The young Taoist stood on the high stairs, and the wind, rain, thunder and lightning bowed their heads in front of him and obeyed.

now.

Wang Qilang is the master of heaven and earth, and the wind and rain are controlled by him, and the thunder are driven by him.

Lu Changsheng was quite calm, after all, he had seen the scene of Changjing turning into a fairy cave.

Zhou Yuan is no longer indifferent to Wang Qilang's evil spirit.

However, Ning Qingyao, who had seen such a scene for the first time, was stunned, with her mouth wide open and her eyes wide open.

Coquettish, lovely, without a head.

Even if Wang Qilang doesn't look back, he can see the expressions of the three of them, especially Ning Qingyao's expressions, he likes them very much.

"Is the eldest brother good or not?"

Although Ning Qingyao heard Wang Qilang and Lu Changsheng say something about cultivation before, and many terms that sounded very powerful, it was the first time she saw this kind of scene.

"Is Brother Senior is a god?"

"So awesome."

"The best senior brother in the world."

Wang Qilang laughed, but his consciousness was completely integrated into the rain.

Where this heavy rain fell was the place where Wang Qilang's consciousness reached.

The rain splashed from the eaves, the ground, and the river, and sent everything they touched into Wang Qilang.

"Finished"

He looked at the direction of the palace in the distance, which was being built in big projects: "These guys are actually burning the palace."

"I don't dare to fight hard, I'll play tricks on me."

Wang Qilang was filled with righteous indignation. The person he hated the most was such a person.

If there are fewer old slander in the world, there are more tough guys like Yu Hong.

If a righteous man like me is invincible in the world?

Wang Qilang found the other party and immediately looked at the live wooden puppet in his palm.

"The old man in curse."

"It's up to you!"

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In heavy rain.

Everyone in the Hall of Yama lowered their heads, silent.

At this time, the female disciple who had raised questions before spoke out again, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Master Protector!"

"Master Protector?"

"Didn't we win no matter what?"

"In this case, what should we do?"

Everyone just raised their heads and lowered again after listening.

Pretend not to hear.

The guardian's face turned pale and glared at the female disciple fiercely.

This is slapping him in the face in front of him!

This is not something that makes people feel relieved, and the disciples who see through their plans and their profound meanings.

This horse pedal is a stunner.

"Come."

"Please carry this crow's mouth to me."

The guardian turned around in anger, preparing to use the same trick again.

If any fire cannot be burned, then use divine fire to burn it.

Although he does not know the magical fire technique, he hides the seeds of the magical fire.

But he had just taken out a jade gourd, and before he could open the plug, a panic scream came from behind him.

"ah!"

"My hands...my face...what's wrong?"

A disciple of the Hall of Yama suddenly knelt on the ground, grabbed the skin on his body madly, and touched his face in horror.

You can see wrinkles crawling onto his skin bit by bit, and the whole face began to climb onto black spots, followed by a foul odor in his body.

Finally, he was confused and fell to the ground in a daze.

The whole person turned into a ball of rotten meat, which made people disgusting.

The disciples of the Yan Palace around him were so scared that they retreated one after another and scattered together.

"What's going on?" Someone came forward carefully to check, while others were cautiously guarding the surroundings.

"It also appeared on you." Someone immediately pointed at his companion.

"I have it too!" Someone pulled up his sleeve and immediately found that he was also hit.

The second person fell down immediately, and his death was exactly the same as the previous one.

Death came so quickly and so bizarre that everyone could not bear it anymore.

Everyone felt as if there was a shadow in the darkness that was devouring them.

"Protector!"

"Protector!"

"What the hell is going on?"

Someone roared wildly before his death: "Come out!"

"Who is doing it! Come out here!"

The right guardian of the Yama Palace immediately discovered something unusual.

"It's this rain."

"This is not the rain formed by heaven and earth, but someone called it."

“There is something wrong with this rain.”

"Everyone blocks the rain and don't let him touch himself."

"withdraw!"

"Retreat quickly!"

Everyone fled quickly and evacuated outside.

However, even if the spell is used to block the rain curtain, as long as the raindrop comes into contact with mana, it can trace the root of the spell to the target.

The people in the Hall of Yama did not even see the enemies, and they died one after another in Jiangcheng.

Along the way, one after another, left behind disciples who had lost their old age and died.

This made everyone run wildly, as if as long as they run faster, death will not catch up with them.

"Hide in the house." The right guardian of the Hall of Yama spoke immediately.

Everyone quickly dispersed, fled under the eaves, or rushed into the pavilion.

Sure enough, no one was hit again.

"Boom!"

A thunder fell from the dark clouds, cutting through the darkness.

The falling thunder split a disciple of the Yan Luo Palace who was hiding under the eaves into a burnt corpse.

The body was filled with black smoke and fell to the ground.

"My mother!" The disciples of the Yama Palace around him were so scared that they ran away.

"What's going on with this thunder?"

"Why are you turning toward us?"

Thunder fell one after another, and the entire Jiang Cheng was so flashed that he couldn't open his eyes.

The disciples of the Hall of Yama went completely crazy.

No enemies, no goals.
To be continued...