Chapter 772: Qingfeng, thunder

Although the black robes do not know what Meng Jing is at this time, but they can perceive it, there is a powerful force in Meng Jing's body that is stirring.
"Meng Jing, what's wrong with you?" The black robes were anxious and quickly asked a few words.
However, Meng Jing ignored it and turned a deaf ear.
The black robes were not good in the heart, and they quickly went to Meng Jing. As a result, just two steps were taken, Meng Jing has moved quickly and rushed toward the funeral valley.
The black robe face changed a lot.
He did not expect that such a thing would happen.
He knew very well that if Meng Jing was in danger of being buried in Xiangu, his sin would be great.
Again, he quickly rushed forward, but was picked up by a blue light. When he raised his head and looked forward, Meng Jing had already ran a few tens of meters away, and went deeper and deeper.
He shouted a few scorpions at the mouth of the burial fairy, but did not receive any response.
He realized that there was something weird, but he didn't know what this weird place was.
I used to never hear who said it before!
This can only show that Meng Jing’s current accident is only after he has a relationship with the ghost.
Thinking over and over again, he stumbled, or followed Meng Jing into the funeral fairy valley.
Even if he knew that the funeral valley was particularly dangerous, now he has no choice.
In his opinion, as long as he is still alive, Meng Jing can't die.
This is also one of his tasks.
After entering the funeral valley, the black robe immediately noticed that his state was not very good.
It seems that there is a force that suppresses the strength of one's body.
This is definitely not a good news.
What makes him feel uncomfortable is that he seems to have a gaze behind him, staring at his back, such as stabbing his back.
But when he turned his face and looked behind him, what he could see was nothing.
Nothing exists.
In the distance, you can hear a crying bird like a baby crying, and it sounds stern and yin cold. When the yin wind blows, the grass and the wood will creak, like a snake licking, everywhere yin Sen.
Looking up, I can't see a little bit of a month, I saw a thundercloud above the top of the head.
Looking around, but could not see Meng Jing's figure, which forced him to be more and more anxious.
Suddenly, I heard
In the distance, a sound blew and roared into the ear. If the Taishan collapsed, his face changed dramatically and he stepped up.
Fortunately, the movements in this burial fairy valley will not be transmitted, and the ghosts will not find it. This should be regarded as a blessing in misfortune.
Suddenly, he saw a green light, straight into the sky, the light column striking, and a black sè light column rising from the sky, the two beams of light like two flexible giant pythons, entangled and bite each other.
"What is that?" The black robe man looked silly, and vaguely remembered that when he wanted to stop Meng Jing, he was stopped by a light of green sè. Is this the light column and Meng Jing? what relationship?
He stepped up and walked forward.
After walking for almost twenty minutes, he finally stopped and his face showed a horrified expression.
Looking up, watching Meng Jing stand in the buried fairy valley, full of tens of meters high rock, is looking up at the sky, and looking at her eyes, a green phoenix phoenix, is hovering at high altitude On the top, the mouth opened with a pleasing phoenix, and at the same time, a black sè light column was inhaled by the phoenix.
"That is..." He was silent for a moment, suddenly realized what he was, his eyes suddenly shrunk, and his fists clenched. "Is it absorbing the air of the ghost king? Yes, it must be like this! That green phoen... is it? What is in her body?"
For a long time, he smiled and shook his head.
"It's no wonder that the ghosts will value her so much. Even if she thinks she is a spy of the Dragon Pavilion, she can't bear to kill it. It's just that they are lifting their own stones and licking their feet! Give Meng Jing such a big one. What is the consequence of the opportunity?"
The process of Qingfeng's engulfing of the ghosts and grandeurs lasted for almost an hour. It can be seen how terrible the airs left by the ghost kings. After the end of the devouring, the thunderclouds are filled with thunderclouds.
"Not good..." The black robe suddenly woke up and stared at the thundercloud above the sky, muttering his mouth. "This green phoenix swallowed the ghost machine. This thunder is also natural." To be counted on her, is it just that this green phoenix can hold the thunder?"
The last thunder that should have fallen on the ghost king is still brewing.
Qingfeng also seems to know that he has nowhere to hide, simply continue to hover above the sky, waiting for the landing of the thunder.
With its strength, there is still a great possibility to resist the thunder.
But if you hide in Meng Jing's body, Meng Jing must not be able to withstand this thunder.
and so.
It can only fight together.
......
Inside a pavilion of the ghosts.
An old man with a crane and a child suddenly opened his eyes.
His face was full of sorrows, and he quickly stood up and took the door, and the two ghost disciples who were outside were shocked.
"Lord, what happened?"
The old man stood at the door and stared at the direction of the funeral valley. The muscles in his mouth twitched slightly.
"How could it be... the gas of the ghost king disappeared? How could it be!"
After saying this, he quickly rushed toward the funeral valley, which was extremely fast.
At the same time, in the sand, there are countless souls, and the face is exposed.
"Tian Lei..."
"There is a thunderbolt to fall!"
Every soul is dead and at this time it is in fear.
No one knows where the thunder that they are sensing will fall.
If it is here, except for the three ghosts who are on the top, all the rest of the soul...
Have to pay a torch!
at last.
A bang sounded.
A sky-throat with a thick cylinder mouth falls vertically from the thundercloud, like a sharp sword, straight into the earth.
Qing Feng’s mouth still screamed and rushed over to the thunder.
A line of blue light is intertwined with thunder.
In an instant, the entire funeral fairy valley is as bright as white.
The black robes flew in the clothes, and the feet squatted back a few steps. Then the throat was sweet and a blood spurted out.
"A terrible Leiwei..." The black robe shook his head.
Just as an audience, you can be so shocked, and you are still so far apart.
Don't say to resist the thunder, if it is your own, if you are a little closer, will you be killed on the spot?
And Qingfeng is still hovering in arrogance, like the of war who does not admit defeat, do their best, and fight with Tianlei...
at last.
With the violent spurt from the Qingfengkou, the thunder suddenly disappeared, and the green phoenix turned into a blue light and fell back into Meng Jing's body.
Meng Jing’s body was soft and lying on the rock, and the black robes quickly climbed up.
"With such a big movement, the old guys must have noticed that they have to leave here immediately..." The black robe was like a gecko, climbing quickly on the mountain wall.