Heaven Reward and Punishment Group

690 - Dodge
Zhang Xue continued to scream in pain in the Baosheng Clock, her voice became hoarse, and every part of her body was burned in unbearable pain. She was stimulated to run wildly in the Baosheng Clock, but there were everywhere in the Baosheng Clock. Sea of ​​fire, where is there a place to hide?

The skin and flesh on Zhang Xue's body began to fall and burn further, becoming a burning man, but Zhang Xue, who had fallen from the flesh and flesh, was still alive and kicking, and the bones and flesh inside seemed not afraid of the fire!
As soon as the blazing golden fire was ignited, the situation over Dongxing Mountain suddenly changed!

The sky is clear and the sun is rising in the east, but the top of the eastbound mountain is full of storms. Centered on the sky above Baosheng Clock, dark clouds appear out of thin air, forming a huge whirlpool, like a millstone.

Wang Hongda looked up and felt happy: Yes, yes, that's it!Daoist Ran Deng really gave me a powerful fire!
The four apprentices looked up and saw that the dark cloud was as black as ink, and the vortex in the center was even more frightening to see. Before Wang Hongda made weapons, there had never been such a huge tribulation thunder!
Wang Xuesong reminded everyone: "Get ready!"

The four disciples closed their eyes and recited the Kurong Sutra in the wooden book. Their bodies were covered with green light and turned into a barrier, enveloping Wang Hongda.

"Crack!"

Amidst a loud bang mixed with crackling sparks, a purple sky thunder fell from the vortex of dark clouds and struck the Baosheng Clock!
"Hey!"

The four of Wang Xuesong exerted strength, and with a flash of green light, they gathered above the Baosheng Clock and resisted the divine thunder.

"Boom!"

All four of them were shaken by the force of the shock, and one staggered and almost fell!
Xu Hui was startled and said, "Why is the tribulation thunder so powerful this time?"

Wang Maosong's face was solemn: "Living and living people are against the sky, and the teacher also said that the teacher and mother have a lot of connections, and we have to do our best!"

As soon as the words fell, another tribulation thunder fell!
The four of Wang Xuesong stood in four directions and formed a formation. When the tribulation thunder fell, they were blocked by the green light.

However, after only two thunderbolts came down, the green light on the four people's bodies had already been consumed. This formation might not be able to support three thunderbolts!
Wang Xuesong raised his head and instructed everyone: "Listen well, connect another formation, and then use your own magic weapon to catch the thunder. Don't feel bad, even if it is broken, the teacher can use the treasure birth clock to repair it again!"

The other three looked at Wang Xuesong and nodded.

In an instant, the third tribulation thunder fell, with a flash of green light, the four people's ears were buzzing, their whole bodies went numb, and they fell to the ground.

"Ouch, oops..."

All four fell to the ground and struggled, and saw another divine thunder descend!
Wang Xuesong was lying on the ground convulsed by the electric shock, but he still waved his hand and lifted the Feiquan pestle into the sky.

Heaven's punishment is down, dare to sacrifice treasures and ascend to heaven?
The divine thunder fell, impartially, and just hit the Feiquan pestle!
"puff!--"

Wang Xuesong and Feiquan pestle were from the same source, and the one who was struck by lightning spit out a mouthful of blood, and knelt on the ground clutching his chest!
Immediately afterwards, with a clang, the Feiquan pestle was split into charred black, split into two pieces, and fell to the ground.

"what?"

The other three were shocked!

Wang Xuesong pointed to Xu Hui: "You come, I, take a breath first!"

Xu Hui nodded solemnly and raised his Qingji spear.

The Qingji gun rose into the air, a thunderbolt came down, and fell to the ground with a clang, and was burned red and smoking.

Wang Jiarui took a deep breath nervously, raised the sea-dumping stick, and took over the Qingji gun.

There was another thunder, and the sea-falling stick was not broken, because the sea-falling stick was already fire-resistant, but a hole was split, it was charred black, and it was still smoking.

Wang Jiarui, like Wang Xuesong, spat out a mouthful of blood and sat on the ground.

