According to the innkeeper Chen, the climate here in the tiankeng is strange. Once the rainy season is over, there will definitely be a thunderstorm at night within three to five days. This is a unique landscape here.
Therefore, whether it is Shen Luo, Ao Hong, or those swallow pickers, they are all waiting for this thunderstorm.
But this year, for some unknown reason, there has been a thick layer of dark clouds gathering over Mount Dali for several days. It is almost the beginning of May, but the thunderstorm that everyone is looking forward to has never come.
Everyone was getting anxious waiting, especially Shen Luo, who was already short on time and couldn't keep wasting time here.
That night, Shen Luo was sitting alone in the room, wondering whether he should use one or two thunder talismans to see if he could shake the green-eyed golden toad out, when he suddenly heard a dull "bang" sound coming from outside.
Shen Luo only felt that the whole room shook violently with this roar.
He rushed to the window, pushed it open, and looked outside. He saw faint traces of light flashing in the clouds above the sinkhole, as if a bigger thunderstorm was brewing.
"Is it finally coming?" Shen Luo's eyes flashed slightly, and he felt a little excited.
But at this moment, a streak of light suddenly flashed in the high-altitude clouds. Shen Luo then caught a glimpse of a huge figure hovering in the dark clouds, but it disappeared into the clouds in a flash and could not be seen clearly.
He frowned slightly, immediately turned over and left the room, falling towards the sinkhole.
When the thunder sounds, the green-eyed golden toad will wake up and will definitely appear beside the Crescent Lake to absorb the moon soul. Shen Luo must get there as soon as possible.
However, just as he landed on the ground, he suddenly heard a loud dragon roar. His steps stopped abruptly and he looked up at the sky again.
I saw a golden dragon about a hundred feet long emerging from the dark clouds in the sky. Its body rose and fell, and it spun and galloped in the clouds, stirring up the sea of clouds violently.
When Shen Luo saw this, he immediately understood that the thunder just now was probably not caused by nature, but Ao Hong was waiting for the thunderstorm in vain and could only use some kind of magical power of his own to attract the thunder from the sky.
"Boom boom"
There was a constant roar in the sky, and the violently stirred dark clouds began to break apart under the influence of Ao Hong's huge body. A huge funnel-like hole began to emerge in the middle.
As soon as the hole appeared, the long-lost moonlight finally shone through here and shone down.
Shen Luo looked from afar and saw that there seemed to be a window opened in the sky. A ray of white light poured down from it and fell straight to the center of the tiankeng.
I don’t know if it was the reflection of the Crescent Lake, but a bright light reflected from the center of the tiankeng, illuminating the entire dense forest in front.
Shen Luo no longer hesitated and immediately took out two magical horse armor talismans and stuck them on his legs.
The talisman paper started to burn with a "whoosh" sound, but the flying ashes did not scatter. Instead, they were wrapped by an invisible force and entangled Shen Luo's calves.
In an instant, Shen Luo felt his legs become light and nimble, and with just a slight step forward, he was already several feet away.
His eyes focused, his legs started running wildly, his figure left a blurry shadow in the woods, and he suddenly jumped out.