Wet viviparity

Chapter 385: Borrowing Thunder, Master Subdues
In the military tent, the god-driving general felt a little unwell.

This feeling of discomfort lasted for a long time and kept getting worse, causing his pair of golden eyes to shed tears of blood unconsciously.

When he wiped off the tears of blood, he felt that everything in his sight was so unreal. The tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves surrounding his knees licked their tongues and breathed cold air, their peripheral eyes sweeping over him from time to time, looking sinister, greedy and eager.

His whole body tensed up and he looked at his eldest brother, Master Mantou. In front of Master Mantou, a blurry figure was sitting there, seemingly saying something to his eldest brother.

In the tent, figures fell down one after another without any warning. Mu Lu was completely frightened and knelt in front of the female cultivator named Xie, as if begging her to take the golden needles.

Yes, that's right, these people all died under the golden needles.

The soul-driving general woke up and was startled, knowing that his elder brother was secretly urging him to quickly subdue the female cultivator named Xie and stop her from using the golden needles to randomly kill cultivators and slaughter barbarians in the camp.

He knew that the female cultivator named Xie must have been bewitched by some kind of nightmare or illusion. No matter what it was, killing people with golden needles was not the personal will of this female cultivator.

Looking at the "tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves" around him, which were originally the ones he had raised, but he didn't know when they were switched and turned into old ghosts. It was ridiculous that he didn't notice it at all, and he had even fed them and amused himself before.

"Master Taiping, Master Taiping, I surrender, I surrender."

Inside the tent, Mu Lu was almost driven crazy. Only a few of the cultivators in the tent were left dead. No matter how he tried to wake up Xie Chunchi, she still sat there, using her soul to drive the golden needle to kill people inside and outside the tent.

The sounds in his ears gradually disappeared, especially the sounds of fighting and drums that he was particularly concerned about. They were completely silent, leaving only the crackling sound of the fire burning in the camp.

"Let her look at me!"

As he desperately begged for mercy, the voice of the God-Driver was heard.

When he raised his head, he met the golden eyes of the God-Driver. His spirit became more alert and he rushed directly towards Xie Chunchi.

Suddenly, Xie Chunchi looked towards him, with a hint of struggle in her eyes, which soon became empty. Mu Lu thought to himself that this woman really had a weak mind, and then he forcibly turned her head towards the God-Driver.

"break!"

The God-Driver was delighted, and let out a low shout. His golden eyes widened and shot into Xie Chunchi's eyes.

A small part of Master Mantou's mind was paying attention to the actions of the God-Driving General. Seeing this situation, he relaxed a little. He knew how powerful the God-Driving General's magic powers were, and breaking illusions and removing confusions was just a piece of cake for him.

"So the master has been talking to me for so long just to buy time so that he can break my illusion."

The voice in front of him, neither light nor heavy, neither happy nor angry, made the barbarian master purse his thick lips. He said: "Lingnan is one, no matter which faction people are from, at this time, we are all sharing weal and woe. I'm sorry that I can't agree to your conditions."

"It doesn't matter!"

This voice made the master's heart tighten again. The pressure this man gave him was even greater than that of an ordinary Sanzhen. It was like an abyss or a mountain, making him feel that he could not afford the cost of resistance.

"Since you cannot cooperate, you should retreat back to Mucha Mountain, or retreat back to your Yudie Cave in Jihu Mountain in the South China Sea."

Master Mantou didn't want to give in easily, and he didn't want to be overwhelmed by this man's aura before they even started fighting. He was still struggling, trying to make some arguments verbally, saying, "Lingnan is not the land of Taiping Mountain."

"Forget it, don't go back to the mountain, just retreat back to your Jade Disc Cave!"

Ji Ming stretched out his hand, and the two eyeballs of the god-driving general who was looking at Xie Chunchi and breaking his illusion rolled down and fell into Ji Ming's hand.

"Take it and go back."

Ji Ming said as he sent the two golden eyes to the Mantou Master.

At one side, the God-Driver opened his empty eye sockets and looked towards Ji Ming. He could feel where his golden eyes were, but he didn't dare to move at all.

This Taoist priest of the Taiping Dao not only had profound Taoism skills, but also had ruthless methods, and his every move was decisive and precise.

