Xiuxian exchange system

While Lai Wuhen was thinking.

The second sky thunder was formed and fell with one blow.

Qianyao's giant sword was hit by the thunder, and it trembled intermittently, and the lightning that was originally wrapped around the sword was smashed by the blow.

Tianlei with a destructive aura arrived at Qianyao's body in an instant.

She who didn't show any expression of pain before, but now her body trembled, her face began to twist, and her hair stood straight up into the sky.

Her palace attire was also split into pieces in an instant, and her body wrapped in layers of electric arcs showed bloody mouths.

As soon as the blood gushing out from it touched the power of thunder and lightning, it was instantly turned into fly ash by the electricity.

Lai Wuhen's spiritual consciousness has just been able to extend there. Although he can't experience it personally, he can feel some of Qianyao's pain.

Pieces of skin and flesh bloomed on her body, even if it was six miles away, Lai Wuhen seemed to be able to smell that burnt smell.

A pair of fists were clenched tightly, and there was an unstoppable look of worry between his eyebrows.

In the past five years, Wen Yudie and Qian Meng were busy hunting sea beasts, but he and Qian Yao got along really well.

Qianyao is polite and decisive, and she is absolutely unambiguous when it is time to act.

In the battle with sea beasts, she was able to stand up when she encountered danger several times, which really moved Lai Wuhen a little.

Although he didn't dare to think too much about Qianyao, he still hoped that she would succeed in advancing.

It's just that it's not that simple for a monk to advance.

Especially after the golden core stage, every major breakthrough will face the baptism of thunder disaster, and most of the monks will be buried in the rolling thunder.

Qianyao had such an expression just now when she greeted the second thunderstorm, the result was unpredictable.

Qianmeng was on the sidelines, her face seemed calm, but her heart was full of anxiety.

Although there are more than ten generations between her and Qian Yao, since she was accepted as a disciple, she has been treated like a daughter.

Cultivator Yuan Ying has a lifespan of more than 1000 years, and many of her descendants couldn't even take the step of establishing a foundation. How could she not cherish such a genius of cultivation as Qian Yao after finally meeting her.

And Qianyao didn't let her down, her cultivation speed was beyond the reach of others.

If this hurdle cannot be passed, all previous efforts will be in vain.

Qian Meng also wanted to go to help, but Lei Jie is a threshold that monks must pass through, and no one can intervene.

Thunder Tribulation is not only a test of Heavenly Dao for monks, but also a glimmer of life for monks from Heavenly Dao.

Only those who have survived are eligible to enjoy the benefits bestowed by heaven.

Qian Yao's distorted face was completely unrecognizable from its original appearance.

Not a single part of her body was intact.

In many places, bones of the dead have even been exposed, which is quite frightening.

However, although she was seriously injured, the aura on her body was rising all the way, and she was sprinting towards the final pass.

The ray of regeneration power contained in Tianlei is also constantly repairing her injuries.

Opening her mouth, she swallowed several elixirs, Qian Yao's magic formula changed continuously, and the giant sword was drawn back, and a thunderball as big as a face was formed on top of her head.

The third thunder struck without any warning.

The seemingly menacing thunder ball did not stop Tianlei at all, and Tianlei hit Qianyao's head in an instant.

Qian Yao's figure trembled a few times, and she fell towards the deserted island.

Most of the originally rising aura was wilted in an instant.

A human-shaped pit was smashed out in the center of the deserted island, and arcs of electricity spread out to the surroundings, shooting out billows of sand and dust.

Qianyao, who was surrounded by lightning, escaped from the deep pit and returned to the high altitude, her sluggish aura rose again.

Qianmeng frowned, and her lips parted slightly: "Anyone who dares to come over will be killed!"

Her voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder to Lai Wuhen's ears. If he hadn't been running the Tiangang mask with all his strength, the eardrum would have been pierced.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, Qianmeng's words rolled away like waves one after another.

Some monks who thought there were strange treasures here or some sea beasts crossing the catastrophe escaped at full speed after discovering the vision here.

But when they heard this threatening voice, they were all frightened, and fled away into the distance.

Among them, the highest cultivation level is only at the Jindan stage, so how could they possibly withstand the coercion of the monks at the Nascent Soul stage.

Qianyao gritted her teeth to support herself, the fourth and fifth thunders came one after another.

She was shot down again and fled back into the air again.

And the power of lightning contained in her thunder bones is also accumulating more and more, and it is dissipating towards her whole body.

"Not good." As soon as Qianmeng uttered her voice, she wanted to flee towards Qianyao.

With a flash of light on Wen Yudie's body, she came in front of Qianmeng: "Sister Qian, don't be impatient, even if you pass by, you won't be able to help her at all."

Qianmeng is also a monk who has practiced for hundreds of years, so how could she not know that it was just a moment of impatience and she lost her sense of control.

"Yao'er may be in danger. The lightning force in her thunder bones is eating back at her body. I'm afraid it will be difficult to resist the next thunder strike."

As Qianmeng said, she even looked at Lai Wuhen's waist.

Lai Wuhen's heart skipped a beat, he naturally knew what Qianmeng was thinking.

If Yunli was allowed to enter Qianyao's thunder bones, it would naturally help her.

However, the power of the Thunder Tribulation in the Golden Core Stage is not that simple, and with Yun Li's current cultivation, it will definitely disappear in smoke.

Wen Yudie could also see what Qian was dreaming about, but shook her head at her.

Most of the monks can't afford to be early, but since Lai Wuhen is her disciple, she naturally has to protect one or two.

There is no restriction on Yun Li at all, which means that they have come to this day only by relying on mutual trust. She can see that the relationship between Lai Wuhen and Yun Li is not ordinary.

If Yun Li is really sent to die in the past, then this master-student relationship will come to an end.

Although Wen Yudie doesn't value Lai Wuhen too much, he still has some value in him that she can continue to use.

Qian dreamed of Wen Yudie's expression, and understood something, and stopped looking at Lai Wuhen.

Lai Wuhen breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. As expected, being with a high-ranking monk is like seeking skin with a tiger, and life and death are only at the whim of others.

This kind of feeling is not very good, this time the bad luck value is almost over, and when this happens, we must stay away from them.

Just as he was thinking about it, the sixth and seventh thunders rolled down.

Qian Yao's dying body has no way to escape back into the air.

Lying in the deep pit in the ground, he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

The power of lightning in her thunder bones also dissipated into the bones of her whole body.

Intertwined with the arc of the sky thunder, layers of light flickered, like unknown runes.

As soon as Lai Wuhen's consciousness came into contact with those rune-like arcs, his soul trembled.