"Ahem, ahem."

Zhuo Hua couldn't help but cough twice.

At this moment, her mouth was a mixture of burnt bitterness and a faint taste of blood.

The qi and blood in her body surged, making her face very ugly.

Zhuohua trembled and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth.

That thunder was just an appetizer. The real test is yet to come.

Zhuo Hua quickly stuffed a few pills into his mouth.

At this time, there is nothing that is not distressed, and the precious pills that she is not willing to eat on weekdays are now greeted to her mouth without hesitation.

Zhuohua swallowed them with difficulty, and felt a little choked.

There was no time for her to rest, and the second thunder also fell.

Sora seemed to have been cut open, and a powerful coercion pressed towards Zhuohua, making her hairs stand on end.

"Bang dang!"

Zhuohua was slashed into the rain, and a huge pit appeared on the flat ground.

She moved her fingers with difficulty, propped herself up, and crawled out of the pit.

As soon as I crawled out, I spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow".

Zhuohua's internal organs seemed to have been split and moved, and she frowned and looked at her hair, which still smelled burnt.

You can't carry it anymore. Zhuohua frowned, and almost split her soul out at the moment just now.

Is that unwilling to let her go?

Zhuohua tugged at the corners of his mouth, revealing a mocking smile.

Fortunately, on weekdays, Patriarch Wuji gave her a lot of magic weapons, and Zhuohua was able to barely be a local tyrant who spent a lot of money.

She no longer chooses to resist stupidly, after all, the previous two blows can fully meet her needs for quenching, and there is really no need to "masochist" anymore.

Therefore, she chose to use magic weapons to carry the next few thunders. 噺8.(1)祌文全文快速んττρs:/м.χ八(一)zщ.còм/

The "treasures" who used to protect with their hearts have become worthless in the face of "living" now.

Zhuohua has never been as generous as Ci, and without blinking his eyes, he threw out those magic weapons that could be sold for a high price without mercy.

Of course, only she knows how much pain her heart felt at that time, it was like dripping blood constantly.

The pile of magic weapons quickly turned into the wreckage of the ground.

And apparently, they can't bear it either.

However, there are still two thunder tribulations left.

The last two thunder tribulations are the most life-threatening.

Zhuohua's heart was cold, and the white tender hand was clenched into a fist. Her teeth bit her lower lip tightly, and there was a look of unease between her brows.

Gritting her teeth, Zhuohua's heart moved, and Chaoyang instantly appeared in her hand Zheng Net updated fastest Computer: ://www.. /

Ancestor Wuji's eyes froze, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

His apprentice wouldn't be fighting Lei Zheng, would he? It's outrageous, and it's incredible.

with the bucket.

No monk has ever chosen to fight with the Thunder Tribulation when he is in a tribulation. This......

His footsteps moved, but he stopped suddenly. Reason halted his movements.

No, he can't go forward right now. I'm afraid that the rash past will cause chaos for his apprentices.

His brow tightened, his eyes fixed on that spot, his hands clenched tightly into fists, palms wet.

Zhuohua was like a beggar living on the street at this time, dirty, and his clothes were torn one hole after another.

She reached out and brushed the strands of hair that was sticking to her cheek, and on tiptoe to the ground, leaping to her feet with her sword in hand.