"Mr. Feng is careful."

Shi Muxia took a deep breath, stretched her left palm into the sky, and put out Taoist magic tricks with her right hand.

The dark clouds covered the bright moon, and the sky became dark, as if it would fall down at any time and pressed towards Mount Olympus.

The wind became heavier and strong, and finally the wind blew, and the thunder rolled in the clouds and roared.

Shi Muxia's left palm emitted a dazzling blue-purple light.

"Five thunders thunders."

The thousand-year-old white fox said tremblingly, every word was filled with a strong fear, and the disasters that were a thousand years ago seemed to be repeated again.

With a rumbling sound, the entire Olympus seemed to be trembling. Shi Muxia slapped out his left palm, and the rolling giant thunder roared from the sky, falling from the sea, and slamming down towards Feng Zhaoyuan.

Feng Zhaohara gritted his teeth, reversed the chakra, and formed a sealed secret handprint with both palms, and went up to meet with all his strength.

A star appeared above his head with a dreamy light, illuminating the darkness around him.

Cang Lei stopped above Feng Zhaoyuan's head and could no longer press down. The power of the seal destroyed the internal balance of the Five Thunder Dao Technique. Thunder rolled down from Feng Zhaoyuan and bombarded the ground. The rocks exploded violently, splashing the rocks that took off and shot, and one big pit after another appeared on the ground.

Shi Muxia's face was pale, the blue-purple light on her left palm was even more intense, and the thunder rolled down.

The thunder was so dense that it was like an ocean, roaring freely in Feng Zhaoyuan's ears. He was in the center of the sea of ​​thunder, like a small island in the vast ocean, suffering from the sky thunder being pressed down by Mount Tai, and pressing down inch by inch above his head.

The speed of the chakra reversal began to slow down, Feng Zhaoyuan's eyes turned black, and his heart thumped wildly, almost on the verge of exhaustion.

The stars above the head gradually became dim and seemed to disappear at any time.

"Mr. Feng, my five thunders will only drive away the fox demon for you and will not cause any harm to you. But if you protect the fox demon again and continue to hold on, you will destroy yourself. Mr. Feng, I hope you will not be stubborn anymore."

Shi Muxia's quiet voice passed through the thunder and came clearly.

"It's me, I'm it! If you want to kill it, you can kill me first!"

Feng Zhaoyuan's eyes were red and he shouted hoarsely.

Shi Muxia sighed in a low voice, shook her head, and stopped persuading her.

"Forget it, boy, don't resist."

The thousand-year-old white fox's voice trembled: "Give up, give up me."

"In order to eliminate demons and guards, I have to let you down, Mr. Feng."

The blue-purple light on Shi Muxia's left palm suddenly surged, as bright as fireworks. The sky thunder kept exploding and bombarding endlessly, like a nightmare that would not end. Feng Zhaoyuan's hands began to tremble, and his waist and back slowly bent into a bow. Because of numbness, the thunder gradually could not be heard.

Shi Muxia's face gradually blurred.

Everything around seemed to be far away, including thunder.

"Tell me your soul."

In the stalactite cave in the virtual world, he heard the sound of an old monster for the first time.

"Your soul will be sent to you first."

In Bardoson's teahouse, the old monster rejected what he had always wanted.

“OH, SHIT!”

He still remembers the funny English of the old monster.

"Let me do it."

The old monster said this when he struggled hard every time he fell into the crisis of death.

Then the galaxy-like light wrapped around him, so magnificent and splendid. In the outstretched sharp demon claws, in the boiling roar, in the deepest part of the soul, people and demons are connected in a strange way! The flesh and blood are connected, and they are inseparable!

"You won't understand!"

He raised his head and stared at Shi Muxia, Feng Zhaoyuan straightened his waist a little bit.

The stars above the head miraculously lit up.

The chakras in the body rotated rapidly faster than ever before. The eighteen chakras were like whistling hot wheels, breaking through the limit. At this moment, the boy's powerful will was like a tenacious backbone, holding up the seal and thunder sea.

Secret technique is originally the power of the spirit!

The thunder became pale and powerless.

The seal locked the sky thunder, and the surging sea of ​​thunder slowly calmed down. The blue-purple light emitted from Shi Muxia's palm faded, flashing faintly, and was eclipsed under the starry light produced by the seal.

