Thunder God and Lightning Mother, Sixty-nine Heavenly Thunder

Boom!

The thunder didn't stop tonight, it was continuous.

The night sky has long been shrouded in dark clouds, with no stars or bright moon visible, and there is a sense of dullness as the dark clouds threaten to overwhelm the city.

Wow!

The water flow in the West River suddenly became very fast, and vortices emerged on the water surface, showing the turbulence of the undercurrent below.

Zhang Qianyang's eyes narrowed and he said: "It's coming!"

The dragon is coming!

Following the biological instinct, it began to turn into a dragon and walked along the Xihe Ancient Road, hoping to enter the Ganjiang River.

Moo!

A low dragon roar came from underwater, like muffled thunder, which gave people a creepy feeling.

A huge figure swam toward the mouth of the West River, a hundred feet long, looming in the water, making people shudder.

With a twist of the body, the river can be stirred. Such a terrifying giant can only be the overlord of the water, the dragon!

However, when this arrogant dragon reached the foot of Jiangjun Bridge, it suddenly stopped.

The dark and sharp scales on its body stood up one after another, as if it felt something that made it extremely afraid, and it dared not swim forward.

It began to hover, becoming more and more restless, its scarlet dragon eyes staring closely at the divine sword hanging under the bridge under the water.

Although affected by the red liquid, it became very crazy and had little sanity, but deep down, it had an unforgettable fear of the divine sword that almost killed it and suppressed it for hundreds of years.

Fortunately, the divine sword is still there, and the terrifying Taoist from back then is no longer there.

Otherwise, let alone eating dragons, they would not even dare to come out of Longjing.

"It's working!"

Xu Qingxuan's eyes were slightly happy. When he saw that Jiaolong didn't dare to come over, he knew that the formation set up by Zhang Qianyang had taken effect.

This ancient dragon-slaying formation with hanging swords is truly worthy of its reputation!

Zhang Qianyang nodded and said with a smile: "Now we just need to wait until it fails to escape the dragon, and then we can kill it while it is weak!"

There was a trace of expectation in Xu Qingxuan's eyes.

If the dragon fails to walk on the dragon, it will lose a lot of energy and fall into weakness. At this time, it is the best time to slay the dragon!

Under the water, the dragon's voice became increasingly urgent, full of anxiety and uneasiness.

It tried hard several times to rush across the Jiangjun Bridge, but as soon as the steel-hard dragon body touched the sword energy light curtain under the bridge, its skin and flesh would immediately burst open, and dragon blood would fly!

If we force our way in at all costs, I am afraid that even if we get through, only a skeleton will be left.

The survival instinct tells it not to force its way in!

In fact, this dragon is also unlucky. It is a strange species from ancient times, and its strength is much stronger than ordinary dragons. If it were an ordinary magical sword, it would not be a bad idea to force its way through.

But the sword under this bridge is the Wanren Divine Sword, the legendary dragon-slaying sword!

After suffering from pain several times, the dragon finally began to learn its lesson. It dived into the bottom of the river and began to use magical powers that could overwhelm rivers and seas.

Wow!

In an instant, the Xihe River became extremely violent, setting off a series of turbulent waves that crashed towards Jiangjun Bridge.

If it were an ordinary ancient bridge, no matter how strong it was, it would not be able to withstand such violent waves and would fall apart soon. However, the Jiangjun Bridge remained motionless.

No matter how big the waves are, I will remain unmoved!

With the blessing of Zhang Qianyang's formation, this bridge possesses part of the magical power of the Wanren Sword. If you want to destroy this bridge, you must first break the sword!

This is an almost unsolvable formation!

At this moment, Jiangjun Bridge is like a majestic pass, standing in front of the dragon, cutting off its ability to transform into a dragon and its chance to enter the sea.

After an unknown amount of time, the dragon finally became impatient. It roared and spit out a crystal-like ruby ​​bead in the water, blooming with myriads of divine brilliance.

That is its demon elixir, also known as the Dragon Pearl.

As the dragon beads emerged, the dark clouds in the sky became thicker, as if all the water from the nine heavens had gathered here and poured down!

The dragon's horns lit up with lightning.

Boom!

The thunder and lightning became more violent, and the rain became more rapid, falling into the world like a knife, hitting the Xihe River, causing huge splashes.

The water level begins to rise rapidly!

Zhang Qianyang's expression changed and he said: "No, it actually has such power!"

