Ren Jianmo let go of Ji Thrush's hand.
Ji Thrush didn't say anything, just smiled and turned to face the tomb.
"Wait!"
Dong Jing saw that Ji Thrush seemed to be coming for real, and immediately became anxious, "You must not mess around!"
Master Mingjun on the side also echoed repeatedly, saying that the benefactor should think twice before acting.
Even Yi Lianna also saw Ji Xiaoniao's plan, and quickly came up to him, grabbing his hem and refusing to let go.
Anyone can see how risky Ji Thrush's plan to break into the main tomb is.
What's more, this is not an attempt to return quickly if it fails. It will be turned into coke in minutes, and even the remains cannot be fished out.
However, the season thrush is very persistent.
He gently brushed away the witch's hand, and said to the second young master of the Dong family and Master Mingjun:
"It's safer for you to retreat behind the screen wall."
The two saw that Ji Xiaoniao couldn't hold back, so they had to take Yi Lianna to back away, all the way back to the screen wall, and looked around again, with anxiety and worry written all over their faces.
Ren Jianmo didn't move.
He stood there with his arms folded, and said to Ji Thrush:
"Go, I'll be right here watching you."
Ji Thrush's heart warmed up, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help grinning, and he smiled stupidly, and nodded vigorously, "Okay!"
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Ji Thrush stood directly in front of the main tomb, one step forward was the marble floor that was smooth enough to reflect the sun, moon and stars on the dome, and it was also the defensive range of the electric mother mirror.
Ji Xiaoniao stretched his left arm forward, and there was an extra black longbow in his hand.
The bowstring was drawn, and a faint blue electric spark flashed at Ji Thrush's fingertips, then it left the string and rubbed against the air, blasting out a small spark.
The mirror instantly reacted to the arrow.
The white light shot straight down like a dragon, and collided with Ji Thrush's electric arrow. There was a loud "bang" and a large amount of glare burst out.
The second young master of the Dong family and Master Mingjun watched the shocking scene of lightning splashing from a close distance, and felt it was difficult to open their eyes, their hearts suddenly constricted, and they instinctively hid behind the thick screen wall, and they did not forget to protect Yi Lianna. Be stricter.
Ren Jianmo stood closest.
He remained motionless, watching the curly-haired child intently.
The moment the arrow left the string, Ji Thrush moved.
With a high degree of concentration, with the addition of dynamic vision, for the season thrush, even lightning and lightning strikes are no longer too fast to catch.
He jumped into the spark-splashing tomb, twisted and twisted in the "Z" shaped lightning, his movements were light and fast, like a weightless leaf, being carried up and down by the surrounding turbulence, but he didn't One can hit him.
The first bolt of lightning had just fallen, and the second bolt followed.
At this time, Ji Thrush had already crossed half of the palace, and it seemed that he was about to reach the stone platform where the coffin was placed in the center.
"Boom, boom!"
The lightning that was as thick as a wrist struck straight down and landed on the stone slab, leaving a cone-shaped deep pit an inch long, only half a step away from the quarter-thrush's feet.
In a sense, none of the magical artifacts that meet the standard of "immortal artifacts" are purely dead objects.
After two consecutive "misses", the two mirrors adjusted their attack methods at the same time.
They no longer aimed a single bolt of lightning at Ji Xiaoniao, which was as fast as a gust of wind, but released several currents at the same time, covering the intruder.
The thunder sounds like dense drumbeats, each sound more exciting than the last.
The second young master of the Dong family and Master Mingjun who were watching from behind the screen wall were stupefied, too shocked to speak.
These cultivators, no matter how they get started, in the final analysis, the ultimate goal is to hope to ascend to the Dao and ascend to the immortal class one day.
Although the aura of the land of Shenzhou has been weakening in the past thousand years, all the immortal sects have to face the dilemma of gradually weakening. It has been hundreds of years since I have heard of any sage who has seriously cultivated to the state of immortality.
But they have never eaten pork and have seen pigs run. The two of them have seen it from countless classics, or heard from the mouths of their predecessors, what a magnificent and terrifying sight "Tianlei tempering the body" is. .
However, they never expected that today, when they were so caught off guard, they would allow themselves to see a scene so similar to the one in the legend.
One after another, a total of nine lightning strikes.
The main tomb chamber, which was originally spacious and spacious, seemed so narrow and cramped at this time.
The bright white lightning is like an invisible but deadly net, almost completely filling the hall without leaving a single gap.
Dong Jing and the fat monk really couldn't imagine how Ji Thrush could survive under such dense lightning and thunder, and in such a sealed space with no way to escape.
A picture even appeared in their minds—
The poor little bird Ji was caught by the dense and huge grid like an insect stuck to a spider web, and was roasted into charcoal with two "sizzling" sounds.
But in fact, the thrush is still alive.
Not only alive, but also very vigorous.
He used the non-conductive stone platform as a cover, and dodged left and right among the lightning, like a meteor chasing the moon, or like a snake jumping into the grass. Every time he was about to be struck by the lightning, but every time he was so dangerous. narrowly avoided.
