New White Snake Asking Immortals

Inside the room, Zhang Wan cried out in pain...

In the sky, there were cultivators screaming and dying, and the white snakes were desperately attacking as if they were crazy. The raindrops in the sky were all weapons, and many cultivators were caught off guard by the raindrops.

Zhuquan Temple is not far apart.

The old monk Huixian sat in the dilapidated hall and meditated in meditation. He looked up at the thunder and lightning in a certain direction, shook his head, and pushed the cobra aside to continue chanting.

Small stone sleeps soundly on the futon...

More and more monks are pouring into Wangjiaji, they are looking for a newborn baby, and the reward is quite large.

Many major sects and even demon sects have issued bounties. As long as they find the newborn baby and bring them to them, they can get rich rewards. The benefits they get are enough for a buddhist cultivator to walk through the sky and never lack elixir and elixir. Under the generous reward, many sect disciples and loose cultivators rushed into the village.

During the foundation-building period and the Qi-refining period, these low-level monks spread all over the mountains and fields, and I don't know how to gather so many monks in a short period of time.

In the sky, more than 200 Jindan cultivators dressed in various costumes rushed to the village or besieged the white snake, especially a few figures were particularly eye-catching.

A cultivator of the Nascent Soul period, the nearest Nascent Soul master arrived.

Bai Yujun raised the snake's head and looked at the cyclone that was spinning faster and faster in the sky, then looked at the countless monks in the sky and the ground in Wangjiaji, and also saw a few monks in the Yuan Ying stage who sneered at him.

suddenly!

Bai Yujun felt that the stars were flickering violently in the sky, and Zhang Wan was about to give birth.

In the courtyard, in the house, the child is about to be born.

"Snakes are born for a long time, and it's good to be crazy occasionally."

The body changed into a human form, and at the same time, the dress on the body changed shape into a pure Yang Palace robe. The sudden change made the monks who were besieged by it stunned, and the snake monster also wore a pure Yang Tao robe?

Pull out the jade pendant from the storage bag and hang it on the waist.

"I am the third disciple of the pure Yang Qingxu lineage, all the pure Yang disciples immediately retreat!"

Many Chunyang disciples were stunned.

"Bai... Senior Sister Bai?"

Some people recognized Bai Yujun's identity. After all, as long as you are not stupid, you will know that Yu Rong, the peak master of Qingxu's lineage, has accepted a snake demon as his apprentice. Now it seems that this is the one. After a little discussion, he chose to back off. It's life-threatening to get involved in a confused way. Besides, Zongmen didn't ask for anything. If you want to step back, just step back.

"Senior Sister Bai, do you need my help?"

"No, just step back, it's just a little bit of hair, I'll make them look good!"

The cultivators who scolded in one sentence had itchy teeth.

More than a dozen Chunyang disciples saluted and quickly retreated.

They were all Taoist practitioners, and they felt heart palpitations under the clouds, as if something bad was about to happen. Seeing Bai Yujun mentioning this, they simply took the opportunity to leave.

Stirring the wind and rain to force back the messy flying sword magic weapon that came over from the siege, he looked at the countless monks on the ground, and then looked at the sky Jindan stage and the few Nascent Soul stage monks, smiling.

Then, everyone watched the snake monster fly up...

Bai Yujun wanted the last time for Zhang Wan, and the only way was the spinning black clouds in the sky.

The talents that have been used for a long time are mainly water and wind and rain. The most important and most powerful one has never been used, that is, thunder and lightning. Thunder and lightning are the most ferocious and terrifying. Although I realized the artistic conception in the ruins deep in the 100,000 mountain, it can be Comprehension is one thing and exertion is another. Just like calling for wind and rain, the reason why so many dark clouds can gather is also thanks to the convenience of the rainy season.

Moreover, it took ten days and a half of continuous efforts to urge the talent to be used to bring about the cloud, which does not mean that it can be used after comprehension.

Now, facing hundreds of monks of all levels, Bai Yujun decided to play the big one.

Anyway, to kill for God, not to kill for nothing, but also to let them know the name of our snake, not only to remember the name but also to remember our ferocity and brutality.

Ignore the low-level cultivators who were scrambling on the ground, the cultivators of the Golden Core stage in the sky, and the masters of the Nascent Soul.

Constantly flying upwards, looking at the sky where the raindrops are falling, and watching the black cloud cyclone penetrate the rain curtain...

In the small courtyard room, Zhang Wan was covered in sweat...

Flying into the middle of the cloud layer and cyclone, looking at the black clouds that are constantly spinning and flashing thunder and lightning, Bai Yujun smiled, this is the place where he should come, it is very comfortable, more comfortable than sleeping on a stone and basking in the sun, as if this is the place to be. My home, body and soul are very happy.

On the ground, many low-level monks searched around and approached the courtyard.

Many people noticed the figure in the middle of the constantly rotating black cloud, as if the whole sky was revolving around the snake monster...

The middle of the cyclone eye is very cold and the wind is very strong, and the long hair flutters in the robes, occasionally blocking the line of sight.

Open your arms, palms do a virtual grasp.

In an instant, almost everyone looked up at the sky in horror, and saw the small figure in the eye of the cyclone, the sky was as dark as ink like night...

"The dark cloud is arrogant and evil, and the thunder and lightning strike the rain and hang the river."

A powerful move always has to have a resounding name. Bai Yujun, who knows ancient poems, just found a poem to use, palms down, silver teeth clenched and pressed down frantically!

"Thunder Prison!"

The rumbling sound was even more intense, and lightning flashed constantly in the black cloud. What shocked everyone was that the huge black cloud cyclone actually pressed down on the ground!

"How is this possible……"

Frightened, flustered, unbelievable, everyone stared at the sky above their heads, and at this moment, everyone had only one feeling, the sky was falling.

Facing the pressure of the terrifying thundercloud, he could not bear any will to resist.

"God... Could it be God's punishment..."

Never heard of or seen anyone with such destructive power.

The masters of Nascent Soul were also stunned. They had been beaten countless times over the years, and this was the first time they saw someone who used God to smash people.

Someone Yujian wanted to fly into the middle of the whirlwind to attack Bai Yujun, but he was struck by lightning before he could fly high. Don't underestimate Thunderbolt. If you don't believe it, you can climb the tower and try it yourself, to ensure that you can distinguish the difference between Thunderbolt and household appliances.

The transformational calamity that has been spent in the past is only weakened by countless times of lightning, and if it is really hacked, it will definitely die.

In the distance~www.wuxiamtl.com~ those Chunyang disciples are still discussing whether Chunyang has such a trick.

"It is rumored that Senior Sister Bai is mysterious and unpredictable, and she is indeed miraculous. Seeing it is better than hearing it, so I am convinced."

"Yeah, yeah, people who can make the sky fall... Snakes are indeed rare."

As the black clouds lowered, the lightning became more and more frequent and denser, almost everywhere. The Jindan cultivator flew out with his sword like a madman. The unfortunate one was struck by the lightning and fell with black smoke. The master of Nascent Soul tried to Kill the evildoer to stop the magic, but every time you want to do it, there will always be a faint heart palpitation in your heart, it seems that the shot will affect the fate, I dare not make a move, and can only fly away.

Thunder Prison Tianwei, like the end of the day!

The rumbling sound was incessant.

The dazzling lightning hit the ground, and a group of low-level monks hiding under the tree fell to the ground in an instant.

The dense lightning illuminates the world. Except for a few lucky escapes, they are all shrouded in thunder and lightning. They may be able to withstand one or two lightning strikes, and no one can withstand the endless bombardment.