The lightning has not yet risen, and the warning sign suddenly arises.

Chu Fan suddenly felt a chill and moved instantly.

Bang, sizzle...

The white light was dazzling. It turned out that the place where he was standing was broken through by lightning, and the air emitted a smell of burnt and sulfur.

After he dodged, the man had not yet stood firm, so he bang...

A loud noise made my mind blank, as if every particle in my body was about to break into powder.

Chu Fan knew it was bad, and his thoughts were not clear yet, but his body instinctively moved sideways again and rushed towards the center.

The lightning flashed again, and it was almost time to hit him.

The thunder rose again, dragging it out for half a breath.

With the help of lightning, Chu Fan realized that he was trapped in a non-virtual and non-real space. Just like a courtyard with a dome on four sides, there were two tall gods standing in the center.

A big man with a belly with his belly raised, his muscles were bulging, and he had two wings on his back. He had an eye in the middle of his forehead, a red face, a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, and was holding a hammer in his hands and beating a big drum against a big drum.

The other one is a dignified woman, with red clothes and white pants, and holding a mirror in each of her hands on the upper and lower right.

When the woman separates the two mirrors, the mirror emits light.

When the lightning lights came together, the man beat the drum violently.

This is... Thunder God, electric mother.

The more Chu Fan moved towards the center, the louder the thunder became. He was shocked and was about to explode and was forced to run around.

Fortunately, the two gods were not real, their faces were expressionless, and their movements were particularly mechanical. The lightning was lit up regularly for half a breath, which was half a beat slower than Chu Fan's reaction.

But this is not a solution.

The lightning is easy to hide, but it cannot stop. Once the foot is slow, it will be hit. Running continuously at lightning speed, no one will be exhausted.

What's worse is that the sound of thunder is everywhere, like a sea tide, stacking layer by layer, getting bigger and bigger, and gradually forming huge waves...

The Chu Shenshang circled twice and the Tianmu opened.

Break it for me!

Now, you can see the two gods clearly without the help of lightning.

Their figures obviously stagnated and became illusory, like two thin shadows.

The thunder continued, the lightning continued, but the rhythm was slower without sensation.

Hahaha, Chu Fan is happy.

It turned out that it was just two wisps of souls, not puppets. The divine fluctuations created when the Tianmu were opened affected and interfered, becoming slower.

Just know the foundation and it’s easy to do.

Just now, I was afraid that the little tripod would be extremely mysterious, so I inexplicably turned the person into a pile of pus and blood.

The old Taoist of Maoshan is so powerful that he stands in the air, Chu Fan can't do it. He can't even suck a living person into a magic weapon. At most, he can't suck a ghost into a small sword...

But he was not afraid of the attacks of the two gods in the cauldron.

The body is strong and not afraid of thunder and shock. The speed is extremely fast, which prevents the lightning from locking. The spiritual consciousness is powerful and can compete with the pressure inside the cauldron.

Coincidentally, all the strengths are brought to the extreme.

While running, Chu Fan pulled out the silver sword from his waist and raised it diagonally, shouting, "Come on me!"

However, no matter how he shouted, the two gods' phantoms remained unmoved. They were not like the wandering ghosts, and they were soaked into the sword.

what to do?

The sage Chu was worried.

If you sacrifice the spirit crystals, you will definitely burn them.

But when a fire burns all out, nothing will be gone and no oil can be obtained.

Chu Fan was not able to cast a big spell, and then wrapped the two souls and refined them, so he could only use the small sword.

You know, he had just collected a few evil spirits after working in Jianjian Mountain for a night. There were two souls in front of him. Isn’t it a pity that he was wasted?

While running, I thought, and had an idea.

With his hand thrown, the small sword penetrated through Thunder Gong's chest, and the illusory shadow suddenly shook out a ripples.

Chu Fan accelerated under his feet, ran to the other side in an instant, raised his hand and caught the small sword.

Sure enough, there was a trace of sacred aura in the sword.

Hehe, the needle tip picks up soil, I am a little stupid, but fortunately I have enough physical strength.

After dozens of times, the sacred aura in the small sword gradually became richer, and a clear hole appeared on Thunder Gong's chest, and strands of them were floating out...

The rhythm of the drum beat was extinguished with the lightning, and it was not disordered, but the intensity of the drum sound decreased by a little.

Mr. Chu is not in a hurry, and the ants take their bones and take their time.

Something was in a hurry.

