In a counseling room next to the Federal Hospital building, a dark blue glow on an inky bead suddenly flourished.

Like a dazzling blue ball of light, it is suspended in mid-air, reflecting the room as blue as the bottom of the sea.

From inside came a demonic laugh, happy and wicked.

It's so weird that it locks people's minds like black magnets, and it reverberates in the room for a long time.

"O king...... The Most High King, holiness has finally found you. ”

"Congratulations to the Holy Lord, who has found the King at last."

Dr. Zhao staggered and fell to the ground, his head hitting the ground.

His lips trembled, as if he had just been soaked in cold water and had just been fished out, and he felt weak for a while.

Hearing the words coming from the void, the fear in his heart was like vines multiplying wantonly in the bone marrow, spreading to all four limbs.

Now that the man had been found by the devil in front of him, he was of no use.

The end can be imagined, I don't know if there will be no corpse, and the soul will be scattered.

The light on the dark blue ball of light suddenly went out, and a cloud of smoke curled up from above, slowly condensing into a human form.

The Holy looked down condescendingly at the kneeling Doctor Zhao, his expression was full of disgust and contempt, and commanded domineeringly:

"Foolish mortals, sacrifice to me!

I will borrow your body for use. ”

The power of the Daredevil clan has been suppressed on this wild star.

Holiness can't even simulate the two qi of yin and yang, and transform into a human race.

That's why he found this Dr. Zhao, who had a relatively high mental strength compared to others.

Not only can it help you find the reincarnation of the king, but it can also serve as a container for your own arrival in this world.

It can be described as killing two birds with one stone, and the waste is reused.

As soon as his words fell, Dr. Zhao's body stood up uncontrollably, and approached the suspended blue demon soul bead step by step.

Dr. Zhao clenched his teeth, soaked in cold sweat, and the green tendons on his forehead were agitated.

He wanted to regain control of his body, and even the corners of his mouth were bitten, but it was useless.

There was a cold snort of disdain from the smoke, revealing a strong sense of oppression, as if admiring the dying struggle of its prey.

"Poor ant, don't resist any longer.

Be taken away by me! Hahaha......"

Dr. Zhao's hand uncontrollably touched the glowing orb.

His eyes were closed, his face distorted, and his expression hideous, as if he was fighting against some mysterious being.

A sentence suddenly sounded in his head, and in the next second, all the struggling expressions on his face dissipated, like a dead man,

An ethereal spirit like white smoke bounced out of Dr. Zhao's body.

"Doctor Zhao" opened his eyes suddenly, there were no whites in his eyes, only a deep darkness, and a faint blue light flashed under his eyes.

He closed his eyes again, and when he opened them again, they were black and white again.

"Doctor Zhao" shook his neck from side to side and moved his limbs stiffly.

Like a rusty robot, it took a hard step.

The saint tugged at the corners of his mouth, patted his arm on the left side, patted his thigh on the right, and complained secretly:

With a mortal body, it really made him a little unaccustomed.

He glanced at the spirit next to him that was about to dissipate, and subconsciously wanted to devour it.

As if remembering something, his eyes wandered, looking at someone through him, and the movement of his hand trying to absorb the spirit was paused.

As soon as he thought about it, he quickly pinched a spell and reached out to his right side.

A deep crack appeared in the air, and a dark and cold aura continued to overflow from it.

"Let's go...... to the underworld.

The person you're looking for may still be waiting for you in Lethe.

Consider it the reward of your sacrifice to me. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the white smoke bent as if to thank him, and then quickly drifted towards the crack.

The holy face was like frost, and he looked at the vanished crack with some distraction, and shuffled away with weak steps.

Only an inaudible voice was left in the air, revealing an indescribable bitterness.

"I hate this kind of infatuated person the most, and I don't miss it when I see it."

Holiness was in the midst of a slump, when suddenly lightning on the horizon was like a fiery serpent, raging in the surging dark clouds, and thunder roared.

This is...... Thunder!

The holy looked at the clouds in the sky, and suddenly came to his senses, and his face was so gloomy that he could drip water.

Below the clouds was the location he sensed.

"Damn Heavenly Dao!"

The sharp braking of two jeeps rang out outside the hospital building, one after the other.

Song Sizhao's body shook and stepped off the cabin.

Her eyes were like lonely icebergs, there was no trace of warmth in them, and the little bit of temperature that belonged to people disappeared completely.

It seems that it has become tens of millions of years ago, on the Flood Continent, the holy guard who is high above and does not stir up dust.

After Zhu Dafu and Lu Qianzhe glanced at each other, they stood quietly aside, looking at each other without saying anything.

Zhong Lingxin looked sideways at Song Sizhao's figure looking at the hospital building from afar, and pursed his lower lip.

The resentment and resentment in her heart against this person disappeared for some reason.

She didn't know why two people who obviously loved each other should be divided.

At this moment, she felt that this person, who was as sad and desperate as she was before, must have his own troubles.

And now, they have to face the vagaries of God.

"Little Lingxin, this is a thunder tribulation! You let go of that man. ”

Brahma's anxious cry sounded in Zhong Lingxin's mind, and a hint of surprise flashed on his face.

"Thunderstorm?"

