Chapter 1957 Fighting the True Immortal

"Go!"

Jingyue Zhenxian shouted loudly, and from the large sleeves of the robe, an ancient bronze mirror flew out, emitting a misty and mysterious light, hanging in the air, and shining towards the Thunder Emperor!

On this ancient bronze mirror, eight lines can be vaguely seen, which are different from the vitality lines on the mysterious magic weapon and the earth-level magic weapon.

These lines are more like scorch marks left by lightning strikes, there are seven in total.

"Seven Tribulations Lingbao?"

Lei Huang swept his eyes and sneered slightly.

Su Zimo moved in his heart.

Back then, in the abyss of Longyuanxing, many spiritual treasures were born, and among them, they were divided into spiritual treasures of different calamities.

The god and demon soul-calling flag swallowed by the prison-suppressing cauldron is the ninth-order spirit treasure, also known as the pure yang spirit treasure!

"kill!"

The remaining ten true immortal powerhouses also took action one after another, each offering a psychic magic weapon.

These psychic magic weapons are different, some are whisks, some are flying swords, some people sacrifice pagodas, and some people hold a big bell.

Su Zimo looked at it intently, and he could see the scorch marks on the ancient bronze mirrors on these psychic treasures.

However, the number of scorch marks on these psychic magic weapons is relatively small.

Some are four, some are five, and some are six.

According to this calculation, these psychic magic treasures are very likely to be four tribulations and five tribulations.

Numerous magic weapons have arrived, filled with murderous intent to destroy the Thunder Emperor.

Lei Huang's eyes were like lightning, his body moved, and he wanted to move and dodge.

But the mysterious brilliance of the ancient bronze mirror shrouded it, causing Lei Huang's movements to suddenly become extremely slow, as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

Seeing this scene, Jingyue Zhenxian's face did not show any joy, but showed deep fear.

Normally, the light of his ancient bronze mirror is enough to hold most of the true immortals in place, unable to move.

And Lei Huang has been suppressed for hundreds of thousands of years, his body is injured, the sea of ​​thunder has not yet condensed, and his Seven Tribulations Spirit Treasures are difficult to completely restrain him.

If Lei Huang really recovered to his peak, it would be unimaginable!

"it is good!"

The other true immortals saw this scene, and their spirits were greatly lifted.

Originally, everyone sacrificed magic weapons, and it was difficult to hit Lei Huang.

But now, Lei Huang's movements are limited, and his movement speed is slow and slow. Even if he can avoid one spiritual treasure, he can't avoid the other nine!

Dust whisks, flying swords, pagodas, and many spiritual treasures came down.

Lei Huang tried his best to dodge, but the bronze ancient mirror was too restrictive, and he was still hit by these three spiritual treasures.

Snapped!

The whisk was slapped heavily on Lei Huang's back, and blood flashed.

Just this one blow, Lei Huang's back was ripped apart, extremely miserable.

Su Zimo's heart tightened.

And the old man Fuchen hit Lei Huang, not only was not excited, but frowned.

His whisk seems to be soft, but if it is drawn on a flesh and blood body, it can definitely break the opponent's muscles and bones!

And now, although Lei Huang was injured, it was only a skin injury, not the root at all!

puff!

Another burst of blood.

A cold light slid across Lei Huang's thigh, leaving a deep wound, dripping with blood!

This cold light turned around and returned to the front of another true immortal old man, but it was a flying sword.

This true immortal old man also had a solemn expression.

Although his flying sword scratched Lei Huang's flesh and blood, it was cut to the bone, but it seemed to be slashed on top of a stone, and his flying sword was bounced out instead!

The pagoda descended and smashed hard on top of Lei Huang's head.

boom!

Lei Huang staggered and was almost knocked down by the pagoda, but he shook his head and quickly stood up and straightened his body.

Although he was beaten to death, the aura on his body became more and more vigorous, and the anger of thunder was surging in his eyes!

hiss!

The monks in the City of Absolute Thunder changed color in shock!

Even Jingyue Zhenxian and other eleven real immortals were secretly shocked.

this is too scary!

What a powerful force it is to use the flesh to shake the spirit treasure!

What is even more terrifying is that the strength of the Thunder Emperor has not fully recovered, and the thunder and lightning over the Thunder City is also isolated by the Thunder God Pillar.

If the Thunder Emperor can regain control of Thunder, I am afraid that they may not be opponents!

Jingyue Zhenxian looked calm, and said: "Everyone, take action with all your strength, this person can't make any waves in this Thunder City!"

"He can't absorb the power of lightning, even if we consume it, we can consume him to death!"

"If you can resist my pagoda, I will smash you ten, a hundred times, until I suppress you!"

The ten true immortal powerhouses shot again.

Some true immortals and powerhouses began to condense their true essence, and some even released many supernatural powers and secrets, trying their best!

And Lei Huang was restrained by the Seven Tribulations Spirit Treasure and the ancient bronze mirror, and he was completely at a disadvantage.

boom! boom! boom!

Pieces of spiritual treasures fell on Lei Huang's body.

In the blink of an eye, Lei Huang was beaten all over his body.

If this continues, Lei Huang will definitely lose!

Su Zimo looked worried.

In this level of war, even if he wanted to help, there was nothing he could do.

He can condense the years like a knife.

But time is like a knife, after all, it is only a great supernatural power, and it cannot threaten the true immortal at all.

Before the sword of years falls on the real immortal, it will be scattered by the true essence that surrounds the real immortal!

If you want to break the dead end, there is only one key, that is, the Absolute Thunder God Pillar.

As long as the Thunder Emperor reconnects with the power of thunder and lightning contained in the heaven and the earth, and takes charge of the thunder again, he will be able to turn defeat into victory and get out of trouble!

"Little brother, borrow your tripod!"

Just as Su Zimo pondered, Lei Huang's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

The Suppressing Prison Cauldron is one of his most important treasures.

But at this moment, he did not hesitate at all, dodged out of the corner, and threw the bronze Fang Ding towards the battlefield in mid-air.

Everyone's eyes were attracted by the true immortals in midair, and no one noticed the mysterious immortal in the corner.

The battle in mid-air continues.

Sudden!

From the oblique thorn, a cyan light and shadow flew out.

Jingyue Zhenxian glanced and saw clearly that this was a broken bronze tripod that flew out of nowhere.

He didn't take it to heart, and was still concentrating on urging the ancient bronze mirror to suppress the Thunder Emperor.

Such a bronze tripod is indeed not worthy of the attention of many true immortals present.

But in Lei Huang's eyes, a bright light burst out!

I saw him mobilizing his qi and blood, struggling to break free from the shackles of the bronze ancient mirror, and took the prison-suppressing cauldron over, without even looking at it, he smashed it with his backhand!

Behind him, the pagoda just descended, and it was severely suppressed.

boom!

The prison cauldron collided with the pagoda, and there was a loud noise!

Ka Ka Ka!

Immediately afterwards, in mid-air, there was a crackling sound.

"what!"

A real immortal old man suddenly exclaimed, staring at his pagoda in disbelief.

Above the pagoda, cracks appeared one after another, which was shocking, and spread rapidly, covering the entire pagoda!

"you……"

"how can that be!"

The rest of the true immortals were also shocked.