Chapter 1682: : Thunder rolling

"For Yuanshan City! For our family and friends!"
"City guards, squeeze the weapons in your hands, follow me, and rush back!"
Li Congrong stood on the guardrail of the city wall, holding the knight sword high in his hand, looking up at the purple electric spirit dragon in the sky, shouting loudly.
With the city lord personally supervising the battle, the morale of the city guards can be boosted somewhat.
But how much it can improve can only be resigned.
However, regardless of the morale of the city guards, Li calmly shouted loudly, but it attracted the attention of the Zidian Lingjiao.
"It's really noisy."
Zidian Lingjiao's voice was very slow, and the emotions in his tone were not revealed much.
But there is obviously a trace of impatience in it.
"Your Excellency Zidian Lingjiao, since you are willing to reply, why can't you tell me, what is your purpose in coming to Yuanshan City?"
"If I did something wrong in Yuanshan City, I am willing to make up for it."
Previously, Li Congrong would look directly at the Purple Electric Lingjiao and shout, just to test whether the Purple Electric Lingjiao would answer.
As long as you can reply, it means there is still a chance for negotiation.
This is also Li Congrong's fight for the last chance for Yuanshan City.
"To make up for it?"
When Zidian Lingjiao heard these words, he let out a sneer.
"You can't make up, and you don't deserve to know!"
Before the words fell, layers of pitch-black thunderclouds were already surging in the sky, covering the sky above the distant mountain city.
Among the dense thunderclouds, thunder and lightning surging like a giant python, roared in bursts.
The thunder was rolling and shocking.
Like the sound of beating drums, following the frequency of the heartbeat, it hit everyone's hearts fiercely.
"Humph……"
Li calmly took the brunt of it, and he let out a muffled hum, followed by a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
The other cultivators who were affected by the aftermath of this thunderous wave were equally uncomfortable.
It's just that the situation is much better than Li Congrong.
"Ahem...Is this the power of a hero, it is really terrifying."
Li calmly clutched his chest, breathing hard, trying to relieve the burning sensation in his chest.
However, Zidian Lingjiao's attack did not stop.
The thunderous impact is just an appetizer.
The real attack is yet to come.
"Rumble--!"
During these few breaths, the thundercloud in the sky had already formed, and a storm eye filled with thunder and lightning also appeared above the thundercloud.
In the eyes of the storm, countless thunder surging constantly, making a palpitation roar.
As if in the next second, it was about to transform into a thunder dragon and rush out from the eye of the storm, shattering all obstacles in front of him.
"Damn it, such a tyrannical force can't resist it at all."
Li Congrong looked at the thunderclouds in the sky with amazement.
The surging majestic coercion is so terrible that people can breathe.
This is the strength of the Zidian Lingjiao.
Thunder, originally the most terrifying element of destructive power, can burst out unimaginable power.
Under the control of the Purple Lightning Spirit Jiao, it can be transformed into an unrivaled force, annihilating all enemies that are blocking its path.
The dark clouds pressed on the top, making the sky in the distant mountain city gray.
All the residents in Far Mountain City couldn't help trembling.
Even the determined city guards could not help but start to feel a little weak at this moment.
The majestic and unparalleled power is like a vast ocean, which makes people unable to produce a trace of resistance.
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