The barbarian master stared at the pair of eyes in front of him, then looked at the Taoist figures cast on the tent cloths around him, knowing that the situation here was already decided, and there was no possibility of reversal.
With a "sizzle", arcs of electricity were emitted from the chisel-like horns on the green-maned lion's head. "Snap!

Snapped! "

Two consecutive slight explosions made the Barbarian Master, who was accumulating power in an attempt to intimidate the external enemies, tremble violently. The God-driving General beside him staggered to the ground with all his teeth broken.

The explosion came from a hand that had been clenched and rubbed slowly, turning the two golden eyes into crumbs.

"It's a pity that this pair of eyes is not easy to refine."

Ji Ming said regretfully.

"I want you to die!"

Inside the tent, along with the Barbarian Master's roar, there were loud thunders outside. A ray of green dry thunder struck from the sky, broke through the illusion covering the fortress, tore open the tent, and smashed on the figure in front of the Master.

“It is difficult to carve a hard stone, and it is difficult to carve a rotten wood.”

The voice by my ear faded away, and the figure in the tent also disappeared, leaving only the pit made by the dry thunder.

The Barbarian Master frowned and stood up. In a trance, his surroundings had changed drastically, gradually disappearing like water stains. He found himself in a wasteland. On the floating clouds in the sky, there was a palace in heaven. Its beams were made of tortoise shells and tiles were made of bream scales. The walls were crystal clear and dazzling even though it was at the horizon.

"Although the magic has stripped me of my five senses, I know what is real, and my practice is real."

The master's green mane danced wildly in the wind, making him look even more brave. Dark clouds gradually covered the desert and the sky. For a moment, the wind stirred up the rain, and the rain took advantage of the wind. The wind, rain and thunder were floating in the wind and thunder. The thunder roared and lightning attracted the lightning. The lightning flashed in the rain and wind.

Ji Ming made a Taoist gesture with his hands, calculated, and sensed the power that had invaded the illusion. He thought to himself, "It turns out that it is the power of the Thunder Department. I can feel the movement of the thunder mechanism inside, which has a primitive and wild meaning. It seems to be the power of the Five Barbarian Thunder Ambassadors in the Five Thunder Palace of the Thunder Department.

This barbarian master is a ghost, not a person of the Heavenly Dao lineage. He does not have a convenient thing like a magic scroll to borrow magic. So how did he borrow such magic power?"

Ji Ming was puzzled, but his hands kept moving. He wiped the thundercloud over the wasteland. The illusion formed by the Beiquezhu Palace suppressed the thunder magic by 30%. The thundercloud suddenly became thinner, and the lightning began to dim.

Ji Ming was quite satisfied. Ever since the Ancestral Mirage Qi was refined into his heart, even the invasion of the most powerful and righteous thunder method could be suppressed to some extent.

However, this situation did not seem to last long. Ji Ming could feel that in this magic wasteland, the invading thunder magic seemed to be ready to move, resisting the suppression of the magic magic, and the thunderclouds rumbled loudly.

The barbarian master on the plain suddenly fell to the ground, raised his lion head, and pointed the thunder horn at him like a spear.

Dark green lightning condensed at the tip of the horn. Ji Ming watched the lightning power gradually accumulating on the horn, ready to be unleashed. So he focused his mind on casting a spell. Unexpectedly, the next second, the dark green lightning flashed before his eyes.

"clever!"

Ji Ming thought.

This Barbarian Master was obviously pretending to be accumulating strength to thunder, paralyzing Ji Ming's judgment and making Ji Ming think that the other party still had two or three breaths to accumulate strength. In fact, the Barbarian Master could use thunder to strike the enemy at any time.

Bi Lei flashed in front of Ji Ming in an instant, with a savage and domineering magic power, which directly disrupted Ji Ming's spellcasting rhythm and caught him off guard.

On Ji Ming's shoulders, the Thousand Hands squinted their eyes, spread out a hundred arms, used the "Thousand Hands of the Bodhisattva", and formed the Demon Subduing Seal. Buddha's light burst out, and pairs of arms embedded the green lightning, preventing it from moving forward.

When the master saw that Lei Jiao had failed to accomplish his goal, he leaped into the air and rushed straight to the heavenly palace at the edge of the clouds.

"Evil beast, why don't you surrender to the law!"

Ji Ming pressed his hand down and used magic again.

(End of this chapter)