Mountain Patrol Military Officer

Chapter 292: Chapter 254: Great Sun Thunder Sound Dharma! (Seeking monthly ticket)

Surrounded by void, thunder and lightning wildly flashed, as Five Thunders infused and thick as water buckets, Thunder Snakes furiously struck, instantly submerging two Primordial Spirit Dharma Forms as large as hills.

Terrifying thunder roared explosively, the heads of the two Dharma Images fierce like ghosts, emitting painful shrieks.

“Ah”

“Ah”

In an instant within the thunder and lightning, the two Dharma Forms crumbled inch by inch, like broken glowing porcelain, shards peeling off and falling.

Then, two large hands made of clouds suddenly trembled, with two earth-shattering booms, the two Primordial Spirits completely shattered, bursting out dazzling Spirit Light.

This was the true Five Thunders Bombarding the top of the skull!

And at this moment, within the blinding brilliant light, two figures transformed into extreme speed Escape Light, charging out.

The green-robed old man from the Li Family, blood continuing to pour from his mouth, was horrified and desperately unleashed the Sky-Shining Mirror and the Wind Stabilizing Pearl towards the back, which swelled against the storm, roaring out at the same time.

“Hidden Dragon Emerges”

The Eight Trigrams on the body of the Sky-Shining Mirror spun wildly like a Compass, shaking the universe, Wind, Fire, Mountain, and Marsh, buzzing and trembling, white clouds surging out wildly, with a great rushing sound, as if a huge wave was surging forth, and with a whistle, the green Wind Stabilizing Pearl lit up brightly, a great wind rising, sweeping the white mist.

“Yin”

With a furious dragon’s roar, a Green-eyed White Dragon as large as a mountain range broke through the clouds, fangs bared and claws dancing, mane flying, charging at the giant palm with roaring fury, imposing and chilling.

At the same time, in the adjacent void, the Straw-Coated Wanderer’s hat had shattered, his hair disheveled, finally revealing his true face—utterly disfigured as if scorched by fire, a pair of protruding white eyeballs, pupils like pitch-black lacquer, truly fierce and frightening.

At this moment, this person’s Primordial Spirit shattered in an instant, seriously injured, with resentment and indelible terror flickering in those ghastly pupils, flight light under his feet rapidly escaping, feeling the terrifying killing intent coming from behind, full of hatred in his heart.

Damn it!