Chapter 860 Thunder God, help me!
As the blood was absorbed by the official seal, Magistrate Zhang, who originally looked to be 34 years old and in the prime of his life, now had gray hair on his temples and his face gradually became older, as if decades had passed in just a few breaths.
As blood poured in, the official seal trembled continuously. At the same time, dragon roars and tiger howls sounded one after another. A large amount of dragon and tiger energy was mobilized and gathered around Magistrate Zhang, even calming down the surging undercurrent for a while.
Only when he was at such a close distance did Mo Cheng finally understand where the name "Dragon-Tiger Qi" came from.
This is not the dragon and tiger energy understood literally at all, but the meaning of [air pressure dragon and tiger].
As long as you are within the range of the dragon and tiger energy, the dragon will have to coil and the tiger will have to lie down. It is a force that is aimed at almost all cultivators in the world.
Only with this kind of power as the foundation can it be explained that the political organization entity of this world is still a country, not a sect.
"The dragon and tiger energy that a local governor can mobilize is so powerful, then as the ruler of a country..."
Mo Cheng narrowed his eyes. Although the power of dragon and tiger energy is inherently inert and difficult to mobilize in ordinary ways, officials can mobilize dragon and tiger energy with almost no consumption by relying on the authority and official seals granted by the state and their personal reputation in the hearts of local people.
Then, as the ruler of a country, the dragon and tiger energy that can be mobilized...
No, that's not right.
Combined with the signs of Jiao turning into dragon seen from the other party when the two clones attacked the fourth prince, Mo Cheng made a bold guess, "The dragon and tiger energy that a king can mobilize is already a terrifying amount. The king can mobilize the dragon and tiger energy with just a word, rather than borrowing the official seal like an official."
"No matter how inert the power of dragon and tiger energy is, if you contain it for a long time, it will undergo some changes."
"Dragon-Tiger Qi, Dragon-Tiger Qi. Since it is named after the dragon and tiger, combined with the folk legend that the king is the true dragon emperor, I am afraid that those kings and overlords will really slowly evolve into true dragons and overlord tigers."
After making some guesses about the status of the kings and overlords of various countries, Mo Cheng quickly collected his thoughts. Compared to understanding the status of the kings of various countries, the more important thing now is to recede the undercurrent first.
Prefect Zhang, whose hair was already half white, shouted loudly, "Gui Mei, Wu Wang, Ming Yi, chain thunder!"
He reported three directions in succession, without considering whether Mo Cheng would recognize them. After all, even for scholars, the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams were compulsory courses.
Moreover, in the eyes of Magistrate Zhang, Mo Cheng is also a cultivator who can control the magical power of heavenly thunder. It is even more rare for a Taoist cultivator who can control the magical power of heavenly thunder to not understand the I Ching and the Eight Trigrams.
Fortunately, Mo Cheng himself knew a little bit about the gossip, and the memories remaining in this body also had some impression of it.
Mo Cheng raised the Liushui Sword and chopped it down fiercely, with the tip of the sword pointing directly at the direction of Guimei. In an instant, the sky and the earth turned pale, and all things lost their color. Then the sound of thunder resounded in their ears.
After the thunder, the sky that was obscured by the dark tide turned slightly white. At the same time, one could clearly feel that the movement of the dark tide began to slow down significantly, as if something was stuck in the gears and could not move.
Mo Cheng's face turned pale, as if the previous attack had completely exhausted all his true energy.
For the second attack, Mo Cheng bit his index finger, used the blood as cinnabar, and drew a talisman in the air, outlining a mysterious and incomprehensible talisman. Then he bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of hot blood.
In an instant, heaven and earth were filled with storms again, and violent thunder descended from the sky, as if heaven was unleashing divine punishment to shock the world.
This time, the thunder seemed to be the most effective fading agent. The pitch-black color in the dark tide faded away, revealing a gray mixture of black and white. At the same time, not only Mo Cheng himself, but also the other cultivators who were swallowed by the dark tide could feel that this powerful dark tide had been pushed to the limit.
At the same time, the error correction system within the Dark Tide also appeared. Countless Dark Tide creatures and Hades monsters appeared from all directions, trying to prevent Mo Cheng and Zhang Zhifu from joining forces to break the Dark Tide.
But before these dark creatures and Hades demons approached, Fang Tian Huaji swept through the army, and a murderous figure appeared behind Shen Xueqi, as if the eight wilderness ghosts and gods were reborn from the hell.
The meaning of the long spear crossing across is very clear. If you want to get through, you must first face the unparalleled killing power of the Fang Tian Huaji.
"Is this the Dark Tide? Why is there…"
"The dark tide is engulfing the city. This place is already a dangerous place. Why is there a thunder falling over there?"
"That's the prefect. By invoking the dragon and tiger energy like this, does he want to dispel the undercurrent?"
"There is another fellow Taoist beside the prefect, who intends to break through the dark tide with the thunder of heaven!"
"Everyone, if you want to get out of this dark tide, go and support the prefect and his fellow traitor."
Thanks to Mo Cheng's two thunders, many cultivators in the city broke free from the shackles of the Dark Tide. Although the cause of the incident was still unclear, seeing Mo Cheng controlling the sky thunder to break the Dark Tide, and with so many Dark Tide creatures and Hades demons approaching, they all joined the battlefield.
They could see clearly that it was almost impossible for them to break out of an undercurrent of this scale on their own.
And even if they broke out, they were not close to the nearest city, and they could not guarantee that they would not be swallowed up by other undercurrents in the wild.
Therefore, Magistrate Zhang and Mo Cheng became their few hopes.
"Then student, can you come again?"
After the second thunder, Mo Cheng's face turned pale and his mouth was red, which made the prefect Zhang beside him anxious. At the same time, he made a decision in his heart.
If Mo Cheng can't hold on, he will burn up all the remaining lifespan and leave Sanyue to arrange his funeral.
"Student, you can still attract the third thunderbolt."
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his body was visibly weak, leaving no doubt that once the third heavenly thunder was issued, this scholar would be burned to death.
The Flowing Water Sword directly cut his wrist, and under the stimulation of the true energy, blood gushed out of his wrist. It was difficult to calculate how much blood Mo Cheng had lost. The only thing that was certain was that it had far exceeded the safe range of human blood loss.
It was as if all the blood in Mo Cheng's body had been drained. The blood condensed into a blood ball in midair. Then Mo Cheng lifted the blood ball with both hands and sent it up to the sky. He suddenly clasped his hands together, and most of the city that was swallowed by the dark tide could hear the righteous roar: "Thunder God, help me!"
All things in the world suddenly lost all their colors, and countless thunders fell like rain, as if the ancient thunder god was pouring out his thunder pool and executing divine punishment on the human world.
After the third thunder was sounded, Prefect Zhang immediately raised the official seal in his hand, and the dragon and tiger energy soared into the sky. As the dragons soared and the tigers leaped, a column of light rose from the city and began to spread, expelling the undercurrent that had entered the city.
The beam of light lasted for half an hour before it drove all the undercurrents out of the city.
At the same time, Mo Cheng felt that he had reached his limit. After shaking his body a few times, he fell to the ground and fainted.
Before he fell to the ground, he felt as if someone was supporting him, and at the same time he vaguely saw a pair of eyes full of worry.