The shadow of the bow in the palm of his left hand became more and more solid, and he was so anxious that his bow bent and his bow strings were bounced a few times.

Finally, a sacred breath drifted and touched the palm of the palm and was immediately sucked into the bow.

This is amazing!

The breath escaped from the hole in Thunder Gong's chest, and was sucked, and it suddenly floated over, getting faster and faster.

The situation is like a ball of yarn is pulled out of the thread end, and the faster it is pulled, showing a collapse trend...

Chu Fan continued to run five laps and realized something was wrong.

Why did Lei Gong's chest break into a hole in the washbasin? The sacred aura roll like thick smoke coming out of the stove, and the drum sounds weak?

But he couldn't stop. The electric mother's hands opened and closed, and the pursuit did not stop.

After the drum sound was silent and hoarse, Chu Fan ran for more than ten laps and got closer and closer. He took the opportunity to stab the electric mother's vest with a sword and rotated with her.

A blue thread was injected into the silver sword.

After more than ten breaths, the mother's body was illusory, leaving only a few faint traces, like a shadow puppet made of transparent silk. Her palms were still open and closed up and down, and the lightning was still not extinguished. The interval reached three breaths, and the light was as weak as a candle.

The green air in the small sword filled and almost liquefied, and Chu Fan hurriedly pulled it out.

Good, this aura is too majestic. If you slow down, you will probably explode.

Immediately, a star domineering spirit crystal was sacrificed and entered the sword.

Whether it is a ghost or an immortal, after the soul is refined, there is nothing that cannot be done with the spirit crystal.

After five breaths, a "mercury" bead as big as a soybean appeared in the sword.

Hahaha……

Developed!

Mr. Chu laughed wildly at the sky.

I thought to myself, I was exhausted and killed the ghosts in Jianjian Mountain. The spiritual power I obtained from refining them was only half a "mung bean". This time I harvested more than ten times more... By the way, there is also a Thunder God!

He walked around and showed a strange look on his face.

Hey, why is Lei Gong missing?

Just as he was looking for it, the lightning as faint as a candle was completely extinguished.

Even the remaining body of the Dianmu disappeared, and a trace of free sacred aura floated in the air.

I'll take it, could the Lei Gong and Ding Mother be absorbed by the small tripod and rebuilt it?

If you slow down your hands and feet, I am afraid that I don’t even have to drink soup!

Chu Fan held his little sword high and ran around, and after twenty breaths, he finally wiped out all the free breath.

It seems that there is no other attack method in the cauldron except for lightning and thunder.

He felt relieved and did not rush to absorb the spiritual power in the small sword. He was so sad that he could reach the edge of the wall, he bent down and stretched out his left hand and pressed it.

The light curtain emerged again, and runes flowed on the wall.

Chu Fan stood up straight and smiled contemptuously.

Judging from the strength from the fingertips, it is just a magic weapon of the realm of birth, which is 108,000 miles away from the Bagua Furnace refined by the Taishang Laojun. He can't do it with magic power. But it should not be difficult to melt it through with spiritual crystals...

Just as he lowered his hands and thought, the small bow of the light ink in the palm of his left hand could not hold back and jumped out, and suddenly shrank into an ant's legs in the air, and fell silently to the tip of the sword.

A light poke at the tip of the bow is like a long whale sucking water...

Chu Fan was shocked and hurriedly raised his sword to look in front of him, his lungs almost burst into flames.

There was a miniature magic array he had set up at the gap at the tip of the sword, which was equivalent to a bottle stopper. At this moment, the bottle stopper disappeared, and the spirit and spiritual radiation were gushing out. Only a pitiful mung bean was the size of a "mercury" in the sword, which was still shrinking...

Damn, the cooked duck is about to fly away!

The Great God Chu opened his mouth and sucked hard, and a white line penetrated his mouth and nose without thinking.

The spirit was lifted.

In a dangerous situation, he had no time to condense the dragon soul. He first swallowed this powerful spiritual power and then slowly digested it.

Evil!

He worked hard and killed the chicken and plucked the feathers and stewed it. Is it easy to stew it? After serving it, he only snatched a chicken leg and stared at the hollow plate. He was speechless and choked, not knowing who stole it...

No, you have to break the cauldron and come out quickly.

The lamp of the zhangba is far away and not close.

Just in the palm of Chu Shenpu's left hand, the bow string of the light ink bow was bulging, like a little man's belly rolling round and holding it, quietly hiding...
Chapter completed!