The Luban ruler in Wang Youzi's hand next to him fell to the ground with a bang.

Wang Youzi felt like he was lost: "Okay, all three of us can't escape today!"

The little demon was confused at this moment: "Second Grandpa, Wu Wu Lei!? I heard it right!? Isn't the Wu Lei the Qingwei School's non-preaching technique? How could Morozi have Wu Lei!?"

Mr. Yu shook his head: "Of course I don't know this, but I won't read it wrong when Morozi used it just now. The real foreign five thunders are more powerful than the wicked five thunders of the Qingwei Sect!"

"What do you mean?" Wang Youzi hurriedly said.

Mr. Yu smiled bitterly and said, "Morozi's thoughts are really getting more and more vicious. I thought he set up the Heavenly Evil Zhu Ling Array to kill us, but he never expected that his real purpose was to use this formation to absorb all the evil energy of the Phoenix Ridge for countless years, and then strengthen the five outer thunders! In this way, the power of these five outer thunders will be extraordinary. If I have nothing to do, I can still resist it. If my senior brother is here, I still have the confidence to win, but now..."

When Mr. Yu said this, he shook his head.

"Second Grandpa, no matter how awesome it is, it is just the five thunders outside. The five thunders in Qiyun Mountain are orthodox!" said the little demon.

Mr. Yu shook his head: "This is right. If you go by twenty years, these five thunders are no problem, but the little demon, you are still too young now."

"What should I do?" Looking at the five-color light covering the head and feeling the evil spirit that soared into the sky, Wang Youzi felt that his three people were slaughtered like fish on the chopping board!
Chapter completed!