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Chapter 1045 Psychedelic Hand

Of course Tian Ermiao knows the characteristics of the Scarlet Cloud Beast.

This spirit beast is not afraid of thunder and lightning.

Moreover, it can also absorb lightning for cultivation.

Gloves made from the fur of the Scarlet Cloud Beast can provide good insulation.

If it is a glove made of the fur of an adult Scarlet Cloud Beast, it can not only block the lightning, but even counter the lightning.

Under certain circumstances, this kind of glove can indeed play an excellent role.

The silver-haired old man was very fortunate that he didn't throw away the gloves, or gave them to the younger generation.

He raised his fist, and there was a hint of gold on the red gloves.

"I'll see how you deal with it," he said.

Tian Ermiao's expression didn't change at all.

It is because he has strong confidence in his own lightning power.

His thunder and lightning power is not ordinary thunder and lightning, it is thunder calamity!
Zhao Chen would like to see how much stronger the lightning power of the refining thunder calamity is than the ordinary natural lightning.

Tian Ermiao's expression didn't change. In the eyes of the silver-haired old man, the silver-haired old man naturally thought that Zhao Chen had too little experience.

He was still muttering in his heart: "It's him who talks about fifty cents and can't do things well."

The silver-haired fist swung out, aiming at Tian Ermiao's shoulder.

Light blue lightning power appeared on Tian Ermiao's shoulder.

The silver-haired old man saw a slight sneer on the corner of his mouth.

boom!
The gloved fist smashed past.

However, Tian Ermiao was not knocked into the air.

Suddenly, the power of light blue lightning scurry across the leather case.

The silver-haired old man backed away abruptly.

Snapped!
His reaction was extremely quick, and he directly shook the leather case to the ground.

chi chi chi...

Puffs of green smoke came out of the leather case.

Soon, the holster was gone.

That is to say, the gloves made of Chiyun beast fur cannot block the lightning force from Tian Ermiao.

The silver-haired old man's mouth twitched a few times.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, otherwise, the power of lightning must have invaded his body.

Gloves that can be made from scarlet cloud animal fur were incinerated.

What is the power of lightning...

The silver-haired old man looked up at Zhao Chen.

There was disbelief in his eyes.

He thought of the thunder calamity he faced at close range that day.

impossible!
The silver-haired old man directly denied it.

How can the energy of Thunder Tribulation be possessed by a cultivator?

Besides, this monk is only at the early stage of Golden Core.

Absolutely impossible!
Then, what other power of thunder and lightning has such a powerful energy?

The silver-haired old man said, "Where does your lightning power come from?"

Tian Ermiao smiled lightly, and pointed his finger upwards.

Means from the sky.

However, thunder and lightning all come from the sky.

Therefore, the question of the silver-haired old man has not been answered at all.

Tian Ermiao spoke, "No matter where you come from...how can you deal with it?"

"Ha ha."

The silver-haired old man lowered his head and smiled, "A young man is a young man."

"Oh?" Tian Ermiao raised her eyebrows, "So what if you're young?"

"Do you think I can only deal with you with gloves?"

The silver-haired old man said: "It seems that you don't know enough about the later stage of Jindan."

"That's right, you should have just formed a pill not long ago."

"When I first formed the alchemy, I was also like you. I didn't take anyone seriously, and I had the attitude that I have when I have an alchemy in my hand."

"Because of this mentality, I have been taught a lesson, and you will be taught a lesson too."

The silver-haired old man smiled, "I have learned a lot, but I survived. You... will pay the price with your life."

"Let me see what you use to make me pay with my life."

Tian Ermiao said lightly.

"Then you have to be optimistic, otherwise, there will be no chance."

Saying that, the silver-haired old man raised his arm.

Suddenly, his arm gave a blurred sensation.

Sometimes it's one arm, sometimes it's multiple.

Both Liu Xiaomei and Wu Hang rubbed their eyes, as if they were dazzled.

It's not that they are dazzled.

The arms of the silver-haired old man became multiple, which was actually transformed by the energy in his body.

However, it was too real.

So that it makes people feel dizzy.

"Psychedelic hand."

The silver-haired old man said: "This is my fame stunt, so I became famous, and because of my fame, I seldom use it."

"I forgot how long it was when I used it last time."

The silver-haired old man looked at his arms and said apologetically, "I've shamed you, I'll let you have a good fight today."

Turning his eyes, the silver-haired old man stared at Tian Ermiao, "The power of thunder and lightning is energy, and the psychedelic hand is also energy. My realm is much higher than yours. I think you can resist a few of my arms."

A golden glow was issued, and then an arm flew out.

It looks like it was stripped from the silver-haired old man.

With gold on the arms.

As it moves forward, the golden color becomes more and more prosperous.

In the end, it is difficult to open the eyes of people who are all stinging.

Gold is the unique symbol of Jindan stage.

The richness of the golden color represents the level of the golden core stage monks.

The silver-haired old man is in the late Jindan period.

He entered the Jindan late stage tens of hundreds of years earlier than Lian Meng.

His accumulation is too rich.

Tian Ermiao's eyes were opened normally.

He still didn't change much in his expression.

Seeing the arm approaching at a high speed, he raised his hand.

There are two colors on his hands.

One is gold and the other is light blue.

Light blue is more vigorous than gold.

It's just that the color faded too much in front of the attack released by the silver-haired old man.

However, it didn't matter, the two touched, and the arm disappeared.

It seems that the silver-haired old man had already expected it.

He didn't feel discouraged at all, he threw out another arm.

This arm is much more powerful than the previous one.

boom!
The arm disappeared, and Tian Ermiao took a step back.

"The attacks of the psychedelic hand are superimposed, each time getting stronger, I see how many times you can take it."

The third arm was "peeled off" from the silver-haired old man.

More powerful.

After touching Tian Ermiao, Tian Ermiao took four steps back.

Then, the silver-haired old man kept attacking, and Tian Ermiao resisted passively.

beep, beep, beep...

It was the sound of Tian Ermiao's retreating footsteps.

I don't know how many times Tian Ermiao resisted.

He has retreated tens of meters away.

Liu Xiaomei couldn't open her eyes, which was disturbed by the silver-haired old man releasing the gold on his arm.

It can be judged that the sound came from Tian Ermiao's footsteps.

Therefore, she was very worried.

But, she couldn't do anything, she could only call Wu Hang next to her: "Master."

Although Wu Hang was not as disturbed by the golden color as Liu Xiaomei, his eyes were deeply squinted.

Hearing Liu Xiaomei's shout, he sighed, "Psychedelic hand is the highest-level technique in Zixia Sect, and there are only two people practicing it in the entire sect."

"Sovereign Lian Meng and him, but the psychedelic hand is too difficult to cultivate, and he is the only one who can fully master it. It is said..."

Wu Hang paused.

Liu Xiaomei asked eagerly: "Master, what did you hear?"

"It is said that no one has been able to take ten attacks. Tian Ermiao has already done a good job."

(End of this chapter)