Hearing Bi Yao's cry, Yang Yifei replied only the most common sentence of the Hong Queen: "As you wish."

"Si..."

As the Six-Syllable Mantra was recited by the Dharma, all the Buddhist beads shone golden light in an instant. At the same time, the thunder pillar shot out by Yang Yifei also came to him, making the Dharma feel a numbness and all the hairs on his body stood up.

But the Lei Zhu was finally blocked by the golden light in front of him. However, what no one expected was that the Lei Zhu, which should have been offset, did not disappear.

The golden light that could not be broken through the thunder pillar in the Dharma was like a spiritual snake, and rushed towards another monk beside the Dharma.

"Si..."

“Uh…”

"Sizi..."

“Ahhh…”

This was something that no one expected. After the thunder pillar hit the second monk, he turned to the third person again.

How fast is the lightning? In just a moment, the lightning pillar was refracted four times, connecting Fazhong and his three junior brothers together, as if they were pierced into a string by a lightning pillar.

The most terrifying thing is that after four turns, the lightning pillar is still refracting back and forth, further increasing the lightning damage caused to the monks. Until it was refracted more than ten times, the lightning pillar finally disappeared.

It was not that the energy was exhausted, nor that it could only be refracted so many times, but because the three monks were dead.

Magician fourth-level thunder magic - chain lightning.

Originally, the refractive limit of chain lightning was nine times, and even if you put on the mage suit, it would only ten times. However, Yang Yifei had mastered the law of thunder, so there was no upper limit for the number of refractive times.

As long as Yang Yifei is willing, he can make this chain of lightning refract infinitely until the enemy in front of Mie Guang, the thunder magic, is Yang Yifei's strongest method.

During the refraction of the thunder pillar, except for the three other monks, all trembled violently and let out shrill screams. Their bodies became charred at a speed visible to the naked eye, and blue smoke came out of their bodies, and the monk's robe lit up.

When the thunder pillar disappeared, the three monks fell to the ground one after another. At this time, they had become like three pieces of coke and could not die again.

Qinglong exclaimed: "What a powerful thunder technique, its power may not be as powerful as the Qingyun Sect's divine sword thunder control technique, but it is much more magical in terms of change."

Youji also spoke with a slight voice: "And this is not thunder transformed by spiritual power, but is condensed by the purest thunder power."

Qinglong nodded gently and murmured: "Is the power of nature? It really has its own uniqueness."

Over there, Fazhong chewed his teeth and clattered. Today he no longer planned to go back alive. All his junior brothers died in front of him, and he had no shame to go back.

His only thought at this time was to kill the demon in front of him and avenge his junior brothers. In this way, he would die even if he died.

"ah……"

The Dharma opened his mouth and roared wildly, like a lion's roar, shaking the world. The Buddhist beads in front of him were driven away by the Buddha's power, and the golden light became even more intense. A Buddhist bead suddenly shattered, making a golden Buddha character in the air, rushed forward, and hitting Yang Yifei head-on.

"Smack it..."

Immediately after this Buddhist bead, the other remaining Buddhist beads were also broken and turned into Buddha's word to attack continuously.

Yang Yifei raised his right palm again, and the cold air visible to the naked eye gathered wildly in his palm, and quickly grew stronger, eventually turning into a basin-sized ice hockey.

The ultimate ice magic of the sixth level of the mage - the ice ball.

"Swish swish swish swish..."

Yang Yifei gently pushed out, and the ice ball swung rapidly towards the Dharma. During the flight forward, it kept firing out ice bombs like a machine gun, facing the golden Buddha characters flying in.

"Bang bang bang..."

There was a dull burst sound between Yang Yifei and Fazhong. The golden Buddha characters were broken one by one, leaving only the broken Buddhist beads, condensed by the cold air that turned into after the ice bomb exploded, turning into a bunch of broken ice residues and scattered on the ground.

As the ultimate ice magic of the magician, the ice ball has its own magical features. The single ice bomb shot is insufficient, but after forming a high-frequency continuous attack, its power is quite considerable.

The golden Buddha character disappeared quickly, and the frozen ball had arrived in front of the Dharma in the blink of an eye. The Dharma was retreating several steps in a row, removing the handprints, folding his palms together, his face was solemn, and his whole body emitted a faint golden light, and he said in a deep voice: "Murmur Amitabha Buddha."

"Bang"

With a crisp sound, only seven or eight Buddhist beads left in front of him broke at the same time, and formed a huge Buddha character three feet in front of him, with golden light shining and no sight to look at him.

"Bang"

The next moment, the ice ball hit the huge Buddha character. Although it was unexpected to everyone again, the ice ball did not dissipate, but exploded like a cannonball, forming countless rotating and splashing ice bombs, which swung toward the Dharma.

But with the previous chain of lightning, Qinglong and others could basically understand that the spells of Brother Yang never seemed to be straightforward. A spell that seemed simple always contained subtle subsequent changes.

The large number of ice bombs that exploded from the ice ball were eventually blocked by the Phra, but a thin layer of ice crystals formed on his body and eyebrows, and his movements became dull and stiff.

Seeing this, Yang Yifei's palm flashed with a fire, and a fireball that was not much smaller than the ice ball flew out again.

"boom"

This time, there is no more tricks, because there is no need, the fireball hit the point where the magic chest exploded, and a large firelight burst into pieces.

The fireball was blown backwards by the fireball, crossed the stall where he had breakfast before, smashed a wall behind it, and flew into someone else's yard.

Yang Yifei's figure suddenly disappeared in front of Qinglong and others. When he appeared again, he was already in the yard of the family, standing beside Fazhong, whose chest was covered in blood and scorched, and had fainted.

At this time, the body of the Dharma was seriously injured. If his vitality was digitized, his health would be gone and his divine thoughts were at its most vulnerable time.

Yang Yifei didn't say much nonsense, but directly reached out and pressed it on the shiny bald head of Fazhong. His mind power penetrated into his mind, and the memory of Fazhong was quickly seized by him.

The Great Brahma Prajna is obtained.

Yang Yifei achieved his goal, and after looking at it, he turned around and walked towards the gap in the wall.

However, after a few steps, he stopped again, and a bitter smile flashed in his eyes. He was already accused of his cousin, so why should he build a archway? If he put him on Tianyin Temple, will he be grateful for his grace of not killing him?

Leaving his life will only let Tianyin Temple know his own details and expose his relationship with the Ghost King Sect. There will be no benefit, just...

Thinking of this, Yang Yifei's eyes ruthlessly turned his hand and shot out a thunder pillar, hitting the body of the Dharma.

The body trembled violently while lying on the ground, and soon followed the footsteps of his junior brothers and turned into a piece of coke.
Chapter completed!