Before the cheers of the crowd completely disappeared, the ashes on the ground gradually condensed into a ball and stood up again.

Qian Yiqun was surprised to find that there was no trace of lightning struck on this skeleton.

This is unscientific!

The skeleton stood up, with lightning flowing on the surface, and its originally pale bone color was blue.

It raised its bone blade and slashed heavily on the light shield of the Huntian Formation.

The light shield suddenly burst out with a green halo, which was quite dazzling.

When everyone saw that the protection formation was not broken, they were really about to cheer, but they saw a trace of Yin Hong's blood slowly flowing out of Qian Yiqun's mouth.

When he was struck by this bone blade, Qian Yiqun could no longer control the exerted force and could only resist part of it. This part was enough to make his internal organs vibrate and surging against the blood, and there was no way to suppress it. The only thing Qian Yiqun could do was to change the blood "spray" into "flow" to avoid causing greater vibrations.

Sigh!

Another electric arc broke through the air and hit the skeleton.

The skeletons were scattered on the ground and made into a bunch of bone sticks.

Everyone took a breath, and anyone knew the meaning of this: if he could come back if he turned into ashes, then this bone rod was nothing at all. Moreover, the same electric shock could only be broken away the second time, but it could not be turned into ashes. What about the next lightning strike?

This is unscientific!

Joshua Chan kept drawing literacy on his chest and reciting the Rosary in his mouth, hoping that God's power could defeat this devil from hell.

Qian Yiqun watched the skeleton stand up again, waved his bone blade again, and slashed heavily on the eight gates of the Huntian Formation.

The stinging pain broke into the purple palace along the Lingyun. Through the entrance hall, the body thought that it was really attacked... The violent contraction of the five internal organs caused blood vessel rupture and abnormal acceleration of the heart. A pain nerve in the whole body seemed to be stimulated and sent to the brain at the same time.

Qian Yiqun's head was in pain. His knees softened and he knelt on the ground. The defense of the Huntian Formation was immediately weakened a lot, and huge thunder energy leaked in, leaving several pieces of coke in the crackling sound. Fortunately, Qian Yiqun stopped this leakage in time and gritted his teeth to support the formation map again.

Why can't I take weight easily?

Qian Yiqun felt a fishy smell in his mouth, and this pain was far more unbearable than the physical pain.

Illed was full of pleasure, touched the residual blood on his mouth and said to himself: You have tasted this too!

Qian Yiqun

Why haven’t my personal army come to rescue you yet!

Chongzhen had already collapsed on the dragon throne and could not get up, but years of royal education still made him strive to maintain his true nature. He had a brave look of unchanging color as Mount Tai collapsed before him. He didn't know how much the price the opponent had spent this time in order to achieve the effect of achieving his contributions in one battle.

The emperor's personal guards and the soldiers and horses of the Imperial Horse Prison are now guarding outside the Imperial Garden, not allowing anyone to enter, and at the same time they are loyal and unswerving. They are all told that there are masters in the Imperial Garden now, and once someone breaks in, it is very likely that the prayer for rain will fail.

These guards are from the capital, and who doesn’t have a few acres of land at home? Naturally, they are unwilling to let the rain prayer be ruined. Moreover, the celestial phenomena are strange, so it must be that the master has reached the critical moment of his practice.

"Hey, is it here?" A gentle voice flashed by with a snow-white afterimage.

There was only a flower in front of the guards. A trace of fragrance swayed on both sides, and there was only a time to have a thought in his mind: It smells so fragrant...

Immediately, my eyes were completely dark, and even the torch disappeared. I fell to the ground.

Qian Yiqun gritted his teeth and finally stood up. Looking around, stars appeared in his vision... This is the legendary eyes of Venus.

"Taoist! I'm here!"

A cheerful cry came from afar.

Qian Yiqun thought to himself: This is clearly Yi Lin’s voice!

Soon, a woman wearing a moon-white dress and pink gauze dress broke into Qian Yiqun's vision.

It seems that I have not only auditory hallucinations, but also vision... Could it be that my deadline has come?

Qian Yiqun shook his head, moved his heart to prairie trees, and clearly saw that it was indeed Yilin in front of him.

Even the cilia on her tail could be seen clearly.

"Don't come over! There is electricity!" Qian Yiqun shouted with his last breath of energy.

Yilin smiled happily and said, "I'll help you!"

What do you plan to help?

Qian Yiqun couldn't help but scream in his heart, and his eyebrows were gathered together unconsciously.

Yilin pulled out a crystal clear and bright thin line from a furry embroidered bag around her waist. The thin line floated with the wind, floating longer and longer.

Illed didn't know where this witch came from, but he actually dared to break into his Thousand Machine Formation. He thought he had some skills. He quickly called out to the iron rod lama around him and shouted, "Go and stop her!"

The iron rod lamas got up from the ground and ran towards Yilin.

Yilin was afraid of being trapped in the demon lock formation again, so she was quite afraid of these other monks who were also hairless. She had already jumped several feet behind while she was floating, and placed the monk between herself and Qian Yiqun.

A monk stretched out his hand curiously and touched the silver thread floating in the air. He had no idea how bad the little curiosity had brought him.

Yilin smiled happily, pulled out the last piece of silver thread, let go, and then ran further.

