The night is dark, the stratus clouds are flying, the silver snake-like lightning, the edge of the dark golden clouds, the thousands of miles of desert sky at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, ploughing out the confession.

"Boom!" With a bang, the thunderstorm finally broke the silence of the night again, and the sky and the earth instantly became white and bright, outlining the black shadows on the peach trees of the Yang Mansion, and between the shadows of those vertical and horizontal and demonic trees, there were several darker shadows, which were the people of the Yang Mansion.

"At the behest of the Emperor of Heaven, someone is beating the drum of heaven today and adhering to the decree of the God of Creation. Seventy-seven and forty-nine thunderbolts to prove the way of heaven! ”

The voice of the thunder and lightning mother came slowly from the clouds, and unlike the thunder of the Heavenly Dao, the power of the thunder and lightning seemed to be three points less this time.

But even so, no one present could put their hearts back in their stomachs, and no one could resist a hundred and thirty heavenly thunders!

Qingyuan Zhenjun, Yuding Zhenren, Roaring Sky Dog, Meishan Brothers, Chenghuang, and even Emperor Xin, are all healing Su Xiaoxiao's injuries, and all kinds of mana are constantly sent into Su Xiaoxiao's body, and gradually, her consciousness began to slowly clear up, but because the injury was too serious, she was still pale in the face.

Seeing that so many people were thinking about herself, the corners of Su Xiaoxiao's mouth barely pulled out a smile, it's so good, she is not lonely at all.

"Second brother, I'm ......"

Without waiting for Su Xiaoxiao to finish speaking, a thunderbolt fell towards Su Xiaoxiao.

Qingyuan Zhenjun's eyes quickly turned into an enchantment and blocked the falling thunder.

Taking advantage of this gap, Su Xiaoxiao still had the heart to complain: It's really okay for her to split alone, and she doesn't give people time to prepare, so she will split when she says it!

Seeing that the thunder was menacing, Qingyuan Zhenjun released his coercion, and said loudly to the thunder male and electric mother on the clouds:

"Please report to His Majesty the Emperor immediately, and I implore His Majesty the Emperor to stop thundering in the name of the first disciple of the three generations of the sect!"

For thousands of years, Qingyuan Zhenjun rarely walked in the heavenly realm in this capacity, most of the time he was called the "Prince of the Golden Flower" by all over the world, but no immortal did not remember his identity as the head of the three generations of the teaching, after all, Qingyuan Zhenjun was sanctified in the flesh, but he had already crossed the Golden Immortal and merged into the quasi-holy realm at the age of a thousand years, and the teachings were notoriously short-sighted.

Now for the sake of his sister, Qingyuan Zhenjun is the first time to speak to his colleagues in such a tone.

"This, don't embarrass us, the rules are set by the God of Creation, and Your Majesty also abides by the law!"

Ninety thousand miles between heaven and earth, the immortals are all deaf and clear-sighted, and the words of Qingyuan Zhenjun were transmitted to the ears of Lei Gongdian Mother without any difference, and the hand of the thunder paused slightly.

Although he was jealous of Qingyuan Zhenjun from the bottom of his heart, the will of the Emperor of Heaven could not be violated, which made Lei Gongdian's face look embarrassed.

"That, that, can't that be punished another day?" The roaring dog, who didn't know the inside story, said to the thunder male and electric mother.

"No, the decree of the God of Creation will be punished within two hours after the drum of heaven is sounded."

Lei Gongdian glanced at each other, I'm afraid today's errand will not be good.

"Second brother, I can do it myself."

Vaguely seeing Lei Gongdian's embarrassed expression, Su Xiaoxiao slowly stood up straight with the strength of Qingyuan Zhenjun, shaky and vulnerable.

"Tiny, don't be reckless."

"Four girls, we are responsible for the big things!"

"That's right, Fourth Miss, we're not afraid of them!"

"Fourth sister, wait for Doudou to wake up, see how you coax it!"

Everyone in the Yang Mansion stepped forward to persuade Su Xiaoxiao, but Su Xiaoxiao just shook his head.

"It's so stubborn."

