Chapter 645 (2/2)

These friars, with round eyes, want to shout for help. They can use their milk strength and can only make a sound like a purring dog.

Even some timid disciples are scared to death. If a cultivation can be scared like this, it means that there can be no further improvement in cultivation in this life.

Because as long as you step into the Xuandan realm, you can eat and drink Lazar and avoid vulgarity for a period of time.

At the level above Bazhen state, not to mention, as long as there is a trace of aura in the body, they can always avoid vulgarity, don't eat anything, and won't be starved to death.

At present, it's a bit embarrassing to be scared by the threat of robbery.

However, in the eyes, except that they know their own situation, no one pays attention to these small things. After all, they are in sympathy with each other, lying on the ground and worrying about themselves, while in the air, they all run for their lives.

However, Li Er did not care so much. It was not the first time for him to deal with the enemy with a natural disaster. A sneer came from the corners of his mouth.

The whole man was robbed by the first wave of thunder. He stumbled and almost fell. However, he was very happy, because he refined the original power of the humanoid heavenly punishment. Now he can not only help him automatically absorb the thunder and lightning in his body, but also slowly increase the power of the law of thunder attributes.

It's like pie falling from the sky. It's not a robbery. It's just to deliver vegetables.

However, compared with Mr. Li, the overhaul of tens of thousands of Daxian territory was terrible, because the natural disaster of evil spirits and talents was too terrible. At the beginning and middle of Daxian territory, they fell from the air one after another, just like dumplings. Their whole body was as dark as coke, and even some unlucky ghosts had fallen into the first wave of natural disaster.

But no one can imagine that the first disaster just fell, and the second wave... The third wave... And the fourth wave... Is endless.

”Is this young man......” after resisting five waves of sky robberies, a great venerable of the evil sect finally escaped from the surrounding area.

He was hard to resist without a trace of resistance. The whole person was as dark as ink. If his eyes were not shining, he would never recognize that he was still a human?

He was the first to escape. While running, he murmured to himself. Suddenly he thought of something and ran faster.

At the moment, there were only a few of the tens of thousands of Da Xian territory friars, who stumbled and fled in panic. Even Yuan Ying territory Da Neng fell dozens. None of the other Da zuns fell, but they were extremely embarrassed, and even showed their secrets.

There's no way. The power of this Tianjie is great, but it's not enough to kill their family, but it's continuous. There's no recovery time. Moreover, the power of Tianjie multiplied by geometric times. It's around the great venerable. Those with weak strength are also injured.

The tens of millions of friars in the flowers and trees were even more seriously killed and injured. Although the natural disaster did not lock them, the aftermath of the attack on tens of thousands of Daxian territory made these friars who had no resistance die no longer.

If they were only thousands of miles away, there would not be too many deaths and injuries. However, they fled outside the main sword peak in all directions. Some Daxian and Yuanying did not just resist the next wave of natural disasters.