The talisman slapped Zhikong's body precisely and accurately. His body froze, unable to move. Except for his eyeballs, his limbs seemed to be stuck with high-strength glue.
Yan Zhixu fell from the sky, stepped forward, grabbed Zhikong's collar, and lifted the person up effortlessly.
She carried the person back to the original position, released her hand and dropped it on the ground, then took out a tissue from her pocket to wipe her fingers.
Looking at the person inside the mask, "Come here."
Ji Zhou withdrew the protective barrier, ran over, and deliberately stepped on Zhikong's arm.
There was starlight of worship in his eyes, "Master Xu, what's the matter?"
Master Xu is also very powerful, and he took care of this little **** in three or two strokes.
Yan Zhixu lightly opened his lips, "Didn't you always want to learn a set of tricks from me?"
Because she was too busy before, she didn't have time to rewrite the magic formula to him, but now it is a good teaching opportunity.
"Yeah yeah!"
Ji Zhou was gearing up and eager to try, his heart was pounding with excitement, and the blood all over his body was roaring and boiling.
"concentrate."
Yan Zhixu clenched his hands together, a cold voice overflowed from his throat, and the expression on his face was solemn.
"Oh oh!"
Ji Zhou followed her actions seriously, using a drop of his own blood as the incantation.
With the completion of the mysterious spell, the sky suddenly remembered the roar of thunder, thunder and lightning, and dark clouds.
"Boom--boom--"
The thunder bursts, as if ten thousand horses are galloping, and the strong sense of oppression makes people breathe lightly.
"lead!"
Yan Zhixu raised his right hand and pointed to the air.
"lead!"
Ji Zhou also followed suit.
As the words of the two of them fell, the thunder and lightning, which had been hovering in the air for a long time and refused to fall, fell straight down, and aimed at this meditation room with a powerful force.
"Go away!"
Lin Wan seemed to feel something, and hurriedly urged the eight ignorant little guys in the air to avoid them. Everyone quickly dispersed and fled the dangerous area.
! ! !
Zhikong, who was lying on the ground unable to move, tensed, and his pupils contracted violently in fear. He wanted to escape, but he couldn't.
"Uuuuuu-"
He wanted to call for help, but he still couldn't open his mouth, couldn't utter a complete sentence.
"Boom-boom-boom-rumble-"
The sound of thunder was dull, and it slashed towards the meditation room, without slashing other people, it precisely aimed at Zhikong on the ground.
Several lightning bolts fell in unison, and the moment he was hit, his body zoomed, and his clothes were almost naked.
"Uh-"
"puff--"
Zhikong was in excruciating pain, his face was pale for a while, and bright red blood kept pouring out of the corners of his mouth.
After the four thunders were struck, Yan Zhixu withdrew his hand, "The more proficient you are, the more thunder will be attracted, but this method is not easy to use to hurt people's lives, otherwise you will be contaminated with karma."
Ji Zhou gulped, silently looking down at Zhikong, who was slashed on the ground and could hardly recognize his original appearance.
Xu Ye is so rude, he must have restrained himself, otherwise the thunder will be more than that.
He nodded as if pounding garlic, "Mmmm, Master Xu, don't worry, I will definitely not use it casually to harm innocent people indiscriminately."
Yan Zhixu squatted down, lifted Zhikong and threw it to the host, "People from Gantan Temple, the host, watch and deal with it."
"Amitabha."
The host ignored the pleading in Zhikong's eyes, "He made such a big mistake and sinned a lot, and the old man will personally hand over the person to the city's spiritual department for detention."
Regarding the punishment of the host, no one except Chikong himself has any objection.