Today's Fengshan, the sky is cloudless, and the birds of all sizes in Fengshan can't be avoided, and there is no lively scene in the past. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

In the sea of Tong, Wutong quietly waited for the arrival of the last thunderstorm. The scent of flowers and trees that used to flow in the air has long since disappeared. Both animals and plants seem to be afraid.

"Girl, are you ready?"

Qianyan asked quietly, reaching out and touching the tall tree trunk, and the place in the palm of his hand could see the bright streamer flashing, which was divine power.

A white gentle divine power was poured into the trunk of the sycamore, and she stretched out all the leaves comfortably.

"Brother Qianyan, thank you, I'm fine, I've experienced it four times, and I'm used to it."

The sycamore still stretched out a small branch, and the leaves at the top rolled mischievously, and gently scratched Qianyan's face by the way, indicating that she was not worried at all.

"What I gave you just now was my divine power, and I can't stay here when you go through the tribulation, but I can perceive everything about you through that trace of divine power, so don't worry."

Qian Yan put down his hand and let the small leaves of the sycamore crawl around on his body, I don't know why, I feel that this thunder tribulation makes him a little uneasy, so this time he will leave a trace of divine power on the sycamore, and his mouth is also saying words to comfort the sycamore, but it seems to be comforting himself.

"Don't worry, it's okay, you have to prepare a lot of delicious food for me, and when I become a human, I must have a good meal."

Wutong still said with a smile, in her opinion, this time is nothing more than the thunder tribulation is a little more powerful, after all, it is the last time, but it is also a little more powerful, so she will not be afraid.

Qian Yan took a step back and turned into a huge phoenix, flying around the sycamore in a circle, the high phoenix roared one after another, the fiery red figure sometimes flew high and sometimes circled, after flying ninety-nine times, Qian Yan slowly landed and returned to the appearance of the white clothes.

"Brother Qianyan, were you praying for blessings just now? It's so beautiful. ”

The sycamore happily shook the branches, and the large leaves looked like the beautiful hair of a young girl, feeling the aura between heaven and earth, until the whole body returned to the previous silence, and the sycamore stopped.

"The nature of the phoenix, pray to heaven and earth, pray for all the well-being of the world, of course, today is for you, silly girl."

Qianyan looked at Wutong dotingly, as long as today passed, he could be with Wutong for a long time, just for this Fengshan Tonghai, and the millions of living beings here will benefit.

The clear sky slowly began to become gloomy, and the top of the head, which was still cloudless, slowly accumulated black and heavy clouds, and the dark clouds gradually thickened and blackened, and floated over. If you look closely, you can also find the light and shadow that flashes in the dark clouds from time to time, that is, the thunder tribulation.

Qian Yan raised his head, and in his obsidian-like eyes, the impending thunder tribulation was clearly imprinted.

Only his face frowned slightly, because the dark cloud looked a little different.

In the calm sea of Tonghai, every tree is trembling in fear, and Wutong feels the pressure that it has never felt before.

"Brother Qianyan, how do I think this thunder tribulation has become so powerful, I can actually feel its coercion before I come over. You see, the trees are scared. ”

Wutong's voice was a little low, and her originally relaxed mood was also a little low, if the power of this thunder tribulation became so strong, she didn't know if she could still deal with it as easily as the previous four times.

The heavy dark clouds drifted slowly with an unprecedented coercion, and in the clouds, powerful lightning flashed, and in the disappearing light and shadow, there was a characteristic purple black.

"Purple black?"

Qian Yan flew into the air, looking at the thunder tribulation that was getting closer and closer, and the flashing purple-black light and shadow surprised him a little.

"Brother Qianyan, you hurry up and get out of here, the thunder tribulation is coming, I'm fine."

Despite the strangeness in his heart, Wutong still said in a relaxed tone, maybe this is what the last thunderstorm was supposed to be.

Looking at the coming thunder tribulation, Qian Yan's brows have been deeply furrowed, according to the previous four thunder tribulations, even if the fifth thunder tribulation that Wutong is going to experience becomes powerful, it is still the original golden yellow, and this purple-black thunder and lightning can no longer make Qian Yan relax.

A powerful coercion swept in, forcing Qianyan to return to the ground. Qianyan began to panic, if even he felt the danger, what should Wutong do?

The Thunder Tribulation came in an instant, and a vast force shot out from the Thunder Tribulation, blocking everything, including the Phoenix Shallow Words. This force formed an enchantment that was only the size of the Sycamore's body, and nothing could come close to it except the Sycamore.

Shallow Yan has already turned into a phoenix form, and he wants to rush into the enchantment again and again, but every time he is blocked by the thunder and lightning that comes with the enchantment, and the gorgeous red feather has also become messy.

"Sycamore!"

Asa screamed sadly, the enchantment was transparent, and purple-black lightning shrouded in it, but he could see everything that happened to the sycamore in the enchantment. The purple-black thunder and lightning slashed at Wutong's body again and again, and it was precisely because of this that Qian Yan hit the enchantment again and again, but that power was so strong that even he, a divine beast, could not succeed.

And the sycamore in the enchantment, she can't hear all the sounds of the outside world, she only knows that this last thunder tribulation is too different, if the previous three times are the degree of tickling, and this time it can be called broken muscles and bones.

It hurts, it hurts more and more, and every time the purple-black thunder and lightning slashes down, it seems to be trying to destroy her soul. Trees are already afraid of the phenomenon of thunder and lightning, not to mention that it is still such a powerful thunderstorm, and Wutong is beginning to be afraid.

The leaves of the trees began to fall one after another, revealing tiny branches and direct exposure to lightning. Sycamore doesn't remember how many times he's been split, but at first he was able to use his divine power to resist, and the roots deeply rooted in the earth were also absorbing the source of the earth, and it was continuously delivered to all parts of the body.

But it was not enough, or the power of thunder and lightning at all. Wutong felt that she was about to break away from her body, the purple-black thunder and lightning seemed to know her weakness, and every time she split down, Wutong felt that she was being stripped of a part of her body, was this to destroy her soul?

If the dryad is stripped away, how can she still become an adult?

The shallow words outside the realm were still impacting the barrier, and he could feel the fear of the sycamore, and watched as the eightieth thunderbolt slashed down, the crown of the sycamore was split in half, and the thunder and lightning quickly descended down the trunk of the tree, reaching the developed root system of the sycamore.

"Ahh

At this moment, Wutong let out a terrible cry, and the root system that absorbed the source of the earth was directly cleaved by thunder and lightning, and she couldn't even use her divine power.

Boom, another thunderbolt with the majesty of thunder, straight down from the depths of the dark clouds, flashing with a thick purple-black light and shadow, and slashed at the sycamore.

The eighty-first thunder, without any preparation for the sycamore, directly divided the trunk of the sycamore into two, mixed with the purple-black thunder and lightning, and a dazzling ball of intense green light flew out of the sycamore body, and disappeared in place with the thunder and lightning.

The heavy coercion dissipated in an instant, the sky returned to clearness, the dark clouds disappeared, and the barrier that blocked the words suddenly disappeared.

Shallow and distracted walked to the body of the sycamore, the sycamore that was leafy in the past has long since become mutilated at this moment, the tree spirit has disappeared, and the sycamore is just a tree. After a long period of 100,000 years, I was suddenly scared at this moment.