"Nine Heavenly Thunders, it will fall soon, you get out of his side quickly."

Zhong Lingxin closed his eyes and was silent, his red lips opened and closed for a long time, and his face returned to his usual calmness.

She slowly raised her eyes and smiled shallowly, but the light in her eyes was as bright as the sun.

"If Lei Zheng wants to touch him, he must first ask me if I agree.

He never let go of my hand, and at this time, how could I leave him.

Unless you die, you will never be born. ”

Zhu Dafu glanced at Brahma, who was anxiously burning on the ground, scratching his ears and cheeks, and then at Zhong Lingxin, who had a determined face.

A trace of distress flashed on his round fat face, and his brow furrowed into a small mountain.

He rubbed his face with his hand, slowly moved to Zhong Lingxin's side, and whispered cautiously:

"I'll help you ......"

A transparent shield lit up instantly, obscuring the top of their heads.

Lu Qianzhe also rushed into the protective shield with an arrow step, crossed his shoulders with both hands, and pretended to be relaxed:

"Lei Zheng is a bird thing, it's all leftovers from my uncle's play."

The corners of Zhong Lingxin's eyes were slightly sore, and the corners of his mouth flashed with a grateful smile.

That smile, like a flower blooming in the cold wind and ice, is a little bleak, but more of a resolute and fearless beauty.

Her heart trembled slightly, and a trace of warmth crossed her eyes.

Ren Mingyu didn't dare to look at Zhong Lingxin's eyes, touched the tip of his nose stupidly, awkwardly for a long time, and said weakly:

"Sweetheart, my ability can't resist the catastrophe, so I won't help."

After a pause, he coughed lightly and said slightly:

"Or ...... I'll refuel you guys in the car. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he ducked back in the car with the soles of his feet smeared with oil.

Everyone: "......"

Zhong Lingxin glanced at Song Sizhao, who was lost and depressed, and the abacus in his heart crackled.

She subconsciously licked her dry lips, and after a moment of silence, she said meaningfully:

"Song Sizhao, I know that you want to save Lan Lan just as much as I do.

Now we only have one person here who can open that space.

That person is Lin Yincheng.

Do you want to continue to stand indifferent? ”

Song Sizhao was slightly stunned, and his cold eyebrows and eyes instantly became dazzling and bright.

The last sentence, like a spark, ignited the dead silence in her eyes.

Her gaze fell on Lin Yincheng for a moment, and a trace of entanglement flashed in her eyes, but she still took a step forward and strode into the protective shield.

Brahma grimaced, sighed softly, and looked at the person inside the shield silently.

That firm and unrepentant gaze made him stunned for a moment, and his thoughts slowly drifted away.

He knew that whatever he said, she wouldn't leave. However, she and that person still didn't end up well.

The blue-purple electric snake in the pitch-black thundercloud swam and rolled, looming.

The astonishing coercion slowly condensed in the sky, and the mighty thunder tribulations fell one after another.

Inside the protective cover, Zhu Dafu was sweating profusely to convey spiritual power, puffing out his round face, and sighed:

"We must hold on, there are only the last three heavenly thunders left."

Lu Qianzhe's face was pale, his lips were chapped, and a little bloodshot overflowed, and he worked hard to dissipate the heavenly thunder.

Song Sizhao's face was calm and calm, his expression was cold, his lips were pursed, and he controlled the thunder and lightning to go in other directions.

Zhong Lingxin squinted slightly, and a yellow halo lit up under his feet.

In an instant, the yellow sand stacked up, and the earth surged upward, beginning to cover the protective shield layer by layer.

"You keep your spiritual power first. Wait until the earth shield breaks, then use the ability. ”

The last three heavenly thunders were even more powerful, and the majestic momentum of destroying the withering and decaying fell straight down, as if to destroy all tangible things under the thunder.

A yellow glow continued to emerge from Zhong Lingxin's palm, and layers of mud and stone enchantments enveloped everyone in it.

Her figure shook slightly, but she frowned and staggered back.

With a crisp click, a crack appeared at the top of the boulder barrier, and it swam away like a spider's web.

"Ready! I can't hold my barrier......"

Zhong Lingxin stood up straight and opened his mouth to remind his companions around him to prepare for the final blow of the Thunder Tribulation.

A strong sense of depression surged from all directions, and everyone held their breath and concentrated, as if they were facing a great enemy, and the spiritual power in their bodies poured out like a tide.

Clusters of spiritual power flickered inside the shield.

Within a radius of 100 meters, it has long been turned into a scorched earth, and the grass and trees have turned to ashes.

The last violent thunder had turned blue-purple, and a powerful coercion had turned into substance.

Like a giant sword that can cut through the moat, it slashes down.

The whole earth trembled slightly!

The sand barrier broke in an instant, turning into yellow sand smoke and dust.

Zhong Lingxin's hands were clenched into fists, and there seemed to be a mountain rock cracking in her brain, and she was dizzy, she could only hug the person in her arms tightly so that she didn't fall down.

Zhu Dafu gritted his back molars, the green tendons on the back of his hands protruded, and his hands against the protective shield couldn't help spasming and trembling

Everyone's hearts hung in their throats.

The line of life and death, success or failure is all in this blow.