Heavenly God Mnemonic

"boom!"

The giant skyscraper hit the five-color thunder dragon, and the two forces suppressed each other, but in an instant, the thunder dragon burst open and turned into boundless thunder and lightning, shooting towards the clouds in all directions, and was stopped by the eight heavenly monarchs.

However, the giant skyscraper continued to suppress the ancient battle platform, and the powerful aura directly pressed a palm print of ten acres on the ancient battle platform.

Lei Jun was right in the center of the palm print, and his body was struck by thunder and lightning, and the arc flashed.

"You want to beat me with just a small doll? Should you say that your Yasha people have too simple heads or are they too naive?"

Lei Jun suddenly raised his hand, pinched a weird tactical seal with both hands, like a key, instantly opened the Avenue of Thunder.

"Crack!"

There were continuous arcs jumping out of Lei Jun's body, changing between the five colors, instantly covering the entire ring, and continuously spreading into the void.

He was standing in the center of thunder with his hands quickly pinching the tactics, like the incarnation of thunder and lightning, Xiao Wanlei's magneto-optical disc slowly overflowed from his body, continuously fusing with the tactics in front of him.

Yang Qingxuan's face changed drastically. At the moment when Xiao Wanlei's magneto-optical disk appeared, the Xiao Wanlei's magneto-optical disk in his body also felt like he was about to be sucked away.

The people of the Lei Family who were in the void in a certain place changed their expressions greatly, and the old man was surprised: "My lord, this is..."

Lei Yang didn't look surprised, and nodded: "I passed it on to him. Lei Jun has mastered the five-color divine thunder, so he is naturally qualified to learn this trick."

The old man said: "But... Lei Jun is still suspected of killing the same sect at this moment... Your lord's doing this... Is it something wrong?"

Lei Yang's face sank, and he shouted: "I do, do I need you to direct it? You know, it's just a suspicion. Without conclusive evidence, Lei Jun is an ordinary disciple of the Lei family."

The old man sighed and said nothing.

At this moment, on the ancient battle platform of Yunxu, the Jie Yin in front of Lei Jun merged with that little Wan Lei magneto-optical disc, and it burst out in an instant!

"Five-colored thunder!"

"Boom!"

A piece of lightning burst, like a road evolving, layers of thunder and lightning rushed into the sky, washing away all obstacles between the world and the earth.

"Boom!"

After the big skyscraper smashed the Thunder Dragon, he was bombarded by Lei Shang, and instantly stopped in the air, unable to hold it down.

Instead, the power of Yasha continued to shatter and exploded, and the power of Ye Motian was broken by Lei Shan.

Countless thunder lights flashed like lightning, tearing the sky apart in an instant and hit Lance.

"Not good!" Percy yelled in horror. If this terrifying thunder energy blasted Lance on, it would have died out.

Lance is the strongest genius in their clan, and the junior who has the most high hopes.

"Boom!"

At this moment, Lance's hand print changed, and Ye Motian embraced him with both hands to protect him in the center.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The entire power of the five-color thunders blasted Ye Motian's body, shaking up a series of thunder patterns, washing the power of Yasha from this external incarnation.

Percy's eyes were wide-eyed, and the heart touched his throat. At this critical moment of life and death, if there is a slight difference, it will be a dead end.

"Boom! Boom!"

The thunder and lightning continued to strike out, blasting into the sky, and the sky was full of five-colored thunder, dazzling and dazzling fireworks, even the body of the night sky was invisible.

Lei Jun looked at the sky with cold eyes, as if thinking of something, raised his hand to pinch the tactics, and took a shot on Xiao Wanlei's magneto-optical disk, which instantly contained all the lightning.

After Xiao Wanlei's magneto-optical disk flickered, he returned to Lei Jun's body.

The **** thunder in the sky gradually dispersed.

The Skyscraper that protected Lance slowly disappeared in the air.

A ray of light flashed in the air, and Lance flew down on the ring, spitting out a large mouth of blood, his chest undulating sharply.

Although there is a Ye Motian bodyguard, the outer focus and the inner tenderness are still bombarded by thunder energy, and the whole body is in ruin. There is even a large number of electric arcs rushing into the meridians.

"Isn't it dead? The defense of the puppet monster exceeded my expectations."

Lei Jun sneered and said, "If it wasn't for the purpose of storing power to clean up Yang Qingxuan, you would have been smashed just now. But it doesn't matter, I'll make another shot."

With that, he grabbed his right hand and once again transformed into the phantom world of spirit dragon.

Lance's pupils shrank, and, in shock and anger, he spouted a big mouthful of blood again.

Full of unwillingness to circulate in the eyes.

But he knew that this was the end of his martial arts discussion in the sky.

Ye Motian's potential has not been fully realized, but his control over it has reached its limit.

In this battle, Ye Motian can no longer be summoned.

In the next battle, no matter it was Yang Qingxuan, Lan Ningxu, or Zhong Jie, he could not defeat it.

"I surrender."

Lance's azure blue eyes dimmed suddenly, as if exhausted all his strength before gritting his teeth and spit out these three words.

"Ok?"

Lei Jun held the Dragon Spiritual World in his hand, his pupils flashed sharply, and walked forward step by step, and said coldly: "What did you say? I didn't hear it."

Saying that the figure shook, he rushed over, the spear was picked in the air, the stunt turned the galaxy straight down!

"Sir Dongzhen and Batianjun are all furnishings? Actually need me to enforce the law for you?"

At this moment, at the corner of the ancient Yunxu battle platform, Yang Qingxuan did not know when he boarded the ring, holding a halberd, and walking towards Lei Jun coldly.

Dong Zhen's face changed drastically, and he shouted: "Stop it!"

At the same time, pat the right palm.

An invisible force turned into a barrier, covering the three people in the field.

Suddenly, both Yang Qingxuan and Lei Jun's bodies were stagnant and could no longer move.

Lei Jun shot a sharp look in his eyes, staring straight at Yang Qingxuan, and roared: "It's you again!"

Yang Qingxuan sneered: "Master Dongzhen and Batianjun pretend to be dead every time, so I have to preside over the game."

Dong Zhen's face blushed, and he said with shame: "Presumptuous! Yang Qingxuan, what are you talking about!"

Yang Qingxuan said: "Lance has already given up, let alone you haven't heard."

Dong Zhen said: "Naturally I heard it. I was planning to stop it, so you jumped into the ring, obviously ignoring the existence of the referee!"

Yang Qingxuan laughed suddenly and said, "Do you think the rules of Wushu cannot ignore the referee?"

The hole was really taken aback, and said: "This..."

Then he was full of black lines, and said angrily: "Naturally not. I won't hold you accountable for this matter. Go down! Lei Jun and Lance can't fight anymore, Lei Jun will win!"

Dong Zhen was afraid that he would pick the tip of the horn again and cause something to happen, so he hurriedly drew back from him and quickly pronounced the sentence.

Yang Qingxuan turned and flew off the ring, but Lei Jun's eyes were projected.

The two looked at each other, both with awe-inspiring killing intent.

The round robin within the same group will soon be met, and it will definitely be endless.

Dong Zhen said: "After the first game, Yang Qingxuan has one point, Lei Jun has one point, Lan Ning has zero point, Zhong Jie has one point, and Lance has one point. Next, the second draw will be held."