From ruined temple to divine court

Chapter 122 The Thunder Rolls
"Slaughter you MB", anyway, Luo Bin doesn't plan to ask for any quality, this bastard looks like a bastard today, if he didn't have enough mouthfuls before the fight, Luo Bin would feel that he lacked something.

Qin Yun's face was red and then black, black and red again, and the friends behind him almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

"It's unreasonable, I've never seen such a wild little country god..."

"God you..."

How could Luo Bin let him finish the sentence, anyway, it's not a good thing, just swear back and it's over.

The veins on his forehead were throbbing violently. At this time, Qin Yun had completely ignored him. The flying sword he had just recovered was shot out again in an instant, and the target was that little country god with a foul mouth.

The speed of the flying sword was so fast that Luo Bin couldn't react at all, but he didn't need to react. With a ding, the fire-pointed spear hit the flying sword again.

Nezha once again proved that data is just data, and real battles are always close at hand.

Qin Yun's flying sword didn't need to be controlled in his hand, it flew up to fight Nezha from the air, and the flying sword was so fast that even Nezha was often hit.

Luo Bin has already seen that Nezha is the kind of super hero who rushes into the enemy group. Now he can't even touch the corner of the enemy's clothes. It is too bad to compete with the opponent's flying sword in the air.

Except for weapons, Nezha had almost no other equipment. Under the attack of Feijian, his blood volume dropped rapidly.

Fortunately, there is a super nanny behind him, and a holy light shines, no matter how much blood Nezha has, he can instantly restore his full health.

The True Fire of Samadhi can attack from a long distance, but Nezha's mana is not enough to support him to burn to Qin Yun, and it is too disadvantageous to fight outside.

Without even thinking about it, Luo Bin tore open a Super Fireball Talisman. A super fireball the size of a bathtub flew towards Qin Yun like a ball of bullets. A blue Super Fireball Talisman sent out eleven Super Fireballs.

However, this time, the people of the Lingshan Jiange no longer relied on the golden mask and the hard top, they collectively took off their back swords, and chanted the mantra, dozens of flying swords of different shapes collectively stabbed at the fireball.

This kind of long-range opponent is very difficult to deal with. It is useless for Luo Bin's heavenly soldiers and generals to rush up now. With the golden mask blocking it, it will only increase the casualties.

Just when the disciples and Qin Yun were in high spirits, there was a sudden loud noise in the sky, and the golden silk handkerchief that was spinning in the sky shattered into powder and floated down.

At this moment, the wind and cloud flowed again, and the mist in the air grew rapidly.

Behind Luo Bin and the others, Grand Master Wen Zhongwen appeared at some point holding double whips, followed by Dianmu who opened a pair of mirrors.

Hearing that the Grand Master didn't talk nonsense, he raised his double whips above his head, the sound of the wind stopped, the sound of the rain stopped, and the whole world seemed to have only one sound, the sound of thunder.

When Jinsipa was destroyed, Qin Yun glared instantly. Even his deacon only had two or three magic weapons of this level.

Seeing the opportunity, Nezha exerted his strength in an instant, and a pair of arms suddenly grew out of his shoulders. These arms held Xuanyuan Shenjian with both hands, and slashed fiercely at the flying sword.

The flying sword was directly knocked out, and a striking gap appeared on the smooth edge.

Almost at the moment when the flying sword was knocked out, a mouthful of bright red blood was sprayed out by Qin Yun. The blood sprayed out more than ten meters away, and almost fell on Luo Bin's body, showing the severity of the injury.

The natal talisman was injured, Qin Yun quickly activated the talisman and recalled Feijian.

Nezha wanted to take advantage of the victory to chase after him, but was grabbed by Luo Bin. He pointed to the sky and said, "Don't worry, don't rush over and get accidentally injured."

But Wen Zhong said that the first blow of Shenxiao Tianlei directly smashed the uncontrolled Jinsipa, and amidst the sound of thunder, the second blow of Shenxiao Tianlei was already brewing.

Wen Zhong's level is also level 29, with a mana value of 19200. His standard lightning strike consumes 3000 mana points, but with the fetters of the Thunder God Order, he only needs to consume 1500 mana points.

Therefore, under the condition of full mana, Wen Zhong's Shenxiao Tianlei can release a full 12 times. This is not an ordinary sky thunder, but it is blessed with 200% thunder and mighty power, and the special effect of replacing the sky penalty has been added.

However, to take charge of Heaven's Punishment needs to be judged first. Obviously, the situation is urgent, and Wen Zhong has not had time to judge this group of people.

Even so, the power of the thunder that falls in front of your eyes is far more than the thunder of the heavenly tribulation that ordinary monsters endured when they turned into human beings, and it is only inferior to the ninety-nine and 81 heavenly tribulations when they become immortals.

The golden mask formed by the joint efforts of all the disciples performed well. The second thunder from the heavens fell and only opened a big hole in the golden mask, but it failed to break through the magic circle.

However, most of the disciples of the Jiange in Lingshan looked sluggish and lacked energy.

Qin Yun dared to let so many disciples die here. If such a big thing happened, he would be skinned even if he fled back.

At that moment, Qin Yun disregarded his seriously injured body just now, and forcibly used his mana to cooperate with his disciples to re-block the huge gap in the golden mask.