The thunder finally disappeared.

The surroundings were silent, and the bright moonlight penetrated the dark clouds like sharp arrows, tearing open the thick haze. A hazy milky white cage was floating like clouds.

Everything that happened just now was like a dream.

Shi Muxia looked at Feng Zhaoyuan silently and sighed: "Is it worth sacrificing himself for a monster?"

"There is no man or demon, only good and evil."

Feng Zhaoyuan's voice was already hoarse, and he stood shakingly, and a gust of wind seemed to blow him down.

"Anyway, I will definitely get rid of this monster."

Shi Muxia was silent for a while and said lightly, her long light purple hair flew with the wind, and her whole body seemed to turn into air and disappeared magically in the wind.

With a "thump", Feng Zhaoyuan fell to the ground with a serious overdrawn body and could no longer hold on.

"Thank you."

After a long time, the thousand-year-old white fox said in a stern voice.

"What's there to thank for?"

Feng Zhaoyuan shook her head, got up, and walked down the mountain with a staggering pace.

"Old monster, what exactly is the Taixu Illusion Realm that Shi Muxia just used just now?"

After walking for a while, Feng Zhaoyuan suddenly frowned and asked. He always felt a little strange when he remembered the faces he saw in the illusion of Taixu.

"Taixu Illusion is a kind of spiritual Taoist art that makes illusions appear in front of people and exposes the gaps in their minds. A thousand years ago, I was confused by the Taixu Illusion, and then was knocked back to my original form by the Taoist art of the five thunders and sealed in ancient paintings."

"A thousand years ago, it should be during the Northern Song Dynasty in China. Old monster, I don't know what happened to you in the past, can you tell me?"

The Thousand-year-old white fox sighed and remained silent. Feng Zhaoyuan knew that it didn't want to say it, so he stopped asking.

After walking for a long time, Feng Zhaoyuan had not yet reached the foot of the mountain. It was only two hours away, but now it has been three or four hours.

"wrong!"

Feng Zhaoyuan suddenly stopped and looked at the pine forest in the north, with a look of surprise on his face.

The ground around was in a mess, and dozens of deep pits were filled with burning marks, and they actually returned to their original place!

"Ghost hits the wall?"

Feng Zhaoyuan screamed in horror. The full moon disappeared at some point, and Mount Olympus became pitch black. The cold night wind blew through the pine forest, making a terrifying whimper.

Feng Zhaoyuan couldn't help but feel cold all over her body.

"It's not a ghost, it's a formation of Taoism."

The Thousand-year-old White Fox smiled bitterly: "It must be the Taoist formation set up by that woman, who wants to trap us. Do you still remember what she said before leaving? You must get rid of me."

Feng Zhaoyuan was stunned: "Have Shi Muxia not left yet?"

"What a sinister woman, she actually played hard to get and played like this."

The thousand-year-old white fox gritted his teeth and was authentic.

Feng Zhaoyuan carefully looked at the surrounding terrain and pondered: "It is not a solution to keep spinning around the mountain. Sooner or later, you will be exhausted. At that time, the master was waiting for his work in the middle of summer, and suddenly appeared, it would be troublesome."

"Oh, I've been implicating you."

The thousand-year-old white fox is listless and authentic.

Feng Zhaoyuan was slightly stunned. After being together for so long, he had never heard the tone of the old monster so decadent, as if he had no fighting spirit and no confidence to win.

"Shi Muxia is a unique super beauty."

After pondering for a moment, Feng Zhaoyuan's eyes turned and said slowly. Although he said this sentence had another purpose, the beauty of the worldly beauty of Shi Muxia's fairy like a traitor appeared in front of him.

The Thousand-year-old white fox groaned in dissatisfaction.

Feng Zhaoyuan teased: "When Shi Muxia and I were fighting, why didn't you help me?"

"Damn Taoism is my nemesis! When I see the five thunders thunders, I can't display any demonic power at all."

"Hehe, it turns out that your demonic power is just like this. It seems that you are usually bragging."

"You know what a shit, guy!"

"Don't feel embarrassed, Taoism is indeed very powerful."

Feng Zhaohara continued with malicious intentions.

"you!"

"You were so scared that you were trembling just now? I can feel it."

“OH, SHIT!”
To be continued...