Sixty rays of lightning were not too much, not too little, but they were enough for Wang Shuo to step into the Three Thousand Avenues.
The silvery lightning that filled the sky was constantly entangled, layer by layer, converging into a power grid.
Xu Feng stood under the thunder light, with a particularly sinister smile. He stared at Wang Shuo's body, raised his left hand in shock, and with a wave of his left hand, he shouted: "Wave the flag, thunder will fall."
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The disciples standing around quickly waved the flags in their hands. Every time they waved, there was a bolt of lightning, turning into silver that filled the sky, and suddenly fell...
A rumbling sound could be heard all the time, suddenly rushing down from the top of Wang Shuo's head.
The second course!
Wang Shuo looked at this lightning and smiled more and more weirdly.
The lightning was the same as the first one. After it fell, it exploded into sheets of white light. The place where he was was as bright and dazzling as the bright sun.
But soon, the thunder light was absorbed by Wang Shuo. He looked at Xu Feng not far away, with a slightly mocking look, which made Xu Feng's face livid with anger. He gritted his teeth again and said: "Wave the flag!"
This time, the speed of waving the flag increased a lot.
And instead of one disciple waving the flag, there were ten disciples holding flags wrapped with thunder dragons, waving them constantly!
Ten thunders at once!
Xu Feng showed his cold murderous intent and watched as the huge silver thunder gathered together to be hundreds of meters wide. Finally, it converged into a point and fell on Wang Shuo's head, as if Wang Shuo had been hacked to death. He was extremely happy!
"go to hell!"
A ferocious smile appeared on Xu Feng's face.
The thunder light unleashed a terrifying sense of oppression, and the surrounding air was filled with thunder and lightning. In an instant, the sky and the earth seemed to be about to collapse, splitting into pieces of darkness!
Boom~
This time, the lightning blast directly dented the place where Wang Shuo was standing, and the entire temple trembled.
Miao Sha also nodded slowly: "It should be almost done, Xu Feng, you will take care of the rest of the funeral by yourself!"
"Understood!" Xu Feng raised his hands to Miao Sha and felt much relieved.
People around him also began to take their seats. Unexpectedly, this farce ended so quickly.
However, this Taoist in Qingyi dared to kill a god's son in the shrine. His courage was surprisingly astonishing.
Under the altar, the thunder light also gradually disappeared, but the way it disappeared was a bit strange... It was not that it gradually disappeared after the explosion, but it was as if the thunder light was absorbed by something, forming a vortex and rushing to the middle position.
"What...is going on?" Someone stopped and looked at the scene in front of them, speechless for a moment.
Others also noticed something strange, and could even vaguely see a figure in the middle of the lightning!
"not dead!"
"This Taoist in Qingyi is still alive!"
"Ten divine thunders converge into one, but they can't kill you? Did you see it wrong?"
Everyone swallowed their saliva and did not continue to sit down. Instead, they stood still and wanted to see clearly whether there was really a person standing in the center of the thunder light.
Xu Feng's eyelids also twitched, and he had an ominous premonition. This green-robed Taoist actually withstood ten lightning bolts. The important thing is, looking at this situation, there is not much of a problem.
The thunder gradually dissipated, and the air was filled with subtle electric current, which disappeared around Wang Shuo.
The figure standing in green clothes, with no change visible on his face, looked like an invincible existence, which made people feel chilled.
"Are you okay?" Moussa took a step forward and snorted coldly. This time there was no need for his disciple to take action.
As the palace master, he had the ability to directly control the sky-destroying formation. With a wave of his hand, all the lightning in the sky converged into one point.
With this wave of his hand, at least a hundred lightning beams converged into one.
Even if he took it on himself, he would still suffer a big loss.
Under such momentum, Wang Shuo's expression remained unchanged, as if the lightning gathered by hundreds of divine thunders were like raindrops and not worth mentioning!
"That's arrogant!" Musa said in a deep voice and lowered his hand.
Thunder light also surged crazily under this pressure!
"One hundred paths, gathered into one..." Wang Shuo smiled, a bright smile.
Originally, I was not able to collect the avenues so quickly, but this Miusha did it for me!
Boom~
The lightning directly flooded the entire open space under the altar. Countless thick lines were cracked in the square, and the entire sky and void exploded in this riot.
But no one dared to relax, everyone was staring at the center of the lightning.
If you can't kill him with ten attacks, what about a hundred attacks? Will he not be able to kill you with a hundred attacks?
But it should be impossible. Who can stop this kind of destructive killing?
No matter how strong this green-robed Taoist is, he can't withstand the lightning without any damage.
Then it is very likely that he died or was seriously injured in the lightning. Even if he is not dead by then, he is only seriously injured... but under the siege of the palace, he may not be able to escape.
"Master!" Poison Dragon, whose throat was pinched by Xu Feng, couldn't help but growl in a low voice. Unfortunately, Xu Feng didn't give him a chance to say more, and just pinched it slightly, and Poison Dragon's voice suddenly stopped.
"Just watch, watch how your master dies under the great formation that destroys the sky. No one can resist it if the palace master personally takes action! I want to see what your master's expression looks like after he dies.
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Xu Feng couldn't help laughing out loud.
After Wang Shuo died, he still wanted to see how sad Du Long was.
He wanted to see if this Venerable Poison, who claimed to be able to compete with the Blood Spirit Palace and had a heart of stone, could live up to the legend and remain calm despite the collapse of Mount Tai?
Poison Dragon just clenched his teeth, and the surrounding mana was blocked by Xu Feng.
The whole person couldn't move, but his eyes couldn't stop looking at Wang Shuo's position...Master...did he really die under the lightning?
I shouldn't have let Master come here. It was only because I left in a hurry and didn't complete the funeral arrangements that Master found out... If I hadn't been so anxious at that time and arranged everything properly first, maybe I wouldn't have harmed Master.
Respect!
But under everyone's gaze, under the gaze of pairs of eyes.
Where the hundred lightning beams converged and exploded, all the lightning, like the last time, began to shrink continuously and was absorbed into a vortex.
In the center of this whirlpool, in this location filled with silver thunder, stood... it was the Taoist in green robes, calmly looking at Xu Feng.
"How is that possible?" Xu Feng was really dumbfounded this time.
One hundred divine thunders, this was no ordinary thunder, but a divine thunder that gathered countless divine crystals and condensed many laws. He could not withstand such lightning many times.
But the green-robed Taoist in front of him was unscathed by a hundred thunder rays, without any change!
This goes against common sense and is beyond everyone’s knowledge.
In Xu Feng's knowledge, no one can withstand more than fifty lightning strikes. Even the palace master dare not say that he has completely caught it, but now, someone has caught it...