The only way

Chapter 641

Lightning is like a snow-white sword, waving in the dark sky, the towering mountain tops, the misty rain and mist, a trace of coolness permeates the heart through the raindrops.

An inexplicable dullness spread among them.

A deafening rumbling thunderbolt fell from the sky, and it was like the crazily dancing rattan whip. Just one strike seemed to tear the sky apart, not to mention the countless electric snakes that fell continuously.

And with the erratic rain curtain, it turned into thousands of tiny thunder snakes, which can be said to be pervasive towards everyone and everything.

The other monks who had already suffered, naturally shielded the sky full of rain, and the sea of ​​thunder was not heading towards them. In it, although thunder fell everywhere, it was very frightening, but it was only a slight numbness of the scalp , I was horrified.

But in the midst of it, Shen Buer, who didn't care the most about the rain curtain that came out of his hands, changed his expression instantly. Come on, the rapid momentum of the thunder and lightning has kissed his body.

For the first time in his life, Shen Buer experienced the feeling of lightning strike.

His whole body went numb at first, and then his mind went blank. When he came back to his senses, the dense pain was like a gangrene attached to the bone, lingering on his body.

Tens of thousands of ants devour the heart, cut the flesh and remove the bones, this is what it feels like when I think about it.

What Shen Buer didn't expect the most was that this brilliant lightning strike could dispel the cold poison in his rainwater!

For people with cold poison, this is naturally a great thing, but Shen Buer is a monk who relies on cold poison to act fiercely. His water method has no advantage without cold poison.

Shen Bu'er had only suffered a lightning strike, and he had already gritted his teeth and circulated the spiritual power in his body, and opened a protective spiritual power shield to isolate all the remaining lightning strikes.

The densely packed Thunder Snakes flaunted wantonly in the sky, and Shen Buer in the center opened up the spiritual power shield that was flickering and flickering. It seemed that he was struggling, but in fact the spiritual power shield never dissipated.

The power of thunder and lightning contained in the thunder seal has actually been consumed a lot when dealing with Xu Ying before. Although it has been stored for a while, it has not yet returned to its best state. Now it is only through Shen Buer's help. The rain just increased the power a bit.

It is not surprising that Lingchu saw that Shen Buer did not lose his combat effectiveness because of this.

She never thought that she would win against this veteran golden core monk so easily.

The thunder seal kept flickering, controlling all the thunder snakes to attack Shen Buer continuously, locking him firmly in a cage woven by thunder and lightning, making it difficult to leave.

As for Lingchu himself, he slowly closed the Weiji umbrella, and took a deep breath of the cold air.

The Weiji Umbrella in his hand began to emit green light, which was like water, no, or the whole Weiji Umbrella flowed like water, the umbrella surface closed and merged into the umbrella handle, and the ends of the umbrella handle meandered out, He pulled the umbrella handle and bent it slightly inward, like a crescent moon.

And between the ends of the head and tail, there is a ray of spiritual light spreading out, winding towards each other, and finally intertwined into a white string, exuding a faint gleam.

The third form of Weiji Umbrella, Weiji Bow.

The left hand holds the bow, and the right hand strums the string.

Lingchu slowly closed his eyes, his shoulders moved back slowly with his breath, his elbows slowly curved, and the shimmering bowstring was slowly pulled out of an arc.

However, when Weiji bowed, he didn't see any arrows!

Only the person holding the bow can hear the slow sound of the wind as he draws the bow.

It was a different sound from the usual wind, with a bit of determination and haste, but it was inaudible, like the sound of wind resounding in the heart.

When all the lightning power stored in the thunder seal was exhausted, Shen Buer, who was trapped in the lightning cage, finally took a breath again.

A silent arrow, off the string.

In the thunder seal, Shen Buer was constantly consumed with spiritual power, and was forcibly dispelled the cold poison of the water method in his body. Shen Buer, who had been firmly restrained for a while, seemed a little embarrassed, but this was just skin trauma.

It's not enough for Shen Buer to be injured and unable to fight anymore.

It's just that Shen Buer, who lost four out of ten of his skills, raised his eyes sharply when the invisible and soundless arrow left the string, and a stern look flashed in his eyes.

The originally bleak spiritual shield shone with dazzling light again, and with a flick of the nine-section whip in his hand, it was as nimble as a living thing, circling around Shen Buer's body.

As soon as he raised his head, Shen Buer was facing Shang Lingchu with his eyes tightly closed, holding the bow in one hand and loosening the string in the other, his eyes fell on the green bow, and his heart suddenly became alert.

Arrows?
Shen Buer looked around, but he didn't see any arrows. He frowned and his thoughts turned. He also closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness poured out without reservation.

The consciousness was released inch by inch, and before it had reached far, there seemed to be an imperceptible sound of wind passing through Shen Buer's heart. Then, his consciousness seemed to be torn apart, and a wave far surpassed the lightning strike. Pain came from Shen Buer's sea of ​​consciousness, and he felt as if his head had been split open with an axe.

The whole person was originally pale, but now it was shockingly white, without the slightest trace of blood.

The sudden severe pain caused Shen Buer, who had never moved half a step even after being struck by lightning, to retreat a few steps, and fell headfirst onto the Golden Lotus Platform. His whole body was like a rag, unconsciously facing Falling from the top of the mountain.

At this moment, Lingchu, who had his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and a stream of light flashed in his eyes. On the top of the mountain, the vegetation that was born by Lingchu's spiritual power changed from the calm and beautiful before, and now it is growing wildly upwards. , waving their branches and leaves, interweaving into a sea of ​​green, wrapping everyone in it in an instant.

As for the people on the lotus platform, they could vaguely see that the moment the vegetation came to life on the entire mountain top, there were countless complicated and precise patterns blooming in brilliance in an instant.

That is a formation!
The entire mountain top was quietly set up with formations!

Shen Buer, whose spiritual consciousness was wounded, fell down on the golden lotus. Before he regained consciousness, he was covered by layers of countless vegetation.

These plants seem to have spirituality, and the division of labor is clear. First, the limbs and neck are bound, and then they are wrapped layer by layer.

In just a short breath, Shen Buer was like a silkworm wrapped in a huge green cocoon, completely invisible.

And in the same way, none of the monks standing on the top of the mountain escaped.

In the blink of an eye, it was swallowed up by the ubiquitous vegetation around the feet, wrapped into giant green cocoons one after another.

　It's coming to an end, it's coming to an end, hahahaha, I'm finally going to finish writing the battle scene, in fact, I prepared a few backhands for Lingchu, but I wrote and found that I don't need to appear for the time being, by the way, May [-]st Happy, and students who are about to take the college entrance examination, let's go.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)