In an instant, he used the most mysterious and powerful magic of his innate magical powers.

His figure flashed and he had already left the cave.

Fortunately, because of the heavenly tribulation just now, all the cultivators nearby were already scared and scattered as birds and beasts.

It is a radius of hundreds of miles and is extremely quiet, so Qin Yan doesn't have to worry about who will discover his secret.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But the next moment, Qin Yan's bright smile froze on his face.

The reason was nothing. Although I had teleported, the golden thunder did not give up. It turned a corner like a maggot in the tarsal bone and continued to slash towards me.

Qin Yan was dumbfounded.

Shocked and angry.

Is this thunder locked in itself?

How is that possible?

For a moment, countless thoughts broke into his mind.

What made Qin Yan even more afraid was that.

As the golden lightning struck, the cloud of disaster above his head dissipated.

The disaster cloud disappeared, but Qin Yan did not feel happy at all, but only nervousness and fear.

There is nothing else, which means that this golden thunder contains all the power of this catastrophe cloud!

If, in one breath just now, dozens or hundreds of thunders slashed towards him.

Although it looks amazing, it is relatively easy to deal with.

Because each thunder contains little power.

But there is only one golden lightning, let alone yourself, even if a real Nascent Soul monk is struck, it will probably end up scattering.

"No, who am I provoking whom?"

Qin Yan was shocked and never expected that he would encounter such a result. Could it be that I would die here today?

What's even more terrifying is that I was locked by this thunder.

Even teleportation cannot be avoided.

What else can I do?

He was at a loss.

But naturally I don't want to sit still and wait for death.

Even if you know that you are not strong enough, you have to struggle hard.
Chapter completed!