Chapter two thousand and thirteen under the purple light thunder
This sudden shock made everyone else without thinking.
The seventh Lei and the eighth thunder will split together.
The powerful power directly allows Shangguan Liuyun to faint.
At this time, the thunder and lightning in the thunderstorms in the sky are becoming more and more powerful, and the power is constantly accumulating.
"Pack, the ninth thunder." Seeing this, Jing Shui wanted to rush up.
Even if you die, at least you can help Lin Xiaofeng block this thunder.
Ling Xiao held Jing Shui: "Don't go up, otherwise, the ninth thunder can make you fascinating, not to mention, this purple light sky thunder can split the seventh and eighth thunder at the same time, obviously it is to break through, obviously it is going to break.
Open up the enchantment, let Xiaofeng bear the ninth thunderbolt. "
Lin Xiaofeng looked at the thunderbolt above the sky with a dignified face. He claped his legs and sat on the ground, waiting for the ninth thunder to split.
After listening to Ling Xiao's words, Jing Shui was not impulsive.
Everyone watched Lin Xiaofeng worriedly, I don't know if he could carry it.
Once Lin Xiaofeng can carry this purple light and thunder robbery, then catch the demon bureau, you can have one more master.
And in the position of Ling Xiao, Jiang Xiaoping, he didn't want to see his good friends die here.
Above Lei Yun, there was a terrible compression.
It is constantly accumulating the power of the ninth thunder, so that the people below feel the pressure.
Even some unable to carry the pressure, keep away from the square, can feel better.
It is conceivable that Lin Xiaofeng, who is standing in the middle of the square, is facing the coercion.
Lin Xiaofeng pinched his fist tightly, looking at Lei Yun above his head.
Finally, the ninth Daolei appeared.
However, the ninth thunder is no longer like the previous eight thunder. On the contrary, the thunder diameter is full of five meters, purple lightning, contains endless power.
And the speed is very slow, although slow, but the powerful pressure makes Lin Xiaofeng's legs, it is difficult to avoid it left and right. It can only be standing in place.
Finally, the purple thunderbolt bombarded the place where Lin Xiaofeng was.
A dazzling purple light passed by.
The powerful air wave comes from the middle of the square.
Many members of the monster bureau were directly returned by the air waves.
Those who can barely stabilize the shape are still water, Ling Xiao and others.
The air waves alone are so strong. The power faced by Lin Xiaofeng in the middle can be imagined.
Ziguang gradually disappeared.
In the entire square, there is a pit of 100 meters in the middle, and Lin Xiaofeng is lying in the middle of the pit.
At this point, Lei Yun gradually dispersed.
That coercion also dissipated.
"Dead, so strong thunderbolt, no one can stop it."
"Ghost knows, I heard that Lin Xiaofeng's strength is very strong ..."
"No matter how strong it is, buddy, the power of just now, don't you feel it?"
Members and others who were blown away were discussed one by one.
I looked at the concave pit in my heart.
"Xiaofeng."
Jingshui rushed into the pit as soon as possible.
Ling Xiao and others hurriedly followed.
This concave pit is also more than ten meters deep.
The power of this thunder is really scary.
Jingshui came to Lin Xiaofeng's side.
Ling Xiao hurriedly reminded: "Don't touch him first, the power of the thunder and lightning in his body is still there."
At this time, Lin Xiaofeng's body was all purple electric light, crackling.
Calm water frowned.
Ling Xiao came to Lin Xiaofeng and could not feel Lin Xiaofeng's breathing.
His face was a little ugly.
What they don't know is that Lin Xiaofeng's body, this powerful lightning, is constantly reorganizing Lin Xiaofeng's muscles, body.
After a while, Lin Xiaofeng's chest was ups and downs.
"Still alive." Ling Xiao's face showed a smile.
The quiet water next to it was also relieved, just alive.
At this moment, Jiang Xiaoping also ran here.
Ling Xiao asked: "Xiaoping, the senior of Shangguan is okay?"
Jiang Xiaoping nodded: "Well, the predecessors of Shangguan just exhausted, and the backfraction was counted. As long as the rest was resting for a while, he could recover.
Speaking, Jiang Xiaoping's eyes looked at Lin Xiaofeng on the ground: "Brother Lin?"
Ling Xiaodao: "Fortunately, no death, but when it comes to wake up, it may not be necessarily. Let people find wooden frames and send Xiaofeng to calm down."
This result is indeed excellent.
There was a hospital inside the demon bureau. They found a ward, and then placed Lin Xiaofeng on the bed.
Of course, they did not dare to touch Lin Xiaofeng's body. In his body, there are these purple thunder and lightning.
Even the bed where Lin Xiaofeng slept was made of wood.
Jing Shui just guarded Lin Xiaofeng, and didn't want to leave.
Nympho
Lin Xiaofeng is in a dark, all directions, all of which are dark.
Suddenly, a voice came: "Are you here?"
Lin Xiaofeng looked at the darkness around him and said, "Who are you?"
"You should look for such things."
The sound in the darkness comes.
Lin Xiaofeng frowned. He looked around and said, "Who are you and who ran to my dream?"
Suddenly, a person came out of the dark.
Seeing this person, Lin Xiaofeng's heart jumped.
This person is exactly the same as himself, but it looks a lot old, and these wearing is obviously alone.
Wei Zheng!
After Wei Zheng appeared, he slowly said: "After a thousand years, you should find that thing."
After speaking, he turned and left.
Lin Xiaofeng saw him turn around and shouted: "What ghosts? What do I want me to find? Hey, bastard, don't go."
After Wei Zheng walked into the darkness, Lin Xiaofeng ran along his direction, but he had no figure at all.
Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help scolding: "Grass."
Lin Xiaofeng suddenly opened his eyes and saw the white ceiling.
He sat up from the bed.
Gas breathe.
He felt sore all over his body.
"Xiaofeng, are you awake?"
In his ear, there was a sound of quiet water.
Lin Xiaofeng watched the past, sitting in the chair next to the bed.
The face of Jingshui is full of joy: "Didn't you feel that your body is uncomfortable? How do you feel?"
"I, have you survived the purple light sky thunder?" Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help asking.
The quiet water next to him nodded: "Well, after the ninth thunder was split ..."
Jing Shui simply said something about sending him to the ward.
Lin Xiaofeng asked: "How many days I have been fainted?"
"Nine days." Jingshui channel.
Lin Xiaofeng said: "Nine days?"
In his dream, he felt that it passed quickly, and it passed.
At this time, wearing sick clothes and walking down from the bed.
Jing Shui was next to him, helping him walk into the toilet.