Above the sky, lightning pierced the clouds and slashed at the lakebed of Shura Lake in the realm of Shura. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Wherever info falls, everything is turned to ashes, destroying the withering and decaying momentum, and it is unstoppable.

Hua Rong, who was standing on the edge of Shura Lake and watching the situation, reacted that the lightning just now was not made by this carp monster.

The already snow-white face suddenly became even more ugly.

This is the heavenly thunder that mortals have experienced, and once it falls, it cannot be avoided.

The three of Zhaoli, who knew everything, followed the bend into the realm of Shura and happened to witness this scene.

The five people had different expressions.

Surrounded by thunder, the multicolored beams of light that were transformed by the face were not weakened, but became more and more intense. The more thunder is approved, the stronger the beam.

Hua Rongdrunk looked at Zhao Li, whose brows were tightly locked on the clouds. Dressed in white and white, with a cold color all around, looking at the strength of his body, he is probably a god who is more than 30,000 years old.

But my heart can't help but fluctuate. More than 30,000 years old, not to mention that cultivating to become a god is an unprecedented thing, he can even take down the Rodo Mota Charm and refine the Hundred Soul Pill, what kind of talent is this.

At this time, the bend that followed Zhao Li behind him, and his fur stood up. The face is wrapped in a multicolored beam of light, and I can't see the situation at all.

Although Zhao Li, who was standing in front, was faintly worried, his expression was very calm.

Originally, the reincarnation of heaven was a natural law. If a mortal wants to become an immortal, he must go through a thunderstorm. After the experience, you can become an immortal, but if you can't go through it, it will be wiped out.

The carp monster has forced out the cultivation in Ah Yan's body, and it is natural that a thunderbolt has landed at this time. If Ah Yan survives the catastrophe, he will be able to live with the sky.

But she swallowed the Hundred Soul Pill, and now the number of cultivation in her body is already the number of cultivation that can be cultivated as a god. The momentum of this heavenly thunder is also the momentum of the god level.

Zhao Li himself easily cultivated into a god with 20,000 years of cultivation, and he experienced the tribulations easily and unscathed. Naturally, he used fifty or sixty thousand years of cultivation to successfully survive the catastrophe, and he was very confident.

What he was worried about was that after Ah Yan had gone through the tribulation, she didn't know what would happen to her. Mortals can become immortals by cultivating immortals, and cultivating demons can become demons. But Ah Yan's cultivation types are mixed, and they come from demons like the Water Stream Immortal Charm Ji, and he doesn't know what Ah Yan will become after the tribulation.

After a stick of incense, the sky thunders.

The multicolored pillars of light that the face has turned explode in all directions. Wherever the colorful light went, the sky and the earth were white.

Zhaoli, Hua Rongdrunk and other five people, only felt that there was light everywhere in front of them.

Between turning over and overturning, in the five-colored light, a woman was as magnificent as the birth of heaven and earth, breaking out of the cocoon.

Where is the original child.

I saw her, in the light, stepping on the clouds dyed red by the morning glow, and walking slowly towards everyone.

Like an ancient god, people can't help but bow down and worship.

"Brother Zhaoli, you're here."

Her voice, as sweet as ever, is less childish and more seductive.

Zhao Li greeted the light and walked towards Xiu Yan.

Hua Rongdrunk waved the phoenix feather fan lightly, and the colorful petals slowly floated down from the realm of Shura.

For hundreds of thousands of years, I have almost forgotten what I look like, but I have never forgotten you. Yes, if you are more mature, it will be completely embroidery.

Five or six-year-old Qingliu stared at her big eyes, blushed her little face, and hid in Wen Yu's arms.

"Sister Xiuyan, why are you more beautiful."

Xiu Yan felt that the more glorious moments in her life belonged to the present, stepping on the morning glow and walking down the stairs, like a fairy.

Such a grand and grand scene, she secretly wanted to extend this moment a little longer.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, she just stepped on the soft cloud, and her heart twitched violently, almost in pain, and she was unconscious. So he stepped on the air and fell straight down from the clouds.

When it fell, it was smashed on Hua Rong, who looked up at her but didn't pick her up.

When it smashed on him, Xiu Yan made a voice in his heart: Good smash!