Finally it was Wang Maosong's turn.

Wang Maosong lowered his head and stroked the blast gun lightly, and said to himself: "A physical body, endless years, see the teacher, and then see the way!"

After finishing speaking, Wang Maosong raised his blast gun and suspended in mid-air.

The tribulation thunder descends!

"disease!"

The purple lightning pierced the sky, and when he was about to hit the blast gun, Wang Maosong stared, stomped his feet and pointed.

With a whoosh, the Gale Gun flew towards the front of the mountain at an incredible speed.

And that divine thunder was also sucked away and brought to the front of the mountain.

"boom!"

The earth trembled!

Wang Jiarui's mouth was bleeding, and she screamed: "Ah! ——My flower garden!"

Wang Maosong glanced at Wang Jiarui, nodded nervously, raised his blast gun again, and hovered over Baoshengzhong's head.

Another tribulation thunder fell.

"disease!"

The blast gun flew away again when the robbery thunder fell, but this time the robbery thunder followed closely behind, and Wang Maosong was actually slow.

"boom!"

The blast gun was chopped into pieces, not even a slag was left.

"what!--"

Wang Maosong knelt down screaming, spitting blood.

At this time, Wang Hongda's refinement had reached a critical stage, and his mana was basically exhausted.

In the sky, Jie Lei showed no sign of receding, and the dark clouds were still spinning back and forth like a millstone, preparing for the strongest blow!
"boom!"

The lightning fell again, Wang Xuesong looked up and saw that four lightning bolts fell at the same time!
Wang Xuesong screamed: "Shoot together!"

Wang Xuesong sacrificed the Hundred Sketches of Jiangshan, Xu Hui sacrificed the meat-corroded gourd, Wang Jiarui sacrificed the vitality bottle, and Wang Maosong sacrificed the Songyang Lantern to welcome the thunder disaster together!
Boom!

The earth trembled, and the wind and clouds changed color!
A hole was split in the map of Jiangshan Baicao, a small hole was drilled in the corroded gourd, a crack was split in the bottle of vitality, and the Songyang lamp was directly smashed.

The dark clouds finally dissipated, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, the clouds were light and the wind was light, as if nothing had happened, the sky was still sunny and the sun was rising.

However, refining is not over yet.

Both Bao Sheng Zhong and Chi Jin Huo had reached their limits, Wang Hongda was sweating profusely, and his mana had bottomed out.

In the Bao Sheng Zhong, Zhang Xue had been burned and lost consciousness, her whole body was scorched black, but she was still the original size and had not been burned to ashes.

Wang Hongda looked up at the sky, stomped his feet, and a golden figure appeared on his body, the phantom of a young Taoist, with a bun tied around his waist, a sword in the dust, clear eyes, and a spring breeze on his face.

Wang Hongda stood still, while Xuying waved his fly whisk, pouring his mana into Chijin Huobao Shengzhong.

But soon, the phantom became weaker and weaker, exhausted its mana, and disappeared.

Wang Hongda stomped his feet again, and let out a foul roar. A three-headed and six-armed phantom jumped out of Wang Hongda's body. He was covered in green, with a round face with a big belly and grinning teeth. Each hand held a weapon, and each face was equally ferocious. , There is a burning ring of fire in the back of the head.

"call!--"

Xu Ying spit a mouthful of flames on the Baosheng Clock, which lasted for a while, and the Baosheng Clock was burned as brightly as the sun, but soon, Xu Ying also dimmed and disappeared.

Only Wang Hongda himself was left. He took a deep breath, and the wooden book flew out of his heart, suspended above his head, shining green light on the blazing golden fire.

The blazing golden fire became brighter, and the bricks on the ground that were scorched by the flames turned red, and the four apprentices were also sweating profusely from the roasting, and they hid far away.

In the end, the light on the wooden book also disappeared and escaped into Wang Hongda's body!
Wang Hongda sighed in despair, and withdrew his hands: "Forget it, you can't force things."

(End of this chapter)