"thorn"

Another huge lightning bolt fell, this time with preparations, Luo Bin finally saw the sky thunder clearly, the thunder light with a diameter of 4 to 5 meters thick made his whole body go numb just by looking at it.

Similarly, Qin Yun and the others were also prepared this time. When the sky thunder fell, they failed to shatter the golden mask like before.

But the original golden mask, like a huge washbasin, was placed upside down on the disciples of Lingshan Jiange.

But now, all the disciples knelt down on the ground, supporting the sky with one hand, and the golden mask also shrunk by a large circle at a speed visible to the naked eye. Only Qin Yun was still standing strong.

However, the blood spilling from the corner of the mouth again proved that there is no benefit to having too hard leg joints.

There was thunder rolling in his ears, Qin Yun knew that this kind of sky thunder had not yet come to an end, but with the current state of him and all his disciples, at most they could withstand one blow at most.

And after one blow, even if the sky thunder stopped striking, there would still be a group of enemies staring at them in front of them, how could they survive the serious injuries?

At this moment, Qin Yun regretted it. The brother originally wanted him to negotiate with Luo Bin.

But he had heard about the trade between his disciple and Luo Temple for the Tiger Demon, and felt that the people in Luo Temple were too rampant. If he really negotiated with nice words, he would definitely be yelled at by the lion.

Therefore, he simply came to dismount first, establish a prestige, and then speak again, and those people will be honest.

Who would have thought that the people in this Luoshen Temple are a bunch of people who are unwilling to suffer losses, and there are quite a few masters, and he suffered several big losses as soon as the battle started.

But now there is no time for him to think too much. Seeing that the next thunderbolt was about to fall, Qin Yun gritted his teeth and threw another object from his arms.

Those of them who practice swords have practiced to a high level, and everything in the world can be a sword. Like their pavilion masters, although they have not yet reached that level, they have long since stopped using flying swords.

But Qin Yun and the others are still far behind, so a good flying sword is their greatest hope.

But the flying sword has high attack speed, fast speed, and is difficult to control. Of course, the super-visual strike from thousands of miles away is very effective.

Once someone gets close, his fragile body is like paper. Just like before, Qin Yun had a flying sword to protect his body, but when the little boy got close, Qin Yun was almost roasted dry.

Therefore, those who practice swords, if they don't have [-]% confidence in their swordsmanship, they will usually prepare an extra magic weapon for self-defense.

What was thrown out just now was the highest-grade magic weapon on Qin Yun's body, called the golden bell cover.

It is also built on the principle of a golden mask. In the words of the elders of Lingshan Jiange, it is extremely powerful in protecting the body and cannot be broken by ten thousand spells.

It is true that Wanfa was not used, the golden bell shattered when the thunder struck for the third time, and the owner of the magic weapon didn't care about the heartache, and under the cover of the golden bell, called the disciples to mount the flying swords.

Luo Bin originally wanted to intercept, but this group of people was unhappy and escaped very quickly. Although everyone looked like they were dying, they were extremely proficient in holding flying swords.

Feijian's speed is very fast, but all the disciples have different levels of cultivation. At this time, no one is thinking about forming an formation. Under the rolling sky and thunder, it is more important to run for their lives.

The others fled, but a dozen or so with low cultivation bases were here to make up the number of people in the Golden Light Formation. It was okay to hold a sword, but it was too difficult to carry people.

There was no way, as the leader of the team, there was also his disciple of Qin Yun, so he couldn't just lose it like this, so he had to call out his flying sword and turn it into a giant sword to carry people.

Qin Yun was already seriously injured, and with so many extra disciples on board, he couldn't speed up even if he wanted to.

Although Luo Bin could no longer catch up, Ao Xue was not reconciled. With the permission of Empress Nuwa, she had already turned into a dragon body and waited in front.

The dragon can be big or small, can rise or hide, Ao Xue was careless before, but now after suffering a loss, she finally has a long memory, the shrunken fingernails are as big as hiding in the clouds, no matter how good the eyesight is, it is difficult to detect .

The strong wind and furious thunder brought by Wen Zhong were of great help. Qin Yun and his dozen or so disciples didn't even realize that the strong wind around them was against them. Amidst the howling wind, their flying speed was getting slower and slower. .

"No, my flying sword has its own barrier, how can it be slowed down by the wind."

As soon as the words fell, a large number of lightning strikes appeared in the strong wind, which was different from Wen Zhong's single lightning strike. Ao Xue's wind and lightning strikes were ball lightning, with more numbers but much less power.

Even if the power is weakened, it is enough in such an environment. A large number of small electric snakes attack, and the disciples on the giant sword have no time to resist.

Some were injured by electricity, and some fell directly from the flying sword. They couldn't control the sword by themselves even when they were paralyzed. When they were about to die, they were swept away by a dragon's tail.

The disciples who were not the main target of the attack were all electrocuted, and Qin Yun, the main controller of Feijian, was even more heavily served.

A small Qin Yun appeared in Qin Yun's abdominal cavity, holding a small sword, and the sword light flew flying, directly volleying and exploding these electric snakes.

However, there were too many electric snakes, and Qin Yun was distracted from manipulating the flying sword. The small Qin Yun was accidentally bitten by an electric snake.

In an instant, little Qin Yun and big Qin Yun started to twitch together, and could no longer control Feijian, and fell down.

　Thanks: Longing for the reward of salted fish!
　　
　
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