Thunder was like rain, lightning flashed, and thunder sounded like drums, shaking the sky.
Under the impact of thunder all over the sky, everyone still had to stop the Thunder Dragon. It was like walking forward with a heavy load, and their flying speed was less than that of a blast.
The holy energy is consumed at an extremely fast rate.
Fang Yun was better off. He did not use any protective power, and each time he used a war poem he only consumed a wisp of holy energy. However, the yellow mountains of those mountain holy spirits were constantly struck by lightning, and a large amount of holy energy was consumed with every breath.
They are struggling against the might of heaven.
"Oh no, I only have two balls of holy energy left!" Shan Zhongyang cried out in the thunder and rain.
"I have three!"
"I only have one and a half balls left."
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The other mountain holy spirits reported the amount of holy energy one after another. Fang Yun was stunned and asked, "How many holy energy balls did you take out when you left Fenglun Mountain Range?"
"Normally, we would carry at least fifty balls of holy energy when we go out, but after the expedition to Xuantian River, our consumption of holy energy balls was huge, so each of us only brought five balls this time." Shan Zhongyang said helplessly.
Fang Yun remained silent. He never expected that the Mountain Holy Spirit was so tight-fisted. Even the foreign emperor now had at least five or six balls of holy energy on his body.
The battle poem to stop the enemy not far away suddenly exploded, and a thousand-foot-long thunder dragon came rushing over like a long cloud in the sky.
The next moment, thousands of miles of thunder gathered and formed a thunder prison again.
Fang Yun and the Mountain Holy Spirit used the same trick again, first using the Wu Hou Chariot to resist, preparing to break the prison again. However, before they could break the wall, the Thunder Dragon let out a long roar, and then the Thunder Prison suddenly became twice as thick.
Everyone felt a chill in their hearts, but still gritted their teeth and attacked the Thunder Prison.
Difficult to break.
Shan Zhongyang cursed: "This thunder dragon is crazy! It actually overdraws the lightning source in its body, which is equivalent to consuming its lifespan to attack."
Fang Yun's eyes flashed with hatred. Who set up this trap? How did he offend the Thunder Dragon to make it hate him so much? This hatred must be repaid a hundredfold!
Being trapped in the Thunder Prison, it is difficult to use any tricks even if you have a thousand tricks.
The Thunder Dragon quickly crossed the Thunder Prison and blocked the road leading out of the mountain.
Through the dense thunder, everyone sensed that a powerful aura suddenly erupted from the place where the Thunder Dragon was, like the King of Thunder, like the Lord of Heaven and Earth. Then, everyone looked up at the normal sky.
The thick dark clouds began to rotate slowly, and soon formed a huge cloud vortex with a diameter of one hundred miles.
The vortex madly attracted the surrounding thunder, and it became denser as time went by. After a while, it formed a pair of huge eyes.
Those eyes were made of blue lightning, gradually getting darker from the outside to the inside, and the very center was as black as ink.
Vast and sharp strange auras scattered in all directions, and those eyes gave people an extremely contradictory feeling. They clearly had a broad mind that embraced everything in the world, but they also had the ferocity to slaughter all living beings in the world.
Life and death are in his hands.
The eyes are in the blue sky, and their power lasts forever.
Shan Zhongyang's aura fluctuated drastically, and he said in horror: "It's over, he actually invoked the holy power of Zhilei Mountain. If we can't escape the Thunder Prison, we will definitely be killed alive!"
There was a flash of coldness and helplessness in Fang Yun's eyes. In the Holy Burial Valley, many ancient places and Jedi had the Eye of Holy Power. Once triggered, even an emperor with a holy energy source would not be able to hold on for long, let alone himself now.
If they could take out the Sky Mirror Projection or the Starfire Mirror, they would definitely be able to resist it, but they simply don't have that much holy energy right now.
