Chapter three hundred and ninety-eight cleansing the world
The thunder from the sky forms clouds, and the thunder from the earth is like a soup. They are so vast that they fill the world.
Following Wang Fu's order, the three thunders of heaven, earth and man launched in unison and rolled towards the city.
The two brothers who were far away on the Drum Tower in the city staggered back in shock. The slightest movement of thunder from thousands of miles away had a threatening force.
Winter winter winter!
The two sat down on the ground, but they heard the big drum behind them, which was two people tall. No one was beating the drum, but the sound was so loud that it could penetrate the heart.
Under the resonance effect of thunder, even this huge leather drum began to sound without beating.
"Leifa, it's Leifa."
The senior brother pointed to the horizon and was so excited that the savior turned out to be Thunder.
Thunder is the natural power of God. Although it is not infinitely powerful, it cannot hit the city directly like it did today.
The truth is self-evident, there must be someone behind it.
After thinking about it, the only thing that fits my understanding is the single-pass thunder method of the Leihuo lineage in Yunyang Temple, which is the closest.
"Is it the head of the Thunder Fire Palace who is here?
The two brothers looked at each other in confusion. How dare they ask a headmaster of Yunyangguan to come to the rescue in person?
Phew! What a beautiful thought.
Winter winter winter!
The drum beat became louder and louder, and the two of them couldn't stand on the top of the drum tower, so they turned around and walked down.
At this time, people from all corners of the city heard the sound of drums and looked over.
Unexpectedly, the Drum Tower was quiet, with not a single person in sight.
No one is beating, so where does the sound of drums come from?
boom!
In the sky covered with dark clouds, there was a loud thunder, and the dark wind began to stir, as if it had encountered a natural enemy.
Especially the evil wind that spreads throughout the city and attacks every household is slightly messy, and it is obvious that something is wrong.
In some doorways with broken doors and windows, little ghosts were squatting on corpses scattered around, eating and sucking. When they heard the thunder, they raised their heads in surprise, made weird squeaking sounds, and then dispersed in a rush.
"Huhuhu."
The old man held a wooden sword and slashed away a cloud of wind. The little ghost's fragmentary corpse fell from the air and fell into smoke in an instant.
He is too old, and it is quite difficult to forcefully use his magic power.
When he heard the thunder, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the clouds above his head, only to see a startling glimpse of the thunder meandering around.
The boy under the tree activated his magic power again. The crane hanging in front of the door vibrated its wings, and the strong wind was like a blade, twisting the approaching Yingfeng into pieces.
"If I can support it for three hours at most, I will run out of gas and it will be difficult to continue."
He was not a formal disciple of Qingxu Guan, and his cultivation was limited. Facing the endless wind, it was not easy to hold on until now. Thunder sounded, and the boy looked up at the sky.
"There is a turning point."
At a certain moment, thunder descended from the sky and instantly enveloped the city, bringing with it the large space outside the city wall.
In an instant, electric snakes danced in the air with great force, which was much more powerful than the previous ghost disaster siege.
The sinister wind outside the city swarmed around like headless flies, but when it encountered the lightning, it immediately melted and quickly dissipated.
One after another, little ghosts jumped out of the dark wind and ran around, but the lightning seemed to have eyes, and it continuously stretched out branch-like strands, shattering them into pieces and shattering them into pieces.
From a distance, it looked like thunder was turned into a broom and swept outside the city. Whether it was the large-scale dark wind or the sporadic little ghosts scattered everywhere, they were all swept away.
What about within the city walls?
The walls surrounding the city are made of glutinous rice and chicken blood, which are glued and penetrated without leaving any gaps. Even the wind cannot get in. There are also talismans to provide the power to ward off evil spirits and avoid ghosts.
However, the ghost disaster came from the sky, and although most of it was blocked, there was still a lot of evil wind blowing into the city.
These evil winds pass through the house and enter everywhere. Gaps in doors and windows, holes in brick walls, including drains, ground cracks, etc. are all entrances for ghost disasters to penetrate into the house.
These days, no door is leaking, and ghost disasters finally have an opportunity to take advantage of it.
Countless evil winds blew through the door, and countless little ghosts jumped out, chasing the living people to bite and nibble.
Even though some young and strong men rose up to resist, they were still unable to defeat the endless stream of imps, and were eventually drowned and killed.
It is conceivable that when the city wall is pushed down and the wind from outside rushes in, it will inevitably swallow up all the living people in the city.
This city with a population of hundreds of thousands is about to turn into a dead land.
However, thunder came.
The cold atmosphere in the air enveloped the day and night, and the dark clouds overhead made the sun and moon invisible.
The city is like being in the underworld, where it is difficult for living people to move even an inch, and every house is closed and there is no smoke.
But today, there is finally a turning point.
Sizzle!
Among the grass, in the corners, and beside the stone bridge, there are tiny electric wires beating everywhere. They seem to be shining brightly and can be picked up with your fingers. They have no lethality at all.
However, the coldness around them was driven away by these thunder lights, and the climate became warmer and warmer.
"Go away, go away."
In a shop somewhere, a little girl grabbed a feather duster and tried in vain to drive away the ghosts from her parents' corpses.
The kid let out a cold and vicious laugh, jumped up and down, and stretched out its sharp melon seeds, trying to pierce the little girl's chest.
The next moment, a long sword suddenly penetrated from the street outside, surrounded by thunder, and pierced all the imps.
The little girl watched blankly, and then the sword dispersed into thunder and returned to the street.
Looking at the streets, the sea of thunder spread out, and along the streets and alleys, it seemed like they were on a 'patrol'.
Whenever there is a kid hiding in a corner, the dark wind and thunder will immediately transform into swords, guns and sharp arrows to kill them and sweep them away.
"Three Pure Blessings."
Many people survived the disaster, kneeling in front of the wooden sign and kowtowing, but they didn't know that the sky above them had changed.
It won't be long before the Three Qing Dynasties will retreat to make room for the Five Emperors in the old land of Qingxu.
"Whoosh, whoosh."
In the sky above the city, there is also a formation of sinister wind, turning into a sphere hundreds of meters in diameter, trying to fight against the thunder, but...
The thunder was like a millstone, constantly grinding around the dark wind. Countless little ghosts screamed and disappeared, and their limbs fell like raindrops.
There are also imps like Yin Feng, trying to get under the soil to avoid the bombardment of the brilliant thunder.
Unexpectedly, there was thunder underground, and with just a slight vibration, the countless little devils that had crawled into the ground were reduced to ashes.
besides……
Many little ghosts penetrated the human body through the five senses and seven orifices, devouring the soul, possessing the body and seizing the body. Each walking corpse had stiff limbs, walking back and forth on the streets, biting chickens, dogs and livestock, and they did not look like living people.
Then, groups of golden thunderballs appeared. The human thunder cast from Wang Fu's hands could eliminate ghosts without any distinction, but would not harm living people.
The thunderball exploded, turning into ammonia mist and spreading around, quickly finding all living creatures in the city.
Those who are intact are not affected at all and can even grab it with both hands and play with it, but those who are possessed by the imp are in great danger.
One after another, the bodies continued to fall to the ground, struggling and twisting in pain. Even through the skin and flesh, the kid hidden in the body felt the terrifying killing power of the thunder, and it evaporated into smoke and dissipated from the mouth and nose.