Chapter 1,216: Thunder Splits Carbon

Lin Mengyao tried his best to resist the incoming golden thread. Within a moment, sweat was already dripping down his chin and onto Bai Chen's forehead.

Seeing this, Bai Chen finally stopped talking nonsense and moved his handprints.

"God's punishment - the sky changes."

As soon as Bai Chen finished speaking, the entire sky suddenly turned into a strange golden color. This golden color shone brighter than before, and the dazzling light made people on the battlefield everywhere couldn't help but close their eyes.

"This...this is impossible...ah!"

Qi Qingyang raised his hand in horror and saw the dazzling light, his throat sweetened, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.

He never expected that Bai Chen would destroy his formation with a more powerful spiritual formation.

The spiritual formation was broken, and the power of his soul was severely damaged in an instant. It was like a flash flood erupting in his mind. Severe pain hit his soul again and again, making his face turn as pale as a sheet of paper.

The rain curtain of golden threads dissipated, and Lin Mengyao breathed a sigh of relief as if he was about to collapse. Then with trembling hands, he took out a fifth-grade elixir refined by Lao Xia himself from his waist and put it into his mouth.

"Mengyao, thank you for your hard work. Just leave the rest to me."

Bai Chen smiled faintly, raised his eyes and said to Mengyao.

However, it didn't matter when he raised his eyes. The scene that caught his eye instantly made his old face turn red and blood spurted out from his nose.

Seeing this, Lin Mengyao quickly covered her skirt, her cheeks were as hot as clouds, she glared at Bai Chen with shame and anger, then turned around and flew towards the ground.

"Ahem!"

After coughing twice awkwardly, Bai Chen gradually regained his concentration, facing Qi Qingyang's direction with his palms, and squeezed hard.

"The Ancient Emperor's Thunder Tribulation!"

With a whisper, the sky once again gathered a purple thundercloud, and then tens of thousands of thunder and lightning flashed through the air, striking down in the direction of Qi Qingyang.

Looking in shock at the thousands of thunder tribulations that were not inferior to his own spiritual formation, Qi Qingyang's face darkened. He resisted the severe pain in his head and stepped on the phantom's steps. His figure was like light and shadow, flashing rapidly between the thunder tribulations. With.

The weakness of the spiritual master is that his body is too weak. Once someone gets close to him, he can easily die.

But at the same time, in order to make up for this shortcoming, almost all spiritual masters will also study agile body techniques while studying spiritual formations.

Obviously, Qi Qingyang is in the Spiritual Emperor realm and is from the Xinglan Temple, so his physical skills are naturally unparalleled by others.

Seeing that this guy's steps were becoming more steady and his posture was extremely leisurely as he dodged the lightning disaster, Bai Chen couldn't help but reveal a strange smile in his eyes.

"The first form of the Eight Drunken Immortals, Jade Fire and Blue Dragon."

Knotting his hand seals again, Bai Chen raised his eyes and saw a flash of black light in the depths of his pupils.

Phew——

At this moment, a large sea of ​​black fire suddenly appeared in the sky, completely burying Qi Qingyang's figure in the sea of ​​black fire.

"ah--"

The sudden change caused Qi Qingyang to howl in agony. He was trapped in the sea of ​​fire formed by the holy flames of chaos, and the terrifying high temperature instantly burned him all over.

Click!

A bolt of lightning finally hit Qi Qingyang accurately. At this moment, he was obviously stiff and hunched over, as if all the bones were looming in his body.

Immediately afterwards, the second, third, and countless lightning strikes struck him one after another, causing his short hair to swell like a chicken coop, his body to curl up even more stiffly, and finally he howled miserably. His strength was gone, and his eyes were turned up, with only white kernels. They looked like corpses floating in the water, which was particularly terrifying.

Bai Chen slowly landed next to Lin Mengyao and couldn't help but sigh: "Oh, he is actually very talented, but it's a pity that he met me. I can only say that he has bad luck..."

"Brother Bai..." Lin Mengyao's red lips were half-opened, and she stood there in astonishment.

Bai Chen frowned: "What's wrong?"

"He... was hit and smoking!"

"oh."

Following Lin Mengyao's line of sight, Bai Chen could not help feeling silently sad when he saw that the dead body had been reduced to black coke by thousands of thunderstorms.

He and Qi Qingyang originally had no grievances, but that guy insisted on looking for trouble on his own. Who can blame him?

At this moment, Yang Qiuyu and Fatty Guo also flew over from a distance. After they landed here, they and Bai Chen enjoyed the wonderful scene of thunder and lightning chopping carbon.

When the four of them were filled with emotion, Tang Qin also followed from behind.

Seeing that Tang Qin was injured all over his body, Bai Chen couldn't help but worry: "How is it, are you okay?"

Looking directly at Bai Chen's worried face, Tang Qin smiled: "It's okay."

"Are you really okay?" Lin Mengyao ran over, took Tang Qin's little hand, and found that her arms were covered with scars. She couldn't help but said distressedly: "Who did you meet, who could hurt you like this! "

Hearing this, Tang Qin's cold eyes narrowed and he said in a daze: "Situ Zhaonan!"

...! !

Everyone was startled when they heard this name.

Bai Chen once warned everyone very seriously that they must be careful about Situ Zhaonan. Not only did this person hide his strength, but he was also a master of illusion-type spiritual skills. He would be very difficult to fight alone.

Seeing everyone's eyes full of horror, Tang Qin pursed his lips and smiled: "Situ Zhaonan is dead, but I also used Black Butterfly Kill. I'm afraid I won't be able to use this move for a while."

The Black Butterfly Kill was originally the last hidden killing move designated by Bai Chen to deal with the Red Flame Demon God. Now Tang Qin used it in advance. If he wants to use it again, he may need to recover a lot of talent.

For a moment, she began to blame herself deeply.

Looking at Tang Qin's guilty lowered eyes, Bai Chen raised his palm, rubbed her forehead gently, and said nonchalantly: "Silly girl, no one will blame you. After all, you solved Situ Zhaonan, and you did it for us." A very strong enemy has been eliminated. As for waste..." Bai Chen smiled awkwardly and said, "I was besieged by Hua Dounan and the others before, and I also used Yaochi Guanhai..."

"What!"

Everyone was shocked.