Shared talent: traveling through the heavens and worlds at the same time

Chapter 45: After working hard, it’s just a small amount?

Zhang Lingyu looked at Lin Bei awkwardly, and the anger in his eyes was almost ready to burst out.

The relatively good state of mind that he had maintained for twenty years of practicing Taoism was completely shattered by Lin Bei's slap just now at this moment!
  To be defeated in the most unacceptable way by a wild man who he thought was not qualified to fight against him, in Zhang Lingyu's opinion, this was the most serious humiliation!
  It’s just that the twenty years of cultivation were not in vain. Zhang Lingyu glared at Lin Bei angrily for a while, took a few deep breaths, but still showed a serious look and said:

"Hmph, I admit that I underestimated you before. Your strength is very strong! It was my fault that I didn't use all my strength before, but next time, you have to be careful!"

Following Zhang Lingyu's words, the originally bright golden light on Zhang Lingyu's body suddenly became darker and more condensed.

After Zhang Lingyu finished speaking, the golden light on his body had condensed into pure black thunder, crackling around him!
  Five Thunder Zhengfa·Yin Five Thunder!
  Then, Zhang Lingyu did not hesitate, pointed his palm at Lin Bei, and shouted coldly:

"Lefa Palm Thunder!"

As soon as he finished speaking, pure black lightning spurted out from Zhang Lingyu's palm, turning into a black bolt and striking towards Lin Bei quickly!
  At this time, something that shocked Zhang Lingyu even more happened. Lin Bei did not block the palm thunder with golden light as he expected. Instead, he stretched out a hand like Zhang Lingyu, with his palm facing him and his mouth. He uttered the same five words as him:
  "Lefa Palm Thunder!"

The next moment, pure white lightning that was completely opposite to Zhang Lingyu condensed in Lin Bei's palm, and then turned into a white bolt and spurted out!

Two rays of lightning, one black and one white, merged between Lin Bei and Zhang Lingyu almost instantly, erupting with a sound like a thousand birds. Just a few splashes of aftermath exploded in the surrounding areas, with a diameter of several dozen. Big pit of rice!

Several people watching the battle looked at this scene with horror.

Song Jinyu, who said from the beginning that he was coming to see a show, the young monk Baoshan, and Dongxiang Zhuang Hujie, who gave in early, were already quite far away, and now they stepped back more than ten meters again, for fear of being affected.

Song Jinyu hugged his Tang Dao tightly in his arms, as if the knife could bring him some sense of security. At the same time, he couldn't help but swallowed and said:

"Damn, are these two guys really human? Which young man has such strength?

Especially that Lin Bei, I have heard of that Lingyu Taoist Priest. He is a closed disciple of the old Heavenly Master, and he is not even his enemy. Fortunately, I came here to make friends in the first place, otherwise now I'm afraid it's all turned into coke, right? "

The young monk Baoshan clasped his hands together and shouted Amitabha again. He didn't say anything more, but no one saw him. There was a burning fighting spirit in his eyes.

Like an angry-eyed King Kong!

Even the two Taoist priests Zhang Chulan and Ye Xingjiyun, who had just been fighting Zhenghuan not far away, stopped early at this time. Looking at the scene of their passionate exchanges, they were equally surprised.

Among them, the fat one, Ye Xingdao, exclaimed with a look of horror on his face:
  "This, this is the thunder method? How is this possible? How can he know the thunder method! And it's Yang Wu Lei!"

Zhang Chulan could not help but complain:
  "I should be the one to say this, right? You guys, even if you know the Golden Light Spell, you can also do the Thunder Method! And that bastard's Thunder Method is so weird, it's actually black!" said As he watched, Zhang Chulan suddenly remembered the origin of his grandfather Zhang Huaiyi that Lin Bei had told him before. His expression changed, he looked at Ye Xing and Ji Yun and asked:
  "I said, you three are not from the Tianshi Mansion, are you?"

When the tall and thin Taoist Priest Jiyun heard Zhang Chulan's words, the sunglasses on his face flashed, he looked at Zhang Chulan and asked:
  "Yes, we are disciples of the Tianshi Mansion. That person over there is a close disciple of the contemporary Heavenly Master, and he is also our junior uncle. Why, have your ancestors ever mentioned the Tianshi Mansion to you?"

Zhang Chulan did not answer Jiyun's words, but quickly calculated based on Lin Bei's previous relationship with the Tianshi Mansion. Suddenly he frowned and muttered to himself:

"Damn it, this stinky guy is actually my uncle? How can he reason with this! Only one uncle is enough!"

When Jiyun saw that Zhang Chulan was silent, he spoke again:

"Zhang Chulan, tell me, did your ancestors tell you about our Tianshi Mansion? By the way, that Lin Bei knows the thunder method, can you also do it?"

Zhang Chulan glanced at Jiyun and replied angrily:
  "I never mentioned it! I only heard about the Tianshi Mansion in the past two days! As for whether I know the thunder method or not, it's none of your business!"

After being retorted by Zhang Chulan, Jiyun was about to continue asking, but Lin Bei and Zhang Lingyu, who were confronting each other in the field, had already decided the winner.

Although the people on the sidelines seemed to be talking a lot, in fact, they almost all said it at the same time, and only three or four seconds had passed.

And in just three or four seconds, Zhang Lingyu's black thunder was completely suppressed by Lin Bei, and the white thunder was even close to less than one meter in front of Zhang Lingyu!

If Zhang Lingyu hadn't laid a layer of Yin Wu Lei all over his body to resist it, the light would have been the aftermath of the collision of the two lightning spells, and Zhang Lingyu might have been injured!

However, Zhang Lingyu has reached his limit at this time.

Lin Bei had obviously discovered this, and the lightning in his hand strengthened again. In an instant, Zhang Lingyu, who could no longer hold up, was completely defeated by the white thunder, and was submerged in Lin Bei's Yang Wu Lei!
  Jiyun and Yexing, who were on the sidelines, exclaimed when they saw this:
  "Little uncle!"

Then the two of them rushed in the direction of Zhang Lingyu as quickly as possible.

Fortunately, Lin Bei had put away the palm thunder at this time. Otherwise, if they had rushed over so recklessly, Zhang Lingyu would have been fine and he would have gone to see the King of Hell in no time!
  After Jiyun and Ye Xing helped Zhang Lingyu up, everyone realized that Zhang Lingyu looked extremely miserable, her whole body was burnt black, and her white Taoist robe had turned completely black this time, but her chest still had ups and downs, and it seemed that there was no Danger to life.

Lin Bei showed no sympathy at all. Looking at the extremely miserable Zhang Lingyu, he said with disdain:
  "Oh, that's it, all your strength? You're just trying your best for just a small amount, but you're still shouting so loudly, no one can do the same thing as Leifa.

To make a good yin five thunder, you have to plagiarize the usage of the yang five thunder. I really don’t know what to say. "

(End of this chapter)