Shan Zhongyang added: "According to the previous agreement, we will protect your safety. Now it seems that it is difficult to escape unscathed. Thank you for the inheritance of my clan. Now there is only one way to send you out of here. That is, we fight against the Thunder Dragon, and you find a chance to leave with the Wuhou Chariot!"
"Do you have any solution?" Fang Yun asked.
Shan Zhongyang raised his head and said firmly: "Whether it is to maintain the Thunder Prison or the Eye of Holy Power, it will consume a lot of Thunder Dragon's power. We will use the secret skills of the Mountain Holy Spirit Clan to fight against the Eye of Holy Power. When all ten of us attack, his power will be almost exhausted, and you will have a great chance of escaping. However, after you leave, I hope you will go to Fenglun Mountain Range and ask the emperor of the clan to bring back our mountain core."
Fang Yun's eyelids drooped, he thought for a few breaths, and sighed: "This is probably the best way."
The mountain core is the source of power for the mountain's holy spirit. As long as it is not completely destroyed, it can be reshaped, but everything in the past will be forgotten, which is equivalent to a new mountain's holy spirit.
At this moment, the huge Eye of Holy Power shook slightly, and two pillars of thunder as majestic as waterfalls shot out from the eyes. In mid-air, they gathered into a purple-blue thunder spear, piercing straight into everyone.
The holy power is mighty, and thunder opens the sky.
Shan Zhongyang absorbed all the holy energy in his body, jumped into the yellow mountain above his head, and faced the Thunder Spear.
boom!
The dark yellow mountain collided with the spear of thunder, and the light was dazzling, like the sun rising from the thunder, like fire falling from the sea of clouds, and the earth-shaking sound spread in all directions with a powerful impact.
The earth was shaking, the Nine-Headed Mountain Holy Spirit on the ground was unstable, and Fang Yun's Wuhou Chariot was pushed by the powerful wave and shook continuously.
In the endless light, a fist-sized stone collapsed from the sky, hit the hard ground of Zhilei Mountain, and actually sank into it.
The stone was as yellow as jade, and it seemed as if there was a heart beating gently inside.
When the thunder in the sky dissipated and the Thunder Prison returned to its original state, the Eye of Holy Power in the sky dimmed slightly.
The dark clouds near the Eye of Holy Power were actually torn apart, forming a dark area that was slowly closing in.
"Ah..."
The Thunder Dragon roared angrily, and the Eye of Holy Power in the sky shook again, sending out two more divine thunders, striking Fang Yun directly.
Shan Zhongku said nothing, his body merged into the dark yellow mountain, flew high up, and faced the divine thunder.
"See you in Fenglun Mountain." Another mountain spirit slowly walked out of the team, ready to greet the third divine thunder.
Fang Yun's eyes became increasingly cold, and his right hand tightly grasped the armrest of the Wuhou car.
Although it was the Mountain Spirit who tried every means to lure him to Zhilei Mountain and to make a deal, they were friends who had fought side by side with him. Seeing them die one by one, he hated the person who ambushed him with the Thunder Dragon.
boom!
boom!
boom!
After the seventh divine thunder fell, tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the Eye of Holy Power in the Sky.
The Thunder Dragon outside the Thunder Prison let out a shrill cry, full of anger and unwillingness.
Suddenly, the Thunder Dragon opened its mouth and spit out lightning towards the Eye of Holy Power.
The cracks on the surface of the Eye of Holy Power healed quickly, and it released rolling thunder once again.
Three consecutive divine thunders fell, and all the holy spirits of the mountains turned into mountain cores and embedded in the ground.
Fang Yun sat alone in the Wuhou carriage, his expression exceptionally calm.
"Hehehe..."
The thunder dragon outside the thunder prison let out a strange laugh.
The thunder dragon slowly descended, and was finally only a hundred feet away from Fang Yun.
The Thunder Dragon is a thousand feet long, and it creates a strong sense of oppression at such a close distance. It hangs in the air like a cloud or a mountain, with lightning flashing all over its body and rumbling thunder everywhere on its surface.
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