Mo He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring fixedly at the sky above his head, seeing the lightning bolts glowing in the tumbling gray-black clouds, he felt a familiar wave of The pressure was once again locked by a force, and under the action of this force, he could not dodge every attack that was about to come.
Thunder disaster, among the three disasters of Chunyang, is the most powerful disaster, and it is also the last disaster that Mo He needs to face. It is only in the process of brewing now, and the pressure it brings makes Mo He not to be serious. up!
Several masters in the pure yang realm around, and even those casual cultivators watching from a distance, now feel the power of the thunder disaster. The thunder has not yet fallen, but the huge pressure has already made them feel that they can't even breathe. It's difficult.
The color of the rolling clouds above his head became darker and darker, and the frequency of thunder and lightning in the clouds became higher and higher. Mo He began to circulate the spiritual power in his body, and his body was covered by a layer of blue light. The second orb slowly flew to the top of Mo He's head, exuding a more dazzling blue light, hanging down streams of green energy, spreading around Mo He.
Seeing Mo He's actions, everyone's heart shuddered, knowing that the first thunderbolt of the thunderstorm might land soon.
Under the eyes of everyone, the rolling clouds in the sky suddenly gathered together, a pale thunder light lit up from the clouds, and the entire cloud was surrounded by thunder, and then, a thunderbolt fell from the cloud, as if A divine sword that came from the nine heavens and wanted to split the earth fell towards the place where Mo He was standing.
The pale thunder light instantly submerged Mo He's whole body as soon as it fell. The big pit under Mo He's body, which had been filled up, was split out again under the first thunder. Hole.
"Gudong!"
Among the casual cultivators over there, whoever it was, made a sound of swallowing their saliva, but at the moment, everyone didn't care, they just stared at the thunder light in a daze.
The first thunder of the thunder disaster lasted for two full breaths before dissipating slowly. After the thunder dissipated, Mo He even appeared in front of everyone intact, not because of the first thunder. Injured by disaster. But the bottomless pothole on the ground below him has already shown the terrible power of the first lightning disaster.
"It's so strong!" Several masters of the pure yang realm who are relatively close, although they have already expected that the power of the thunder disaster that Mo He will face must be very strong, but the power of the first thunder disaster is still somewhat beyond everyone. expected.
The power of the first thunder disaster is so strong, how powerful will the subsequent thunder disaster be.
Just when everyone was full of thoughts, the tumbling cloud above Mohe's head suddenly changed color, from gray and black to a dark red that made people feel a little oppressive, which made everyone feel a little bit depressed immediately. , will think of a blood-stained scene.
The dark red cloud rolled, and immediately after, a bloody smell accompanied by a dark red lightning descended from the cloud.
The blue light on Mo He's body was blazing, and the Muyuan Lingmiao Orb on top of his head, under his full force, completely turned into a blue light group, and the green energy spread, meeting the falling thunder.
Mo He stared at the sky tightly, looking at this dark red thunder. This dark red thunder is very different from ordinary thunder and lightning. down the blood.
When this thunderbolt collided with the layer of green energy around Mo He, Mohe could clearly feel that this dark red thunderbolt had a strange corrosive force, and matched with the powerful power of the thunderbolt, Brutely breaking through layers of green energy defenses, it finally hit the Mu Yuan Lingmiao Orb.
The Muyuan Spiritual Orb, which was originally like a blue light ball, was dimmed because of the thunderbolt, but under the full force of Mo He, it was still tenaciously suspended above his head, shaking the dark red thunderbolt. blocked.
When the dark red thunder was blocked, it was really like a stream of water, but there was still a little bit of dark red aftermath like water droplets shooting towards the surrounding ground.
These aftershocks fell on the ground, and immediately corroded small potholes on the ground. Around the potholes, you can still see the scorched black that was struck by lightning.
Mo He looked at the Muyuan Lingmiao Orb whose light had dimmed, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes. This was only the second thunder disaster, and his defensive magic weapon was slightly damaged, and there were seven more thunder disasters behind. , I'm afraid it's really not that easy to get through.
The third lightning disaster above his head was still in the process of being conceived, Mo He made a decisive decision, and immediately pinched the Yin Jue in his hand, and the surrounding mountain peaks instantly lit up with rays of light, intertwined in various colors, turning the surroundings into A piece of colorful colors, even Mohe, who was crossing the disaster, was submerged in a piece of colorful light.
Several Chunyang masters saw this, and they all chose to retreat immediately. After retreating hundreds of meters away, Daoist Jinyang said: "Fellow Daoist Mo, are you in a hurry? This is the third thunderstorm!" It’s just a disaster, and the formation is activated!”
