After Ah Umbrella devoured the last wisp of the remnant soul, a sense of crisis suddenly arose in her heart, and when she regained complete control of her body, she looked up at the sky and saw a purple thunder slashing towards her.

Nothing is useless, and Ah Umbrella completely gave up all thoughts of resistance or escape at that moment.

Even if it was drowning in a previous life, it can't withstand the current shock. For the first time, Ah Umbrella felt that she was so close to death and could see so clearly.

When Jiufang saw the earth-shattering purple thunder slashing down, his whole body froze in Jiufang Jian and couldn't move.

In the dantian, the flame of the originally burning karmic fire red lotus was in danger and could not be extinguished.

Mo Xian hid in the deepest part of the lotus platform, his whole body trembled, but his eyes had a strange light, intertwined with fear, and there was indescribable beauty.

The movements between heaven and earth seemed to slow down suddenly, and Ah Umbrella watched the purple thunder attack her, full of coercion, irresistible, and devastating ...... Critical Blow.

When people face death, they either lose their lives or walk out of time.

At this moment, Ah Umbrella wonderfully discovered that she seemed to be the one who stayed out of the matter, watching coldly as a purple thunderbolt struck a standstill female monk.

She felt her soul fluttering, and the slightest hint of wind could blow her away.

She watched as the purple thunder approached below, and finally, the purple thunder met the nusity. Ah Umbrella's eyes widened, and she saw that a huge white light suddenly bloomed from the female monk's body, colliding with the purple thunder.

It's like the blending of water and water, nothing earth-shattering, just canceling each other out.

Ah Umbrella suddenly felt that he was getting farther and farther away from the friar. She didn't even know if she still existed. Then she heard a familiar call, calling her name. She wanted to hear who it was, and she ran desperately to the friar.

Getting closer, getting closer.

When she touched the friar, a suction pulled her in.

"Ahh

She heard it again, but now her mind was groggy as if it had been run over by thousands of heavy trucks.

Did she hear me?

Ah Umbrella rolled his eyes, completely unconscious. In the empty woods, only the gray mist that knows no joy and sorrow swims.

At this time, the Wujun Gate fell into a bustle, and the earth-shattering purple thunder affected many disciples physically and mentally. Some of the little disciples whose minds are not tenacious enough. At this time, he was still stunned and did not come to his senses.

Qing Yazi and the other eleven Divine Monarchs flew to the top of the main peak, raising their eyes to look at the whirlpool that was swirling in the sky.

Soon, several more monks appeared near the Wujun Gate. They saw twelve people hanging in mid-air. My heart is full of scruples. They didn't come near Wueven. Just from afar, I also looked up to see the heavy whirlpool in the sky.

Outside the refining road, Zhao Lu's face had long since lost his usual smile. He also looked up at the whirlpool, his face solemn.

At this time, lightning and thunder appeared in the whirlpool.

Qing Yazi and the others had solemn faces, looking at the whirlpool nervously, and there was a faint coercion sprinkled down there, making them not dare to move more.

The lightning and thunder are getting stronger and stronger, as if they are pregnant with something, Qing Yazi's eyes are sharp, and he first saw a purple thunderbolt appear, and his heart trembled, afraid that he would split it again. The previous one slashed straight into the refining path, and I don't know how many disciples were injured. This time, even if he risked his life, he would stop it.

It's just that Qingyazi doesn't have this opportunity.

The sky suddenly rumbled, and the whirlpool hovered slower and slower, and finally gradually became smaller. It seems to be coming to an end. Qing Yazi breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he was still vigilant.

Suddenly, the whirlpool swelled, and a purple thunderbolt slashed down from the whirlpool.

Here it comes!

Qing Yazi clenched the sword in his hand.

In the next moment, the purple thunder that had been split disappeared out of thin air, as if it had been taken back by Shengsheng.

The gloomy sky began to clear and the whirlpools soon disappeared. In less than a moment, the clear blue sky reappeared, with a few clouds floating in the middle of nowhere. Nothing before seemed to have never happened.

Qing Yazi's hand holding the sword slowly let go, and at this time he felt a wetness in his palm, and the hand holding the hilt of the sword was already drenched in dense sweat. The other eleven Divine Monarchs standing beside him were all pale and staring at the sky that had turned blue.

Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the lower level, and the disciples who were originally in the refining path were automatically teleported out by the refining path. It is more appropriate to say that it is a teleportation, but it is more appropriate to say that it is crowded, and one by one the disciples of Wujun are thrown out of the refining path like throwing cabbage.

"Check the casualties, reassure the disciples, and find out the situation."

"Yes, sir."

Outside the refining road, Zhao Lu's eyes swept over the various disciples who were suddenly teleported out, and there were constantly disciples being teleported out, and Zhao Lu's face became more and more solemn.

She hasn't come out yet.

Finally, a slender figure was thrown out, as if unconscious.

Zhao Lu immediately dodged to catch it, and disappeared outside the refining road in the next moment.

Ah Umbrella opened her eyes, and what came into her eyes was the wooden roof, and she could feel that there was still a person beside her, although she didn't know who it was, but she couldn't pay attention to it. At this moment, she greedily looked at the different lines of the crosswood, and then turned her eyes slightly, and saw the greenery outside the window, and the leaves and the sun dancing together. The lingering aroma of herbs in her nose made her feel hungry and thirsty. The gentle sound of the wind in her ears was the most beautiful piece of music for her.

Ah Umbrella turned his head slightly, and saw a white young man sitting on the edge of the bed, holding a jade slip in his hand, and he was fascinated.

Ah Umbrella suddenly felt that this was a very surprising thing, and he could feel that he was still alive. She stretched out a finger and poked it at the boy's somewhat rounded and bulging face, and the boy woke up like a dream.

"Senior sister, are you awake!?" Wan Junlun hurriedly put away the jade slip and looked at Ah Umbrella in surprise.

Hearing Wan Junlun speak, Ah Umbrella was even more happy in his heart, she was still alive, it was good.

"You've slept for seven days."

"I slept for seven days...... Ah Umbrella repeated and said happily, "Yes, I slept for seven days." ”

Ah Umbrella sat up from the bed, her body was healthy and full of energy. At this point she just wanted to eat, and she felt that she must be hungry.

The main hall.

"Master, now that the refining road has been automatically closed, we can't get in, and there's no way to find out what happened inside."

Qingyazi sat on the main seat and did not speak. It is a good thing that the disciples in the sect have not died except for the physical and mental oppression. But in any case, the root cause of this matter cannot be found, and it is another worrying thing.

Abnormality is a demon, if you don't figure it out, everyone is panicking.

There are already rumors outside, and there are strange treasures in the sky, and they are uneven. Nowadays, there are too many people eyeing Wujun, especially those who have seen the power of purple thunder, and they are also eager to try.

Thinking of this, Qing Yazi couldn't help but want to rub his frowning brows, on the way to cultivate, he was greedy for words, and how many heroes were buried.

"Strengthen your defenses and protect the disciples in the sect." Qing Yazi ordered, and turned his gaze to Qinghe on the side, "At this time, it is the time when the affairs of the head of the family are handed over, and I am afraid that this matter will also trouble you a lot." ”

"Yes." Qinghe shook his long eyebrows and said. (To be continued.) )