The interval between each thunder and lightning is five minutes.
This also means that Han Sanqian only has five minutes to escape from here.
Otherwise, when the next shock strikes, Han Sanqian will once again face the pain of having his soul sucked out, and by then, Han Sanqian will probably lose this little bit of an impossible opportunity in front of him.
Should you seize this impossible opportunity and create an opportunity abruptly, or should you close your eyes and be comfortable for at least five minutes before waiting to die?
Two choices were placed in front of Han Sanqian.
But it is obvious that Han Sanqian's choice is always to go against the current.
In five minutes, trying to recover from a state of being unable to control the body to a posture of breaking free from the claws of the Fowei Tianlong is obviously far more difficult for ordinary people than reaching the sky.
But for Han Sanqian, the difficulty of reaching heaven is not the complete end of hope.
Besides, he had no choice.
"The energy of chaos!"
Everything nowadays, whether body or consciousness, seems to be in a state of collective strike, so the only hope is the chaotic energy in Han Sanqian's body.
But the problem is that even if you want the car to start, you need to light the fire first. If you want the firecrackers to explode, you also need a fuse.
Everything about Han Sanqian has basically come to a standstill. Personally speaking, it is very difficult for him to even move his eyes, let alone get lucky.
what to do?
What should we do?
Han Sanqian's mind was running rapidly, desperately thinking of various methods.
But every method he thought of was quickly rejected by Han Sanqian.
All methods must first follow one principle, that is, Han Sanqian must first be able to control his body and circulate the chaotic energy in his body.
But, this is simply impossible to do.
"Oops."
Han Sanqian suddenly heard thunder rolling in the clouds, and his heart suddenly sank.
Five minutes is almost extremely fast!
It had disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the next wave of thunder was about to come. But unfortunately, Han Sanqian had dozens of ideas in his mind, but none of them were feasible.
"Soul of the Demonic Dragon, it seems that I am sorry for your sacrifice this time." Han Sanqian was extremely depressed.
Although he couldn't move his eyes, because of his face pressed against the ground, he could see from the corner of his eye that in the sky above, there was lightning, which could even light up half of the night sky.
With such power, not to mention the current Han Sanqian, even Han Sanqian in his heyday would have had enough to drink a pot.
"Damn it, how could it be that if I go through the thunder and lightning, one day I will die in this muffled thunder and lightning?"
Han Sanqian was very depressed!
"Damn it, a group of monks can actually summon such powerful thunder and lightning!"
Speaking of which, Han Sanqian also found it unbelievable. Forgetting the power of thunder and lightning, the most important thing was that it could pull out people's souls!
But suddenly, just when Han Sanqian was very depressed and sighed at the power of thunder and lightning, his eyes that could not move suddenly became bright!
Thunder and lightning!
Thunder and lightning!
Yes, it's just lightning.
No matter how strong he is, he is still thunder and lightning, right?!
At this time, a picture of the Eight Trigrams suddenly flashed in Han Sanqian's mind, the so-called Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui! Thunder is for shock, and electricity is for fire!
"Fuck, if you want to mess with me, I'm going to mess with you too." Thinking of this, Han Sanqian laughed to himself in a cold voice.
"God will not kill me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, facing the shocking lightning that fell from the sky, Han Sanqian refused to leave.
"Han Sanqian, please move." The Demon Dragon Soul, which had just recovered from the pain in its soul, couldn't help but exclaimed when seeing this.
But Han Sanqian didn't seem to hear it. He couldn't move his eyes and kept looking at the shocking lightning in the sky with his peripheral vision!
Close, close, getting closer.
"Han Sanqian!"
The demon dragon shouted angrily!
boom!
The electric light goes straight!
Three thousand direct thunderbolts!
"That's it now!"
Shili gritted his teeth suddenly, almost at the moment when a shock of electricity hit Zhonghan Sanqian.
"It's up to you!"
Bang!
Shocking lightning struck Han Sanqian, the rain everywhere was jagged with lightning, and the moist soil on the ground also flashed black under the lightning.
The valley was completely illuminated by the electric explosion!
boom!
Suddenly, a huge figure flew up from the valley!
But what is different from the last time is that this time there is a dragon shadow above the head of the huge figure!
"Ha, the twin shadows of man and dragon, that boy Han Sanqian is really finished. It seems that all the souls in his body have been drained out this time. It will be completely refined in a moment."
"Haha, it seems that we have to finish work earlier than the two days that Master just said."
A group of monks were even more happy and didn't know why.
Only Ming Yu, the more things went smoothly, the more she frowned. Judging from Han Sanqian's ability, his soul should be very strong. Even if he didn't resist the refining process, it would definitely take a very long time.
However, how long has it been since then? Han Sanqian seems to be unstoppable!
Maybe others will take it lightly, but Ming Yu also knows Han Sanqian very well...
Suddenly, her eyes narrowed, and there was a strange shadow above the dragon shadow!