I originally thought that the heavy rain just now was the limit of the dragon, but I didn't expect it to continue to control the wind and rain.

Zhang Qianyang understood that Jiaolong wanted the water level of the Xihe River to surge and overflow Jiangjun Bridge, so that it could swim across the bridge and avoid the sharp edge of the divine sword.

This is indeed a way to break the ancient dragon-slaying formation with a hanging sword, but ordinary dragons cannot do it.

Because the hanging sword also has the effect of suppressing wind and rain, ordinary dragons cannot let the river water overflow the bridge even if they try their best.

But this dragon is an exception, because it is a strange species from the ancient times, and its bloodline magical power to control wind and rain is far stronger than that of ordinary dragons.

Seeing the water level rising rapidly, it had already reached the Wanren Sword in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Qianyang took a deep breath, and regardless of the old injuries in his body, he began to fight on foot, holding seals and chanting mantras, and performing the Five Thunder Methods of the Divine Sky.

"The Thirty-sixth Rule of Heaven, the Nine Heavens are in universal transformation. Transform into the realms of the ten directions, spread your hair and recite the Gang Sutra. The roaring wind whips the sun and the moon, subduing all the demonic spirits. Save the ghosts of the long night, and generate thunder for thousands of years!"

Boom!

A bolt of thunder fell, breaking through the layers of dark clouds and crashing into the water of the Xihe River.

What is surprising is that this thunder is actually light golden in color, full of brilliant divine power and majestic masculinity.

As this light golden thunder struck down, the shadow of the Thunder God and the Lightning Girl actually appeared in the sky.

That is not the real God of Thunder, but the vision of heaven and earth caused by the appearance of divine thunder, which symbolizes that this pale golden thunder is no longer an extraordinary thing.

In "Shen Xiao Five Thunder Zhengfa", the four-nine thunders are the ultimate in the mortal world, enough to destroy most demons, and one must at least be in the Yin Shen realm to practice.

Above the Four-Nine Heavenly Thunder, there is the Sixty-Nine Heavenly Thunder. It is said to be a thunderbolt raised from the Sixth Level of Heaven. It is pale golden in color, masculine and domineering, and can cause considerable damage even to the powerful Yang God.

Above the Sixty-nine Heavenly Thunders, there are even more powerful thunders, but that is a realm that Zhang Qianyang has never touched. Perhaps only the old Heavenly Master can see its elegance.

Boom!

The water surface of the Xihe River exploded directly, and the Sixty-nine Heavenly Thunder struck the dragon, immediately splitting its skin and flesh, and even cracks appeared on the crystal dragon ball.

The dragon let out a roar, which was very painful, but it still did not die. Instead, it continued to activate its magical power, causing heavy rain.

It looked at Zhang Qianyang with a trace of hatred in its eyes.

"puff!"

Zhang Qianyang spat out a large mouthful of blood and looked depressed.

He had sword wounds in his body from the Sanwu Evil Slaying Male and Female Sword. He was not suitable for using the masculine thunder method. Forcibly activating the Sixty-nine Heavenly Thunder Queen only aggravated the old wounds in his body.

He wanted to continue to draw thunder, but he couldn't do it anymore.

"Damn it, if I were still in the Yangshen realm, a mere sixty-nine thunderbolts would be nothing. I would summon dozens of them to kill it in one go!"

At this moment, Zhang Qianyang felt extremely aggrieved.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, the water will soon cover the bridge!"

Xu Qingxuan frowned. Their shoes were all wet at this moment, and the water level continued to rise, almost exceeding the bridge deck.

At this moment, a sword sound sounded.

Li Daoxuan wielded his sword in the air and jumped to Jiangjun Bridge with Chen Ziyu.

He didn't have time to speak, but slapped the Three Realms Gourd and said: "Take it!"

The next moment, the Three Realms Gourd flew into the air, became several feet in size, and began to roll up a column of water, sucking it into the gourd.

"Master, Xu Jianxian, my magic power is not enough, please help me!"

Li Daoxuan saw that the gourd was not absorbing water quickly enough and immediately spoke.

Zhang Qianyang and Xu Qingxuan looked at each other, then stretched out their hands to hold Li Daoxuan's shoulders and input mana into his body.

In an instant, the Three Realms Gourd skyrocketed again, becoming nearly twenty feet in size. Its suction force increased dramatically, rolling up water columns one after another, like a giant whale sucking water.

The water level of the Xihe River finally dropped little by little.

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Chapter completed!