The Thousand-year-old Blood Demon rolled all over the ground in pain, struggling to stand up and want to escape from here. However, the thunder seemed to have eyes, and then fell down another wave, which hit the Thousand-year-old Blood Demon's head. After searching the book title on Baidu, dian Baidu, add 8&48;&48;Xiao&35498;

This time, the thousand-year-old blood demon was slashed hard by thunder and lay on the ground. Eight tentacles stretched out and trembled violently, but they still did not die. Their vitality was still very strong.

Seeing that Old Liu's head attracted the thunder, the Xuanwu Elder suddenly felt ashamed. He turned his head again and looked at Old Liu's head with a gritted teeth and cursed: You old man, if I had known this, I would have killed you all as soon as I saw you.

After saying this, Elder Xuanwu turned around and continued to escape with the huge turtle spirit, and wanted to escape from the thunder range of the sky thunder as soon as possible. This thunder that the thousand-year-old blood demon could not bear, can be imagined when hitting people. No matter how strong you are, under the magnificent power of the sky, you will still turn into a piece of ashes and annihilated ashes.

How dare this elder Xuanwu stay for a moment?

The storm still did not stop. There was a loud bang in the sky, and several lightning flashed through the night, and the whole world seemed like day. Next, it was no longer a wave of lightning falling, but a continuous wave of lightning fell from the sky, falling one by one on the thousand-year-old blood demon. When the first few lightnings fell on it, the thousand-year-old blood demon could struggle a few times and make a tragic wailing sound.

But after a few lightning flashes came down, the thousand-year-old blood demon could no longer make any sound, only those long tentacles were trembling slightly.

The lightning is getting denser and denser. Sometimes a few small lightnings will separate and fall on the ground, making deep pits on the ground. Many big trees are struck by thunder and are also burning in such a strong storm and storm. The disciples of the White Lotus Sect have long been frightened by the sky thunder and fleeing everywhere. They are running continuously and are struck by lightning, turning into a ball of burnt black ash, and are washed away by the heavy rain, without even a shadow.

Elder Xuanwu who kept running was not immune to the disaster. His figure was quickly able to avoid the tiny lightning that had separated, but the turtle spirit that followed it was obviously half a beat slower. This turtle spirit was also the residual soul left by the old turtle who had practiced for many years after the death of the old turtle. In other words, it was also an evil thing that cannot be tolerated by heaven and earth. Since the nine heavenly thunder fell, it would inevitably kill all evil things. The residual soul of this old turtle would definitely not be spared. However, the main target of the heavenly thunder attack guided by Lao Liu was the thousand-year-old blood demon. It was impossible for a large thunder to hit the body of the turtle spirit.

However, there were also small lightning waves separated from the turtle spirit. After all, the heaven and earth were showing their power. Although the lightning was small, the turtle spirit could not bear it. Its body suddenly shook and was almost approaching the state of nothingness.

This turtle spirit was staying in Elder Xuanwu's body, and he was a two-soul with him. The turtle spirit was severely injured. Elder Xuanwu was obviously not much easier. He suddenly stopped and knelt on the ground. He spit out a mouthful of blood as soon as he opened his mouth. When he turned around, he saw that his turtle spirit was about to disappear, so he pinched a few hand gestures. The turtle spirit became smaller and smaller, turning into a ball of golden light and drilled into Elder Xuanwu's body.
Chapter completed!