Chapter 118 (1/2)

Another bolt of lightning fell.

Even if you stay in the stone house, the lightning seems to be hanging in perspective.

He Feng was hit by a huge arc.

The stone house he had worked hard to dig collapsed in an instant.

Rhubarb screamed in panic and ran away quickly from the inside.

Then he ran into the mountains and hid.

In the face of this power, he can't play any role.

He Feng looked at the sky coldly.

His body was covered with scars.

It is extremely difficult to protect yourself under lightning and debris.

Space has been cut off.

He couldn't even find a weapon.

Climb out of the rubble.

Another flash of lightning fell.

But this time, despite the continuous restoration of spiritual power.

The Qi in his body has dried up.

He Feng looked in horror at the approaching lightning in the sky.

He crushed the jade pendant in his hand.

The jade pendant was crushed.

Runes appear in space.

Temporarily blocked the lightning, but in an instant, the lightning was like breaking through a thin layer of paper.

He Feng was hit hard.

Just as the lightning was approaching him.

Another jade pendant automatically activated the defense.

The terrible power of thunder robbery turned this jade pendant into powder in an instant.

He Feng was hit hard again.

However, with the offset of two layers of jade pendant, he reluctantly took the blow.

The spiritual power on the body has been exhausted, and there is nothing in the sea of Qi in the body.

Looking at that day, the sky gathered together again, and the silver light was about to fall.

He Feng began to run desperately in the mountains and forests.

He tried to draw a certain distance from the falling lightning with speed, and then restore some real Qi first.

However, no matter how long he ran, it was like a sun monkey who could not escape the palm of Tathagata Buddha's hand. No matter how long he ran, the thunder and lightning.

Still, very accurately, very quickly, hit him in the back.

”Ah!” He Feng fell to the ground and made a ferocious cry.

His back was dripping with blood.

The flesh was scorched by lightning, and the white bones were exposed.

He Feng felt that his internal organs had been broken.

Blood gushed from his mouth.

Looking at the sky.

There are still several flashes of lightning gathering.

After counting, there are three more.

These flashes of lightning are faster and faster.

One is more powerful than the other.

He Feng flashed a trace of despair in his eyes.

He is already a broken body, and there is no spiritual power in his body to stop the falling of these lightning.

One more.

I'm afraid I will become one with this world and turn into powder.

Mending the sky stone and opening the sky formula seemed to have no idea what was in his mind.

Still running, he saved the power to resist the lightning again.

Another flash of lightning fell as scheduled.

The defense shield gathered by the spirit power in his body was smashed in an instant.

If his spiritual power is still there, then this lightning can be easily blocked.

However, there was no real Qi in his body.

How can we resist the greatest power between heaven and earth?

Another flash of lightning is about to fall.

Suddenly, he Feng was in despair.

A message came from the space that had been lost contact.

”Master, go on.” Yunzhu shouted.

He Feng looked and saw that in the hastily opened space, Yunzhu seemed to be under great pressure, frowning slightly, and stretched out a pill to himself.

He Feng opened his mouth.

But it should fall into his mouth exactly.

A strong smell of medicine filled his mouth.