Chapter 564: Stop the Thunder Lord and confront him
Two top-quality artifacts and one top-quality artifacts both emit dazzling light and soar into the sky, and are about to penetrate Wu Maming.
Three magical artifacts were poured down by thunder, making crackling sounds.
The only top-grade artifact exploded and was instantly destroyed by a roll of Thunder Pool.
The monk, who was the top-grade magic weapon of the imperial envoy, bleeded blood from his mouth, and his body fell from mid-air, hitting the protective formation hard, and a crisp sound sounded inside his body, as if the bones in his body were smashed.
However, the two top-quality artifacts passed through the thunder pool and continued to stab at Wu Maming.
The man raised his hand and kissed it down. The violent thunder surged, condensed into a huge palm in front of him, and slapped it down.
The top-quality artifact thorns in the palm of the thunder, and the terrifying aura continued to explode, forming layers of air waves.
The middle-level cultivator who was the two magical artifacts, who were in charge of these two magical artifacts, had a bleeding mouth, but was still madly urging the immortal energy in his body.
Bang bang bang bang!
Accompanied by a series of explosions, two top-quality artifacts were pressed down by Thunder's palms.
"burst!"
Two middle-level monks in the Creation Realm, one of the older men, had a roar, and roared with clothes all over his body.
Rumble!
One of the two top-quality artifacts exploded directly, turning into a terrifying wave of air, spreading in all directions.
Another top-quality artifact long sword was swept away on the spot.
Wu Maming's palm constructed by thunder was also shattered, and the boundless thunder quickly dissipated.
The old man opened his mouth and spewed out a blood arrow, his body was shaking, almost falling from mid-air, and was supported by the middle-aged man beside him.
"Father!"
The middle-aged man looked anxious and recalled the flying sword with one move.
The treasure light on the sword was dim. It was obvious that the sword was also damaged in the explosion just now.
"I have the courage to actually explode my natal magic weapon."
Wu Maming had a faint smile on his face, and his voice became as plain as water again.
However, it is unknown whether he says this or praise or ridicule.
"I have been passed down from the Immortal Sword Mountain for hundreds of thousands of years. I don't know where I offended my seniors, so I killed us?" The old man asked while coughing up blood.
"Your existence is a sin, and it has wasted too many resources." Wu Maming still smiled, and the Nine Heavenly Thunder Bow above his head was divided into nine and spread in the void.
Nine thunder arrows flew out, and each Jiutian Ji thunder bow was placed on it and slowly pulled away.
Suddenly, a violent and terrifying aura swept through the sky, like a storm on the eve of a storm.
The entire void, the black clouds rolled and the strong wind howled.
As the nine longbows slowly spread, nine different colors of thunder spread rapidly above the arrows, woven into nine bright butterflies in the dark void.
The wings made of thunder flapped gently, rolling up layers of thunder.
"So as long as you can take over my magical power - the Nine-level Thunder Butterfly in the Canghai, let you go, so what?"
The man who was blown away before slowly flew over and stood with the father and son.
"This is what you said." The man's aura was extremely unstable, but a look of hope flashed in his eyes.
"certainly!"
Wu Maming's mouth slightly raised, revealing a hint of disdain.
Nine butterflies made of thunder are still dancing in the void.
However, the terrifying aura that continued to rise made the three of them sink.
Below, the protective formation of Xianjian Mountain made an overwhelming crackling sound, and fine lines appeared one after another.
Then, with a bang, it exploded directly.
Everyone in Xianjian Mountain exclaimed in surprise.
The three people floating in the air also changed their expressions and opened their mouths and couldn't speak.
The wind roared around the witch and horses, a thunder dragon wrapped around his body, his head facing the sky, and made a long and low roar.
The nine big bows trembled slightly, and a buzzing sound came from the void.
Nine thunder butterflies fell through the air, with their wings thunder arcs shattering their heads towards the gate of Xianjian Mountain below.
The old man raised his kick and kicked the two people around him away. His breath surged and he flew towards the sky.
While flying out, the bones in the body made crackling sounds, and blood arrows burst out from the surface of the skin, sprinkling the sky.
"Father!"
The middle-aged man let out a sorrowful cry and tried his best to activate the top-quality immortal weapon and long sword.
The long sword turned into a hundred-foot sword energy, soared into the sky, killing towards Wu Maming.
The old man coughed up blood at the corners of his mouth, and blood was also leaking from his eyes, and his cultivation was urged to the extreme.
The whole person turned into a long sword that penetrated the sky and the earth, stabbing at a thunder butterfly.
Only a sting sound was heard, and the long sword pierced through the Thunder Butterfly's body and split his body in half.
However, the split thunder butterfly recovered in an instant and fell downwards.
The speed is as fast as an arrow.
The old man's long sword turned into a slight pause, then changed direction and stabbed Wu Ma Ming straight.
Just as the nine thunder butterflies were about to fall into the earth, Lin Qin in the distance murmured in a low voice: "Prison, Nine-level Thunder Method."
As his right hand spread out, an egg-sized ball of light appeared in the palm of his palm.
At the same time, outside the Xianjian Mountain, a transparent light curtain made of thunder appeared, wrapping the bottom firmly.
The next moment, nine thunder butterflies blasted on the light curtain one after another, stirring up layers of thunder waves.
A sea of thunder spread out, flooding the surroundings.
Immediately afterwards, a round bead appeared over the sea of thunder.
A suction force came, sucking all the thunder sea into it, and in an instant, it disappeared completely.
At the same time, the old man's long sword transformed into a illusion and the middle-aged man's top-quality artifact long sword also came to Wu Maming's approach.
Wu Maming's expression did not change much, and he kept banging his fingers.
Two finger winds built by thunder shot out, blocking both long swords.
puff!
The old man's figure was revealed, and he opened his mouth and sprayed a blood arrow again, and his body fell straight down from the void.
"Father!"
The middle-aged man exclaimed, galloped from afar, and supported the old man.
Wu Maming did not take action again, but looked in the direction where Lin Qin was, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.
"You have worked so hard. As soon as you came here, you kept doing things for others."
Lin Qin walked step by step from a distance, and he didn't forget to mock him.
Wu Maming didn't reply, and the Nine Heavens Thunder Bow fell from the sky and penetrated from the top of his head.
Immediately, his body began to transform into illusion.
Thunders drilled in and out of his body.
The thunder dragon surrounding his body also crawled in.
In just a moment, the violent thunder around disappeared without a trace.
"Although my cultivation has not fully recovered to the Taoist lord's realm, it is impossible for you to keep me."
After doing all this, Wu Maming spoke indifferently.
"You must have left a soul mark in Zhou Tai's body, so that you can find me so quickly. When I leave this time, I will find it and erase it."
Lin Qin smiled faintly and glanced at the three people in the distance who were still in shock.
"Take your disciples of the sect and leave quickly."
After he reminded him, the middle-aged man woke up, carried his father on his back, returned to the sect with another person, began to gather and stay away from here.
Wu Maming did not stop these people from doing anything.
Chapter completed!