After that thunder entered Shui Qingli's eyebrows, she was not surprised, but she quickly calmed down her mood and experienced the thunder swimming in her body. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Such a picture appeared in front of Shui Qingli's eyes.

It was a world different from the demon world, and there was not the slightest demonic power on the people who came and went.

The way they traveled was not on their legs, not on horses, not even on any living creatures, but on all sorts of strange things.

These are not the places that attract the most water.

There, the air was filled with sand and dust, which flew for a while and then covered the dead trees beside the roadside.

The trees by the roadside, like the hands of a shriveled old man, were wrinkled and withered, with teeth and claws, but not a single green leaf.

Shui Qingli saw a lake, which was more of a quagmire than a lake.

There was apparently no living creature in the lake, and there were some disgusting white foam floating on it, as well as something black resembling mud deposited on it.

There was a man who was tightly wrapped in a white powdery substance that had sprinkled into the lake, and his mouth was covered with a thick layer of covering, and it was evident from his frown that he was in a very unhappy mood at this time.

Where could this be? Before Shui Qingli could think about it, she saw a flat field.

A huge mushroom cloud rose, and even if Shui Qingli saw only the illusion of the Heavenly Dao Thunder, she could feel the horror of the temperature at that time.

It was a destructive force, and in the face of this power, Shui Qingli even trembled slightly.

But at this moment, she saw a figure, familiar and unfamiliar.

Seeing the firelight gradually swallowing up the figure, Shui Qingli felt as if her heart had been cut into pieces, and she wanted to shout the word 'no', but she was choked on.

She stared blankly at the firelight, overwhelmed and lost.

At this moment, the Ninth Thunder Tribulation flashed with purple light in a graceful posture and smashed towards Shui Qingli like a ball.

Huo Jiaolie thought that it would be easy for Shui Qingli to dodge, but he was wrong, when the ball of light smashed towards Shui Qingli, Shui Qingli was still sluggish and did not make any dodge moves.

The ball of light smashed directly into Shui Qingli's body.

The twenty-four lightning protection crystals instantly emitted a dazzling light, and at the same moment, they exploded at the same time as if they had been discussed, bright and dazzling, and shattered into slag.

The color of the ball of light was a little darker, but it still hit the water Qingli.

At this time, Huo Jiaolie was still five steps away from her.

A layer of purple light began to attach to Shui Qingli's body, and it made a 'crackling' sound. The purple light was still spreading.

Her body began to slowly shrink and turned into a white cat.

Shui Qingli was directly beaten back to his original form.

The ball of light is still approaching.

And at this time, the fire arrogance arrived.

He grabbed Shui Qingli and exposed his back to the ball of light.

Just as the ball of light hit him, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly lit up.

If there is an emotion in the sky, then now he is angry!

Huo Jiaolie took this thunder tribulation, but the expression on his face was not very good-looking, he put Shui Qingli aside, and said gently: "Li'er, you wait for me here, I'll be back soon." ”

There was still no color in Shui Qingli's eyes.

This was supposed to be the last thunderstorm. But due to the arrogant addition of fire, the sky that should have been lit up became even darker. Black to thick.

There was a rumbling in the sky, and from time to time there were flashes of lightning, and suddenly, two 'lanterns' were the first to appear from the clouds.

Then, a golden dragon burst out of the clouds, its huge body almost blocking half of the sky.

He knew that what was coming would be strong, but he didn't know that it was it! Huo Jiaolie knew that it would be a tough battle, but he also knew that he couldn't drag it out.

Shui Qingli is still waiting for him, he wants to go back soon.

The tenderness in his eyes flashed, Huo Jiaolie's body was full of anger, he directly sacrificed the demon pill, and took out his own weapon, this is the first time Huo Jiaolie really took out his natal weapon - Nanming Lihuo Sword.

This sword of the Southern Ming Dynasty from the fire is the ancestor of Bodhidharma to take the real gold of the West, and the essence of the fire from the south is melted and refined, which contains the wonder of mutual birth and mutual restraint in succession. When it was found, it was sealed in the snow-capped mountains, and the sword box was engraved with "Xuantian Strange Treasure, Leave for the Remainder".

When it comes out of the sheath, the momentum is like a rainbow, and the light is hundreds of zhang, which is magnificent and abnormal.

After tossing and turning, it was in the hands of Huo Jiaolie.

Because the sword qi is too strong, Huo Jiaolie never uses this sword easily, and keeps it in his own demon pill to meet unexpected needs when encountering strong enemies.

Now, it's time for it to do its job!

The golden dragon looked at Huo Jiaolie with a provocative eye, hovering in the air, approaching Huo Jiaolie little by little.

Huo Jiaolie was not in a hurry or impatient, he clenched the Nanming Lihuo Sword in his hand, and carefully observed the flaws of the golden dragon.

After all, there is still no IQ of the Thunder Tribulation, no matter how strong it is, it is still just a Thunder Tribulation, and the golden dragon surrounded the fire arrogantly.

There was no fancy, the fire was arrogant, and the sword qi went towards the dragon head with the flames.

The golden dragon didn't dodge and was beaten.

It roared, its tail flicking wildly into the flames.

The volume of the golden dragon and the fire is completely disproportionate, just like an elephant and an ant, which is very exaggerated.

Huo Jiaolie did not dodge, and took the blow hard, swinging the sword in his hand at a strange speed, as if drawing an ancient charm, which was dizzying.

The hand fell, the sword was closed, and the scales of the golden dragon were cut off one after another, flames attached to them, and the sword qi raged under its skin. It rolled in pain, roared, roared, opened its jaws, and spewed out balls of thunder that smashed everywhere.

The thunderball landed on the ground, and it was immediately black.

The fiery demon pill began to spin, and many lotus-like flames pounced on the electric ball, enveloping it and devouring it.

Turning sideways, jumping into the air, Huo Jiao flew Nan Ming away from the fire sword, drawing a long rainbow that pierced through the golden dragon's head.

The golden dragon exploded instantly, and the wave of qi it brought up shook the fire arrogantly and took a few steps back, and the sky was dotted with stars, announcing the death of the golden dragon.

It's dawn. The clouds gradually dispersed, and the original blue sky was restored.

Huo Jiaolie stabilized his body, withdrew the demon pill, and turned around, only to find that Shui Qingli was gone!

Anxious, angry, anxious, and carefully searched around, but there was still nothing.

Shui Qingli has been beaten into her original form, if someone takes advantage of her own fight to take her away, it is not impossible, but how does this person hide his own perception? The fire and arrogance of the mind is turning so fast, it is almost impossible to hide from himself, what is the origin of this person who took Shui Qingli? Will he hurt Li'er?

Qi and blood surged, and Huo Jiao couldn't hold it, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

When fighting against the golden dragon, in order to end the battle quickly, Huo Jiaolie adopted the method of exchanging injuries for injuries, forcibly killing the golden dragon, and he was also hit by the tail of the golden dragon.

Dragon, this race has a unique strength, plus the golden dragon has the bonus of thunder and lightning, and the fire is actually very heavy.

Now that Shui Qingli is missing, he is anxious and angry, and his demonic power is unbalanced, which seriously affects the original injury.

A trail of blood snaked up to Huo Jiaolie's chin, but he didn't pay attention to it, and inserted Nan Mingli's fire sword on the ground, Huo Jiaolie stabilized his body, and murmured, "Li'er, where are you?" (To be continued.) )