Mythical Cultivation

However, surprisingly, this thunder did not disappear with the dissipation of the black fog.

On the contrary, it seemed to be pulled by some force and rushed straight towards Wu Ming.

At this time, Wu Ming was concentrating on fighting a desperate battle with the inner demon in his body, fighting for control of his body.

His mind was completely immersed in this fierce internal struggle and he was unaware of the situation outside.

Therefore, when the thunder struck him with lightning speed, Wu Ming had no time to react at all.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and Wu Ming's body seemed to be hit hard by a sledgehammer, and his whole body trembled.

At the moment when the heavenly thunder entered his body, an extremely domineering force raged in Wu Ming's body like a raging torrent.

This force carries with it endless majesty and destructive power, and everything is torn and shattered wherever it passes.

The target of this heavenly thunder is the inner demon in Wu Ming's body.

When the inner demon felt the breath of the heavenly thunder, it trembled all over like a cat smelling fishy smell, and then pounced on the inner demon without hesitation.

The inner demon was obviously frightened by this sudden change. His eyes widened, his face full of disbelief, and he let out a terrified cry:

"Thunder from the sky? How could there be thunder from the sky?"

You know, the inner demon thought he had already won the battle and was about to successfully occupy Wu Ming's body and become the new owner of this body.

But who could have imagined that at this most critical moment, such a terrifying thunder would fall from the sky, and this thunder was specifically designed to restrain his existence!

Faced with this deadly threat, the inner demon naturally would not sit still and wait for death. He immediately wanted to turn around and escape.

However, the speed of the thunder was so fast that he had no time to react.

I saw the dazzling lightning flash like lightning and hit the inner demon directly.

There was a loud "bang" and the inner demon's body exploded instantly as if it had been hit by a cannonball.

Countless black smoke and fragments flew everywhere, and the originally extremely powerful inner demon was shattered into pieces by this blow and completely dissipated in Wu Ming's body.

"Thunder? Where did it appear?"

Wu Ming's face was filled with astonishment, and he pondered in his heart.

He was so focused on fighting his inner demon that he didn't notice the unusual changes in the shadow of the lightning-breaking token in his sea of ​​consciousness.

However, he was in the middle of a fierce battle at the moment and had no time to care about anything else.

As the inner demon was eradicated, the surrounding black fog also dissipated, as if everything had returned to peace.

But Wu Ming knew very well that there was an elder of the Blood Evil Sect who was at the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage outside and was staring at them covetously. If they were not careful, they might fall into an irretrievable situation.

Therefore, he did not dare to relax at all. He quickly took out a healing pill from his arms and swallowed it without hesitation.

As the pill entered his throat, Wu Ming felt a warm current flowing down his throat, quickly penetrating into every part of his body, nourishing the damaged meridians and internal organs.

Although his injuries were serious, he began to recover slowly under the effect of the elixir.

After taking a short breath, Wu Ming raised his head and looked into the distance with a sharp gaze.

The flaming bird transformed from the four fire bird talismans he had just cast had been reduced to ashes and dissipated in the vast sky and earth under the fierce attack of the old man in green.

Wu Ming understood this in his heart. He had long expected that it would be difficult to cause substantial harm to the old man in green with just the Fire Bird Talisman.

The reason why he used this move just now was simply to divert some of the old man's attention and strength, at least to make the old man temporarily stop attacking them and buy them some breathing time.

And these talismans have completed their mission.

"Brother, are you okay?"

Wu Ming looked at Tang Shaolong, whose mouth was bleeding, with a worried look on his face, and asked hurriedly through voice transmission.

Tang Shaolong endured the pain and forced a smile, responding: "It's not a big deal, but I almost died. Fortunately, the sudden thunderbolt appeared."

As he spoke, he quickly took out a healing pill from his arms and swallowed it without hesitation.

Wu Ming felt relieved upon seeing this and continued to transmit his message, "What on earth is going on? The black fog is so powerful. We didn't expect it at all."

Tang Shaolong smiled bitterly and shook his head, explaining in a voice transmission, "I don't know either. This black fog is the first time I've seen it, and I didn't expect it to be so ferocious. If that heavenly thunder hadn't appeared in time, I'm afraid neither of us would have survived."

At this moment, Wei Tao saw Wu Ming and Tang Shaolong surrounded by black fog from afar, and felt secretly proud.

He originally thought that he had already won the battle and that these two people would definitely not be able to escape his attack.

However, what he never expected was that a bolt of lightning suddenly fell from the sky. The thunder was like the thunder from the nine heavens, which struck his attack hard and instantly turned his attack into nothing.

Wei Tao's expression instantly turned extremely ugly. He stared at the vanishing thunderbolt with wide eyes in disbelief, cursing inwardly:

"Could it be that God is helping the Qingyun Sect members?"

However, Wei Tao quickly came to his senses and he would not give up easily.

As soon as he had a thought, the Blood-Weeping Whip in his hand seemed to come to life, and it roared towards Wu Ming and Tang Shaolong again.

When Wu Ming and the other man saw the old man in green attacking again, they didn't bother to communicate and immediately began to resist.

Tang Shaolong's two flying swords were like lightning, rushing towards the Blood Whip again at an astonishing speed.

At the same time, the Qingxiao Sword in Wu Ming's hand also streaked across the night sky like a meteor, following closely behind.

However, Wu Ming knew very well that these three flying swords alone would not be able to withstand the powerful Blood-Weeping Whip of the old man in green.

So, he slapped the storage bag on his waist without hesitation, and saw a flash of green light, and a green flying sword suddenly appeared like a green lightning.

This flying sword is the top-grade magic weapon that Wu Ming has not used for a long time - the Qingyun Sword!

The Qingyun Sword circled rapidly in the air for a circle, and suddenly rushed towards the Blood-Crying Whip like a wild horse that had broken free from its reins.

In the blink of an eye, the Qingyun Sword and the three flying swords in front of it slashed fiercely on the Blood-Crying Whip.

In an instant, a powerful shock wave, like a raging storm, suddenly erupted in the fierce collision of several high-grade magical weapons.

The shock wave swept in all directions like a violent storm.

The three people present all felt the terrifying power of this shock wave. They did not dare to be negligent at all and all used their respective protective measures to resist the impact of this shock wave with all their strength.

However, even though they had tried their best, the power of the shock wave was too great and they were still shocked and forced to retreat.