This also means that Han Sanqian only has five minutes to escape from here.

Otherwise, when the next shock strikes, Han Sanqian will once again face the pain of being pulled out of his soul, and at that time, Han Sanqian may lose this little chance that was impossible in front of him.

Should he seize this impossible opportunity and forcefully create an opportunity, or should he close his eyes obediently and wait for death after at least five minutes of comfort?

Two choices were placed in front of Han Sanqian.

But it is obvious that Han Sanqian's choice will always be against the current.

In five minutes, trying to recover from a state where you can't even control your body to the posture of breaking free from the claws of the Buddha's mighty dragon is obviously, for ordinary people, far more difficult than ascending to the sky.

But for Han Sanqian, the difficulty of ascending to the sky is not a complete severance of hope.

Besides, he had no choice.

"Aura of Chaos!"

Everything today, whether it is the body or the consciousness, seems to have fallen into the state of a collective strike, so the only hope is the chaotic energy in Han Sanqian's body.

But the problem is that even if you want the car to start, you need to ignite it first, and if you want the firecrackers to explode, you need a fuse.

Everything about Han Sanqian has basically come to a standstill. Personally, it is very difficult for him to even move his eyes, let alone luck.

what to do?

What should I do?

Han Sanqian's mind was running fast, desperately thinking of various methods.

But every method came to mind, and was quickly rejected by Han Sanqian.

All methods must first follow a principle, that is, Han Sanqian must first be able to control his body and operate the chaotic energy in his body.

But, this is simply impossible.

"Oops."

Han Sanqian suddenly heard thunder rolling in the clouds, and his heart sank.

Five minutes, almost extremely fast!

It has disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the next wave of thunder is coming, but unfortunately, Han Sanqian has dozens of ideas in his mind, but none of them are feasible.

"Soul of the Demon Dragon, it seems that I will be sorry for your sacrifice this time." Han Sanqian was extremely depressed.

Although the eyeballs can't move, but because of the posture of the face on the ground, the corner of the eye can be seen. In the sky above, there are shocking electric shocks, which can even illuminate half of the night sky.

With such prestige, not to mention the current Han Sanqian, even Han Sanqian in his heyday would have enough to drink a pot.

"Damn it, is it possible that Lao Tzu will cross his body from thunder and lightning, but one day he will die on this dull thunder and lightning?"

Han Sanqian was very depressed!

"Damn it, a group of monks can actually summon such a strong lightning!"

Speaking of which, Han Sanqian also found it unbelievable, these thunderbolts are strong, the most important thing is that they can pull away people's souls!

But suddenly, when Han Sanqian was very depressed and sighed the power of thunder and lightning, his immobile eyes suddenly lit up! JrNovels.com