New White Snake Asking Immortals

In the room, Zhang Wan screamed in pain...

In the sky, there were monks wailing and dying, and the white snake desperately attacked like crazy. The raindrops all over the sky were weapons, and many monks were caught off guard by the raindrops.

Zhuquan Temple is not far away.

The old monk Huixian was sitting in the dilapidated hall, meditating and meditating. He looked up at a certain direction and looked at the lightning and thunder. He shook his head, pushed the cobra aside and continued to chant sutras.

Little Shitou sleeps soundly on the futon...

More and more monks flocked to Wangjiaji. They wanted to find a newborn baby, and the bounty was quite rich.

Many big sects and even demon sects have issued rewards. As long as you find that newborn baby and bring them to them, you can get a generous reward. Many sect disciples and casual cultivators rushed into the village with generous rewards.

During the foundation building period and the Qi refining period, these low-level monks were all over the mountains and plains. I don't know how to gather so many monks in a short period of time.

In the sky, more than two hundred Golden Core cultivators in various costumes rushed towards the village or besieged the white snake, especially a few of them were particularly eye-catching.

Nascent Soul cultivator, the nearest Nascent Soul master arrived.

Bai Yujun lifted the snake's head and looked at the cyclone spinning faster and faster in the sky, then at the countless monks in the sky and on the ground in Wangjiaji, and saw a few Nascent Soul stage monks who sneered at her.

suddenly!

Bai Yujun felt that the sky was about to flicker with stars, and Zhang Wan was about to give birth.

In the courtyard, in the house, a child is about to be born.

"Snake life is long, and it's not bad to go crazy once in a while."

Transformed into a human form, and at the same time, the dress on his body changed into a pure Yang palace robe. The sudden change stunned the besieging monks. The snake demon also wears a pure Yang Taoist robe?

He took out the jade pendant from the storage bag and hung it on his waist.

"I am the third disciple of Chunyang Qingxu, all the disciples of Chunyang retreat immediately!"

Many Chunyang disciples were taken aback.

"Bai... Senior Sister Bai?"

Someone recognized Bai Yujun's identity,

After all, as long as you are not stupid, you will know that Yu Rong, the peak master of the Qingxu lineage, has accepted a snake demon as an apprentice. Now it seems that this is the one. Besides, Zongmen didn't ask for anything, if you give in, just back off.

"Senior Sister Bai, do you need my help?"

"No, just step back, it's just a mess, I'll make them look good!"

The roots of the monks' teeth itch from scolding with one sentence.

More than a dozen Chunyang disciples saluted and retreated quickly.

They were all practitioners of Taoism, and they felt palpitations under the clouds, as if something bad was about to happen, so they took the opportunity to leave when Bai Yujun brought it up.

Stirring the wind and rain to force back the messy flying sword magic weapon that was besieged, he looked at the countless monks on the ground, then at the golden core stage and the few Nascent Soul stage monks in the sky, and smiled.

Then, everyone watched the snake demon fly upwards...

The only way for Bai Yujun to win the last time for Zhang Wan is the black clouds swirling in the sky.

The talents that have been used for a long time are mainly water and wind and rain. The most important and powerful one has never been used, and that is thunder and lightning. Among them, thunder and lightning are the most ferocious and terrifying. Comprehension is one thing, and it is another thing to perform it. It is like calling the wind and calling the rain. The reason why so many dark clouds can gather is the convenience of the rainy season.

Moreover, it took ten and a half months of continuous desperately urging the talent to display it to attract Yin Yun, which does not mean that it can be used after comprehension.

Now, facing hundreds of monks of all levels, Bai Yujun decided to play the big one.

Anyway, kill for God, if you don’t kill, you don’t kill, so that they can know the name of our snake, not only to remember the name, but also remember our ferocity and brutality.

Ignore the low-level monks who searched randomly on the ground, and don't look at the golden core monks in the sky, let alone the Nascent Soul masters.

Flying upwards continuously, staring at the sky with raindrops on the delicate face, watching the black cloud cyclone penetrate the rain curtain...

In the small courtyard room, Zhang Wan was sweating...

Flying to the center of the cloud cyclone, looking at the black clouds that are constantly rotating and flashing with lightning, Bai Yujun smiled, this is the place she should come to, it is very comfortable, more comfortable than sleeping on a rock and basking in the sun, as if this is the place Your own home, body and soul are beyond joy.

On the ground, many low-level monks searched around and approached the small courtyard.

Many people noticed the figure in the middle of the spinning black clouds, as if the entire sky's dark clouds were revolving around the snake demon...

The center of the cyclone eye is very cold, and the wind is also very strong. Taoist robes flutter and long hair flutters, occasionally blocking the line of sight.

Open your arms and make a virtual grasp with your palms.

In an instant, almost everyone looked up to the sky in horror, and saw the small figure in the eye of the cyclone, the sky was as dark as ink and night...

"Wu Yunyao pretends to be evil, thunder and lightning make the rain hang down the river."

A powerful move must have a famous name. Bai Yujun, who knows how to read ancient poems, randomly found a poem to use, with her palm down, her silver teeth clenched and pressed down frantically!

"Thunder Prison!"

The loud rumbling sound became more intense, and there were continuous lightning flashes in the black cloud. What frightened everyone was that the huge black cloud cyclone actually pressed down towards the ground!

"how can that be……"

Terrified, flustered, and unbelievable, everyone stared at the sky above their heads in dumbfounded. At this moment, everyone had only one feeling, the sky was falling.

Facing the pressure of the terrifying thundercloud, he couldn't afford any will to resist.

"God...could it be God's punishment..."

I have never heard of or seen anyone with such devastating power.

The Nascent Soul masters were also stunned. They had fought countless times in their lives for so many years, and it was the first time they saw someone hitting someone with the sky.

Someone Yu Jian wanted to fly into the center of the cyclone to attack Bai Yujun, but he was struck down by lightning before he could fly high. Thunder and lightning are not the usual gadgets. They released a few poor arcs to scare people. The Jindan stage of power does not dare to try it at all. Don't underestimate the thunder and lightning.

The transforming calamity that he has gone through is just to weaken the lightning countless times, and if he is really struck, he will definitely die.

In the distance, those Chunyang disciples are still discussing whether Chunyang has such a move.

"It's been rumored that Senior Sister Bai is mysterious and unpredictable, she really is miraculous, seeing a hundred things is worth seeing, I'm convinced."

"Yes, yes, people who can bring down the sky... Snakes are really rare."

As the black clouds lowered, the lightning became more frequent and denser, almost everywhere, the Jindan cultivator flew out with his sword like crazy, and the unlucky ones were struck by lightning and fell with black smoke. Beat that evildoer down to stop the witchcraft, but whenever he wants to make a move, there will always be a faint palpitation in his heart, as if making a move will affect his fate, he dare not make a move, he can only fly away.

Thunder Prison Tianwei, it seems like the end of the world!

The booming sound was endless.

The blinding lightning hit the ground, and a group of low-level monks hiding under the tree fell straight to the ground in an instant.

Dense lightnings illuminate the world, except for a few lucky ones who escaped because of the bad situation, they are all covered in thunder and lightning. Maybe they can withstand one or two lightning strikes, but no one can withstand the endless bombardment.