This time, with Yan Jiu and Yan Jun on the side to help, Yan Xiaoqi was not as difficult as during the 19th Thunder Tribulation, but the immortal power was too depleted, and there was no time for her to meditate and refine the elixir, and then the subsequent thunder robbery was afraid that it would be very difficult.

"Hey, don't be stupid, isn't it just a woman, the old doesn't go and the new doesn't come. Death is dead, you have been thinking about what to do, hurry up and collect your heart, and help that girl arrange the formation. ”

The seven-tailed civet cat's big paw slapped vigorously on Qingshuang's heart, directly waking him up.

The fierce beast doesn't understand human emotions, and years of torment and hard searching have only brought such an unspeakable result, and he is really unbearable at this time.

He hung his head, took the array plate handed over by the seven-tailed civet cat like a walking corpse, and walked slowly to Yan Xiaoqi's side, and Sanjiu's thunder had fallen.

Not only does the energy contained in the thunderbolt become larger and larger, but the range of attack becomes larger and larger when it falls.

The immortals and demons who couldn't stand such an momentum, and they were lucky enough to stand on the mountain road, slipping down the mountain all the way down the path, and at this time, no one cared about the immortals and demons, and they all ran desperately towards the outside of the Valley of Gods and Demons.

The other people who didn't have time to exit the mountain were affected by this thunder and lightning, and they all used their housekeeping skills, and Hexuanzi, who had been squatting on the Zhentian Monument to watch the excitement, finally noticed that something was wrong.

The devastating power of the thunder and lightning had the effect of reducing the soul!

"Okay, you Mo Ye, you dare, you dare to invite thunder to attack me!"

He Xuanzi couldn't stay calm anymore, and wanted to retract the Zhentian Monument in panic but found that he was locked by the thunderbolt, and his soul couldn't move for half a minute.

Mo Ye looked at the panicked crowd and laughed, and his eyes fell on He Xuanzi as soon as he rolled his eyes: "Otherwise, why do you think I want to give this girl such a big chance?" Didn't you say that if the Zhentian Monument doesn't fall, you won't be destroyed? I want to see if this Zhentian Monument doesn't fall, and if you really won't be destroyed. ”

After blocking the last 39 Thunder Tribulation, the Qiankun fan in Yan Xiaoqi's hand turned into pieces and fell to the ground like a light bell.

The frost beside her finally came back to her senses in the roar, and quickly shot to lay down the formation in the interval between the thunderstorms.

"I'll help you."

Like a joke in the fairy world so people in front of the face of the face, the return to the god of Qingshuang has a will to die in his heart, if he is destined to have no face to see people, it is better to do the last bit of strength for this fairy world.

Along with the forty-nine thunderstorms, Qingshuang was already holding his sword to slash at the thunderstorms, and the provocative behavior made the clouds accumulate anger, and followed by the thunderstorms of fifty-nine and sixty-nine.

"Your Excellency!"

When everyone went down the mountain like refuge, Xiao Eighteen, who had disappeared for a long time, ran to the top of the mountain with Feng Ke, who had finished his enlightenment, and as soon as Feng Ke jumped off Xiao Eighteen, he saw the tattered Qingshuang standing beside Yan Xiaoqi like a bloody man.

Holding his sword, he stood there unruly, looking up at the clouds above him.

A hundred years of enlightenment under the tree only strengthened her determination that she could not give up on Qingshuang, and the hundred-year dream made her understand that Qingshuang was not her calamity, but a part of her soul that had been integrated into the essence and blood.

She couldn't let him go, let alone let go, and if she wanted to redeem herself, she could only continue along that difficult road.

So when she woke up under the tree and knew the current situation, she rushed over with all her strength despite Feng Tian's dissuasion, but she didn't expect to see such a shocking scene.

A familiar voice sounded in the distance, Qingshuang lowered his head and saw the figure that had been haunting him all these years, Feng Ke who walked out from under the ancient tree had a calmness that he had never seen before, but between his flying eyebrows and eyes was the emotion he had always been familiar with.

Why did he push her out of Frost Blossom Mountain in the first place? Qingshuang frowned and thought about it desperately, but she didn't want to think of the word Lingrui at all.

"Retreat a little further away with your grandfather, there is some danger here."

The already stiff face could no longer pull out the shallow smile that fascinated Feng Ke, he had countless regrets in his heart, each and every one was like a heart-devouring ant, biting him little by little, making him difficult to breathe.

The heart is gone, what does he have to rely on to be good to her?

The old phoenix raised his hand and grabbed Feng Ke's back collar and threw her behind his subordinates: "Don't let your grandfather be distracted, do you know?" I'm going to help him. ”

Although Qingshuang was on the side to help, this robbery was originally summoned by Yan Xiaoqi, and they were all slashing at her, at this time she was no better than Qingshuang, her outer clothes were already scorched and tattered, revealing the soft armor inside.

The lightning that drilled into the body swam through the meridians, bringing out the pain that burned everything.

