Fantasy: The Book of Heaven at the beginning changes fate against the will of heaven

And with the Yin Qi spreading in the air, the ghost cultivators seemed to be nourished, and each of them became extremely excited, and their combat power increased again. The monks in the city who had been suppressed were now in even greater danger.

"Damn it." Lu Yunchang cursed, "Just die."

It is better to die fighting than waiting to die.

In the sky south of the city, the situation of the young monks was particularly tragic.

Opposite him, the ghost cultivator who was nourished by Yin Qi became more and more aggressive. His voice was hoarse and he said triumphantly, "You'd better stop struggling and let me end your pain as soon as possible."

The young man was gasping for air, covered in blood, and his face was a little distorted. It was obvious that he was in great pain.

On his lower abdomen, a oozing wound was clearly visible, with blood flowing freely. Even if he practiced water magic, he couldn't control the flow of blood, which was extremely terrifying.

He raised his hand and condensed a curtain of water on the wound, but soon, the wound was stained red with blood, which had no effect at all.

"It's useless." Gui Xiu looked at this scene with a smile, a hint of joking flashed in his eyes, "The wound has been eroded by Yin Qi. Unless you use your own Tao to erase it, there is no other way. But in that case, you The level you have just been promoted to will fall, so how do you choose?"

The young monk's face was a little pale and his face was extremely ugly. Just seeing the ghost cultivator in front of him staring at him with eager eyes, he didn't dare to act rashly.

There is no way to go on like this. Fighting or not fighting means nothing to him. Is there any difference between dying early and dying late?

It's just that the ants are still trying to survive, let alone monks like them who are fighting for their lives. Although he was afraid of death, when he was about to face death, he realized that he was not actually that afraid.

"I choose nothing."

"Oh?" This answer surprised the ghost cultivator.

The young man formed a strange seal with his hands, guiding the remaining true energy in his body to quickly condense. In an instant, the water vapor between heaven and earth was pulled and gathered directly.

Seeing his actions, the ghost cultivator showed no expression: "Are you going to fight desperately? It's just that after fighting for so long, don't you know that the water method has no restraint effect on us ghost cultivators?"

"So what?" The young man's pale face became very calm.

Soon, a complex watermark condensed in front of him.

He used his true energy as a guide and slapped his palm on the water mark. Immediately, the watermark was shot towards the ghost cultivator.

"If you can't teach it, you can't teach it." The ghost cultivator remained motionless, waiting quietly for the watermark to appear.

Then with a wave of his hand and a slap, the watermark was shattered.

The watermark was shattered, and a talisman suddenly appeared.

When he saw this scene, he was surprised and said: "Heaven... thunder!"

He realized what he was doing and ran quickly. Just as he was about to start, a voice came.

"burst!"

The talisman in front of him seemed to have received instructions, and countless thunder burst out in an instant.

The roaring thunder instantly illuminated the entire sky, and the ghost cultivator inside it erupted into a burst of earth-shattering screams.

Do not live by sin.

If he hadn't underestimated the enemy, if he hadn't dispersed the water vapor and let it spread all over Fang Xu, giving him an excellent medium for the thunder to spread, Te wouldn't have been able to eat all the thunder from this talisman.

However, at this moment, thunder surged within the water vapor range, and it was so miserable for the ghost cultivator to be among them. Countless yin energy was scattered by the thunder, and then was directly dispersed by the thunder.

The ghost cultivator endured the whipping of thunder inside, but he was still calm and calm as before. He wanted to escape, but as soon as he gathered a trace of Yin Qi, it was immediately shattered by thunder. It was useless to try my best, I could only stay in the thunder and accept the baptism.

On the other side, the young monks who watched this scene were dumbfounded. He had a desperate mentality, but he couldn't even imagine such a scenario.

"Hey, why are you still standing there?" On the ground, Lu Yunchang shouted angrily, "Why don't you heal your wounds quickly?"

Only then did the young monk react. He landed on the ground, cupped his hands towards Lu Yunchang and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist, for your help."

Lu Yunchang waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to be polite, but his eyes were always fixed on the thunder area in the sky. Seeing that the thunder was about to dissipate, he raised his hand and threw another divine thunder talisman.

"You've made your brain stupid through cultivation. You didn't end the battle quickly even though you had the upper hand. You insisted on letting people wait for reinforcements. Who will die if you don't die?"

Beside him, the young monk trembled in his heart when he heard this. Fortunately, this guy was a fellow Taoist, otherwise he might have died countless times.

After Lu Yunchang tossed the talisman, he turned around and saw that the young monk was looking at him with a confused expression. He thought that this guy didn't have any healing items, so he raised his hand and threw a bottle of healing medicine at him.

The young monk was disturbed by the sudden movement and came back to his senses to take it in a hurry. Just as he was about to speak, Lu Yunchang threw two more talismans towards him.

The young monk was startled and subconsciously wanted to hide, but he heard Lu Yunchang say: "I'll give you two spirit-gathering talismans. Fellow Taoist, please quickly find a place to heal your wounds."

"Thank you, fellow Taoist."

The young monk took the two spirit-gathering talismans and thanked them. Feeling the condition of his body and knowing that he couldn't delay, he turned around and found an empty room to start healing.

"Oh, you are quite tenacious, and you are not dead yet?"

The young monk was about to enter the room when he suddenly heard Lu Yunchang's words. Turning around, he saw him raising his hand and throwing two more divine thunder talismans.

"Then be twice as happy."

Seeing this scene, the young monk felt a chill running down his spine, and directly listed the fellow Taoist in front of him as one of the beings that must not be provoked. He doesn't give any chance at all. When he gets the chance, he kills people without giving them any chance to make a comeback.

At the same time, at several fighting locations in the east, west and north of the city, the originally fierce fighting scenes briefly stagnated.

Everyone turned to look towards the south of the city and saw thunder surging over there and bursts of thunder. Along with the ghost cultivator's screams, everyone's hearts trembled.

"Lei, Leifa?"

The voices of some ghost cultivators trembled when they spoke. These ghost cultivators are innately afraid of monks from the thunder and fire lineage, especially monks who specialize in thunder and lightning. They are simply their innate nemesis.

"No, it's not Refa."

Another ghost cultivator shook his head and said. It's just that he was a little unsure and didn't say it with certainty. If it was a thunder method, the monk would probably be killed instantly instead of screaming like this for a long time.

Because the Leifa monk has the Thunder Dao attached to him, it is not as simple as a simple thunder.

In fact, he was right.

But even if it wasn't thunder, such thunder would definitely be enough for them to have a good drink.

Lu Yunchang's heart finally dropped when he heard the screams getting smaller and smaller in the sky. He was still a little worried that if these ghost cultivators could find a way to restrain the thunder, then he could just lie down this time.