laughing because fighting is so exciting! Crying because of the sacrificed comrades!
Nalan Fengjin sat in the heavy rain, looking at the figure of old man Xuanxue, his heart filled with excitement.
One thunder and lightning fell, two, and soon, the valley was filled with thunder and lightning. The formation finally showed its sharp teeth and began to show its amazing power!
Facing the rain curtain, Nalan Xuyan looked at the thunder falling in the valley and said, "Crack it down hard, and chop all the evil spirits in the Wing Clan away."
Under the violent thunder in the sky, a magnificent scene began to appear in this valley.
There were golden thunder and lightning in the sky, but in the valley, little colorful fluorescent lights rose up, just like the stars in the night.
What are those colorful fluorescents? They are the souls that escaped after the mutants were chopped into pieces. They look so beautiful, but this beauty is the smile of a witch, and there is endless sin hidden behind it. Therefore, the golden thunder and lightning will tear it apart without hesitation. Got it.
On that side, the mutants in the sea of thunder tried to fly again and again, but each time they were hit hard by the thunder and lightning. It seemed so satisfying, but in fact, everyone knew that the thunder and lightning did not fly. Causes no damage to the variant. But the feather people of the Wing Clan did not have such good luck.
The Ten Thousand Thunder Formation continued. Half an hour later, all the feathered people were struck clean by lightning. The Blood Ganoderma lucidum collected from the village was also thrown into the thunder and lightning by Lu Ze at this moment, and it instantly turned into flying objects. Ash.
Over there, the mutant old man seemed to be unaffected by thunder and lightning. He just kept praying for something. At this moment, he was beyond the scope of human beings. Nothing happened to him when lightning struck him.
Not sure if it was an illusion, but Nalan Fengjin felt that there was a different color of light coming from his body. Is it a flying bird?
After wiping the water on his face, Lu Ze walked up to Nalan Fengjin at some point. Looking at the mutant old man who kept kneeling and praying, he said: "Your Majesty, believe it or not, that old guy has actually already died?"
"Ah?" Nalan Fengjin looked at the mutant old man who was still kneeling and worshiping there, and felt that he couldn't accept this statement. A dead man was still praying, kneeling and worshiping?
"He is really dead, not long after he started praying. His subordinates have been paying attention to him and the prayers he recited. They still have some research on witchcraft, and the prayers he recited are not witchcraft. , Taoism, in the category of any magic, it is a kind of magic spell."
Lu Ze was silent for a while and then said: "In short, that is not his power, his language, that belongs to the bird."
Nalan Fengjin sighed: "We are afraid that we will see monsters today."
However, that mutant was already dead, and Nalan Fengjin felt a little sad inexplicably. Didn't he keep saying that he wanted to revive the Wing Clan? He did not hesitate to turn himself into a monster and die inexplicably like this. I wonder if he has any regrets!
This also reminded Nalan Fengjin of what Old Man Xuanxue said: You can never get a new life, you are just making a wedding dress for other lives.
Nalan Fengjin felt a little emotional. It turned out that the master had known about it for a long time, but those people might not have listened. It was only their own choice. Their fate was destined, but people's original intentions could not be changed at the fork in the road, but he I took the wrong fork in the road and chose the wrong turning point.
Therefore, fate is destined because a person's heart and character have been shaped, and he will always choose to break away from fate and embark on a new tributary, unless he first breaks away from the shackles brought by himself.
After being silent for a long time, Nalan Fengjin looked at Lu Ze and said, "This thunder has been striking for more than half an hour. All ordinary mutants have been wiped out. How long will it take for this advanced mutant to die?"
Lu Ze looked at the advanced variant that was struggling to fly and said: "Among these thousands of thunders, it is not easy to produce a real sky thunder. Looking at it like this, we can only guide the real sky thunder. Only by injuring it, these thunders can at most prevent them from recovering."
"Then if the sky thunder does not occur, will it strike down endlessly?" Nalan Fengjin glanced at the old man Xuanxue in the formation's eyes. His expression was obviously a little tired.
