Cannon fodder's counterattack

Lightning gathered, thunder roared suddenly, and the next thunder suddenly fell.

At this moment, a charred palm suddenly stretched out from the deep pit, holding a golden talisman in its palm.

The golden light lit up, and Fucang felt a flash in front of his eyes, and a black shadow appeared beside him.

At the same time, accompanied by violent rumbling thunder, the thunder that fell into the deep pit turned around halfway and struck directly in the direction of Fucang.

"You brat, it's actually a teleportation talisman!"

Teleportation symbols are different from teleportation symbols.

For teleportation talismans, as long as you learn to draw teleportation arrays, you can masterly draw teleportation runes. Teleportation talismans do not have fixed runes, but compress time and space.

Therefore, the conditions for making teleportation talismans are extremely demanding. Except for monks with space spiritual roots who can refine them, only those who understand the laws of space and time can draw them.

The few teleportation talismans in Han Lu's hands were debts collected from Qixing Palace and Yun Chen when Yuan Yihuan was selling turtle shells.

"Yunshengun is so powerful, I must thank him properly when I get back!"

Han Lu murmured, swallowed the prepared elixir with difficulty, and then looked at Fucang, "Senior, it's up to you."

"roll!"

Fucang couldn't help but curse loudly, but he could no longer avoid the thunder, so he could only strike with a round spear.

In an instant, several dark lights rushed away and hit the sky thunder.

But in just a few breaths, the sky thunder blasted away the dark light and struck down again. What was even more terrifying was that the clouds brewed the next thunder at some point and followed it down.

Fucang glanced at Han Lu beside him, and before he had time to curse, he flew up and faced Tian Lei with a gun.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Han Lu quickly sat cross-legged to recover from his injuries.

The sky thunder must hit the person who is going through the tribulation to count, so Fucang can only help him block part of it, but cannot block a complete sky thunder. In the end, he has to do it himself.

Situation waits for no one.

Before Han Lu had time to recover his full spiritual power, he heard a cry in his ears.

"Boy, here we come!"

He opened his eyes and saw Fucang falling down in a panic, with two tiny thunders chasing him behind him.

Han Lu quickly greeted him.

After several roars, the two of them fell to the ground with a "bang" one after another, and the sky also returned to a brief silence.

Fu Cang glared fiercely at Han Lu, who had climbed up to sit up, and turned around and quickly moved away from him as if avoiding the plague.

"Thank you."

Han Lvze thanked him sincerely.

With Fucang's help, the power of the thunder he received was indeed much smaller.

And no matter what, it was true that Fucang helped him block the thunder, and it was true that he didn't take the opportunity to take his life. Maybe he would have to face Fucang's pursuit later, but he was very grateful at this time.

When Fucang heard the thank you, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, snorted coldly, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

At least this bastard has some conscience!

He really wanted to complete the mission, but he couldn't do it by killing the junior in danger, and it was a convention in the cultivation world not to kill a monk when he was going through a calamity and promoted, otherwise he would be despised by all the monks.

He is upright and does not want to use these tricks. The point is that he is also afraid of being struck by lightning!

Han Lu glanced at Fu Cang Yuan Dun's back and smiled lightly.

This guy is a good guy!

He raced against time to continue recovering, but before his spiritual power could be fully restored, another thunder exploded above his head.

This time the thunder was louder.

Han Lu stood up with his sword in hand. He looked at the thunder pillar that was twice as thick as before. He forced out a few drops of essence and blood. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on the Fusheng Sword. The Fusheng Sword immediately lit up with a dazzling golden light and the hilt came out of his hand. , soaring into the sky with sword energy all over the sky, and met the Thunder Pillar.

boom--

The two collided.

The Fusheng Sword fell more than ten feet in an instant, and even the golden light around the sword was mostly dissipated.

Seeing this, Han Lu flew up and held the falling Fusheng Sword with one palm. His spiritual energy spurted out and poured into the sword.

In an instant, the golden light of Fusheng Sword surged.

With a clear sound, the scattered golden light gathered back together, the sword energy condensed into a ball, spiraled upwards, and hit the thunder pillar again. A louder boom exploded than before, mixed with sharp and harsh sounds, resounding throughout the whole world. This is the world.

After a moment, the thunder gradually weakened, and it was seen that the outer perimeter of the Thunder Pillar had been defeated, leaving only a thick purple thunder, which fiercely knocked away the weak Fusheng Sword, and hit Han Lu directly.

Han Lu looked at Zi Lei who was close at hand, quickly swallowed a few pills, raised his hand to perform the secret, and a golden light immediately lit up in his dantian.

The golden light became brighter and brighter, and a palm-sized sword shadow flew away. When the sword shadow encountered the sky thunder, it split into two, attacking from both sides, and attacked the thunder pillar.

Han Lu recalled the Fusheng Sword and once again forced out the essence and blood to sacrifice on the sword.

boom--

Counting swords again, the thunder pillar weakened under the impact of countless sword energy, and finally slowly dissipated, but Han Lu did not let go of his mind at all, but looked at the sky more solemnly.

At this time, he has used all his methods, and there is no spiritual power left in his dantian, but there is still a thunder, which is definitely more powerful than all the previous ones. Can he still resist it?

Han Lu took a deep breath, raised his hand, and a huge tower appeared out of thin air. Three figures broke out of the tower and were thrown a hundred feet away, avoiding the scope of the thunderstorm.

Yuan Yihuan and the other three landed and immediately took out numerous breath-condensing charms and attached them to their bodies.

They used their own methods to temporarily block their own spiritual power fluctuations to prevent Heaven from discovering them. Although their cultivation at the peak of divine transformation could not delay it for long, they still had to let Han Luxian safely survive the last thunder.

The boundary stone transformed into a silver barrier, protecting the three people below.

"Are they the ones you want?"

Fu Cang, who was on top of the light array, guarded the ghost gate vigilantly while looking down, wary of Han Lu hitting him a few more times.

He saw the three people in the distance, glanced at the two palm-sized shadows next to him, and joked about it.

"It's better to make enemies than to dissolve them. Why have they offended you? Why don't you put up some conditions and let them go? I won't take the reward this time. As long as you untie the contract with me, I will open a back door for you." , how about taking you into the ghost world to practice?"

Fucang felt that it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, so it would be better to leave as soon as possible.

But Yun Zheng, who only had a remnant soul left, showed no appreciation and said coldly: "I sacrificed my body and soul to summon you, naturally because I want you to fulfill my wish. You have already accepted my body, how can you go back on your word? What's more, as a ghost fairy, you are still afraid that a few of them will fail in their spiritual cultivation?"

Hearing this, Yun Ling, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke up.

"That's my body!"