Chapter 861 860 Mr. Lei Helps Me!

Chapter 861 860. Mr. Lei, help me!

As the blood was absorbed by the official seal, Magistrate Zhang originally appeared to be in the prime of life at the age of thirty-four. Not only did his temples turn white, but his face also gradually aged, as if decades had passed in just a few breaths.

With the influx of blood, the official seal couldn't help trembling, and at the same time, dragons and tigers roared one after another, and a large amount of dragon and tiger energy gathered around Magistrate Zhang, even calming down the churning undercurrent for a time.

Only at such a close distance did Mo Cheng determine where the name "Dragon Tiger Qi" came from.

This is not the aura of dragon and tiger in the literal sense at all, but the meaning of [air pressure dragon and tiger].

As long as the dragon and tiger are enveloped by the energy, the dragon will be coiled and the tiger will lie down, a kind of power that targets almost all cultivators in the world.

Only with this power as the foundation can we explain that the political organizational entity of this world is still a country, not a sect.

"The dragon and tiger energy that a prefect of a place can mobilize is so powerful, so as the king of a country..."

Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes. Although the power of Dragon and Tiger Qi is innately inert and difficult to mobilize in ordinary ways, officials can mobilize the Dragon and Tiger Qi with almost no consumption by virtue of the official seal of authority granted by the state and their personal reputation in the hearts of the local people.

So as the king of a country, the dragon and tiger energy that can be mobilized...

No, that's not right.

Combined with the signs of the dragon turning into a dragon when the two clones attacked and killed the fourth prince, Mo Cheng made a bold guess, "The amount of dragon and tiger energy that the king of a country can mobilize is already a terrifying amount. The king can mobilize I'm afraid the dragon and tiger energy only requires one sentence, rather than borrowing the official seal like an official."

"No matter how inert the power of Dragon Tiger Qi is, if it is contained by itself for a long time, it will undergo some changes."

"Dragon-Tiger Qi, Dragon-Tiger Qi, since it is named after Dragon and Tiger, and combined with the folk legend that the king is a real dragon and emperor, I am afraid that those kings and overlords will really slowly evolve into real dragons and tyrants."

He speculated about the status of the kings and overlords of various countries, but Mo Cheng quickly put his thoughts back. Rather than understanding the status of the kings of various countries, the more important thing now was to recede the undercurrent first.

Magistrate Zhang, whose hair was half white, shouted loudly, "Guimei, Wuwu, Mingyi, chain thunder!"

Three directions were reported in succession, without considering whether Mo Cheng might not recognize them. After all, even for scholars, the I Ching Bagua was a compulsory course.

Moreover, in the eyes of Magistrate Zhang, Mo Cheng is still a cultivator who can control the divine power of thunder. It is even more rare for a Taoist cultivator who can control the divine power of thunder but not understand the Eight Trigrams of the Book of Changes.

Fortunately, Mo Cheng himself knew a little bit about the gossip, and at the same time, the memory left in this body also had an impression of it.

I saw Mo Cheng holding the flowing water sword high and slashing down with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the direction of [Gui Mei]. In an instant, I felt that the sky and the earth turned pale for a moment, and everything lost its color, and then the roar of thunder filled my ears.

After the thunder, the sky covered by the undertide turned slightly white, and at the same time, it could be clearly felt that the operation of the undertide began to decrease significantly, as if something was stuck in the gears, making it difficult to move.

Mo Cheng's face turned pale, as if the blow just now had exhausted all his true energy.

For the second blow, Mo Cheng bit his index finger, used the blood as cinnabar, and drew a talisman in the air, outlining a mysterious and incomprehensible talisman. Then he bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of hot blood.

In an instant, the sky and the earth were stormy again, and wild thunder fell from the sky, just like the sky unleashing divine punishment, shocking the world.

This time, thunder seemed to be the most brilliant fading agent. The dark colors in the undercurrent faded away, revealing a mixture of black and white gray. At the same time, not only Mo Cheng himself, but also the other cultivators swallowed by the undercurrent could feel this powerful force. The undercurrent has been pushed to its limit.

At the same time, the error correction system within the undertide also emerged. Countless undertide creatures and ghost demons appeared from all directions, trying to prevent Mo Cheng and Zhang Zhifu from joining forces to break the undertide.

But before these undercurrent creatures and ghost demons could approach, Fang Tian's painted halberd swept through thousands of troops, and a figure full of evil aura appeared behind Shen Xueqi, just like the ghosts and gods of the Eight Desolations reborn from the Infernal Hell.

The meaning of the long halberd is very obvious. If you want to get past, you must first face the unparalleled Fang Tianhua halberd.

"Is this an undercurrent? Why is there... in the city?"

"The undercurrent is engulfing the city. This place is already a dangerous place. Why are there thunders falling over there?"

"That's the magistrate. By invoking the dragon and tiger energy like this, is he trying to get rid of the undercurrent?"

"There is a comrade beside the magistrate, and he plans to break through the undercurrent with thunder!"

"Everyone, if you want to get out of the undercurrent, go and support the magistrate and his colleagues."

Due to Mo Cheng's two thunderbolts, many cultivators in the city also broke free from the shackles of the undercurrent. Although the cause of the incident is not yet clear, seeing Mo Cheng controlling the sky thunder to break through the undercurrent, there are so many Undercurrent creatures and ghost demons approached and joined the battlefield one after another.

They could see that it was almost impossible for an undercurrent of this scale to break out on its own.

And even if they rush out, they are not close to the nearest city, and there is no guarantee that they will not be swallowed up by other undercurrents in the wild.

So Magistrate Zhang and Mo Cheng became their few hopes.

"Then student, can we do it again?"

After sending out the second thunder, Mo Cheng's face turned pale and his mouth spit out red. Magistrate Zhang on the side looked worried, and at the same time he also made a decision in his heart.

If Mo Cheng can't hold on, then he will burn all his remaining lifespan and leave March to arrange the funeral arrangements.

"Student, you can still attract the third thunder."

He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, but the weakness on his body was indeed visible to the naked eye. There was no doubt that once the third thunderbolt was fired, the scholar would burn up and die.

The Flowing Water Sword directly cut his wrist. Under the stimulation of the true essence, the blood from the wrist spurted out. It was difficult to calculate how much blood Mo Cheng had bled. The only thing that was certain was that it was far beyond the safe range of human blood loss. .

It was as if all the blood in Mo Cheng's body had been drained. The blood condensed into a blood ball in mid-air. Then Mo Cheng raised his hands and sent the blood ball up to the sky. He suddenly closed his hands and saw that most of it was swallowed up by the undercurrent. The whole city could hear the righteous roar: "Help me, Mr. Lei!"

Everything in the world suddenly lost all color, and countless violent thunders fell like rain, just like the ancient thunder god dumping the thunder pool and executing the divine punishment on the world.

After the third thunderbolt was fired, Magistrate Zhang immediately raised the official seal in his hand, and the dragon and tiger energy rose into the sky. As the dragon and the tiger leaped, a beam of light rose from the city and began to spread, driving out the undercurrent that entered the city.

The beam of light lasted for half an hour before all the undercurrents were driven out of the city.

At the same time, Mo Cheng felt that he had reached his limit. After shaking a few times, he fell to the ground and passed out.

Before he fell to the ground, he felt as if someone was holding him up, and at the same time he vaguely saw a pair of worried eyes.

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