Sui Miaozhu snorted, and the light red light turned red under the thunder. The color became darker and darker, and it actually blocked a thunderbolt.
Song Wuji shook his head and smiled disdainfully.
He saw that Sui Miaozhu was so deep that it was impossible to block the thunder.
The power of thunder cannot be blocked at all. Sui Miaozhu is not Chu Li, so he cannot twist the void and cause the thunder to change its direction.
Chu Li shouted loudly: "Come here quickly!"
The two women wanted to move their bodies to join them, but Song Wuji fell from the void and stood in front of them, with a sneer on his handsome face.
Thunder after thunder struck Chu Li non-stop, but Chu Li twisted the void and changed it. The thunder could not enter within three feet, and it was extremely stable.
But the two women were teetering under the thunder and would be defeated at any time.
Sui Miaozhu waved her hands, forming strange hand seals one after another. Lu Yurong also began to form seals, and the power of the two was separated in the void.
The dark clouds in the sky slowly dispersed, and the thunder actually weakened.
The sneer on Song Wuji's face was still there, and the thunder seal was gently raised, and then dark clouds enveloped him again, quickly gathered in, and returned to its original state.
Thunder has also regained its density and power.
Chu Li did not dare to relax and be careless. He had to concentrate on using the Demonic Air Control Technique, otherwise Lu Yurong would not be able to bear the thunder falling.
On the opposite side, Sui Miaozhu and Fu Caiwei were teetering on the verge of collapse at any time.
He wanted to save but was unable to do anything, so he could only watch helplessly.
The red light shield became thicker and thicker, turning into a red cloth that enveloped them. Their faces could no longer be seen clearly, but they could only see dense lightning bolts like silver swords piercing the red cloth.
Lu Yurong kept forming seals with her hands, using the power of the Divine King Palace to interfere with Song Wuji and reduce the pressure on the two women. Unfortunately, the effect was somewhat weak.
She turned around and said: "If we save them, the God King could have drawn more power, but she was kind-hearted and did not sacrifice others to save herself."
Chu Li nodded with a solemn expression and sighed secretly in his heart.
"Bang!" There was a muffled sound, and the red cloth exploded into nothingness.
Several bolts of thunder struck them.
Chu Li hugged Lu Yurong's slender waist and suddenly appeared next to the two women. His back suffered severe pain, and a surge of force penetrated him, severely injuring him in an instant.
He knew it was a trap, but he had to escape it.
"Hehe, he is indeed a passionate person!" Song Wuji sneered.
Chu Li was in the air, still holding Lu Yurong in his arms, staring coldly at Song Wuji who was already approaching: "Such a despicable method, seriously..."
Song Wuji floated in the void, keeping an arm's length distance from Chu Li who was flying out, and said with a smile: "Isn't it stupid to do everything to the best of your ability, and to restrain your hands when fighting others?"
Chu Li sighed: "I admire you! I can't be so shameless!"
"That's because you are stupid!" Song Wuji sneered and hit him in the chest with another palm.
Lu Yurong wanted to reach out to help block it, but she couldn't do it in time.
Song Wuji stared at Lu Yurong with bright eyes and praised: "Chu Li, you are really lucky, good luck, all the women around you are top-notch!"
The exquisite thing he said was not the appearance, but the Qi of Taiyin.
The Qi of Taiyin is too precious and rare in the world. Only by obtaining it can you reconcile your own Yin and Yang, which is the most important thing for keeping your body perfect.
It's a pity that Taiyin Qi is rare in the world. He has looked all over the world and has only seen two or three women for thousands of years, but he saw three beside Chu Li in front of him.
It seems that Chu Li's luck is better than his own. The effect of picking bit by bit will be better. Devouring and picking by oneself is tantamount to a waste of natural resources.
Chu Li frowned.
The greedy look Song Wuji looked at Lu Yurong made him angry and murderous, and he finally made his hesitant decision.
"Bang!" When the thunder struck, Fu Caiwei and Sui Miaozhu moved quickly, moving horizontally a foot, barely avoiding the thunder.
