The palm of the hand was composed of thunder and lightning, with a radius of more than 100 zhang, and the purple thunder arc on it jumped, rolling down with the invincible heavenly power that crushed everything.

Xiao Wenzi was shocked, and hurriedly sacrificed the Demon Flame Ding to resist.

Rumble~~

The previously invincible Demon Yan Ding was directly shattered under the thunder man's hand, turning into pieces of flames and scattering, and the young man's body that he had just transformed into exploded together with Yuan Ying under the slap of that big hand.

When he was dying, Xiao Wenzi had no fear, only grief and unwillingness, as well as his attachment to Chu Xin'er.

The blow just now exceeded the limit that all demon kings could withstand, and I am afraid that ordinary God Transformation Stage Ancestors would be difficult to resist.

He has just entered the early stage of transformation, why did the heavens send down such a powerful calamity, he is unwilling, he is angry, he must live, even if he starts again, he has to fight with this heaven and earth.

But it was all to no avail, his consciousness gradually began to blur, Xiao Wenzi's expected resurrection and rebirth did not appear, he was like a meteorite sinking in endless darkness and loneliness.

He seemed to see Chu Xin'er fall on the immortal path, her face turning into dry bones.

He was unwilling and wanted to come to the rescue, but he felt that the girl was getting farther and farther away from her.

Xiao Wenzi roared in his heart, he wanted to break this fate, he wanted to rewrite all his unwillingness, but there was still darkness and loneliness around him.

I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a moment, maybe it was endless years, and there seemed to be a girl's strange and familiar voice calling in my ears.

"Xiaowen, Xiaowen, is that you? Wake up quickly......

The thunderstorm dissipated, the sky became clear, Chu Xin'er didn't see Xiao Wenzi's figure, only saw a short-haired young man falling towards the sea.

He seemed to have lost consciousness, although Chu Xin'er was not sure if the other party was Xiaowen, but there was no one else around, and she couldn't watch the young man who was suspected of Xiaowen fall into the sea and drown.

Therefore, without caring too much, Chu Xin'er quickly rushed over to catch him, and then turned her head with a blushing face.

The short-haired handsome young man was not dressed in an inch, so he went on a skin-to-skin relationship with her.

Chu Xin'er felt that her pretty face was hot, and she hurriedly took out a robe of her own from the Sumeru bag, regardless of the rest, and put it on the other party first.

After her mood stabilized, Chu Xin'er stared at the young man carefully, and found that the young man in her arms who was unconscious with her eyes closed had a faint breath of Xiaowen, and she began to call anxiously.

Who was calling me, so familiar, I couldn't remember it.

Xiaowen, is it my name? Where am I?

Wait, I remembered, I'm Xiaowen, I'm in the catastrophe, it's Xin'er calling, why did she come over, wouldn't she die if she was affected by the catastrophe......

The woman's voice was like a light in the darkness and loneliness, illuminating the confusion and Xiao Wenzi's sinking spiritual world, and he suddenly woke up and opened his eyes.

"Xiaowen, is that you?"

Seeing that the young man in his arms suddenly woke up and looked at him, Chu Xin'er was a little embarrassed at first, and then asked happily.

What's the matter, I succeeded in crossing the catastrophe? I was still being held by Xin'er.

Suddenly found that the heavenly thunder had dispersed, not only did he successfully cross the catastrophe and transform into shape, but also in the arms of a nephrite jade and fragrant girl, Xiao Wenzi felt a little unreal.

He was thinking about it carefully, so he didn't answer Chu Xin'er's question immediately.

Well, I see, the thunder giant palm just now is not real, but an illusion, and the reason why I didn't resurrect with the help of a red heart is because the soul is trapped by the illusion, not real death.

Looking inwardly at the body, he found that there was always the power of life contained in the heavenly thunder in the meridian dantian, and Xiao Wenzi finally understood the cause and effect.

Just as he thought, after the eighth wave of thunder tribulation, when his mind was relaxed, the magic realm of his mind took the opportunity to breed.

Fortunately, he has always followed the way of heaven to let the thunder tribulation fall, and then used the power of absorbing and refining the heavenly thunder to repair the injured body, which also caused the result that the physical body was successfully traversed and the divine soul was still trapped in the heart magic realm.

If it weren't for Chu Xin'er guarding her, Xiao Wenzi would really have the possibility of being drowned.

Of course, if that's the case, the direct consumption of the red heart death resurrection, and the heart magic realm will naturally be lifted.

After figuring out the situation, Xiao Wenzi smiled and nodded at the girl who was staring at him, stood up with his backhand and hugged her in his arms: "Not bad Xin'er, I am Xiaowen, your lifelong brother Xiaowen." ”

"Ah~~, you get dressed quickly. ”

The women's robe outside Xiao Wenzi's body was put on by Chu Xin'er casually, and it was not fastened, and as he quickly stood up, the robe immediately fell off, and Chu Xin'er, who was hugged by him, suddenly closed her eyes shyly and said.

Xiao Wenzi realized that he was still naked at this moment, and immediately smiled awkwardly.

It's just that he just transformed into a place where he had clothes, and the storage bag was on the island again, so he had to quickly fly over and put Chu Xin'er down, take out a robe and put it on.

There is no need to wonder how there are men's clothes in the storage bag, Xiao Wenzi has killed many Yuan Infant and Jindan periods, and who has not yet had a few clean clothes to change on.

"Xin'er, can you be my Taoist companion, we will always be together in the future, and we will never be separated. ”

Xiao Wenzi knew Chu Xin'er's intentions, but this kind of thing couldn't let the girl speak first, he simply went a little simpler, and after changing his clothes, he walked to Chu Xin'er, who was facing away from him, hugged her slender waist again, and said softly.

"Hmm~~"

Chu Xin'er just nodded slightly, then leaned lightly on his shoulder, looking at the sea and sky in the distance, her beautiful eyes were full of long-lost happiness and sweetness.

Once upon a time, she had fantasized about Xiaowen becoming a handsome young man and flying with her, but now her wish has finally come true, and Chu Xin'er has decided to give her body to Ailang at any time.

However, Xiao Wenzi is not a person who is in a hurry, even if he wants to take Chu Xin'er, on this desert island with no red candles and no silk soft beds, he still has to try to refrain as much as possible.

Not to mention giving her a grand wedding, before really visiting the hall and marrying the cave room, some necessary decorations and banquets are still indispensable.

Therefore, he held the girl to watch the sunset on the beach, and watched the blue waves rise and fall, all of which were just holding hands and hugging, and did not do more intimate actions.

"Xin'er, let's go. ”

Chu Xin'er's elixir has been almost consumed, and there is no way to make a breakthrough in a short period of time, Xiao Wenzi has also successfully transformed into the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and there is no need to continue to stay on this desert island.

Therefore, after returning to the cave from the seaside and cleaning up briefly, they sacrificed the magic weapon of the boat and went away.

When it stopped again, the ship was on a bustling island of monks.

After more than ten years of isolation, Uncle Xiao, the smash hit demon mosquito, was also forgotten by everyone because he disappeared for too long, but the immortal ruins on the Tianxuan Continent are becoming more and more popular.

Because of the appearance of the path to heaven, many monks who are about to become top powers, see the hope of leaving this world.

It is said that as long as you cultivate to the late stage of the transformation of the gods, you can resist the wind, thunder and fire on the heavenly path, and you will be able to cross the heavenly path and go to the wider world to cultivate.