After the defection of the strangers of Ban's Manor, only Wanxiang Dao knew that there was another life-and-death catastrophe belonging to Qintian Piglet. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoHis memory is so clear that it is enough to restore the shocking scene at that time.

I still remember that it was late at night three days later, the night was like ink, the lightning that crossed from time to time illuminated the dark night, the wind outside the window mixed with the raindrops the size of soybeans shouted, and the whole world seemed to go crazy!

Wan Xiang Dao stood by the window and looked at the abnormal typhoon scene outside, only a sneer: "Damn, do you want to force a monster to cross the catastrophe to such a big formation?"

Qintian Piggy was sleeping soundly in the bed, and its saliva exuded a layer of white light all over its body at this time, like a firefly glowing white in the dark.

Half an hour later, Wanxiang Dao was walking in the pouring rain, his whole body was wet, and the fluffy black hair on his head was sticky into pieces, completely like a soup chicken!

Finally, he saw a white point of light four or five hundred meters in front of him, sighed deeply, and then accelerated under his feet to rush over!

Qintian Piggy closed its eyes and was suspended in mid-air out of thin air, its body was shrouded in layers of white aura, but it fell into a state of unconsciousness.

Wanxiang Dao slowly put on the pair of blue gloves artifact, and his face was unprecedentedly solemn. Can he carry it this time? Even he wasn't sure!

Something similar had happened a few months ago, and the people around him seemed to have been hypnotized, leaving him and Qintian Piggy alone! It was then that he discovered the purpose of the Blessing Fruit of Life: to continue life!

The dense dark clouds in the sky began to converge and accumulate, and the electric snakes that flickered between the clouds became more and more wanton, as if their power had accumulated over time. Gradually, a terrifying aura of destruction arose inside the ink-like clouds, and a wave of fear rose in the hearts of Wanxiang Daowang!

"Boom"

A bucket-thick white thunderbolt struck the white aperture of Qintian Piggy, only causing ripples! Then two or three white tribulation thunderbolts continued to slash down, causing the seemingly invincible white aperture to begin to dent or even waver and break.

In the second round of cyan tribulation thunder, Wanxiang Dao gritted his teeth and held up the water-blue winged light fan behind his hands with artifact gloves, which instantly hit the top of Qintian's little pig, and the "boom" thunder tribulation slammed into his hands, raising wisps of green smoke.

me, this artifact is very powerful!

"Boom"

The two green thunderbolts slashed on the gloves of the universal road cross block again, shaking his palms numb, and he felt it!

"Boom Boom"

Three green thunderbolts slashed down, and the corners of Wanxiang Dao's eyes twitched, I blocked! He rushed into a stream of electricity with both hands and swam in his body, his body trembled, and his teeth gritted loudly. This catastrophe electric shock therapy is not something that ordinary people can bear!

"Bang, pop. ”

The jet-black calamity clouds did not dissipate in Wanxiang Dao's stunned eyes, but were brewing a greater wave of tribulation thunder. Isn't it said that there is a thunderstorm in a thousand years? Could it be that Qintian's little pig has lived to be 3,000 years old?

"Boom"

A thigh-thick red thunderbolt lightly hit Wanxiang Dao's raised glove, causing blood to leak from the corner of his mouth, staggering and almost falling.

"Boom"

Two little finger-wide thunderbolts avoided the universal path and hit Qintian Piggy's body, the first one shattered the white circle of light on its body, and the second hit Qintian Piggy's body tumbling, a piece of bruise and scorched black, and its mouth choked out of beach blood!

Wanxiang Dao looked at the miserable state of it hanging in the middle of the air and kept vomiting blood, and immediately roared angrily at the black thunderclouds: "Damn, there is a kind of rushing at me, what is it to worry about a pig? Come on, Lao Tzu took it all!"

Wanxiang Dao was nervously guarding against the thunderclouds, and the gloves on his hands were ready to go up at all times. Will you provoke the thunder like this to make it angry? If you are angry, you will be angry, and it will come at me!

Strangely, there was no movement in the depths of the thunderstorm clouds for a long time, and they seemed to hesitate or be silent. Eventually, as if they had heard a command, they began to disperse, and the terrifying power inside waned, and at last all that remained in the sky was a few huge white marshmallow-like clouds.

Wanxiang Dao hugged the sleeping Qintian pig and looked at the white belly of the fish in the sky. I couldn't help but wonder in my heart: Is the genius starting to light up, or is it always lit up? Also, when did I have the power to drink the thunder?

Of course, he couldn't forget the message of the blood-colored three-tailed demon fox who looked at him deeply before leaving: "Remember that we don't belong to this world, and the longer we stay, the worse it will be for us!"

When he said "this world", countless purple thunderbolts suddenly appeared in the sky, like a heavenly anger, so that the three-tailed demon fox could not shut up and remain silent!

Is this world different from our earth? It has become an inexplicable taboo?

"Wan family boy, if you want it to get rid of the thunder tribulation, help it become a divine beast! Otherwise, sooner or later, it will not be able to escape the fate of dying in thunder!"

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"Seed Bank" space.

Ireland shook his head at the universal path full of expectations, and replied with regret: "There is no mythical beast in our Irish continent at all, how can we get the way to advance?"

Wanxiang Dao's face was full of decadence, and then he became excited. The will of the Irish plane paused like a prank, and then said as if nothing happened: "There is a holy beast in the Irish plane, and it is also an existence that controls fate!"

"Ireland!"

Wanxiang Dao was extremely angry, ran up and scratched his ribs, and provoked the Irish "giggles" and laughed non-stop, until he raised his hand to beg for mercy.

"Bambates, it's not that simple! Every holy beast is either the object of worship of the believers, or it has made great achievements on the mainland!" Irish Seven-Colored eyes flashed a trace of worry, worried that he would waste his time doing something stupid.

"What do you mean?" Wanxiang Dao looked at Ireland's solemn demeanor and had a bad premonition.

"It's either a guardian beast of a sacred sect, or it needs to be praised by half of the inhabitants of the mainland!" Ireland said helplessly, holding his little face, hoping that he could understand the difficulty, this task is too difficult!

Wanxiang Dao was dumbfounded, to be honest, it was really not ordinarily arduous.

The Holy Sect refers to the sect with gods, they can use the power of the devout faith of the believers, and the entire plane is suitable only for the Temple of Light! Do you want that griffin to retreat and the little pig of Qintian to go up? Even if they agree, what price do they have to pay?

As for asking half of the inhabitants of this continent to praise and praise him, the former Starry Sky Sword Saint Banbets can't do it! His old man slaughtered an evil dragon cow to eliminate harm for the people, but he didn't meet the target! Why don't you try to destroy the entire dragon clan?

Wanxiang Dao's little face was full of unwillingness, and he stared at the seven-colored eyes of the Irish plane: "There must be another way, right? It's just that for some reason you hid it from me." ”

Ireland looked at Wanxiang Dao with a suspicious expression meaningfully, and persuaded him very angrily: "Bambates, how do you think the holy beast came from? It is the reverse application of the life blessing you practice, and it is the blessing of all beings to it. In addition to the above two methods, I really can't think of any other way for it to achieve this transformation of fate in a short period of time!"

Wanxiang Dao looked deeply at Ireland's seven-colored eyes as calm as a deep pool, and was silent for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of stalking.

Whether the will of the Irish plane was unwilling to tell or really did not know, this did not prevent him from asking others about it. For example, Schiller, who is in the capital of the Thorn Flower King, seems to be well-informed. At this point, it is time for him to officially start his planned trip to the royal capital.

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