The lightning was shining, and all the flowers and trees in the place were turned into charcoal.

Finally rolled to the side of a boulder, and the intense purple lightning thunder struck the boulder to pieces on the spot, and sparks flew everywhere!

Zi Yunchen was awakened by the soul-tearing pain, seeing that he was covered with purple lightning thunder, he just wanted to faint on the spot, but the power of the purple lightning thunder was so exciting that it made him extremely conscious!

You can't survive and you can't die.

His body was hit by the strong purple electricity and let out a series of unconscious convulsions, he didn't have time to pay attention to how scary his appearance was, and all his consciousness was looking for a countermeasure under the overwhelming stimulation.

It is impossible to expel the thunder into the body, and the only thing that can be done is to turn it into one's own use.

From childhood to adulthood, he has experienced countless dangers, and several times he has made breakthroughs between life and death to have today's Wuhou Xiuwei.

Zi Yunchen made up his mind, if he wanted to survive and obtain a higher level of cultivation, he had to do it!

The thunder qi in the Yunqi dantian stabilized the rolling body, and Ziyunchen immediately rose into the sky and fell into a small cave next to him.

The fierce beasts in the cave trembled in fear under the catastrophe, and suddenly saw a person covered in purple lightning and thunder rushing in, and he was so frightened that he scattered on the spot.

Zi Yunchen occupied the cave without much effort, cultivating cross-legged.

With his movements, countless photoelectric lights came out of his body, the stone wall of the cave suddenly crumbled, the ground turned into a thousand holes, and countless dirt fell from the top of his head.

Rumble!

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the cave exploded, and all the trees within a radius of several miles fell over, and the beasts that had not had time to escape were turned into charcoal in the scream!

Purple lightning and thunder enter the body, forging the body, forging the heart, forging the soul, none of them is missing......

Heavy rain poured down.

Waiting for the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder to end, Luo Qingyin immediately jumped towards the center of the Thunder Tribulation.

The mountains and fields are scorched earth.

The charred trees snorted in the pouring rain, sending out thick puffs of black smoke.

Standing on top of the scorched earth, Luo Qingyin looked around blankly.

There is not a single living creature within a radius of ten miles, what about Zi Yunchen?

The snow ginseng doll stretched out the fingers that were sucking in her mouth and pointed towards the slope in front of the left: "Over there." ”

Running all the way down the slope, the ink monkey running at the front suddenly paused: "What is it?" ”

As it spoke, three streams of purple lightning quickly burst out, striking at its front door with lightning speed!

Although the ink monkey has no combat ability, its speed is excellent, and it can be avoided in an instant.

In the next second, a red light was fleeting.

"What kind of broken thing, how dare you cheat the master? If you catch you, squeak! The ink monkey bared his teeth in annoyance and chased after the red light.

Zidian, is it possible that it is Ziyunchen?

Luo Qingyin looked at the place where the purple light came out, frowning slightly.

The ground was sunken to a foot, and she squatted down to look at the traces of the depression, like the body of a fierce beast, and there was no trace of Zi Yunchen.

It shouldn't be him.

Luo Qingyin was about to stand up, but suddenly his fingers shook involuntarily, as if he had been electrocuted, and the ring on his finger almost fell off.

Turning his head sideways, Luo Qingyin's face changed slightly, there were no living creatures within a radius of ten miles, how could a little beast suddenly appear?

Is it a great fortune?

The fluffy little beast had a fiery red body, scarlet eyes, and a long tail, and it looked a bit like a pocket-sized flame wolf.

Mao Dun Literature