Supreme Grandpa

Chapter 391: Black Thunder

Chapter 391: Black Thunder

As the black drifted over, many people tried to avoid it by fleeing, however, they found that a barrier was blocking their only way.

If they guessed it right, this should be because of the so-called enchantment that Zhong Lifeng talked about.

Unable to avoid in a timely manner, many people were caught by the dark mist and had their vitality sucked out ruthlessly.

At the same time, the black dragon that was entangling with the elders seemed to grow longer as time passed.

At first, the two parties were more or less equal in strength. But as the battle dragged on, the elders felt that they were being pushed to stand on the weak side again and again.

"Boom!"

Finally, one of the elders got hit by the black dragon severely and flew out uncontrollably.

"Elder Ying!"

"If this goes on, we will all die here. We have to find a way to break the enchantment and escape from here!"

"This is not simple. We are still not sure how hard that enchantment is yet."

"Elder Gong, you are the best at enchantment and the likes. What is your evaluation?"

Elder Gong was the oldest elder present, and he was the most proficient when it came to enchantments, formations, and the likes.

Elder Gong crouched down slightly and touched the ground with his eyes closed. A few seconds later, he said, "As I guessed, this is not a simple enchantment. If I'm not wrong, this should be a weaker natural enchantment formed by negative energy that emits out from somewhere. To break this kind of enchantment, you either have to be stronger than the enchantment level or find the source of the negative energy and destroy it."

"What should we do then? None of us is stronger than the enchantment, and of us knows the location of the source of the negative energy."

Elder Gong sighed, "I guess we have no choice but to risk our lives to kill Zhong Lifeng at all cos~"

Before Elder Gong could finish his words, the black dragon roared again and spat out another mass of black mist.

The black mist was even blacker this time. The erosion power was also more terrifying. The trees that had been touched by it would age at a speed visible to the naked eyes and crumble down weakly.

"Hahaha, my Black Dragon Mist is a bit short from the next level. You guys will act as the source of my breakthrough. Die!"

Zhong Lifeng, in the form of the dragon, leaped into the air and swoop down like lightning.

"Boom! Boom!"

Wherever his body passed, countless big trees and boulders would shatter into pieces, and ground would crack disorderly.

The group of elders also released their best attacks. At this point, they did not have any good defense technique, they could only use strong offense to act as a defense.

Different colors of light and sizes of phantoms appeared one after another.

"Golden Bell Art – Bell of Dharma!"

"Great Plum Sword Art – 7th Form!"

"Diamond Beetle Fist!"

"…"

All kinds of great techniques were released without stopping. The disciples who were still alive looked at this in awe and nervousness.

Those were all the techniques exclusive to the elders and elders were famous because of them. They, as the disciples of those elders, also had the privilege to practice those techniques too.

Seeing how mighty the techniques were, their breathing almost stopped. The sight before them was very beautiful, but it could be their final scenery before death, or it could be a memory they would describe to their descendants in the future.

"Boom!"

The black dragon and the myriad attacks of the elders met each other head-on. The impact of the contention created an energy shock wave, and it was so strong that numerous trees in several hundred meters radius broke apart.

Naturally, the disciples who were watching the battle were also affected. The weaker ones fell to the ground and spat out blood, the slighter stronger ones also fell to the ground weakly.

"Bang!"

The black dragon was blasted out madly. At this point, there were no trees to break anymore, and only ground to break.

The elders did not end up in a good situation either. All of them were blown and scattered away. Almost all of them were heavily injured and looking much worse than Zhong Lifeng.

"This is bad. Zhong Lifeng's strength should not be far away from level 7."

"What should we do next? We are all heavily injured now."

"Can we only wait for death?"

"I'm not reconciled at all. Why do we have to die under Zhong Lifeng, this despicable guy's hand?"

"…"

Among all the elders present, the calmest one was Elder Yong, at the same time, he was also the one with the lightest injury. But even so, the term "lightest" was still in the category of "heavy". It was just that he was better than most people.

As for Elder Tie, his injuries were worse than Elder Yong's. His left hand was dry and pale as if there was no blood in it. This should be because of the black mist of Zhong Lifeng.

Everything starting from the transformation of Zhong Lifeng to now seemed like a long time, but in fact, not even thirty minutes had passed yet. However, all of them had already reached the gate of life and death.

Everyone could only quickly use their life-saving skills and healing pills to stabilize their injuries.

As Elder Gong said, they had no choice but to put their lives on the line if they wanted to live. At least, they could let their disciples escape in the case they couldn't win this battle.

Zhong Lifeng a hundred meters away got up from the ground and stared at the position of the group of elders.

This was his best opportunity to kill them and make a breakthrough, how could he let them heal themselves so easily?

With this thought in mind, Zhong Lifeng twisted his body slightly and flew to the sky at high speed.

This time, he did not intend to use the Black Dragon Mist, but instead, he wanted to use another means.

After turning into the black dragon, all the techniques he had previously practiced disappeared. However, his original talent was still there, and that was, the thunder element that he still had within him.

Now, as his injury was not light, he could not fight head-on with them. Therefore, he could only use a trick to injure those guys even more severely so that before they died, he had to suck out their vitality.

To generate thunder, it was not easy. However, this place was a very special place. Or to be more precise, a few hundred meters away from here, it was a cliff, and under the cliff, it was… exactly the Dark Thunder Forest!

Those people might not know, but as the mastermind of the plan this time, Zhong Lifeng knew that the enchantment here was generated by the source of the negative energy of the Dark Thunder Forest below the cliff ahead.

The Dark Thunder Forest was not called the Dark Thunder Forest out of nothing. No one knew its original name, but its current name fitted it best, after all, there was a group of natural black thunder in it. And its fame was gained from the fact that it had murdered countless powerhouses.

It might be dangerous, but Zhong Lifeng was confident in himself that he could make use out of that black thunder.

Quickly, he swooped down the cliff and flew to the area where the black thunder was presented.

As soon as he arrived, he had this chilly feeling, making him less confident. But at the thought of being able to break through to the next level, fear was extinguished, and mad excitement soared up.

Zhong Lifeng arrogantly swam through the dense territory filled with black and ferocious black thunders.

He turned on the defensive function of his body to the brim and quickly dived to the core position of the black thunder.

As expected, in the core position, there was really a black bead levitating silently above the ground. And the black thunders were generated by that black bead exactly.

Flame of greed lit up in Zhong Lifeng's eyes, he boldly opened his mouth and swallowed the black bead.

Buzz!

Black thunders suddenly emanated out of Zhong Lifeng's dragon body.

"Roar!"

Out of blue, Zhong Lifeng roared in pain…

…

The elders who were recovering above the cliff suddenly heard a loud roar and they opened their eyes to find the source of the roar quickly.

"This should be the roar of the black dragon, right?"

"Not right, where is the black dragon? Where is Zhong Lifeng?"

"We were careless."

"I saw where it went," Elder Yong suddenly spoke.

"Why did you not remind us?"

"I want us to recover with peace of mind. And even if we chased after it, we still wouldn't be able to catch up with it. What's more, I have a feeling that we're doomed to… fall here today," Elder Yong sighed.

Everyone suddenly found this reasonable. They were injured too heavily, now, they could barely use their techniques, how could they have the power to fly and catch up with Zhong Lifeng.

But again, they were not reconciled, they did not want to admit that their fate was doomed to end here today.

Just as everyone was sighing sadly, a voice floated over.

"Are the elders of the Sky Cloud Sword Sect so easy to submit to their fate?"