There was no time to sit on the ground to heal her wounds, and she had no choice but to bite her lip.

The clouds above her head were still rolling, and she was really lucky to get the terrible Ninety-Nine Thunder Tribulation.

"Mo Ye, you are about to let the clouds in the sky disperse, quickly, quickly."

He Xuanzi, who was locked with his soul on the Zhentian Monument, was already weak and was about to dissipate in this world at any time, he was unwilling, he tried his best to plot for tens of thousands of years, and set up a secret realm of organs, in order to cultivate for ten thousand years.

Now that success is in sight, let him be completely lost like this, how can he be willing!

"Scattered? This kind of Ninety-Nine Thunder Tribulation is that your master back then has no way to do it here, hehehe, isn't it very unwilling? You should know that the retribution of the Heavenly Dao cycle is not happy, and you planted such a cause in the first place, you must know that there will be such a fruit as it is now, enjoy the last moments of your life, and take a look at the world that you have long been tired of. ”

Mo Ye put his hands behind his back and pulled Xiao Ran to stand aside, leisurely only a pot of tea and a handful of melon seeds.

"You let me go, I'm going to help." Xiao Ran's heart was hanging on Yan Xiaoqi, who had blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, but no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape Mo Ye's big hand.

"It turns out that you are not a dead wood pimple," Mo Ye snorted twice, only to feel that it was a pity: "It's rare to have a girl you can fancy to, but it's a pity that this girl's Yuan Yin has been lost, and she is no longer worthy of the position of the queen of demons." ”

"I never wanted to be a Demon Emperor."

"Really? That's really a pity," Mo Ye smiled very much: "But you also have to know that only by being a Demon Emperor can you truly do what you want, and aren't you curious?" What strange and interesting places await us when we fly out of this world? You don't want to check it out? ”

Of course he was curious!

Xiao Ran's struggle eased slightly, making Mo Ye very satisfied and said again: "Don't worry, that girl has a big life, you will only bring her trouble in the past, she will encounter the Ninety-Nine Thunder Tribulation this time, and it is also because there are too many demons on this mountain, and that Tribulation Cloud wants to purify them all." ”

All impure energy needs to be purified, which is the most fundamental attribute of thunder and lightning.

Because there are too many demons on this mountain, the clouds can't distinguish the original realm of the people who crossed the tribulation, so the number of thunderstorms has risen again and again, and it has become the current ninety-nine.

Qingshuang, Yanjiu, and Old Phoenix took turns to help, but by the end of the Ninety-Nine Tribulation Thunder, everyone was already powerless.

The long sword in Yan Jiu's hand had been struck by lightning to the size of a palm, and half of the old phoenix's hair had been chopped off.

The seven-tailed tanuki had already been deprived of the formation set up by Qingshuang, and several fierce beasts had all come forward to help.

"Xiao Qi, how are you?"

Yan Jiu looked at Yan Xiaoqi who fell to the ground worriedly, the thunder accumulated in mid-air was already thicker than the trunk of the ancient sycamore tree, how could this last thunder tribulation be survived!

"Father, you all go down, this is my own calamity, and it is not easy for you to help me get here."

Yan Xiaoqi struggled to get up from the ground, her eyes fell on the Zhentian Monument not far away, Hexuanzi's soul was already weak and could not be detected, and the last thunder fell, no matter whether she could survive it or not, then Hexuanzi was afraid that his soul would be completely scattered.

He dissipated, and everything he painstakingly laid out back then should also dissipate, will they be able to come out of the bottom of the monument?

Yan Xiaoqi raised his hand and wiped the blood on the corner of his lips, he hadn't seen him for almost a hundred years, but he knew that he had always missed him?

If he had always been conscious, he would have known that because they had concentric knots, and she was sending her thoughts through concentric knots every day.

On the pitch-black canopy, dazzling silver light emerged from the clouds, and the huge pillar of thunder rushed, smashing towards the top of the mountain with earth-destroying energy.

Yan Xiaoqi faced the thunderstorm and quickly mobilized all the immortal power in his body, and poured it into all the immortal weapons that could still be used.

"Help me tell Ke'er that I've regretted it since the day she came down the mountain, but I haven't found a chance to atone for my sins."

Qingshuang turned his head and smiled miserably at Yan Xiaoqi, only then did he realize that he was also a selfish person, Lingrui would abandon him and willingly give birth to a son for Mo Ye, and when he faced the fall, he also wanted Feng Ke not to forget him.

This is good, this is good, he has lived a long tens of thousands of years in remorse and suffering, and at the end of his life, let him be selfish again.

His gaze fell on the slender figure in the distance, he was a man cursed by fate, and no one would be happy with him.

It's just, can you not forget him?

Can thoughts confirm that he existed?

Qingshuang greedily engraved the figure in his heart, his eyes were reluctant to take it back, but his body had already flown up and blocked the thunder pillar that was splitting.

It is recorded in secret history that with life as a sacrifice, the thunder will be shocked and become gentle and tame. If the fairy world can't do without Yan Xiaoqi, then there is no such big joke as him.

