Thunder Martial

Zijuan certainly wouldn't run, and he couldn't abandon those who trusted him so much.

In his mind, there appeared a holy symbol of thunderous fury.

He had been enlightened for a long time, without even getting started.

At the moment, in the face of the crisis, he decided to take a different approach.

The tip of the uncertain pen shines out, and the purple begins to write, just a pen, just a scratch, and the Holy Charm is directly broken.

Direct failure!

Instead of being depressed, Purple had a glimpse of happiness in his eyes, because he once was, but he couldn't even finish this step.

Now that the pen has been written, indicating a flash of light before, he did the right thing.

Rage of Thunder from the Lei Zheng family was not a powerful assassination technique, but a similar assistive technique.

It's like a Heavenly Holy Arm, but it's different.

Down there, many Holy Spirits look at Purple Buddha in confusion and do not understand what he is doing?

You know, purple saints already have the same level as their own, which is remarkable in itself.

But after all, he was only a four-star, and in this case, even if he wrote a holy symbol that would surprise the gods of heaven and earth, the rank would be only a four-star.

In this case, do you expect a Holy Charm of Four Pieces to be turned over?

This is absolutely impossible, because the weakest beings on the field are the five-star Holy Spirit, the average four-star Saint Charm, and nothing can be done about them.

Thunderland on the battlefield, at this time, doesn't really understand the purple practice.

You want to change your destiny with a Holy Charm, unless you are a Saint Charm Master with more than seven stars.

“Ha ha, your chief can't do it anymore, now he's ready to write and escape! ”

“Isn't this a transmission charm? ”

Immediately after everyone noticed the purple action, there was a disdainful mockery in the crowd.

Obviously, that assertion is still very well received.

“Prepare, Purple. Prepare to escape with a beacon. Prepare to capture! ”

On the outermost periphery, the leaders have the next move.

“Ha ha, this purple guy finally can't, he's going to run away, and now people are distracted! ”

Hu Huanshan smiled proudly when he saw his subpoena.

“Zixuan, I didn't expect you to have this day. ”

Lei Zhenghong Tian also smiled, his face was full of pride.

Purple is still drawing symbols, and backwards, only the number of next pens, more than once.

In the face of the irony surrounding him and the gradual loss of morale on his part, he made no representations.

'Cause he's going to be a perfectly committed painter.

Rage of Thunder is more difficult to understand than ghosts, absolutely extraordinary.

Once distracted, it will certainly fail!

“Everyone insists that Zijuan will never abandon us! ”

Though Lei Lan does not solve the purple practice, he is also shouting out loud at this moment, trying to regain popularity.

“If he wasn't going to abandon us, why didn't he go on fighting, but paint a note on it?” Suddenly someone questioned a five-star Holy Spirit from the Saint Ray tribe.

“He must be getting ready for the back hand!” Thunderland said anxiously.

“Ready for the back hand? A holy charm in the district? ”

Another voice sounded, “He's just a four-star, a sanctimonious character in the district, can you save us? But it's a transmission array that can save his own life! ”

“You're talking nonsense. Purple is not like that!” Lei Lan was in a hurry.

“Don't be ridiculous, everyone counts! I say, gentlemen, why are we following a man who wants us dead here while he wants to escape himself? ”

In the crowd, there was another voice, this time no longer a five-star, but a six-star Holy Spirit.

Morale has been reduced, and it has been further reduced by the words of many people at the moment.

The original fighting also stopped at this time.

Because the chiefs are going to run away. What's the point of people fighting again?

Those other powerful Holy Spirits on the periphery, they are all a facial drama.

What about the four great saints of the church, the Saint Ray?

Haven't we lost any morale?

“Gentlemen, what's the point of our battle? Fighting for someone who's about to flee?” A six-star Holy Spirit came out and said: "This time, we have lost a great deal, do we have to destroy the whole army? Stop this senseless battle! ”

“Turner, shut up! We are St. Ray's. We must die in battle. We must not retreat! ”

A six-star angry voice said: "It's absolutely impossible if we want to admit defeat! ”

“Rab, no one is afraid of death, none of us Saint Ray people are afraid of death! But our death must be worthwhile! ”

The six-star Holy Spirit named Turner said: "We must die with dignity, not with these immortals! Not to mention dying for purple, because he's going to run away from us, and he's a coward! ”

At this moment, everyone's attention also falls on the internal contradictions on the part of the San Ray.

On the contrary, it is purple, and there is not much attention.

Because nobody can stop him if he wants to go.

And his real opponent, too, is outside, not here!

Even many people can't help but leave.

Everyone was a facial drama, and through the First World War, the myths of the Saint Ray people were undoubtedly destroyed.

“With or without value, I would never surrender, because I am a Saint Ray, and we have bones! There's only death. There's no retreat! ”

The Six-Star Holy Spirit named Rebel said indifferently: "Gentlemen, who will go up with me in this final battle? ”

“I!”

“And me! ”

“Whether this battle should be fought or not, we will not retreat! ”

“We are born of the Saint Thunder tribe, and death is the soul of the Saint Thunder tribe! ”

There are many Holy Spirits to match it, and then walk forward, and the look is resolute.

Especially Rabb, who fought with blood before, consumed a lot, but is now proactive.

This is a generous death!

Just as he moved forward, he had the illusion that his pace seemed much lighter.

“Is it because of my generosity? Seems to be in better shape. ”

Ray took a deep breath, “Since my potential was unleashed before I died, then the battle was over! ”

Only this time, his voice fell, but no one matched it. Instead, there were a lot of shouts coming.

He also sniffed back and saw that everyone was looking up at the sky.

In Ray's eyes, there was confusion, and he looked up.

In the sky, there are countless light points floating, like countless thunderbolts coming down.

No, it's like, Rapunzel found these lights to be thunderous.

These scattered thunderbolts, when they fall, change direction proactively and then fall into some people's bodies.

It's a coincidence that all these people are St. Ray's.

Above the dome, the purple breath exhaled heavily.

In front of him, floating a holy symbol, at this moment the holy symbol is pouring pure power of holy thunder, like a thunderstorm.

Talisman.

This is the true purpose of the thunderous whistle.