It didn't take long for me to feel proud, and there was another sharp pain in my heart. With her, all her internal organs began to hurt. The whole body is like a reamer, one place at a time.

This kind of pain spreads from the heart to the whole body. From mild pains to fainting pains. But it doesn't make people die in pain. When she reached the point where she endured the pain, she suddenly didn't feel any pain at all. Then let her take a few breaths of breath and then continue to start, from the heart to the whole body, and so on.

Xiu Yan felt that she had grown up in pain and beatings since she was a child, and no matter how others beat her at that time, she could do it without saying a word and gritting her teeth.

But now, she couldn't help but start humming softly.

Hua Rong, who was pressed under her, also snorted a few times.

Zhao Li picked up Xiu Yan expressionlessly, flew into a guest room in the realm of Shura, and laid a heavy barrier outside.

The attack of the Hundred Soul Pill once every half a month actually came so many days in advance.

In the depths of her face, as soon as her brain was nervous, she began to spin like a fly, and this spin, she actually remembered her various causes and conditions in her previous life.

At that time, she was the princess of the demon world.

Under the knees of the Demon King, such a child came out. So, he raised her both as a son and as a daughter.

But in her opinion, although it is said to be both a son and a daughter. In fact, her mother treats her as a treasure like a girl, and she is doubly pampered and restrained.

Her father, the other ministers of the Demon Realm, were united in their support of the child-rearing strategy for her.

The reasons for this vary.

For her father. He was bent on her taking over his mantle when she became an adult. I feel that if I raise a small family with a daughter's temper in the future, it will be difficult to inherit the unification and reign over the world.

And for other ministers. At that time, they thought that her father and mother were actually born to a little young master.

It's no wonder that she has been dressed as a boy since she was a child, and everyone she has seen only thinks that the young master of the demon world is more delicate. There are no other doubts.

With the boy's origin, plus almost no one is controlled. When she was younger, she did a lot of bastard things.

What made her feel most guilty was that there was a general named Mengyou under her father's command. The fierce right general had a son under his knees, called Fierce Waves.

Fierce waves are almost the same year as retouching. The name is mighty, the appearance is also mighty, and the act is very responsible.

Xiu Yan is very willing to mess with him.

But this fierce wave has a habit of body cleanliness, and is inspirational not to get married, not to take concubines, and not to touch women.

That day, the wind and sun in the demon world were beautiful, and everything was peaceful.

Xiu Yan and the fierce wave came out of the casino, and found that they had gained a lot today, and they won slowly and a big bag of silver had nowhere to squander.

So Xiu Yan proposed to drink and listen to music for recreation.

Fierce Wave had never drunk alcohol and was a little hesitant. Xiu Yan despised him a little.

Looking at the contemptuous eyes of his former friends, the usually majestic waves were a little unhappy, and he walked into the best restaurant in the Demon King City, called Xunxiang Pavilion.

It is said that it is the first choice of dignitaries and nobles in the demon world, and the birthday banquet is called to come here, and the business is extensive.

After three rounds of drinking, the fierce waves burped and poured into the private room of the Fragrance Pavilion.

Xiu Yan was also a little drunk, remembering that her father asked her to go back earlier tonight, saying that someone from the heavenly realm was coming.

She repeatedly carried the fierce waves and couldn't carry it, thought for a moment, and had to call a little servant from Xunxiang Pavilion to come over and ask him to open a room for this young master and have a good rest. He took out a gold ingot, and put it on the table.

Before leaving, the little maid asked her if she needed to order a special service for this master.

After thinking about it, the first time the fierce wave drank alcohol, he might vomit, so it was better to set a special service to look at it.

So he nodded in agreement.

The next day, Meng Lang was in the room of the Fragrance Pavilion, naked and wrapped in sheets, looking at a woman with silky eyes next to him with tears in his eyes. The values that had been held for so many years collapsed.

Not to mention, the originally innocent fierce wave has turned into a blue-faced disaster of how to play with women.

On the way back that day, I was drunk and bumped into a man on the road.

He came from the Heavenly Realm to visit His Royal Highness Zhaoli, the son of the Heavenly Monarch of the Demon Realm.

At that time, there were still a hundred years before the war between gods and demons.