Emperor Xin snorted lightly, and sat back on the stone bench to drink tea by himself.

Everyone ignored his moodiness and only threw their hearts on Su Xiaoxiao's body.

"I know that everyone is for my good, I'm not stubborn, since the rules are like this, others can stand it, I can also stand it, don't let other immortals feel that it is our Yang Mansion to take the same privilege."

Su Xiaoxiao's words were intermittent, and the wounds on her body oozed blood again with her movements, which was shocking to watch.

"Xiaoxiao, you can't hold it, the last one who beat the heavenly drum was the creator god Zhaoyang."

Qingyuan Zhenjun took Su Xiaoxiao's hand and told the truth one by one, his tone was full of distress and helplessness.

After listening to Qingyuan Zhenjun's explanation, Su Xiaoxiao was speechless in her heart, isn't this a cheat!

But since she did this, she will bear any consequences herself!

"Second brother, I'm also a golden immortal now, how can I know if I don't give it a try?" After straightening out her torn dress, Su Xiaoxiao stood up straight and smiled back at this group of relatives who cared about her.

With this smile, the ice and snow melted, and flowers bloomed, and in a trance, Qingyuan Zhenjun felt that Su Xiaoxiao's smile was familiar.

Seeing that it was really impossible to have both, Yuding Zhenren suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he couldn't help but split, but he didn't say that he couldn't split slowly, and he just finished splitting within the specified time.

"I said, let's discuss it carefully, two hours to split, that is, four hours, now it is only an hour and two hours before the four girls beat the drum, you set aside an hour for us to heal, and the remaining hour is not too late to split!"

Yuding Zhenren shook the pu fan in his left hand, and he was light and light, as if he was talking about something inconsequential, but the sword in his right hand was a Jin Ge killing.

"This ......" Lei Gongdian looked at each other, maybe it could!

"I think this method is feasible." Qingyuan Zhenjun had already shown his three-pointed and two-edged sword as he spoke, and now he was not discussing with them, but he had to do so.

"Okay." I really can't afford to offend the teachings, Lei Gongdian Mother immediately agreed to their request, anyway, if the Emperor of Heaven is responsible, Qingyuan Zhenjun will definitely intercede for them.

After a lot of coercion and temptation, everyone in the Yang Mansion bought time for Su Xiaoxiao to heal, and a group of people hurriedly pulled her into the house to heal.

Of course, Lei Gongdian Mother naturally accompanied Emperor Xin to drink tea together.

On Canglan Mountain, the third virgin Yang Chan sent away the nine-tailed fox Ru Yan and received a letter from her second brother: If you are in trouble, return quickly!

When the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan was anxious, a cyan figure quietly returned to Canglan Mountain, and the Yunyao Divine Monarch, who had been in retreat for a long time, slowly woke up.

"Thank you to the Three Holy Ladies for protecting the Dharma for this monarch."

Getting up from the stone bed, the spring color of the Yunyao Divine Monarch faction was light.

"It's a trivial matter, it's not enough to worry about, and there are important things in the family, so I will leave."

Put away the Baolian lamp, and the three virgins Yang Chan bowed softly and hurriedly drove back to the clouds.

"If you don't mind, Benjun will go with the Three Holy Mother."

"The Divine Monarch is at his own convenience."

At the same time, Fairy Chang'e, who was far away in the Guanghan Palace, also received the same letter.

"Yushu, Yushu, you were cut down unjustly."

……

The hour had come, Su Xiaoxiao walked out of the house, facing the fierce wind, she was about to start to meet the remaining forty heavenly thunders.

"Thunder Male Lightning Mother, please."

Su Xiaoxiao made a gesture of please, as if it was an inconsequential matter.

"Offended."

The Thunderbolt Mother returned the favor slightly, then returned to the clouds to continue the execution.

In the worried eyes of everyone, Su Xiaoxiao stood straight, and Han Mei was arrogant, nothing more than that.

One, two, three, four......

Dao Heavenly Thunder fell ruthlessly, and Su Xiaoxiao, who had already suffered eighty-one Heavenly Thunder, was already at the end of the crossbow at this time, just holding on.

