Chapter 1130

Now I can't control so much. Chu Xuan concentrates on his mind. When he concentrates to the extreme and forgets both things, his hands are constantly turning in front of his chest, and his hand will be completed in a breathing time.

"Boom."

In the sky, there was a thunder all day long, and then a five color thunder fell from the sky and split the purple thunder according to Chu Xuan's heart.

I don't know whether it was Chu Xuan's illusion or his eyes were dazzled. He actually saw the purple thunder as if he were facing the king. He was afraid to fight. He was beaten by the five color thunder, and finally swallowed directly.

The old man who saw this scene was stunned and could not recover for a long time.

Chu Xuan doesn't want to waste the five color God thunder. He bends his finger to black Jiao and Lao Dao. He wants to eliminate these two guys with the help of the five color God thunder.

It's not chuxuan's ruthlessness, but after the five color thunder, chuxuan feels dizzy and dizzy. Seeing everything in front of him is shadow and shadow, which is obviously the reason of great spiritual consumption.

He was afraid that he would really pass out. At that time, he would become the dish of Laodao or Heijiao.

At the moment, chuxuan has some dark hate in his heart. Why doesn't he usually store a lot of colorful thunder? Otherwise, he doesn't need to draw from the void at the moment and consume his spirit.

Chu Xuan can't believe that his soft hearted, will be in exchange for Lao Dao and black Jiao let go. No matter who the black Jiao and Lao Dao lose or win, they are bound to escape the fate of being entangled by one of them.

Therefore, it is better to start first and suffer later.

Chuxuan just wanted to take the opportunity to wipe out two enemies at one fell swoop, get rid of the big trouble again.

Between the electric light and flint, five colors of thunder came in an instant, and at the same time split to black Jiao and Lao Dao.

Thunder is naturally restrained against monsters. Ordinary thunder does not have much damage to black Jiao. However, the five color thunder is one of the most powerful divine thunder in the world. Black Jiao has no resistance, and is directly cut into the outer Jiao and the inner part, and has no breath of life.

However, the five color thunder was blocked by the black dragon, and it became weaker. The Taoist priest first urged the red talisman, and then a fire dragon of hundreds of feet long circled the Taoist head and hit the five color thunder under his command.

With his spirit, chuxuan commanded the five color thunder fighting, and the Taoist priest commanded the fire dragon battle with his spiritual power.

Thunder and fire are the most Yang and hard things. Chuxuan's spirit is not good. The five color thunder is empty, and it can't be used. Although the fire dragon is huge, it can't compete with the five color thunder under the spiritual power of the Taoist priest.

However, on a closer look, Lao Dao was pale and sweating. Obviously, his spiritual power was about to run out, which was no better than Chu Xuan's situation.

"Bang."

The fire dragon and the thunder collide in the sky, sending out a startling sound. In a moment, the sky and the earth are silenced, the dust and rocks are blown away by the afterwaves, and even the towering giant trees are uprooted by the air, and then the thunder and fire dragon devour the vitality and turn into fly ash in the air.

In the valley, the ground is shaking and the mountain wall is full of cracks, which will be razed to the ground at any time.

Pooh! Pooh!

Both Chu Xuan and Lao Dao spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time. Both of them are crumbling and pale, and their clothes and gowns are broken and their hair is scattered.

Chu xuanqiang held up his spirit and did not dare to let himself fall asleep. He looked up and saw Lao Dao take out a small porcelain vase again from his arms, poured out three red pills and swallowed them. His spiritual power was recovering rapidly.

Seeing this scene, Chu Xuan gave a bitter smile. The old Taoist priest was rich in wealth. He even had drugs to replenish his spiritual power. Did he really want to die in his hands?

Seeing the rapid recovery of Taoist's spiritual power, Chu Xuan is anxious like an ant on a hot pot. However, he is not in good spirits now. If he relaxes a little, he will fall asleep.