The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 2694 Thunder Tempering Life Orb
The space was shaken at this moment, and a violent storm rolled out from the crack in the torn space. The raging wind made Jun Moyuan's hair dance wildly, his clothes rattled, and the cold air around him was like a blade.

A dark color flashed in his slightly narrowed eyes.

Black lightning flickered, crackling thunder flowers, mixed with dark green green light exploded in the air.

Just like the black fireworks in full bloom, the blood-red sword mark pierced through the middle, as if dividing the entire fireworks into two.

Crackling, thundercracking sounds can be heard endlessly.

The flickering electric sparks from time to time make people feel frightened.

Even Xiaobai and the others who were still in the battle were forced to retreat by the thunder flowers splashing with destructive power, and distanced themselves from those evil spirits in an instant.

It's not that those evil spirits didn't see the departure of their creator, and it's not that they didn't have other thoughts in their hearts.

But their bodies will eventually have the imprint of the soul of the God Lord, so they have to obey the orders of the God Lord, even if the God Lord has left now, but the orders given by the God Lord still exist, they can't leave here, they can only continue to fight them here , until the moment of their death.

The first thunderbolt was blocked, and the second thunderbolt came one after another, hitting the huge bone directly.

Although the big bone looked pitch black, it was still not scorched, and it still looked as hard as before. When the thunder fell on it, the big bone rolled over in the thunder, and smoke rose from it, but it still kept going. It just stood there so abruptly.

Jun Moyuan glanced at it, raised his hand, and a bloody sword mark directly slashed at the second thunderbolt. The second thunderbolt was consumed a lot of energy by the big bone, and the first thunderbolt was the strongest. The power of the second thunderbolt was slightly weaker than that of the first thunderbolt, so Jun Moyuan's sword directly wiped out the second thunderbolt.

While Jun Moyuan was dealing with the second thunderbolt, the third thunderbolt had landed on top of You Luo's head.

Although You Luo's eyes were full of solemn light, his movements were somewhat leisurely.

He raised his hand, pressed his fingertips on the center of his eyebrows, and a round bead flew out from the center of his eyebrows. The bead was covered with thick white light, but the white light was slightly dim.

It looks like a dusty orb and lacks energy.

To solve the second thunderbolt, he originally wanted to help solve the third thunderbolt. Seeing the opponent's action, Jun Moyuan paused, and saw a flash of understanding in the eyes of the bead.

It seems that You Luo wants to use the power of thunder to supplement his natal pearl.

Although the Youluo clan is also a fierce beast, their physical strength does not have inner alchemy cores, and what they have in their bodies is only life beads.

The natal pearl is their source of strength, and it is also the medium through which they have the ability to predict.

If the natal life beads are lost, they will not die, but they will lose all their strength and predictive ability.

Previously, You Luo's prediction of what happened to Leng Wuyou, whether it was the automatic prediction of his natal jewel, or he himself drove the natal jewel to make a prediction, had a great impact on his life jewel.

Among them, he also encountered backlash, which made the energy of his life bead always in a state of lack. Although it looked complete on the surface, cracks had already appeared inside.

But now he wants to use this thunder to replenish energy, and at the same time temper the life orb.

While they were dealing with Erling, they were also paying attention to the situation above. Seeing him doing this, they were all relieved.

I also understand that this guy is really fine.

"This man wants to use the power of thunder to mend his life beads, and he doesn't explain clearly. It just makes us worry. It's a waste of emotion."

The sharp-horned old man curled his lips, and rolled his eyes in the direction of You Luo, but Wu Wu did not miss his relieved expression.

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(End of this chapter)