Chapter 847 Thunder Prison

The bustling scene of the Fu family's family.

Fu Shiyi knew nothing.

because.

At this moment, her sea of ​​consciousness was in chaos.

"What happened?"

Fu Shiyi was suspended in mid-air, looking at the huge North Sea. At this moment, there was lightning and thunder on the sea. Three-color and five-color thunder exploded from time to time. After sinking to the bottom of the sea, they condensed and formed. What's even more terrifying is that the seven-color divine thunder also participated in it. In the blink of an eye, In the bottomless North Sea, the water suddenly dropped by more than half, and it dried up to a depth of tens of thousands of feet.

When the North Sea dries up, it dries up.

Fu Shiyi could barely accept it.

But.

The nine-color divine thunder lingering over the North Sea.

But it made her tremble:

"Xiao Kong, aren't you hungry? Why... why didn't you swallow it?!"

in the past.

Xiao Kong was dragged in.

It will be eaten up.

But this time the blue vortex appeared outside and these divine thunders were not touched. Fu Shiyi couldn't help but feel dizzy.

if.

If this nine-color divine thunder suddenly falls on the Konggu Mountains.

Then she has been in business for more than a hundred years.

Instantly reduced to ashes.

Fu Shiyi turned his head and caught a glimpse of the divine coffin parked on the ground. His eyes lit up, and with a thought, he teleported to the divine coffin, struck it with a palm, and "squeaked" the lid of the coffin was opened, bathing in thousands of flowers. The drugged boy suddenly opened his eyes.

The drug boy met Fu Shiyi.

His eyes lit up.

Obviously happy.

"Xiao Yao, I brought you delicious food."

Fu Shiyi tried his best to make his smile as friendly and kind as possible.

She turned sideways.

Pointing at the dazzling nine-color divine thunder over the North Sea.

"Bang!"

Her smile hadn't fully spread yet.

The lid of the divine coffin will automatically close.

Leave no gaps!

Fu Shiyi's smile froze on her face. She was just thinking about going to the canyon and calling the purification bottle for refining. Suddenly, the nine-color divine thunder moved, roared, and landed directly under the blue vortex.

"Boom!"

Instantly.

The entire consciousness sea space shook violently.

Where the divine thunder landed, it sunk down nearly ten thousand feet.

What's even more terrifying is.

The divine thunders that were originally wandering in the North Sea seemed to have been summoned, and they turned around in unison, and "rumblingly" fell into a cave of ten thousand feet. In an instant, the cave of ten thousand feet turned into a thunder prison.

"this....."

Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment.

Lift your eyes.

Look at the blue vortex on the Thunder Prison.

She can feel it.

Under the reflection of the blue vortex, the power of thunder and lightning in the Thunder Prison is increasing with power that is difficult to grasp with the naked eye. The originally restless divine thunder sank into the ground and became quiet, as if it had never existed.

Silver Moon.

Thunder.

North Sea.

Empty Valley Mountains.

Fu Shiyi's eyes brightened slightly.

She had a vague suspicion in her mind whether Xiaokong wanted to evolve the consciousness sea space into a small world.

"It's a pity that except for flowers, plants, spiritual trees, and monsters and spiritual pets, no one can enter the space now."

"Is it necessary to evolve a sun first?"

Fu Shiyi shook her head, discarding the messy thoughts in her mind, and instead focused her gaze on the black sword in the furnace. She turned her eyes, bit her silver teeth, formed seals with her hands, and struck a series of spells on the furnace. Go up, and then waved his sword finger, and in the thunder prison, a ray of thunder and lightning fell into the furnace. As soon as the thunder and lightning fell into the furnace, it was instantly swallowed by the black sword:

"There's a show!"

Fu Shiyi's eyes lit up.

After thinking carefully for a moment, he set up a traction array around the Thunder Prison. Every half a stick of incense, a ray of thunder fell into the furnace. After the black sword digested and absorbed it, new thunder fell in again, continuously.

The back of the black sword handle.

A thunder rune is condensing little by little!