Isn't it ridiculous that he left in such a way that would make others remember him?

The consciousness slowly dissipated, and it turned out that the extinction was not as terrible as imagined, but what should I do if I felt regret and reluctance? The girl who cried into tears will not forget him...

If you forget, forget it.

Yan Xiaoqi came back to her senses after Qingshuang flew up, and she hurriedly greeted her, but someone was willing to sacrifice her life for this huge thunder, and after the thunder pillar completely devoured Qingshuang, the momentum that fell on Yan Xiaoqi was no longer so fierce.

The silvery thunder enveloped her in it, and the gentle power of thunder and lightning drilled into her body, thoughtfully combing her meridians and repairing her injuries.

Yan Xiaoqi didn't care about repairing and refining his body, he only went crazy and looked for Qingshuang's figure in this thunder and lightning, but in a piece of silver and white, the gray figure had already dissipated.

The second time she was quenched by lightning, her body had become extremely tame, and after a quarter of an hour, the thunder light had dissipated from her body, sending her intact to everyone.

"Little Seven?"

Yan Jiu never thought that Yan Xiaoqi would survive the last thunderstorm in such a way, and someone who had no deep friendship sacrificed his life for her, how could they repay such a great affection?

When the huge thunder and lightning light group left, it also took away the unwilling and unwilling figure on the Zhentian Monument, and it took thousands of years of painstaking planning, but in the end it was difficult to escape such a result.

Is this the law of heaven and earth? There was such a question in everyone's mind.

"Clear frost, clear frost!"

Feng Ke cried and ran from a distance, shaking Yan Xiaoqi's shoulders vigorously: "What about adults, where did adults go, Xiaoqi, can you tell me?" ”

Yan Xiaoqi looked at a clear sky in a daze, and the deep blue made people unable to see the previous hideousness.

"Feng Ke, he asked me to tell you that he has regretted it since the day you came down the mountain, he wants to find a chance to redeem it, but he has never found a chance to atone for his sins, he, I don't think he wants you to forget him."

"Bastard, what a bastard!" Feng Ke hugged Yan Xiaoqi and roared and cried: "Why didn't he tell me personally, why not?" Why does he think I must remember him instead of hating him!

"He's a bastard, the biggest bastard."

The empty heart finally had nothing to fill, Feng Ke suddenly let go of Yan Xiaoqi and ran all over the mountain, shouting Qingshuang's name loudly as he ran.

"Old God-kun, I'm sorry."

Yan Xiaoqi bowed down and apologized to the old phoenix, she never thought that it would become the current situation, she didn't want to get back together with Feng Ke in such a situation, and she didn't want to use a good friend's sweetheart to achieve herself.

"Silly girl, it's his own demons, and he can't get out of his demons, so what does it have to do with you. I'm here for you, you don't have to worry. ”

The old phoenix patted her shoulder and sighed to chase Feng Ke, which was an ending that no one could predict.

Without the spirit that forcibly fused into one, although the Zhentian Monument in the distance was broken, it was no longer as holy and high as before, and the bottom of the monument slowly exploded into a narrow slit, revealing the pitch-black corridor inside.

Years of hard searching are for this moment, Yan Xiaoqi ran to the narrow slit without wiping away his tears.

The corridor was cold and damp, not bottomless as imagined, Yan Xiaoqi jumped in and ran only a few steps, and saw the big red figure that made her feel distressed through the faint light.

"You're here?"

"Yes, I said that I could find you at the ends of the earth, and I always mean what I say."

"Yes, my little seven is the most powerful, it only took so little time to find it."

"That is, you still owe me more, and I have to get it back one by one, how can I let you get away with it."

Yan Xiaoqi wiped her tears and looked at Xi Yu, who was extremely weak, she didn't know whether to be happy or happy, she wanted to bow her head and kiss the corners of his lips and eyes, but she was afraid that he would be too weak to touch herself.

She looked at him cautiously, watching the peach blossom eyes glow with charming colors because of her arrival, and the grief in her heart was half smoothed out, she bent down to stop and pick Xi Yu up from the ground.

"You're going to take me out like this?!"

Xi Yu wanted to jump out of her arms, although he was not a machismo, but he was carried out by Yan Xiaoqijiao like this, how would he mix in the fairy world in the future?

was rescued by her with a thunderbolt and was forced to be helpless, so weak and held in her arms, how would he show his strength in the future?

It's really a hell of a princess hug, no, he can't go out like this, he has to resist.

"Then what should I do, carry you out? Now I am your prince, you obediently be my princess, let me take you home. ”

Go home?

Xi Yu's heartstrings trembled, and he couldn't care about the face problem, his eyes fell on her embarrassed cheeks, he wanted to raise his hand to wipe her tears, and tell her that all disasters in the future would be fought by himself.

They will surely have countless beautiful mornings and sunsets, and each of their days will be the last day of their lives, forever as brilliant as summer flowers, and never wither.

(End of full text)