Lin Wan’er’s words inspired Ye Chen too!
He also felt that there were many coincidences in this.
Why is there such a strange dark cloud suddenly overwhelming?
Why does the dark cloud still show the image of shaking hexagrams?
Why did the dark clouds lack thunder and lightning?
Why did it appear in the place where the mother of Pucha failed to cross the catastrophe?
In addition, I just used the lightning strike wood formed by the failure of the mother of pucha to cross the tribulation, and created a brand new thunder order.
Many puzzling elements are gathered together, only Lin Wan’er’s conjecture is the only answer that can answer all doubts!
Thinking of this, Ye Chen blurted out without hesitation: “In that case, then I will induce a thunderbolt for the dark clouds in the sky!”
Lin Wan’er nodded her head heavily, and said with anticipation in her eyes: “The mother of Pucha and the slave family have a good chance, and Mr. Lao will help you!”
Ye Chen took out the Thunderbolt, held it in the palm of his hand, fixed his eyes on the black cloud that was getting lower and thicker above his head, and instantly stopped the mental formula to cover up the aura.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen shouted: “Lei Lai!!”
In an instant, the spiritual energy in his whole body gushed out from the eight extraordinary meridians, and frantically poured into the Thunderbolt in his hand.
In just the blink of an eye, the dark thunder order even began to overflow with white light from the inside out, and most of the aura in Ye Chen’s body was absorbed by the thunder order.
Ye Chen felt that the thunderbolt in his hand became more and more trembling, and the light became stronger and stronger, and there was even the sound of electric current inside.
At this moment, Ye Chen felt that what he held in his hand was no longer a thunderbolt, but the spherical lightning mentioned in science fiction for a long time!
Lin Wan’er had never seen such a scene before, and her intuition told her that the light in Ye Chen’s hands was getting stronger and stronger, if she didn’t make a move in time, she might be in danger of hurting Ye Chen herself, so she subconsciously shouted: “My lord, Cast the spell quickly, don’t wait any longer!”
Ye Chen shook his head and said, “It’s not up to me to decide when to cast a spell!”
Normally, if Ye Chen thundered, the sky would be covered by dark clouds, and the thunder would roar, and the thunder would soon descend from the clouds.
But this time, Ye Chen shouted with a thunder, but the Thunderbolt in his hand didn’t immediately generate lightning, but kept accumulating energy, as if it was controlling the strength of the spell itself.