Junior sister, we really can’t roll anymore.

The Liu family gave up on cultivating him at first, but luckily the ancestor loved him very much and retained his status as his legitimate son.

Later, the master took him back to Lingyun Sect.

Later, the seventh junior brother taught him how to practice, and even gave him many high-level techniques.

Not even the Liu family can produce a few copies of those high-level techniques.

But Lingyun Sect threw him a lot at once.

Later, the junior sister came and improved their skills to a higher level.

It can be said that without his junior sister, he doesn't know how long it will take for him to advance to become a god?

In fact, he had never dared to dream before that he could advance to become a god...

I never thought that he, with three spiritual roots, could actually advance to become a god within a hundred years of age!

I have to say that he benefited a lot from his little junior sister's life-threatening cultivation method!

"Senior Brother, it's not that I don't understand my junior sister, but what you said is unreasonable. Let alone four years, even ten years, it is impossible for my junior sister to advance to Nascent Soul." Mu Qianjue's peach blossom eyes flashed with a charming luster , with a firm tone.

"What if I can do that, little junior sister?" Liu Canglan's gentle eyes had a glimmer of light.

"If she can really advance from the Golden Core to the Nascent Soul in four years, I will... whatever the senior brother proposes!" Mu Qianjue vowed.

Liu Canglan raised his hand and said, "It's empty words, but I swear by high-fiving."

Snapped! ——

Mu Qianjue high-fived happily.

He had no idea how much he had to pay for these words.

Although Liu Canglan was talking to Mu Qianjue, he was always paying attention to Feng Qingran's movements.

boom! ——

The fifth thunder tribulation strikes down.

Everyone looked at Feng Qingran and couldn't help but feel worried.

Mo Jinghong raised his head and looked at the dark clouds in the sky, his starry eyes were deep and flashed with light.

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The top of the mountain.

Feng Qingran's whole body was charred black, and traces of blood appeared on her skin.

boom! ——

The sixth thunder was as big as a face.

They all hit Feng Qingran.

Feng Qingran finally couldn't hold it back and spit out a mouthful of blood, and the spiritual power in her body began to flow wildly.

She knew that the Eye that Shrouded the Sky wanted to take revenge on her, so she deliberately strengthened the power of the Thunder Tribulation.

But the Eye that Covers the Sky has a contract with her, and it will never kill her.

That's why she became unstable because of Wen Xin Lei!

Her almond-shaped eyes were cold. She had clearly figured out everything, but why did she still feel like some inner demons were haunting her?

boom! ——

The seventh thunder is thicker.

In an instant, Feng Qingran's skin was torn all over, and her consciousness was somewhat distracted.

A bloody scene flashed through Feng Qingran's mind.

The screen was covered with a layer of blood red, and a woman could be vaguely seen lying in a pool of blood.

The woman's hands and feet seemed to have been severed...

The whole body is covered with blood holes...

There are several ugly scars on my face...

Seeing this, Feng Qingran felt a throbbing pain in her heart and a feeling of speaking out.

There is hatred, helplessness, and endless unwillingness!

Does this picture always seem familiar?

Who is the woman in the painting?

Why make yourself so uncomfortable?

The aura around Feng Qingran's body gradually became colder, and it was the kind of chill that made people feel chilled.

Mo Jinghong had a clear view of Feng Qingran's emotional changes, but he did not move.

It's time she knew something.

Mo Jinghong's pair of black eyes were so sharp and deep that one dared not look directly into them, giving him a sense of supreme dignity.

"Jinghong, junior sister?" Liu Canglan's gentle voice was filled with worry.

He had never seen such a cold little junior sister.

The junior sister has always been optimistic and optimistic. She loves to laugh very much, and she seems to have a delicate heart with seven orifices.

At this moment, the little junior sister is like an innocent soul crawling up from hell...

"Senior Brother, if I said that my junior sister is like this, would you reject her?" Mo Jinghong was dressed in black clothes, with a noble and elegant temperament, just like an immortal, which made him even more noble and graceful.

Liu Canglan looked slightly stunned. The seventh junior brother also seemed to have changed. He was just cooler before.

At this moment, he looked like he was far away from others.

"No matter what happens to my junior sister! She is still my junior junior sister." Ning Shiyue's voice sounded like a silver bell.

Liu Canglan also reacted, "Thousands of people have thousands of faces, no matter what the junior sister is, she will always be our junior sister."

Mu Qianjue and Baili Wenyue also nodded.

"Seventh Junior Brother, can Junior Sister resist?" Liu Canglan asked worriedly, feeling a little more guilty in his heart.

"Yes." Mo Jinghong's clothes were still in the wind, adding a bit of grace to his face.

Mo Jinghong's eyes softened and the cold air around him dissipated. It seemed that she made the right choice this time.

Ning Shiyue's eyes were like morning flowers, flashing brightly. Mo Jinghong said that the junior sister was fine, so it must be fine.

The other three people also relaxed similarly.

boom! ——

The eighth thunder struck.

Feng Qingran wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and faced him.

The thunder tribulation did not give Feng Qingran time to breathe, and the ninth thunder tribulation struck down instantly.

The nine golden elixirs were struck by lightning.

The dark clouds above his head gradually dispersed, and Feng Qingran could feel that the golden elixir in his body became more solid.

The amount of spiritual energy that can be stored in the body during the Golden Core Stage is dozens of times greater than during the Foundation Establishment Stage.

The corners of Feng Qingran's snow-white lips curled up slightly. She had already advanced to Jindan, so why should she still dwell on the past?

As long as she continues to get stronger, sooner or later she will figure out the truth in the picture!

No one can influence her to become stronger!

At this time-

A woman in white came from a distance with a sword.