Season Thrush is more than just dodging.
What he wants is to render the two mirrors useless.
"boom!"
A white light fell at his feet.
Ji Thrush clung to the stone platform with one hand, turned over and jumped, clamped the neck of a stone beast protruding from the stone platform with both feet, and came upside down with a golden hook.
At the same time, holding a bow in his left hand and nodding an arrow in his right hand, he shot an arrow towards the ceiling in a difficult posture of head down, feet up, bending over and sideways.
Ji Thrush got stuck so cleverly that the mirror didn't have time to react.
There was a crisp sound of "dang", and the arrow condensed by the electric current accurately hit the base of the mirror at the position of Tanlangxing, making a gap.
The bronze mirror fell downwards, tilted at a small angle.
It's a pity that there are two other feet as support, and they didn't fall off.
-here you go!
Ren Jianmo's dynamic vision was enough for him to see what Ji Thrush did just now, and he secretly praised him.
When he was in the last "world", he knew that Ji Thrush's skills were not bad.
But looking at it now, I'm afraid it is much better than what he thought was "not bad".
The thunder still did not stop.
Lightning flooded the sky.
The mirror is as if it wants to use this underground palace as a funeral. Every lightning strike has a destructive momentum, splitting the smooth marble floor and the walls painted with murals. mark.
Season thrush dodged between this dangerous grid while firing arrows.
His target is the pedestal fulcrum with the mirror inlaid - just break them, and the electric mother mirror will fall.
Ji Thrush is not sure if this will invalidate the mirror, but at least, this is the most effective method he can think of.
All this is a long story, but in fact it is just a few breaths.
Dong Jing only felt that his breath was still held in his lungs, and he saw a reflective object flickering quickly in the dazzling white light, and fell straight down from mid-air, and the metal fell to the ground with a "clank" "The sound was perfectly hidden in the thunder, and he couldn't tell what it was.
But the second young master of the Dong family couldn't see clearly, but Ren Jianmo could see clearly.
That is the mirror at the position of Sirius on the south side of the ceiling of the tomb.
Two of its tripod brackets were broken, so it slid down along the arc that was already leaning forward, fell freely, and hit the floor.
At the same time, the mirror to the north is also crumbling.
It seemed to be unwilling, and released nine bolts of lightning in a row.
The sound of thunder was too dense, so dense that it was connected into one piece, like an overly long roar.
At this time, Ji Thrush had just shot down the mirror on the south side, and half of his body was exposed outside the stone platform. He wanted to find another cover, but it was too late anyway.
In this short half a second, he felt as if he had returned to the time when he fought against the black flood dragon in "Falling Feather".
At that time, he was falling from mid-air, with nowhere to put his strength, and he watched a thunderbolt strike head-on, and there was no way to hide—
— How did he do it then
The body reacts faster than the mind.
The second young master of the Dong family and Master Mingjun, who were on the sidelines, saw a mass of white light suddenly glowing in the center of the tomb, which was even more dazzling than thunder and lightning.
—Boom! ! !
A huge impact hit, gravel splashed, sand flew, and even the tomb began to shake.
Dong Jing and the fat monk had to squat down with their heads in their arms, one on the left and one on the right, holding Yi Lianna, who was screaming in fright, in their arms.
Ren Jianmo also had to take two steps back, raising his hand to block the flying debris.
The shock caused by the explosion lasted for a full half a minute.
When everything calmed down, the second young master of the Dong family and Master Mingjun poked their heads out from behind the screen wall tremblingly, and gasped at the same time.
"Grandfather!"
Dong Jing almost went crazy.
The original ornate but empty main tomb is now almost the same as the ruins after the earthquake.
There was a big hole in the flat marble floor, broken stones and broken bricks rolled everywhere, and half of the gorgeous stone platform with half a person's height collapsed, and the emperor's coffin placed on it slipped down. On the ground, a precarious look.
And the season thrush that caused all this was lying flat in the big pit on the ground, completely naked, and a sheep roll was completely burnt, like a naked chicken.
But, even so, he's still alive.
Not only was he alive, but he still had the strength to raise his hand, draw a longbow, and shoot an arrow towards the ceiling while lying on his back.
"Clang" sound.
The mirror at Tanlang's star fell to the ground.
"Ha ha!"
Ji Thrush laughed.
"I won, I won!"
Ren Jianmo walked quickly into the messy main tomb, almost trotting to the front of the big pit.
Ji Thrush looked terribly tired, and it was difficult for him to even speak.
But he still tried his best to raise his hand, and made a silly "V" to Ren Damei, his family.
Ren Jianmo stretched out his palm to Ji Thrush, "Can you get up?"
Ji Xiaoniao held his hand back, trying to get up with difficulty.
It's a pity that the last arrow just now used up all his strength, and now his arm is as soft as noodles, and he can't exert any strength at all.
Ren Jianmo frowned, took off his coat, wrapped Ji Xiaoniao around, and hugged him horizontally.