My uncle is Lin Zhengying

He has devoted himself to cultivating in the Heavenly Master Realm for many years, and he has his own bottom-line ultimate move.

It's just that he never used this move lightly, and once he used it, the price he paid would be unacceptable even for himself.

but.

Today, in order to kill the Hanba, the grass dweller is willing to give it a try!

Zhang Jing saw that the thatched layman suddenly gave up the crutch in his hand, but the aura emanating from his body became stronger and stronger, and a palpitating aura rose slowly, but he was anxious.

Why don't you listen!

What forbidden move are you going to use?

Not to mention whether the grassy dweller has the strength to kill Han Yan, even if he has, Zhang Jing can't let him do it!

Such a powerful ancient beast like Hanba is worth a lot of merit. If there is a chance to kill it, how can Zhang Jing borrow the hands of others?

Hastily removed his disguise, he was no longer sickly, his powerful aura was completely released, the thunder of the gods was in motion, and there were bursts of thunder from above the sky, and an inexplicable coercion covered dozens of miles around, it was like an extinct world. The fluctuations of the heavenly tribulation made the grass hut layman, who is also a celestial master, feel his scalp numb.

"What a powerful thunder!"

The layman in thatched cottage was frightened, thinking of such a terrifying attainment of thunder, assisting beside him, suppressing Hanba's real sun fire, causing his 'defense' to plummet, it is indeed possible to kill him.

"Zhang Daoyou, can you maintain this state? If it is difficult, don't hold on."

The grass dweller took a deep breath and asked quickly.

He was still worried that Zhang Jing was fighting to the death, so he couldn't pretend.

Zhang Jing grinned and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine. Fellow Daoist Caolu, you only need to trap the Hanba, and leave the rest to me."

"it is good."

The grass dweller nodded, since Zhang Jing talked about this point, and it really didn't look like he was pretending, so he stopped talking nonsense.

He exerted the power of water to the extreme, and the power of clouds and rain in the surrounding world almost turned into a lake, and the feminine power was like countless threads, constantly entwining towards the drought man, making it difficult for him to escape quickly. The real fire of the sun was suppressed to the extreme.

At this time, Han Yan, apart from being filled with anger, finally realized that something was wrong, felt bad, and felt a sense of panic in his heart.

It didn't know what Zhang Jing and the grass dweller discussed, but it sensed the thunder that made it very afraid!

Originally, it thought that Zhang Jing was at the end of his strength after he was seriously injured, and he would no longer be a threat.

But it's different now.

"Hoohoho!"

Sensing the roar of the dangerous Hanba, the rune patterns on the blue skin gleamed, and tried his best to stimulate the real fire of the sun, trying to quickly rush out of the waters of the thatched cottage.

But it broke free from a layer of water, and under the spell cast by the layman in thatched cottage, another new water immediately descended, entangled it tightly.

Boom!

At this time, Zhang Jing's eyes were piercing, and under his control, a thunderbolt struck towards Hanba.

Well known.

Water is conductive.

Although in this world, this statement is a bit out of line.

But in the waters of the grassy layman, the power of Zhang Jing's divine sky thunder method not only did not decrease, but on the contrary increased a bit.

The two met for the first time, but they cooperated perfectly!

In an instant, the entire space was not only filled with water mist, but every wisp of water mist was also faintly shuttled by thunder and lightning, instantly turning the surroundings into a sea of ​​thunder.

The Hanba is located in the center, and the real fire of the sun on its body is restrained by the grass-roots layman.

At this moment, when the power of thunder fell, it seemed to have an 'armor-piercing' effect, otherwise it would crazily destroy its powerful body, and the catastrophic destructive power in the thunder of the gods would directly touch its soul!

"what!"

Hanba immediately wailed in pain.

With the assistance of the grass-roots layman, the effect of Zhang Jing's thunder power was stronger than the previous ten, and it was beyond the range that Hanba could bear.

The effect is better than Zhang Jing's previous use of Buddhist relics combined with Shenxiao Thunderbolt!

And most importantly.

Zhang Jing used Buddhist relics and Shenxiao Thunderbolt at the same time, and the burden on Yinshen and mana was too great, even as a celestial master, he couldn't bear it.

But now he only needs to use the divine thunder method, which is not a problem for him at all.

then.

Amid the screams of Hanba, Zhang Jing felt extremely happy in his heart, and one thunder after another was continuously pulled down from the nine heavens by him.

The whole space is misty.

The water mist kept rolling, and the thunder shuttled through it, bursting out with dazzling light.

The addition of the two is like forming a huge cage, and it is difficult for outsiders to see clearly what is going on inside.

Only occasionally, a flame can be seen rushing out of the cage, shooting towards the distant mountain peaks, and igniting the trees.

In this way, about half a cup of tea passed.

Even if it was only a single use of supernatural powers at a high intensity, Zhang Jing already felt a dull pain from the Yin God, and the mana recovery in his body could not keep up with the consumption, and gradually dried up.

At this time, even if he wasn't injured and didn't need to pretend, he really felt exhausted.

The grassy dweller is not much better than Zhang Jing.

He who tried his best to stop Han Yan was exhausted.

However, both of them were very excited, and they didn't feel tired because of the high consumption.

Because with the cooperation of the two, the Hanba at this moment no longer has the arrogance of the peerless beast at the beginning, his demeanor is sluggish, his soul is broken, and the thunder on his body can't be completely eliminated.

This one is frighteningly profound, one of the four ancestors of zombies who has lived from ancient times to the present, under the perfect cooperation of Zhang Jing and Caolu layman, the two great celestial masters, will be grinded to death by force!

The dawn of victory is at hand.

At this moment, Hanba, who was dying, suddenly roared loudly. I don't know what price he paid, but his sluggish breath recovered a lot, and his soul that was constantly collapsing also condensed.

The various red veins on its cyan skin fluctuated and changed, and finally formed a strange flame spell, as if something terrifying was brewing!