Lightning flashed like rain, and the thunder rumbled like a drum, shaking the sky.
Under the attack of the lightning, they still had to stop the Thunder Dragon. It was as if they were carrying a heavy load, and their flying speed was less than a second.
Their Holy Qi was being consumed at an extremely fast speed.
Fang Yun was doing better. He didn't use any defensive power, and each time he used a battle poem, he only consumed a wisp of Holy Qi. But the mountains of the Holy Spirits were constantly being hit by lightning, and they were consuming a lot of Holy Qi every second.
They were fighting against the power of heaven.
"Oh no, I only have two Holy Qi masses left!" Shan Zhongyang complained in the thunderstorm.
"I have three!"
"I only have one and a half."
…
The other Holy Spirits reported the amount of Holy Qi they had. Fang Yun was stunned. He asked, "How many Holy Qi masses did you take with you when you left?"
"Normally, we would take at least 50 with us, but after the expedition to the Xuantian River, we used up a lot of Holy Qi masses, so we only took five this time," Shan Zhongyang said helplessly.
Fang Yun was silent. He didn't expect the Holy Spirits to be so short of Holy Qi. Even the foreign Emperors had at least five or six Holy Qi masses with them.
Not far away, the battle poem that was blocking the enemy exploded with a loud bang. A lightning dragon that was thousands of feet long rushed over like a long cloud in the sky.
The next moment, thousands of miles of lightning gathered and formed a Thunder Prison again.
Fang Yun and the Holy Spirits used the same trick again. They used the Wuhou Chariot to block the lightning and prepared to break the prison again. But before they could do anything, the Thunder Dragon roared, and then the Thunder Prison suddenly doubled in thickness.
Everyone was shocked, but they still gritted their teeth and attacked the Thunder Prison.
It was difficult to break.
Shan Zhongyang cursed, "This Thunder Dragon is crazy! It's using up its Thunder Source, which is equivalent to using its life to attack. "
A trace of hatred appeared in Fang Yun's eyes. Who set this trap? How did they offend the Thunder Dragon to make it hate them so much? This hatred must be paid back a hundred times!
Being trapped in the Thunder Prison, even if they had thousands of tricks, they couldn't use them.
The Thunder Dragon quickly crossed the Thunder Prison and blocked the path to the outside of the mountain.
Through the dense thunderbolts, everyone could sense a powerful aura erupting from where the Thunder Dragon was. It was like the Sovereign King of Thunder, the Lord of the Heavens and Earth. After that, everyone raised their heads to look at the sky.
The dense dark clouds began spinning slowly, and soon formed a gigantic whirlpool with a diameter of over a hundred miles.
The vortex madly sucked in the surrounding lightning. As time passed, it became denser and denser. Not long after, it actually formed a pair of huge eyes.
That pair of eyes was formed from green lightning. The color gradually darkened from the outside to the inside, and the center was as black as ink.
A vast and sharp aura spread out in all directions. That pair of eyes gave off an extremely contradictory feeling. They clearly had a broad heart that could contain all things in the world, but they also had a fierceness that could slaughter all living beings in a myriad of worlds.
Life and death were in his hands.
His eyes were above the blue sky, and his gaze contained the might of the world.
Shan Zhongyang's aura fluctuated rapidly. He said in horror, "It's over. He has activated the Holy Aura of Thunder Mountain. If we can't escape from the Thunder Prison, we will definitely be killed!"
Fang Yun's eyes flashed with coldness and helplessness. In the Sacred Burial Valley, many ancient and dangerous places had the Eye of Holy Aura. Once activated, even an Emperor with a source of Holy Aura would not be able to withstand it for long, let alone him.
If he could take out the Sky Observation Mirror or the Starfire Celestial Mirror, he would definitely be able to withstand it. However, he did not have that much Holy Aura at the moment.