Song Wuji glanced at the two women and chuckled, "It's a bit interesting."
Immediately, dense thunderbolts fell towards the two women.
Song Wuji rushed towards Chu Li at the same time and slapped Lu Yurong with his palm.
Chu Li didn't hesitate anymore and faced Song Wuji with a palm.
"Bang!" He flew straight out, still holding Lu Yurong in his arms.
When Song Wuji was about to pursue him again, a black light shot out from a weapon rack in front of the God King's Palace.
He suddenly realized that something was wrong and backed up, with the black light chasing after him. Thunder fell one after another. The thunder that originally fell towards the two women changed direction and enveloped the Demonic Sword.
Song Wuji had a keen intuition, but he never sensed the existence of the Demonic Sword, nor did he feel any danger.
However, the Heavenly Demon Sword was hidden by Chu Li on a weapons rack in front of the God King's Palace.
The divine object is self-obscuring, and there is no difference when placed on it. Under Chu Li's deliberate suppression, there is no fluctuation. It was not originally intended to be used, but once it is used, its identity will be revealed.
But just in case, I still hide it here.
The Demon Sword burst out a circle of black light under the thunder.
Wherever the black light reached, the lightning was annihilated and turned into nothingness. It was as if it had never appeared before. Song Wuji's eyebrows were furrowed and his face was gloomy.
He was able to sense these thunders with his thunder seal, and these thunders that disappeared into the black light indeed disappeared without a trace, and there was no longer any sense.
This knife can actually restrain thunder seals!
"What kind of knife is this?" He said coldly: "What a good knife!"
This knife looks simple and unpretentious, but the more it looks like this, the more powerful it is. You need to be careful not to capsize in the gutter.
Chu Li said: "The nameless sword!...Senior Song should retreat, otherwise..."
He shook his head, and the Demon Sword suddenly accelerated, stabbing Song Wuji fiercely. The speed was far faster than before, breaking through the limit.
Chu Li was surprised.
Didn't expect it to be so fast.
The sky thunder turns out to be the nourishment of the demon sword, which can stimulate its speed, but unfortunately it can only be used once. It is like the demon's spiritual devouring technique, absorbing the power of the sky thunder and converting it into strength.
Song Wuji was alarmed by the danger. This knife not only hurt his body but also his soul. Once he was injured by it, it would be very troublesome. More importantly, it had the ability to kill himself and completely destroy himself.
Such a precious sword should not exist in the world, and even if it exists in the world, it should not be left in the hands of others!
His body transformed and disappeared into the void.
"Bang!" He appeared again, and the Demonic Sword had already stabbed him.
He gritted his teeth, but he didn't expect to be attacked by Chu Li at the critical moment. There was something wrong with the void and he couldn't move it at will, otherwise Sui Miaozhu and Fu Caiwei would have been seriously injured.
The Demonic Sword reached his chest, and he flicked it with just one finger.
"Ding..." The Demonic Sword made a clear sound that kept coming.
Chu Li frowned, feeling the discomfort of the Demonic Sword. After the extremely fine and pure finger force penetrated its body, it began to devour its essence.
If it were an ordinary sword, it would naturally have no vitality, but the Demonic Sword was different.
This finger force is devouring the spirit he has placed in the Demonic Sword, and the connection between himself and the Demonic Sword is weakening. If this continues, he will soon lose his sense of connection and will no longer be able to control the sword.
"Ding ding ding ding..." Song Wuji chuckled, and kept hitting the Demon Sword with his fingers.
There is a black light surrounding the Heavenly Demon Sword, but it cannot completely eliminate the power of the fingers. Song Wuji's Soul-Swallowing Sutra and the black light of the Heavenly Demon Sword have the same purpose but the same effect.
Chu Li took a deep breath, and a bright blue light flashed in his eyes.
Song Wuji's body suddenly stagnated slightly, and the Demonic Sword suddenly accelerated.
"Okay, I'll deal with you next time!" Song Wuji snorted and disappeared suddenly.
The three women all stared at the Demonic Sword.
"Is this the Demon Sword?" Sui Miaozhu was surprised.