The ghost-headed thunder knife in Wang Hui's hand flashed with a blue light, and the true energy actually condensed into a solid body, making the blade sharper. His sword directly slashed at the position of the ox-headed Yin Shen's dantian. No matter how strong the Yin Shen was, his weakness was the same. As long as his dantian was destroyed, it could prevent him from constantly absorbing dead energy and resurrecting it, so his choice was naturally correct.

However, just as his long sword was about to slash on the Yin Shen of NiuTou, he suddenly felt danger. He didn't know where the danger came from, but a certain degree of natural affinity told him that the danger came from heaven.

He looked up and saw that the sky suddenly became cloudy, and a feeling of depression like apocalyptic was directly transmitted through his body and into his brain.

"Get out quickly!" Wang Hui roared, no longer caring about hiding his own interests. While summoning the Tiger King Armor, a hundred blood skeletons summoned them out at the same time, gathered above his head, protecting him and Ling Yue and others.

Before his defense was fully completed, a terrifying thunder sounded and lightning struck directly.

With just a moment, the bull-headed Yin Shen was burnt black with electricity, but because of his strength, he was still breathing there.

Except for the six subordinate disciples of Wang Hui and Liu Yun, the other eight Shangqing disciples did not have time to use the life-saving spirit weapon at the last moment, and they were all burned to ashes. They did not have the strong body of the Niutao Yin God, and they could not remain intact after being hit by lightning, and even their souls were burned to ashes directly.

Under the desperate protection of one hundred blood skeletons and under the protection of the energy canopy emitted by the Tiger King Armor, Wang Hui, Ling Yue and others desperately fled outside the Thunder Zone.

The lightning strikes hit him one after another. Although they were weaker each time, even so, the terrifying power still caused Wang Hui to lose more than a dozen blood skeletons at once. It was not easy to refine this thing, which made him feel so distressed.

Moreover, almost every lightning strike will cost more than a dozen. If this continues, if he cannot quickly escape from the lightning area, he will be afraid that his blood skeleton will be completely scrapped.

He dared not use the Yangxian Demon Destroy Mirror for the time being. First, the soul of Duanmu Ling is housed there, and second, once this thing is used, it will definitely be felt by Qin Tian. At that time, it will not be as simple as death. He may also be ruined and completely become a great sinner of Shangqing Sect. Even if he escapes, he will probably be despised by the Taoist Sect in the World.

It would be fine if his strength is strong, but at worst he could be a devil, but the key is that with his current strength, he is seeking death in his mind.

So unless it is absolutely necessary, he will never use the Yangxian Demon-Destroying Mirror, especially within the sphere of influence of Shangqing Sect.

Wu Cizi said that Lei Ming's range was about one hundred meters, and he was not wrong, but the further away from Lei Ming's core, the weaker the power of the thunder lightning.

However, due to the continuous losses of the Blood Skeleton, his pressure not only did not decrease due to the weakening of lightning, but also increased.

The most helpless thing is that if he wants the Blood Skeleton to protect himself, he cannot use lightning, because this magic weapon cannot keep up with his speed for the time being. Although it is not far away, it is very difficult.

In the end, there were only a dozen blood skulls left. Wang Hui jumped hard, trying to escape from danger, because if he continued to jog like this, he was afraid that the blood skull would not be able to hold on.

But he never expected that when this series of lightning strikes was about to end, a flash of lightning strike came. It was obviously the weakest lightning strike but it became extremely powerful. He had already tried his best to escape, but he was still bombarded by lightning.

The Tiger King Armor exerted its due effect at this time, blocking the last lightning directly, so that Wang Hui did not suffer any damage, but he, Ling Yue and others directly blasted into the deep pit seven or eight meters underground.

"Are you all okay?" Wang Hui put away the bone bag and asked hurriedly.

Ling Yue and others hurriedly checked each other, but found that Xiao Zhang Bao, who should have been the best protected by Wang Hui, was under a lot of lightning attacks because he was too close to Wang Hui. Although his body was intact at this time, his heart stopped beating and he had no breath at all.

Whether it is explained in scientific ways or in terms of cultivation, there is only one result.

Zhang Bao died, and even his soul became fragmented. Even if he had transformed into a lotus, he would not be able to save him.

"Zhang Bao, hey! Zhang Bao, don't scare your brother. I won't do it if you pretend to die." Wang Hui really likes Zhang Bao, and he feels like his younger brother. But he didn't expect that this child who had been with him for less than a day died like this. He really couldn't accept it.

"Brother Wang, Zhang Bao is already dead. It's useless to torture yourself like this. It's better to find the murderer behind this scene to avenge Zhang Bao." Ling Yue hugged Zhang Bao in his arms and said softly.

She spent a longer time with Zhang Bao, and in terms of feelings for Zhang Bao, she would definitely not be less than Wang Hui.

"Yes! Revenge! I want to crush the person who created this incident to ashes!" Wang Hui discovered for the first time that he was so angry. Even if he was plotted against by Xue Bingyi and assassinated by the warriors sent by Ruan Jun, he had never been as angry as he was today.

In the distance, Wu Cizi looked at the scorched earth with satisfaction after the thunder and lightning roar. Because he could no longer see a living person, he naturally thought that Wang Hui and others were all dead.

"After collecting the formation, let's harvest the fruits of victory." Wu Cizi said excitedly.

"Hahaha, Brother Wu is really worthy of being the young master of Tianmu Mountain. The Nine Heavens Xuan Lei Sword is really powerful. Not only did he kill the Niu-headed Yin God with one blow, but he also solved Wang Hui by the way, and he really killed two birds with one stone." Wang Qin also laughed.

Mo Shuiyun reminded him with some concern: "A few of the dead people were Liu Yun's subordinate disciples. Liu Yun has always treated them like sisters and brothers. Will there be trouble if we kill them this time?"

"What are you afraid of? If you don't say it, I won't say it. Who knows this?" Wu Cizi said indifferently.

"That's right, twenty people here will make a poisonous oath first. They will never reveal what happened today, otherwise they will suffer the punishment of heaven and earth and die!" Wang Qin suggested.

"Well, swear, you must swear. This is a big issue that concerns the lives of twenty of us. You can't be careless. Even Xue Bingyi and Fenghou cannot say this today. Only twenty of us know about it." Wu Cizi nodded and said.

Everyone did not want to be troubled by Liu Yun, so naturally they all agreed to make a poisonous oath. People who practice cultivation swore are not as casual as ordinary people's swear, because once a person who practices swears, this vow will have real effect and no one dares to underestimate it. Therefore, few people dare to risk their own risk and violate their oath.

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