Just when Shen Luo was almost at a loss, the patterns on the four thundercloud pillars lit up one after another, as if a layer of gold edges were drawn, and they emitted golden light.
The eyes of the four ferocious gods standing on the pillar of thunderclouds also lit up with golden light, their wings spread behind them, and their bodies began to move.
The two who were holding chains were both making hand gestures with one hand, and electric light was emitting from their bodies.
The one holding the hammer and chisel took a stance, raised the hammer and chisel high, facing Shen Luo below, while the other one raised a fist, ready to hit the bronze drum in his arms.
On the drum body, there was a carving of a one-legged Kuiniu. It seemed to be gradually waking up, its eyes gradually opened, and lightning patterns all over its body gradually lit up.
"Boom!"
The first to attack was the evil spirit holding the drum, who threw a punch onto the bronze drum.
The eyes of the Kuiniu on the drum suddenly lit up, and lightning patterns flashed all over its body at the same time. A green electric light burst out from the drum surface, like a sharp spear, and pierced directly into Shen Luo's dantian.
"ah… "
A piercing pain suddenly came over him, and even Shen Luo could not bear it.
He only felt that his dantian was torn apart by a sharp force, and severe pain came over him. His entire lower abdomen felt like it was on fire, and the magic power accumulated within him was completely disrupted at this moment, making it impossible for him to use it to resist the lightning.
At this moment, he felt that he was not enduring a thunder tribulation, but was being punished by thunder, and he had no power to resist at all.
Before one wave subsides, another wave rises.
The ferocious god holding the hammer and chisel also took action. He raised the hammer high and smashed it heavily on the chisel in his hand. A burst of red sparks suddenly burst out at the intersection.
A fiery red lightning shot out from the iron chisel and went straight to Shen Luo's forehead.
There was a loud bang.
Shen Luo's forehead was hit by lightning, and he was knocked backwards. He was only held back by two snow-white chains so that he would not fall to the ground.
His sea of consciousness was in turmoil and chaos, and even his spiritual sense was somewhat scattered.
"The places you hit are all vital points. Okay, okay... let me try out your power of thunder!" Shen Luo suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.
The magic power that had been blocked in his body began to mobilize and operate on its own at this moment, and the Great Peeling Technique also started to operate on its own to repair the damage.
If Shen Luo had not cultivated the Seventy-Two Transformations before, relying only on the physique cultivated through the Huangting Sutra, he would not have been able to withstand this level of lightning strike. The strike that tore through his dantian just now was enough to seriously injure him.
However, no matter how hard he tried, his scapula was pierced and the repair speed became much slower. He might not be able to withstand the increasingly powerful power of the thunder tribulation.
Just when his Dantian was about to be repaired, the sound of beating drums rang out again.
This time, a crescent-shaped black line suddenly appeared on the drumhead of the bronze drum. The green lightning that burst out from it also instantly turned blue-black, and still pierced his dantian like a steel spear.
Shen Luo let out a muffled groan, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt as if his dantian had exploded. He could even feel his own magic power rapidly draining away with the explosion.