The people around did not open their mouths when they heard the words, but the meaning revealed in their eyes was similar to what Daoist Jin Yang said. Now it is only the third lightning disaster. In their opinion, it is indeed too late to activate the formation morning.
The power of the thunderstorms in the future will become stronger and stronger. If the formation cannot last until Mohe can deal with the thunderstorms in the future, then Mohe will lose a lot of help, and it will be dangerous at that time.
The color of the clouds above Mo He's head changed again. From the dark red just now, it faded into a piece of gold now, and it gave people a completely different feeling from before.
The dark red just now gave people the feeling of suppressing blood and blood, but now the golden cloud group gives people the feeling of being upright and awe-inspiring, punishing evil and destroying filth, with a feeling of being masculine and masculine.
From the cloud that turned into gold, a bright golden thunder fell down, with a kind of masculine and strong mood, and it fell on the top of Mo He below!
"This seems to be the golden lightning from the Sun God Palace!" Taoist Nagasawa whispered when he saw the golden lightning.
Zhou Ziyi, who was standing beside Ren Yunteng, nodded slightly when he heard the words.
At this moment, Mo He, who was surrounded by the five-color light of the formation, still had the miraculous orb of Muyuan floating above his head. Facing the more powerful golden thunder to ward off evil, Mo He didn't panic at all, but just manipulated the power of the formation. After the evil spirit golden thunder fell into the range of the five-color light, it immediately divided its power.
Part of the power of the evil-proofing golden thunder was transmitted to all parts of the formation by the five-color light, and the power was greatly reduced. With the reduced power, Mo He relied on the Muyuan Lingling Orb to take it down very easily.
Mo He even let go of a trace of the evil-proof golden thunder and let it fall on his body. He only felt his whole body go numb. The power of the thunder spread out in his body with a masculine and strong force, but it did not hurt him. To my own cents.
"Fellow Daoist Mo has a clever mind, and the formation he arranged is really extraordinary!" Taoist Changze seemed to have seen some clues when he saw Mo He survived the third thunderstorm like this, and he couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice.
Among the few people around, Taoist Nagasawa, who is good at refining weapons, has dabbled in the way of formations. Although he is not as exquisite as his way of refining weapons, he should be the one with the highest attainments in formations among the people around him. One can see some clues of Mo He's arrangement of formations.
The third thunder disaster survived safely, and the color of the tumbling clouds above his head changed again, returning to a gray-black color, and at the same time exuded a shocking oppressive force.
From the gray-black clouds again, the fourth thunderbolt is slowly falling, and its shape is completely different from the previous thunderstorms. The shape of the fourth thunderstorm is a gray-black thunderball. It wasn't fast, but the sense of oppression brought by the gray-black thunder ball landing was much greater than the previous few thunder disasters.
Looking at the falling thunder disaster, Mo He's face became more solemn, he slowly raised his left hand, and flicked his fingers, a drop of crystal clear Tianhe water popped out from his fingertips, directly hitting the falling thunder in the sky ball.
A small drop of Tianhe water, compared to the size of this thunderball, looks insignificant and inconspicuous at all, but all the masters of the Pure Yang Realm who watched noticed this small drop of Tianhe water.
As soon as Tianhe Water got close to the thunderball, it was blocked by the lightning surrounding the thunderball. The next moment, the power of stars contained in Tianhe Water exploded, and the violent star power broke through the surface lightning in an instant. Hitting this thunder ball head-on, although the power is far from the power contained in this thunder ball, it is like a sharp needle, releasing the power contained in the thunder ball.
In an instant, the entire sky was not filled with gray-black thunder. That violent thunder, like a big net covering the sky, enveloped the Mo River below and submerged the Mo River.
Mo He, who was in the midst of the thunder, had the Mu Yuan Spiritual Orb hanging above his head. At the same time, the seal in his hand changed, and the surrounding five-color light seemed to be like a sponge, quickly absorbing the gray-black thunder.
After five or six breaths, the gray-black thunder dissipated, and the few remaining arcs flashed in the air, and Mo He's figure appeared in everyone's eyes again.
Mo He now felt a slight numbness in his body. He blocked the fourth lightning disaster, but there was such a trace of thunder and lightning power, which passed through the double defenses of the Muyuan magic orb and the formation, and passed to him. It even directly made him feel a little numb to Yinshen.
Running the spiritual power in his body, Mo He quickly eliminated the numbness. Looking at the clouds that continued to roll and change color, he was ready to welcome the fifth thunder disaster.
The clouds above the head gradually showed a tinge of red, followed by a smear of khaki, then a touch of cyan, and then blue and gold. Several colors mixed together, and the cloud became multicolored. The color echoes the colorful light of the Mohe Formation... Stealing Fragrance