"Endless slashing? It would be okay if this works. What level of life are these advanced mutants? They will eventually adapt to these thunders, and then there will be trouble!" There was endless worry on Lu Ze's face. Seeing this, Nalan Fengjin also felt heavy in his heart.
"When will this thunder occur?" Nalan Fengjin asked worriedly. "After all, this is something in my memory. When I told Master, I was not sure in my heart." Nalan Fengjin sighed.
"The formation you chose is unparalleled. In my memory, this is the first time I have seen such a magnificent and huge formation. At present, the operation of this formation is very stable." Lu Ze said .
Nalan Fengjin nodded. This formation was her memory from her previous life. If she had not faced such a perverted opponent from the Wing Clan, she would not have used it easily. In fact, there are risks in activating this formation. If the formation is successfully activated, there is a certain probability that it will attract thunder. If the formation cannot be activated smoothly, then her team will be crazily counterattacked by the formation. Nalan Fengjin felt a little sad. She didn't know if her choice was the right one.
Just when Nalan Fengjin was feeling a little sad, Mianyan, who was maintaining the formation behind him, suddenly laughed loudly and shouted: "It's appeared, the sky thunder has appeared!"
With Yan Yan's shouting, Nalan Fengjin's heart began to get excited, and thunder appeared. In the wild thunder that filled the sky, Nalan Fengjin saw thunder and lightning that shone brighter than gold falling down.
Lu Ze said that the sky thunder had appeared. Nalan Fengjin glanced at his master excitedly and saw old man Xuanxue, who had his eyes closed in the formation. At this moment, he suddenly opened his eyes, and then muttered something and guided a path. The thunder fell on the most active mutant.
That lightning was not much different from ordinary lightning. It was even thinner than other lightnings that were pulled down. But from the moment it fell, Nalan Xuyan stared at it and trembled unconsciously in his heart. , is this the power of thunder?
As the sky thunder fell, the most active mutant emitted a scream similar to a miserable howl for the first time, which made everyone present's ears buzz. It had been so long since the thunder fell. , the first time I saw smoke curling up from the body of the advanced mutant, and half of its wings were chopped into pieces.
This is really a joyful thing. I don’t know who was the first one to cheer. Then one after another cheers rang out from the crowd. People shouted happily. After all, the formation has been activated for so long. This is the first time. Wounded advanced variant.
After the first thunder, there was a second one. Time passed by in a hurry amidst the thunder. In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed!
The rain has already become lighter, and only occasionally there will be a drizzle, but the thunder is still continuous. In these two hours, the thunder appeared dozens of times. Old man Xuanxue guided the thunder, and struck every time. Hit the advanced variant.
In the big formation, some people with relatively weak skills have already started to bleed from their mouths or noses. This is a sign that their mind has been too concentrated, their skills have been exhausted, and their origin has been injured. It seems that the condition of the old man Xuanxue is also very serious, and his expression can no longer be expressed as tired. To describe it, it is a kind of malaise in the bones.
Nalan Fengjin knew that his master had hurt his origin.
But something that no one wanted to see happened. A slightly injured advanced mutant flew up. It had adapted to thunder and lightning! At this moment, it was just suspended in the air, as if it was adapting to something, but Nalan Fengjin felt terrible from the inside. What kind of life is this? In just a few hours, it had adapted to the lightning that was like its natural enemy. This was a life that was too powerful.
The thunder and lightning in the Ten Thousand Thunder Formation has become much sparser at this time. The thunder and lightning are just roaring in the sky, and there are many fewer being drawn down. This phenomenon naturally occurs!
First, it lasts too long and people are tired.
Second, the rise of advanced variants has hit everyone hard, especially when they are tired.
"Concentrate on me and continue to control the formation. Although lightning can't hurt it much, it can still have an impact on it. Now I'm going to draw the thunder from the sky!" It was the voice of old man Xuanxue.
