"You are just a monk here, who is Uncle Ben looking for you? Quickly take out the magic weapon that you can block the thunder tribulation and help me resist the thunder tribulation. Watermark Ad Test: Watermark Ad Test"

Jiaolong is now seriously injured, and has been struck by lightning and regressed.

It thought that it would not be able to withstand this Thirty-Nine Thunder Tribulation, but it didn't expect that there was still a monk here.

Maybe this monk will have something to help him survive the thunderstorm.

So he came to Xue Qing's face, and unceremoniously asked Xue Qing for a magic weapon to resist the thunder tribulation.

Seeing Jiaolong's righteous appearance, Xue Qing was very angry.

Even if he was locked by the thunder robbery for no reason, he was so unceremoniously asked for a magic weapon from himself. This Jiao is so hateful!

Xue Qing gritted her teeth, glared at her, and said viciously: "I didn't resist the magic weapon of the Thunder Tribulation, you hateful guy, don't you know that the two of us will be locked by the Thunder Tribulation, and the power of the Thunder Tribulation will be several times stronger than your own Tribulation?"

Xue Qing angrily asked Hei Jiao, the idiot. As soon as she finished saying this, another thunderbolt struck them both from the sky.

"Poof......" Xue Qing was chopped and spit out a mouthful of blood, her whole body was burned black, and she couldn't see it.

Her clothes were also scorched, and black smoke was sticking to her body piece by piece.

Xue Qing was angry and sad, didn't she just want to go out?

Now not only did he not get out, but he was also locked by the thunderstorm. Maybe it'll be planted here, and there's no going back.

"I don't have a magic weapon to cross the catastrophe!" Xue Qing shouted angrily at Jiaolong, she really wanted to explode into a foul mouth.

But she doesn't swear, she can only say this sentence that even she feels powerless.

She's a foundation-building monk, and she hasn't survived the thunderstorm, where did she come from?

Although Jiaolong's body is strong, this thunder tribulation is very powerful, and the meridians of his body are now broken.

There is no way for it, there is no aura in this world, all mortals.

Finally, a foreign monk appeared, and he could only pin his hopes on her.

As soon as it was about to speak, an even greater thunderstorm slashed at it ...... "boom, boom, boom".

Xue Qing saw the thunder tribulation slashing towards her, and thought of a corresponding strategy in her heart: there was no magic weapon for the tribulation, not even a defensive magic robe, and it was too late to set up a defensive formation now.

I can't get into the space, what should I do? I can't die here, I have to find a way.

Think of a way, by the way, don't you have a thunder spirit root? If you absorb the thunder tribulation into your body, is there any hope for life?

A bold idea came to her heart, and she didn't have time to think about it anymore, so she immediately transported the Ice Thunder Spirit to meet this powerful thunder.

"Boom, boom......, boom," the thunder slashed down, "Boom!" Black Jiao screamed in pain.

He was now powerless to resist by the thunderbolt, dying, and desperate!

Xue Qing stood on the ground, looking like black charcoal from a distance, and the power of thunder and lightning rattled on her body.

With her eyes closed, her body was constantly running the Ice Thunder Spirit Decision, absorbing the power of thunder and lightning, and slowly introducing it into the dantian.

The sky was constantly carrying the power of powerful thunder, and the dragon had no power to resist.

Is it going to die under this thunderstorm? It is very unwilling, it is not willing to die like this.

"Huh?" this little foundation-building monk didn't expect to carry thunder like this.

Such a powerful and tyrannical thunderbolt didn't kill her?

Xue Qing was running the exercises, and the last thunder in the sky was about to slash.

She's going to be ready for the last powerful thunderbolt. But what's going on?

A ray of light crossed, and something got into his dantian?

Xue Qing's sea of knowledge seems to have some more connection. I didn't have time to think about it, and thunder thundered down in the sky.

"Heaven is going to kill me!" Xue Qing was desperate, the original thunder was ten times bigger than the original.

Such a powerful Thunder Tribulation Yuan Infant Monk may not be able to resist it, let alone Xue Qing in the foundation building period?

The thunderstorm has passed, and the sky is clear. The rainbow of colors forms a beautiful bridge across the sky, and the air is so fresh after the rain.

As the flood waters receded, the houses and sludge on the ground that had been washed away by the flood showed what had happened.

The people who were rescued by Xue Qing to the mountains have lost their homes to survive.

They returned to where they lived and began to rebuild their homes with great difficulty.

Although everything in people's homes is gone, they are still there. As long as there are people, anything can be restarted.

After years of hard work, it has become very prosperous.

Those who lived through this catastrophe always remember that there was a kind fairy who saved them.

The people here named the mountain that Xue Qing saved them "Fairy Peak".

A temple of goddesses was built on the Fairy Peak, and a golden body was shaped for Xue Qing.

Arranged a special person to live there and incense the snow every day. Not only that, on the first and fifteenth days of the Lunar New Year, everyone will come to the temple of the goddess to offer incense and pray for blessings.

As the legend of the fairy saving the world in the temple gradually spread, people in the nearby city, seeking marriage, children, and peace will come here to beg for the blessing of the gods.

The temple of the goddess gradually became lively, and later formed a temple fair......

Xue Qing didn't know how long she had been in a coma, she slowly opened her eyes, and her vision gradually became clear from blur.

"Where is this?" her mind was a little unclear now, her mind was blowing up and her mind was hurting, her throat was hoarse, and her mouth was thirsty.

"Host, host. The cheerful voice of the little cutie came from the sea of knowledge.

"Little cutie, can we get in touch?" This surprise came too suddenly, and Xue Qing was very happy. It's great! The space can be opened.

She spread out her sense of pain and found herself in a mountain.

There are no other powerful creatures in the mountains, except for some low-level demon beasts and some small animals.

"Hey, the aura here is a little richer than that of the Immortal Cultivation Realm. ”

Xue Qing was a little excited, and stayed in that world without aura and unknown names for almost a year.

I'm really not used to it, and I once doubted that I would regress in that world and slowly die of old age.

Unexpectedly, God was not kind to her, and she was dragged back after a thunderstorm.

Taking a breath of long-lost aura, Xue Qing felt that she was in a much better mood and her mind was much clearer.

After making sure that there was no threat around, Xue Qing prepared to enter the long-lost treasure space.

"Dead girl, why don't you feed Uncle Shenlong a pill?" A somewhat sharp male voice appeared in Xue Qing's sea of knowledge.

"Huh? Whose voice is this? Why did it appear in the sea of your own knowledge? How does this feel, a bit like the dragon that dragged you down?"

Xue Qing was very strange, how could this voice appear in her sea of consciousness.

"Here, Uncle Ben is here. Ouch, you want to trample Uncle Ben to death?"

Xue Qing was looking around for the source of the sound. This irascible voice reappeared in his own sea of consciousness.

"Stomp on it?" Xue Qing looked down to see a small black snake being trampled under her feet.

Xue Qing grabbed the little snake, the black snake in front of her was small, the snake's skin had cracked, and the whole body was scorched. Isn't it just an ordinary little snake?

"What are you looking at, don't you want to heal my wounds for my uncle?" the black snake was angry and anxious.

"Are you the black Jiao?" Xue Qing was a little incredulous.

Isn't that Jiao cultivated to a high level and has a single horn on its head? How did it become like this?

"What are you still rubbing, why don't you heal me?"

Hei Jiao's domineering and eager voice sounded again in Xueqing's sea of knowledge.

"Do you still have the face to tell me to heal you? You almost killed me, do you know?"