"I'm fine. The weather's nice today. How about I set off some fireworks for you?"
Shenji: "..."
The entire sky is now shrouded in Yinghua's demonic energy, clearly a demonic cloud obscuring the sun.
Yinghua held the dream in his hand and peered into it with his divine sense. He saw his younger self inside. He had originally planned to inscribe the fifth layer of the dream when he emerged from seclusion as a seventh-grade Spirit Saint, but now it was no longer necessary.
The current Yinghua is a demon god. Demon gods have no past, only the future!
With a casual pinch, he shattered the dream, and the dream dissipated like a bubble.
Linghu Lan smiled slightly and looked at the sky. Behind the demonic clouds, dark clouds were rapidly gathering, with layers of clouds rushing over thousands of miles to form a vortex above Yinghua.
Everyone stared at the strange phenomenon in the sky, finding it extremely puzzling.
"Could this be due to the power of Shadow Flower?"
"We're finished today! Alas!"
"If there are no gods in this world, why are there still demons?"
"The demon was suppressed by the god. With the god gone, the demon naturally came out."
The members of the Demon Association felt a strange sense of familiarity upon seeing this scene, and quickly realized that it was clearly the heavenly lightning that had struck them!
Judging by the sheer force of this gathering lightning, it could probably kill ten Shadow Flowers. That's incredibly powerful!
Everyone looked at Linghu Lan with strange expressions: Just how many of these lightning-releasing contraptions does she have?
The monsters couldn't help but feel terrified, but then they were also relieved. Luckily, we were her grand-disciples. She probably wouldn't turn on us and turn on her own people, right?
I don't think so, right?
t_t~
Yinghua looked at the sky and had a bad feeling. The black ball formed by the black silk in her hand gradually dissipated.
The shadow demon within him stirred restlessly, roaring in his mind, "Escape! Escape!"
Yinghua glanced at Linghu Lan with resentment and said coldly, "What tricks did you play?"
"I just put a few thunderstorm talismans on the dream, and I thought you liked them, so I snatched them away in a hurry."
Yinghua was enraged. Ignoring Yingmo's advice, he recklessly shot the ball made of black silk in his hand toward Linghu Lan.
The black ball flew into the air, and a thunderclap in the sky crashed down on Yinghua with overwhelming force.
Yinghua had no chance to dodge and screamed as she fell into the deep pit.
The Shadow Demon used all his strength to pull him up, roaring, "Run! Run!"
Yinghua glared at Linghu Lan hatefully and hurriedly fled. However, the thunder seemed to have eyes, only targeting Yinghua. No matter where Yinghua hid, it could strike her at an extremely tricky angle.
Seeing that she couldn't escape, Yinghua had no choice but to stop and use her own power to fight against the heavenly lightning.
The heavenly lightning continued relentlessly, and Yinghua's spiritual power dwindled until it was completely depleted.
Finally, he was struck by lightning and fell to the ground, unable to move.
But the lightning continued to bombard him relentlessly...
at the same time.
The moment the black threads flew towards Linghu Lan, Shenji crushed the ball of black threads into dust. However, the black threads seemed to be imbued with Yinghua's resentment, and the scattered black threads automatically gathered again, continuing to attack Linghu Lan.
After several attempts, even the light from the God-Slaying Tower could not completely remove the black silk.
Shenji glanced at Linghu Lan silently, muttered a few incantations, and the Demon-Slaying Tower suddenly grew larger. With a swift movement, Shenji grabbed Linghu Lan and stuffed her into the tower.
Linghu Lan: "..."
The black silk, having lost its target, scattered in the air and gradually vanished into thin air.
twenty three
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