Zhutian Animation: Wu Ji

Upon seeing this, the fat Taoist couldn't help exclaiming.

"Lei Fa can't be learned by stealth, have you forgotten it? Of the many disciples in the Heavenly Master's Mansion, only a few strong people are called Gao Gong, and only a few of these high skills can learn Lei Fa."

"But these high-level skills will be restricted by the Heavenly Master's Mansion even if they are proficient in the thunder method. You must not pass the thunder method to anyone. According to the rules, the thunder method can only be taught to those who may inherit the position of the celestial master!"

The thin Taoist priest looked at Zhang Chulan as if he was looking at a monster.

"Then it is even more wrong! If his grandfather Zhang Xilin is likely to inherit the high gong of the heavenly master, why have I never heard of the name Zhang Xilin in the heavenly master's mansion for decades?"

The fat Taoist said in surprise.

"Dare you get distracted when you fight with me? Seeking death!"

Bao Bao Feng narrowed his eyes, the kitchen knife in his hand became a bit quicker, and in the blink of an eye he broke open the golden light of the two fat and thin Taoist priests, and tore one of them to pieces. I don't know why Bao Bao Feng loves to tear other people's clothes so much. .

Zhang Chulan confronted the young Taoist. Zhang Chulan played with the lightning in her hand and said, "How about it? Little Master! Your golden light has been broken, so let's return Brother Jie quickly! Otherwise, you will be very lost. Face-saving."

"Humph!"

The young Taoist snorted coldly and put on an offensive posture to clarify his attitude.

"Fall down! You annoying fellow!"

Zhang Chulan pointed her right hand at the young Taoist, and thunder and lightning continued to gather in her palm, the thunder and lightning shining violently and terribly.

"No...impossible! How could he even know this."

"Why is his thunder method so proficient."

The fat and thin Taoist priest who was knocked to the ground said weakly and shockedly when he saw the lightning in Zhang Chulan's hand.

"Palm Thunder!"

Following Zhang Chulan's violent drink, thunder and lightning tens of centimeters thick gushed out from the palm of his hand and went straight to the young Taoist.

"You are not the only one who knows Lei Fa!"

As the young Taoist said, he also raised his right hand to stimulate lightning that was stronger than Zhang Chulan, but his lightning was black, and it was this trick that stunned Li Jie.

The black and white thunder and lightning hit together, and soon fell into a stalemate state. I don't know why. The black thunder and lightning are thicker, but when facing the white thunder and lightning, they always feel a little weaker.

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"drink!"

As the young Taoist shouted, the black thunder in his hand instantly grew larger, directly suppressing Zhang Chulan's white thunder.

"My thunder method was handed down by the 65th generation of celestial masters! You are still far away!"

After the young Taoist finished speaking, the black thunder in his hand was once again sturdy and bombarded with Zhang Chulan's white thunder.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

After the black thunder struck Zhang Chulan, it directly covered him, and the huge pain caused Zhang Chulan to constantly howl in pain.

When Bao Bao Feng saw this scene, a trace of entanglement flashed across her face. She looked at Li Jie, who was unconscious at her feet, and Zhang Chulan who was howling constantly. The next second her eyes became firm and she rushed directly at Zhang Chulan. Past.

Feng Baobao's Qi wrapped the blade, and the moment the blade flashed, he completely shredded the black thunder and rescued the half-dead Zhang Chulan.

"That little uncle, if you still want to fight, I will fight with you!"

Bao Baofeng rotates the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Bao...Sister Baoer, don't...don't...just leave me alone, first...save first...save Jie."

Zhang Chulan grabbed Feng Baobao's leg and said weakly.

"Huh! Zhang Chulan, I take back what I said earlier. You are not a waste. On behalf of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Tianshi Mansion, I now formally invite you to participate in the Luo Tian Dajiao in Longhu Mountain in a month. The next one will be publicly selected during this sacrifice. Zhang Chulan, the heir of the celestial master, your qualification for election has been recognized."

The young Taoist snorted coldly, and then said very solemnly.

"Who is going to join you, what kind of ghost! Give me back Brother Jie..."

"Puff!"

Zhang Chulan yelled angrily when she heard the words, but before she could finish her words, she caused a spit of blood from the wound on her body, and she immediately lost consciousness.

A cold look flashed in the eyes of the young Taoist priest when he heard this, and looked at Zhang Chulan, who was already in a coma, and said: "If you dare to insult the Heavenly Master's Mansion in the future, I will kill you! I can guarantee that even this woman can't keep you!"

"Try it if you have the ability."

Baby Feng said calmly when he heard the words, and the Qi in his body kept emitting.

The young Taoist and Feng Baobao looked at each other, and they both exuded amazing aura.

"Little...Little Master, no...Yes!"

The fat Taoist covered his private parts with broken clothes, supported the tree and reluctantly stood up and said.

"Hmph! In this case, you helped me tell him, let him come or not! But I will bring this man back to Longhu Mountain, if I want to save this man, I will come to join Luo Tian Dajiao."

As soon as the momentum from the young Taoist priest took off, he said to Bao Baofeng.

After speaking, the young Taoist lifted up the two injured Taoist priests, held Li Jie on his shoulders, and strode forward. The fat and thin Taoist priest limped behind him, and soon disappeared.

"Huh~"

Baby Feng breathed a sigh of relief when she saw them leave. She shook her numb arm and lifted the blood that was blocking the blood. The blood spewed out. It can be seen that the forceful removal of the black thunder just now was not so easy for Baby Feng.

Bao Baofeng casually tore off a piece of cloth from Zhang Chulan's short-sleeved shirt, wrapped it around the wound, and disappeared into the night carrying Zhang Chulan.

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When Li Jie woke up, he found himself lying in an extremely simple room, with nothing but basic facilities.

"Little friend, you are awake."

A gray-haired old man walked out of the corner of the room and said kindly.

"Master, is that here?"

Li Jie asked, rubbing his swollen head.

"Longhushan, Tianshi Mansion."

The old man took out a cup of hot tea and handed it to Li Jie.

"Tianshi Mansion?!"