The other lamas chased after them without any sense, but did not find that the inconspicuous silver thread had stuck to them.

And the other end of the silver thread was drifting towards Qian Yiqun with the wind.

"Come and catch me!" Yilin burst out with a silver bell-like laughter and ran towards Illard's altar.

"Don't let her come!" Ellard shouted loudly.

Yilin's smile remained unchanged, and she jumped onto the shoulders of the Wu Earth Divine Soldier in one fell swoop. A large white silk flew out of her sleeve, and the crisp sound of bells colliding suddenly came.

Bai Yan tightly wrapped around the monk running in the front.

Yilin pulled it gently, Bai Ling then pulled it up, and pulled the monk up in front of him.

The almost invisible silver thread tightly pulled the other monks over and fell into a ball.

Yilin took a look at the silver thread that was floating towards Qian Yiqun in the wind, and quickly took back the white silk. In the confusion of the lamas, she floated away.

More lamas rushed over and tried to catch Yilin with their companions who had just gotten up on the ground. Yilin's figure suddenly accelerated and quickly left the bald thieves.

Qian Yiqun just followed Yilin's movement trajectory with his eyes, and the real focus was the floating silver thread.

Affected by electromagnetics, the silver wire finally accelerated and hit the thunder ball above everyone's heads.

In an instant, lightning led the monk who was stained with the silver thread along the silver thread.

The huge energy instantly knocked the monks into coke, and then exploded at the other end of the silver thread. The violent explosion brought out the soil and bricks on the ground, throwing them high into the sky, and then crackled down like rain.

This violent explosion also lifted a corner of the altar, and the huge Wu Earth magic weapon immediately pounded the red light wall of the altar and hit Illed's chest with a heavy punch.

Qian Yiqun felt the pressure disappear, and then used the wooden stand-in and appeared two feet away in front of everyone.

At first glance, everyone was quite surprised. When they turned to see the kind-hearted man, they saw that there was only a lonely peony tree in the position where the kind-hearted man was standing.

Ghost Step!

Qian Yiqun sprinted as fast as possible. Yufeng went to the altar and grabbed Illed's neckline.

"Ha, ha..." Yilede was injured by the Wutu Divine Soldier and vomited blood heavily, "After all, you can't kill me..."

"Silly." Qian Yiqun said two words lightly.

"What did you say?" Illed thought he had heard it wrong: Could this Taoist who blocked Tianlong actually spit out such dirty mouth?

"I said you're stupid." Qian Yiqun said lightly, "I'm not here to kill you, I just want to scold you. Your stupidity is definitely not worth dirtying my sword!"

As he said that, Qian Yiqun picked up Yiled's collar and threw it down the altar. He shouted: "Wu Earth God Soldier, step on him to death!"

"Haha, haha! Do you think. If I die, this great dragon formation will be broken..." Illed's breath became weaker and weaker, but a hint of excitement appeared in his eyes, "You, you, you must die here..."

When the last syllable dissipated, so did the glory in Ellard's eyes.

Qian Yiqun stood on the altar and looked at Yi Lin. Suddenly, he saw a white light falling from the sky and slashing straight towards Yi Lin.

"The golden light appears at a speed!" Qian Yiqun reacted very quickly. The moment the white light fell on Yi Lin's body, the golden light had completely enveloped Yi Lin's body.

Thunder roared, the dark clouds did not dissipate, and more and more silver snakes were undulating in the clouds.

More and more thunders fell and ran towards Yilin at the same time.

Dear, what kind of fox thing are you? Why is this thunder staring at you!

Qian Yiqun shrank from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, rushed to Yilin, and shouted: "Come here!"

Yi Lin flew against the direction, and a thunderbolt fell to the position where she had just stood.

"Pray to rain quickly! These dark clouds are dispersed!" Yi Lin shouted, and she dared not stop for a moment.

Qian Yiqun took out the Vajra Bead and threw it at Yilin without saying a word: "There are two more times!" After that, he recited the truth loudly.

Yi Lin threw out the white silk, wrapped the Vajra Bead in the sky, put it in her hand, and shouted again: "Pray for the rain!"

Qian Yiqun turned around and ran to the altar.

The original blessing of this altar was indeed like a blessing formation. However, after being destroyed by the sky thunder, it was equivalent to being broken and had no use. Qian Yiqun stood at the altar and keenly smelled a fishy smell coming from the broken corner of the altar, and didn't know what kind of filth it was.

"Pray for rain!"

Qian Yiqun calmed down and passed the steps in his mind in an instant, skipping the foreplay of summoning dark clouds and starting directly from urging rain. He picked up a cup of tea on the bill and whispered: "This tea is the tip of the top of the head, this water is the flower of the East Well. Offering to the Holy Truth, sins will destroy blessings; offering to the ancestors will increase blessings! His disciple Qian Yiqun, because of the dryness of heaven and earth, begging the Holy Truth to be merciful!"

After the prayer was recited, Qian Yiqun tightened his body, and the huge suction force pulled his spiritual sense directly into the purple palace.

Qian Yiqun's body suddenly shone with light and shining, like a glass lamp in battle.

Even people with the mortal fetus' naked eyes and spiritual aggregate can see clearly.
Chapter completed!