Five minutes!
The interval between each lightning bolt was five minutes.
This also meant that Han Qianqian only had five minutes to get out of here.
Otherwise, the next bolt of lightning would come and Han Qianqian would once again face the pain of having his soul drawn, and by then, Han Qianqian would probably lose the little chance he had in front of him, which was already impossible.
Should he seize this impossible opportunity and create a hard one, or should he meekly close his eyes, at least for five minutes, and then wait to die?
The two choices were right in front of Han Qianqian's face.
But what was clear was that Han Qianqian's choice would always be to swim against the current.
Five minutes to recover from a state where he could not even control his body to a posture where he could break free from the sharp claws of the Buddha Wei Heavenly Dragon was, obviously, far more difficult than ascending to heaven for a normal person.
But to Han Qianqian, the difficulty of ascending to heaven was not considered a complete break of hope.
Moreover, he had no choice.
"The Qi of Chaos!"
Everything today, body or consciousness, seemed to be in a state of collective strike, so the only hope was the Qi of Chaos within Han Qianqian's body.
But the problem was that even if a car was to start, it would first need to be set on fire, and if you wanted a firecracker to explode, you would need a fuse to do so.
Everything in Han Qianqian's body had basically come to a halt, and on a personal level, it was very difficult for him to even move his eyes, let alone to use his luck to start his energy.
What to do?
What should we do?
Han Qianqian's mind raced, desperately thinking of various methods.
But every time a method came to mind, it was quickly rejected by Han Qianqian.
The first thing that Han Qianqian had to do was to be able to control his own body and operate the Chaos Qi in his body.
But, that simply couldn't be done.
"Oh no."
Han Qianqian suddenly heard muffled thunder rolling through the clouds, and his heart sank.
Five minutes was almost extremely fast!
It had vanished in the blink of an eye, and the next wave of frightening thunder was about to come again, but unfortunately, dozens of ideas collapsed in Han Qianqian's mind, but none of them were in any way feasible.
"Demon Dragon's Soul, it seems I have to apologise for your sacrifice this time." Han Qianqian was incredibly depressed.
Although he couldn't even move his eyes, because of his posture with his face on the ground, the little afterglow could skim the sky above, where the frightening lightning was jagged and could even light up half of the night sky.
Such a power, not to mention the current Han Qianqian, even in its heyday Han Qianqian would have to drink enough.
"Fuck, is it possible that I will die one day from this muffled lightning?"
Han Qianqian was so depressed!
"Fuck, a bunch of monks, they can actually summon such strong thunder and lightning!"
To put it mildly, Han Qianqian also found it unbelievable that these thunderbolts were strong, but the most important thing was that they could fucking pull out one's soul!
But suddenly, just as Han Qianqian was depressed and sighing at the power of this thunderbolt, his eyes, which were unable to move, suddenly took on a new light!
Lightning!
Lightning!
Yes, it was only thunder and lightning.
Even if it is strong, it is still lightning and electricity, right?
A diagram of the eight trigrams flashed in Han Qianqian's mind at that moment, the so-called Qian, Kun, Xun, Zhen, Kan, Li, Gong and Tui! Lightning is Zhen and electricity is fire!
"Fuck, you're going to mess with me, I'm going to mess with you." Thinking of this, Han Qianqian scoffed extremely coldly to himself.
"Heaven will not kill me!"
As soon as the words fell, Han Qianqian didn't move or leave in the face of the shocking lightning that was drawing down from the sky.
"Han Qianqian, you move." The spirit of the demon dragon, who had just emerged from the pain of his soul, could not help but cry out in alarm when he saw this situation.
But Han Qianqian, as if he did not hear, could not move his eyes, so he kept looking at the sky with his remaining light.
It was getting closer, closer, closer and closer.
"Han Qianqian!"
The devil dragon shouted angrily!
Boom!
The lightning shot straight up!
It thundered straight at Han Qianqian!
"Now is the time!"
Zhi Li fiercely gritted his teeth, almost the instant the frightening lightning struck Han Qianqian.
"It's up to you!"
Bang!
The bolt of lightning struck Han Qianqian, the rain was jagged everywhere, and the ground was scorched and blackened by the lightning.
The valley was even brighter in the explosion of lightning!
Boom!
Suddenly, a huge figure flew up from the valley!
But unlike the last time, this time there was a dragon's shadow on top of the giant figure's head!
"Ha, two shadows of a human and a dragon, that kid Han Qianqian is really finished, all the souls in his body seem to be drained this time, it will be completely and simply refined in a moment."
"Haha, it looks like we're going to wrap up even earlier than the two days Master just said."
The group of monks were even more overjoyed and unaware of the situation.
Only Hei Yu, the smoother it went the more she frowned, judging from Han Qianqian's skills, his soul should also be very strong, the refining process would definitely take an extremely long time even if he didn't resist.
Only, how long had it been a little? But Han Qianqian looked like he couldn't hold back any longer!
Perhaps others may have dropped the ball, but Hei Yu also knows Han Qianqian well ......
Suddenly, her eyes shrank, above the dragon shadow, there was a strange and incomparable shadow at this time!
"What's that?"