The anger in Xiao Yumiao's heart.

There are really no words to describe it.

I almost didn't go to find a piece of tofu brain and died.

You must know that Xiao Yumiao originally wanted to borrow the light of the Loose Sect.

Help her fight against the Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation when she ascends against the sky.

But who would have thought that this free-spirited faction would be unable to protect itself at this critical moment.

was killed by the enemy and almost did not cut the grass to the roots.

Or against the sky?

This luck is really against the sky.

It's terrible.

Xiao Yumiao was angry at her bad luck in her heart.

But fortunately, the more difficult it is, the stronger the fighting spirit.

What's more, what Xiao Yumiao is thinking about now is that her fate must be controlled by herself.

So what is done in the sky, and the plan is in the people, and it was changed by Xiao Yumiao to admit death, and the matter is man-made.

Success in the sky?

She wants to try it against the sky.

Although the mind turns a thousand times, it is only the blink of an eye.

And it was the night of the third watch.

Because Xiao Yumiao's sudden breakthrough cross-step promotion out of thin air was like someone detonating the thunder and fire.

The changing color of the sky and the clouds made the night darker.

This made the huge lightning that tore through the dark night sky even more terrifying.

The Nine Heavens Thunder that followed the huge lightning seemed to shatter the dark void.

Outside the barrier shrouded in the void of the Loose Sect, there was an extremely angry and corrupt shout.

"Is this disciple of the Easy Sect stupid, or stupid, what do you want to do? Even when his sect was about to perish, he still thought about breaking through the realm and ascending to the next level......"

A loud "click" interrupted the scolding.

It turned out that the lightning that was thicker than a bucket tore a hole in the enchantment that was cast above Xiao Xiao Yumiao's head.

There were two dull "poofs" from the void, the sound of blood spurting after a severe internal injury.

Then, the huge thunder that seemed to shatter all things in the heavens and the earth completely destroyed the barrier in the void that had just been torn by lightning.

Several blood-spurting sounds of "poof" sounded again in the void.

This was followed by several frightened screams, "Enchantment, hurry, cloth enchantment, or we will all die under this nine-day thunderstorm......"

The lightning that was faster than the other, and thicker than a bucket, was not blocked by the enchantment of the void, and all of them came straight towards Xiao Yumiao.

Even the pouring rain followed from the sky, and it all fell on Xiao Yumiao's body.

Xiao Yumiao almost screamed and lost her voice, and said, "My mother!" And its original form of sitting cross-legged in the air almost fell from the void.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, we have a lightning rod like no other on our heads." Xiao Yumiao began to give herself courage.

Sure enough, when the lightning bolt was about to slash at Xiao Yumiao's body, it was all focused on the lightning rods on the top of his head and on his shoulders.

As the saying goes, electricity is to be conducted, and thunder is to be avoided.

But the place where Xiao Yumiao meditated cross-legged was in the void, and the huge amount of thunder and lightning received on the lightning rod had nowhere to channel.

Water is electrically conductive, and rainwater is, of course, electrically conductive.

The downpour had already drenched Xiao Yumiao's body, and that small appearance was even more watery than the seaweed growing in the sea.

Under normal circumstances, the power overload will trip and break the circuit, or the electricity will catch fire and other accidents.

The lightning rod made by Xiao Yumiao has indeed been experimented with countless times, but it is all placed on the roof, and then the lightning rod receives lightning and directs the lightning to the ground through its special copper plate.

So, now the serious problem comes......

(I'm not very satisfied with the writing.,Revision, revision, revision.,It's past twelve o'clock.,This chapter is not an update on the 11th.) This chapter is for the first deacon in August, Gil. ）