Xintianyou's plan is the last step and the most critical step.

The real person of the Holy Fetal Bodhi is not afraid of it. What is terrible is that the great elder Lei Ming, who is at the peak of the trance, must be killed.

But the old Taoist rode a crane and couldn't reach it. If he wanted to use the laziness bead to destroy him, his height must be level so that he would not be blocked by the huge body of the white crane.

Xintianyou cannot reach that high, and has used the magic seal to achieve a second battery life, but it is also washed away by the water dragon.

Only by climbing to the spire of the lonely peak and jumping up can the other party's head, torso and other main parts are completely exposed to the field of view.

While running away, he estimated the time of chasing behind him and also paid attention to the movements and stills of the sky to adjust. When he stepped on the top and rushed into the sky, the distance from the old Taoist was about twenty meters, and the height was flush, which was suitable for attack.

Perfect!

In the backflying, Xin Tianyou flipped his body, put three inert beads on each of his hands, and looked forward with his neck.

Unfortunately, ideals are full and reality is skinny.

He had Zhang Liang's plan, and he had a ladder.

He planned to be a vegetarian, but he was not a vegetarian. He planned how to deal with him early.

Without thinking, Lei Ming threw out a small cauldron, spinning and magnifying rapidly in the air.

Xin Tianyou saw nothing and crashed into the darkness.

...

In the air, thunder roars and cranes hover.

Two meters away, a giant tripod that was more than two meters high was quietly floating. It was dark, simple and heavy, and exuded a momentum to suppress all directions.

A dull collision sound came from inside, but the giant tripod did not move at all, and the top cover was tightly slit.

The Great Elder pulled a contemptuous sneer at the corner of his mouth.

...

In the darkness, Xin Tianyou hit the wall several times.

I found that as soon as I hit, the light curtain would appear. The more violent the collision, the brighter the light curtain would be, and the more tough it would be. So I hid the lazy beads, pulled out the dragon's teeth, and gave up the ineffective action.

I heard from Chinese that this is one of the very clever methods, using the opponent's destructive power to replenish the formation. The stronger you are, the stronger it will become.

But it is not impossible to crack. It is best to find the corresponding trick. If you rely on brute force, you must be so fierce that the formation cannot bear it, resulting in collapse.

It's the same as unlocking.

The best strategy is to use iron wire to push it away, and the worst strategy is to use iron hammer to smash it away.

He was studying it together and finding out the trick, and remembering another thing.

Judging from the situation, the magic tripod is much higher than the magic seal. Is it just a little bit of power? Logically, it should have hidden killer moves. For example, when Sun Wukong was taken into the Yin-Yang two-gas cylinder by King Silver Horn, it almost turned into a barbecue.

The crow's mouth is often the most effective.

After Xin Tianyou's mind changed his mind, he heard drums sound like thunder and lightning suddenly appear.

However, Mr. Warning.

Suddenly I felt a terrible feeling and it shifted instantly.

Horrible...

The white light was dazzling. It turned out that the place where he was standing was broken through by lightning, and the air emitted a smell of burnt and sulfur.

Xintianyou was sweating coldly.

Good, if you are hit, you may not die of electricity and you will not be able to move. On Luofu Island, pretending to be an idiot and causing trouble, and you were hit by Chongxiaozi's flashing lightning, and your whole body was immediately paralyzed.

After he dodged away, before he stood firm, he heard a loud "bang" sound again. He was shocked to his mind, as if every particle in his body was about to break into powder.

In such a small and closed space, echoes are stacked layer by layer. A needle that falls to the ground is like a thunderbolt from the sky, which is not easy to play with.

Xin Tianyou knew that his mind was bad, and his body instinctively moved sideways again and rushed towards the center.

The light flashed again, and the click was almost reached.

The thunder broke out again, only half a second later.

With the help of lightning, Xin Tianyou realized that he was trapped in a non-virtual and non-real space. It seemed as if the dome was covered with high walls on all sides, and two gods stood in the center.

A big man with a belly with his belly raised, his muscles were bulging, and he had two wings on his back, and an eye was on the center of his forehead. He had a red face, a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, and held a hammer in his hands and beat a big drum against a big drum.

He looks a bit like Lei Zhenzi.

The other one is a dignified woman, with red clothes and white pants, and holding a mirror on both hands on the upper and lower right.

When the woman separates the two mirrors, the mirror emits light.

When the lightning lights came together, the man beat the drum violently.

This is……

Thunder God, electric mother.

The more Xin Tianyou advanced toward the center, the louder the thunder. He was so shocked that his headache was about to explode, so he had to retreat and run around.

Grandma, the real person who is at the peak of his excitement is indeed two tricks. The name of the old bull, Lei Ming, is really not a fool.

Fortunately, the movements of the two gods were mechanical and could not adapt to the changes. The electric light and drum sound were extremely regular, and they were always half a beat slower than his reaction.

But this is not a solution.

The lightning is easy to hide, but it cannot stop. If you slow down, you will be hit. If you run like this, you will be exhausted.

What's worse is that the sound of thunder is everywhere. Like a sea tide, it is stacking layer by layer, getting bigger and bigger, and it is gradually forming huge waves...

Xintian wandered around twice, urging his eyes to the extreme, and released the divine needle. Seeing that the god's body was obviously stagnant, it became illusory, like two thin shadows.

The thunder continued, the lightning continued, but the rhythm was slower without sensation.

Hahaha……

Xintian has fun.

It turned out that it was just two wisps of souls, not puppets. The interference of the magical fluctuations generated by the divine needle became dull.

If you know the foundation, it will be easy.

He raised his dragon's teeth diagonally while running, shouting:

"receive!"

However, it was useless to shout out loud, and the phantoms of the two gods remained unmoved. They were not wandering ghosts, and they were just squirting into the sword.

what to do?

If you sacrifice the flame essence, they will definitely burn them to no residue. But in such a small and closed space, the temperature will rise sharply. If you don’t say you are burned, you may become half-baked.

Besides, when the fire burned all over, there was no way to get any oil. After working hard in Fengxi Valley for a night, I collected a few evil spirits and dozens of little ghosts. There were two souls in front of me. Isn’t it a pity that I was wasted?

Send the little dragon to swallow it?

At present, affected by thunder and lightning, the dragon shape that is barely condensed is unstable, clumsy in action, and is easily killed.

what to do?

He ran and thought, and had an idea.

As soon as he threw his hand, the dragon's teeth passed through Thunder Gong's chest, and the illusory shadow suddenly shook out a ripples. Just as he passed through his chest, a cute dragon head poked out from the tip of the sword, took a bite and then retracted.

Xin Tianyou accelerated under his feet, ran to the other side in an instant, and raised his hand to catch Longya.

Sure enough, there was a trace of sacred aura in the sword.

Throw it again.

Hehe, picking soil at the tip of the needle is a little stupid. Fortunately, it is enough physical strength, so it is okay to run hundreds of thousands of laps.

After nearly a hundred consecutive times, the sacred aura in the small sword gradually became richer.

A clear hole suddenly appeared on Thunder Gong's chest, and a trace of smoke drifted out. The rhythm of the drum beat was still extinguished with the lightning, and it was not disordered, but the intensity of the drum sound decreased by a large part.
Chapter completed!