Chapter 1713: Being hit

Chapter 1713 is hit

Like splashing ink, the ninth thunder poured down from the sky, and the black color made people feel very disturbed.

The onlookers all gasped.

Black thunder?

Is there a black sky thunder in the world?

Today can be regarded as a long experience.

There is no doubt that the power of the thunder in front of him is more terrifying than any previous one.

Black symbolizes terror, evil, death.

They just watched from a distance, feeling out of breath.

Gu Qingluan was facing Tianlei, and he was under much greater pressure than them.

She only felt that her whole body seemed to be enveloped by a dark and evil atmosphere.

The negative power was as thick as substance, constantly squeezing her.

It was supposed to be the scorching thunder, but it gave her the illusion of being cold.

Fortunately, Gu Qingluan had red lotus flames in his body, otherwise he would have fallen into the hallucination of the harsh winter.

Gu Qingluan raised his head coldly and looked at the black beam of light approaching him.

The formation barrier she had just set up was instantly pierced by the black lightning.

One floor, two floors, three floors...

She hastily set up an eighteen-layer enchantment, but within a short time, it was all gone.

Gu Qingluan threw the defensive Holy Spirit weapon that had been prepared at Black Thunder.

The ink feather umbrella flew into the air, zoomed in, and stopped Heilei.

The ink umbrella was crushed and deformed.

With a bang, the ink feather umbrella lasted only a few breaths before it was annihilated in the black thunder.

Immediately afterwards, another treasure stood in front of Heilei.

Similarly, the treasure didn't last long before it was wiped out.

Before, Gu Qingluan also used the holy weapon to stop the thunder disaster, but he was not destroyed by the sky thunder as quickly as now.

Wei Yuantong shouted loudly: "Please help me to stop this black thunder!"

Gu Qingluan's eyes moved when he heard Wei Yuantong's words.

At this time, hundreds of profound forces shot towards the black laser from all directions.

Either form an enchantment to defend against the black thunder, or turn it into an attack to weaken the black thunder.

The superimposed power of hundreds of saints cannot be underestimated.

The power of the black thunder weakened visibly with the naked eye, and the speed of its descent also slowed down.

However, the black thunder was not scattered.

Hundreds of lights were finally swallowed by the black thunder, which rushed towards Gu Qingluan persistently.

Seeing this, Wei Yuantong said anxiously: "Come again!"

"Old Wei, we can't do it! We have exhausted all our strength just now, even if we attack Tianhe now, the effect will not be obvious." Wen Yuan said.

"Yes, we cannot resist the power of the sky thunder." Pavilion Master Danxin agreed.

Others also nodded in agreement.

Just now they agreed, go all out to stop the thunder.

In order to win Gu Qingluan's favor, they didn't hide anything, and tried their best to deliver that blow.

Now it seems that it has only weakened one tenth of the power of Tianlei.

Take another shot, the effect is greatly reduced, and the weakening effect on Tianlei is not obvious.

Maybe the Demon Xiu is nearby, so they have to spare some effort, right?

When the time came, they would all be exhausted, and the Demon Repairman took the opportunity to wipe them all out, and they would have nowhere to cry.

Wei Yuantong understood everyone's thoughts, but he couldn't sit idly by.

He could only fly towards Tianlei, raised the plantain fan in his hand high, and slapped it hard in the direction of Tianlei.

A hurricane blows towards the thunder.

In a blink of an eye, it was swallowed by the black thunder.

At this moment, a bolt of lightning flew out from the black beam of light and struck Wei Yuantong.

Wei Yuantong was caught off guard, and wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge. He was struck by lightning, and his chubby body fell downward.

"Old Wei!" Wen Yuan, who is also the head of the first library of Qiankun Academy, shouted in surprise.

(end of this chapter)

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