Li Changsheng's eyes followed the trajectory of the thunder ball, and he was filled with wonder. The strength of the black-robed monk was obviously far beyond his imagination. This majestic spiritual power was very different from the cultivation he had shown before.
Li Changsheng couldn't help but have doubts in his heart. He speculated that the black-robed monk's strength had probably reached the early stage of the Ascension Realm. Such strength undoubtedly gave the black-robed monk an absolute advantage in the battle on the stone plate.
Under the fierce attack of the black-robed monks, the green-robed monks and the white-robed monks seemed to be in a hurry, almost unable to parry. Their figures were crumbling under the bombardment of thunderballs, and they could be swallowed up by this powerful force at any time.
The situation in this battle took a turn for the worse. The green-robed monks and white-robed monks who originally had the upper hand were retreating steadily under the fierce attacks of the black-robed monks, leaving them unable to fight back.
At this moment, the green-robed monk had the idea of escape. He was observing the situation secretly, waiting for the right moment. He knew that there was a huge disparity in strength between himself and the black-robed monk, and if they continued to confront each other head-on, he might not be able to survive.
Therefore, he hoped that the black-robed monk would turn to attack his senior brother and create an opportunity for him to escape.
However, the situation did not develop as he expected. The attacks of the black-robed monks became more and more fierce. Both of them were locked in a bitter battle and their situation became increasingly dangerous.
He had no chance to escape, so he could only resist with all his strength, hoping to find a glimmer of hope in this life-and-death fight.
Just when the green-robed monk felt desperate, he saw his senior brother take out the powerful spiritual treasure 'Rolling Thunder Bead'. At this moment, he knew that his opportunity was coming. Secretly making up his mind, he was ready to escape, and the attacks in his hands gradually became gentler.
The green-robed monk took a deep breath, trying to calm down the tension and anxiety in his heart, and concentrated on waiting for the opportunity to come.
Sure enough, the green-robed monk's premonition came true. When his senior brother sacrificed the powerful spiritual treasure "Rolling Thunder Bead", the black-robed monk immediately changed the direction of attack and attacked violently towards his senior brother.
This change gave the green-robed monk a precious opportunity to escape. He did not hesitate to take advantage of this gap and prepare to quickly escape from this dangerous stone battlefield.
However, just as he was about to take action, something unexpected happened. The originally fierce battle suddenly stopped, the figure of the black-robed monk suddenly disappeared from the stone plate, and the entire cave fell into deathly silence.
Just a moment later, the black-robed monk appeared on the left side of the white-robed monk like a ghost. The white-robed monk seemed to have had a premonition and understood the direction of the black-robed monk's attack. He waved the "Rolling Thunder Bead" in his hand without hesitation, and the Lingbao was immediately thrown to the left.
Seeing the black-robed monk appear, the green-robed monk turned around without hesitation and ran towards the cliff cave entrance as quickly as possible. He knew in his heart that this was his only chance to escape from this dangerous battle, and he did not dare to hesitate for a moment.
The figure of the green-robed monk flew quickly through the cave, trying his best every time he landed, as if he was racing against death. At this critical moment, he maximized his potential, hoping to escape from this life-and-death fight.
Li Changsheng was not too surprised by this sudden change. After all, not everyone can accurately grasp the principle of flying separately in the face of disaster. This green-robed monk did it. Even if he saw his senior brother sacrificing a heavy treasure, he also judged that it was not a black-robed monk. The monk's rival. Therefore, he decisively chose to escape.
Li Changsheng witnessed the green-robed monks fleeing, but he remained calm and did not take any action. He knew in his heart that even if the green-robed monks managed to escape, it would not have much impact on them.
Because the green-robed monks did not know that they had also entered the cave, the leakage of the news would mainly affect the black-robed monks and have nothing to do with them.
The fierce battle between the white-robed monks and the black-robed monks seemed to be coming to an end. At that moment, the white-robed monk's 'Rolling Thunder Bead' hit the black-robed monk very accurately.
In an instant, the "Rolling Thunder Bead" exploded with earth-shattering power. Countless purple sky thunders rushed out from the spiritual treasures, converging into a powerful attack and heading straight towards the black-robed monk.
The body of the black-robed monk was instantly enveloped by this majestic thunder power, and the entire stone plate thundered and roared continuously. The crackling sound of the thunderstorm was shocking, and apart from this violent thunder, there was no other sound around.
A proud smile broke out on the white-robed monk's face, obviously full of confidence in the outcome of this battle. He glanced disdainfully at his junior brother who had just fled in a hurry, his heart full of contempt and disdain. At this critical moment, the white-robed monk had no doubts about his own strength.
At this time, the white-robed monk secretly thought that the junior brother's escape might not be a bad thing, at least he could possess the treasure here alone. His thoughts wandered over this precious treasure, and his eyes flashed with greed.
Just when the white-robed monk's smile had not completely faded, his face instantly turned pale. He was horrified to find that the black-robed monk slowly walked out of the dense purple thunder and lightning, and every step was accompanied by the crackling sound of thunder and lightning.
What frightened the white-robed monk even more was that the purple thunder and lightning gathered on the black-robed monk seemed to be pulled, and instantly gathered into his hand, forming a more intense thunder ball.
This scene made the white-robed monk's heart sink to the bottom, and he realized that his previous judgment was too optimistic. The black-robed monk's strength far exceeded his imagination. The thunder and lightning did not seem to cause fatal damage to him, but instead became a more powerful weapon in his hand.
At this moment, the white-robed monk was filled with panic, and he realized that his advantage in this battle was gone. However, facing the black-robed monk's piercing gaze and the thunderballs gathered in his hands, he knew that there was no way out at this moment and could only do his best to deal with the next attack.
The black-robed monk suddenly slapped the purple thunder ball in his right hand to the ground. In an instant, purple thunder and lightning spread out from the stone plate like furious waves, completely surrounding the white-robed monk in an instant.
Lightning flashed, and the figure of the white-robed monk looked particularly small under the lightning. He seemed helpless and fragile in front of this powerful force.
At this moment, the black-robed monk's eyes revealed cold murderous intent, and he wanted to completely eliminate the white-robed monk. Purple thunder and lightning raged on the stone plate, and with the sound of thunderstorms, the entire stone plate trembled.
The black-robed monk rushed towards the white-robed monk who was trapped in the purple thunder and lightning, like a shadow. The speed was staggering. The purple thunder ball in his left hand has already taken shape, exuding fierce majesty.
In just three breaths, the distance of ten feet disappeared, and the black-robed monk came behind the white-robed monk. The purple thunder ball in his hand was ready to hit the white-robed monk's head.
The black-robed monk slammed the purple thunder ball full of power into the white-robed monk's head, and then didn't even look at the white-robed monk who collapsed on the ground.
He immediately turned around and chased in the direction where the green-robed monk fled. His figure flew quickly through the cave, like a black lightning, quickly disappearing among the stone pillars.
At this moment, the white-robed monk had completely lost his life. But the power of the purple thunder ball still raged on him, and crackling sounds broke out from time to time, as if announcing his end.