Shan Zhongyang said again, "According to our previous agreement, we will protect you. Now it seems that it will be difficult for us to escape unscathed. Thank you for giving us the inheritance. Now, there is only one way to get you out of here. That is, we will fight against the Thunder Dragon, and you will find a chance to escape in the Wuhou carriage! "
"You have a way?" Fang Yun asked.
Shan Zhongyang looked up and said firmly, "Whether it is to maintain the Thunder Prison or the Eye of Holy Aura, it will consume a lot of the Thunder Dragon's energy. We will use the secret method of the Mountain Holy Spirit Clan to fight against the Eye of Holy Aura. When the ten of us attack together, the Thunder Dragon will have used up most of his energy, and you will have a great chance to escape. However, after you leave, I hope that you can go to the Skull-Covering Mountains and ask the Emperor of our clan to bring back our Mountain Core. "
Fang Yun's eyelids drooped. He thought for a while and sighed, "I'm afraid this is the best way."
The Mountain Core was the source of the Mountain Holy Spirit's power. As long as it was not completely destroyed, it could be rebuilt. However, everything in the past would be forgotten, and it would be equivalent to a new Mountain Holy Spirit.
At this moment, the huge Eye of Holy Aura trembled slightly. Two majestic pillars of lightning shot out from the eyes like waterfalls. They gathered in the air and formed a purple lightning spear that pierced towards the group.
The Holy Aura was vast and mighty, and the lightning split the sky.
Shan Zhongyang absorbed all the Holy Aura in his body and jumped into the yellow mountain above his head to meet the lightning spear.
Boom!
The yellow mountain collided with the lightning spear. The light was dazzling. It was as if the sun was born from the lightning, as if fire was falling from the sea of clouds. The earth-shattering sound with a powerful impact spread in all directions.
The earth shook, and the Mountain Holy Spirit on the ground could not stand still. Fang Yun's Wuhou carriage was also pushed by the powerful impact.
In the endless light, a fist-sized stone fell from the sky and smashed into the hard ground of Mount Zhilei.
The stone was as yellow as jade, and there seemed to be a heart beating gently inside.
When the lightning in the sky dissipated, the Lightning Prison returned to its original state. The Eye of Holy Aura in the sky dimmed slightly.
The dark clouds near the Eye of Holy Aura were torn apart, forming a pitch-black area that was slowly closing.
"Roar …"
The Thunder Dragon roared angrily. The Eye of Holy Aura in the sky trembled again and shot out two more lightning bolts towards Fang Yun.
Shan Zhongku did not say a word. His body merged with the yellow mountain and flew up to meet the lightning.
"See you in Mount Zhilei." Another Mountain Holy Spirit slowly walked out of the formation, ready to meet the third lightning bolt.
Fang Yun's eyes became colder and colder. His right hand tightly grasped the handle of Wuhou's carriage.
Even though the Mountain Range Holy Spirit was the one who lured him to Thunder Weave Mountain and made a deal with him, they were still friends who had once fought side by side with him. As he watched them die one after another, he hated the person who set up the lightning dragon to kill him.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
When the seventh lightning bolt fell, the surface of the Eye of Holy Aura in the sky began to crack.
Outside the Lightning Prison, the Thunder Dragon let out a mournful cry, full of anger and unwillingness.
Suddenly, the Thunder Dragon opened its mouth and spat out lightning at the Eye of Holy Aura.
The cracks on the surface of the Eye of Holy Aura quickly healed, and it once again released lightning.
Three consecutive lightning bolts fell, and all the Mountain Holy Spirits turned into mountain cores embedded in the ground.
Fang Yun sat alone in Wuhou's carriage. His expression was particularly calm.
"Hehehe …"
The Thunder Dragon outside the Lightning Prison let out a strange laugh.
The Thunder Dragon slowly descended until it was only a few hundred feet away from Fang Yun.
The Thunder Dragon's body was thousands of feet long. At such a close distance, it was filled with a strong sense of oppression. It hung in the air like a cloud or a mountain. Lightning flashed all over its body.
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