"It's too hard to be an immortal......"

Su Xiaoxiao barely turned out the golden light support of the protective body, but it was just a drop in the bucket.

Another thunderbolt fell, the expected pain did not come, and in the deafening roar, a light blue light penetrated the darkness and entered Su Xiaoxiao's pupils.

Su Xiaoxiao opened her eyes in surprise, and the light blue barrier shrouded her, like a pair of gentle hands embracing her, blocking this thunder.

touched the hosta on her head, this was a gift given to her by Yunyao Shenjun a hundred years ago.

The soft blue light is a little dim, and the edges of the light curtain are blurred, as if the transparency is about to dissipate.

On that day, it was Yunyao Shenjun who rescued her from the Lechuan River.

This time, I owe him a favor again......

The thirtieth heavenly thunder fell, hugging Su Xiaoxiao's light blue barrier was finally about to dissipate, and thin cracks appeared on the light curtain, as if it was about to shatter in the next second.

Suddenly, a ray of light slowly poured into the light curtain that was about to shatter, and it stood still in the roar of thunder.

The blue light was reflected in the eyes of everyone, dazzling.

"We're here to help you, too!"

There are thousands of voices coming from the book of tracing the world, men and women, old and young, thousands of voices converge, in the roar of heavenly thunder and punishment, weak but firm, like a torrent of water.

"It's the prayer of the spirits of the dead in Asaka Castle!"

Emperor Xin got up suddenly, and the wide robe and big sleeves swept away the fragrance of tea on the ground.

"Apprentice, let's come too!"

Yuding real people are very excited to see this, this is really good!

All kinds of light points in the sky gathered on Su Xiaoxiao's side, gently and slowly caressing her face, and then facing the thunder to protect the scarred Su Xiaoxiao.

Human beings must not violate the way of heaven, and the way of heaven must not violate all sentient beings.

The innkeeper, the pair of sisters and brothers, the poets of various dynasties, the generals who defended their homes and countries, thousands of ordinary people, and those few nights, the lights of thousands of homes reflected in Su Xiaoxiao's eyes, their beliefs and wishes, through the barrier of the book of tracing the world, turned into this little bit of starlight, little by little against the will of the Heavenly Dao, with the most faint, but also the most indestructible power in the Three Realms, guarding the gods who guarded them.

It was she who saved my sister and brother who I didn't know; It was she who went deep into the palace of the Shang king by herself and brought them out of a dream; It was even more of her who used all her life to beat the drum of heaven, just to give them justice!

In a flash. The blue light rushed into the sky, blooming with a brighter and fiery light than the thunder.

"What's going on, how do I feel like there's something coming out of my body?"

Under the blow of the heavenly thunder, Su Xiaoxiao's body began to change, and the large and small wounds on her body began to heal, and the torn dress also returned to its original state.

It turned out that because of the inspiration of the majestic prayer, the Xuanyuan Sword that was sealed in Su Xiaoxiao's body broke through the shackles and returned to the world.

The Xuanyuan Sword was reborn, and the ancient artifact erupted with a strong golden light that enveloped the crumbling Su Xiaoxiao, blocking the thunder for her.

"Regulus!"

I haven't seen it for a hundred years, Su Xiaoxiao excitedly shouted out the word Xuanyuan, and shouted out the word Xuanyuan loudly.

Hearing the master's call, Xuanyuan Sword was extremely happy, exuding power that shocked the entire Guanjiang Estuary, although it was already autumn, but where the divine power went, everything recovered, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

"Xuanyuan Sword is back!"

"Four girls, this is a blessing in disguise!"

……

By the time the Third Holy Mother Yang Chan rushed back to Yang's Mansion with Yunyao Shenjun and Fairy Chang'e, everything was over, and the blue and golden points of light in the sky were sprinkled in the moonlight, warm and beautiful.

Su Xiaoxiao walked towards them with a smile in the fluttering light.

All the visions dissipated, and the heavens and the earth fell silent.

"I succeeded, and Xuanyuan Sword has returned."