After the beastification, it's better to be a dead enemy

Boom!

boom!

The rolling black clouds in the sky finally split down.

Feng Zhao squinted to see the mist in the center of Tianjie, and thought casually, can tonight's live broadcast still be broadcast live?

What happens if the mandatory companion event releases pigeons?

Deduct the sweet value and forcibly extend the duration of the unmarried partner agreement?

Or... Sigh, the enemy is already fifth-ringed, so should I also be promoted to the ring?The beast spirit hadn't awakened before, so it was too late to break through the second ring. Even if I cultivated the tenth spiritual core from the first ring's spiritual core, it was still stagnant at the first ring.

But now that the beast spirits have awakened, why haven't they felt the opportunity to ascend to the ring?

Could it be that, as the bad old man said, he blindly pursues the cultivation of the light element and abandons the fire element, which is putting the cart before the horse...

but fire...

The scene of his death in the previous life flashed through Feng Zhao's mind, the sky was full of flames, blazing, howling, crying, accompanied by the sound of beams collapsing in the farmhouse...

The burning pain, the struggle when suffocating, and the relief when giving up the last hope of life.

With a "Hula", a bright flame suddenly rose in the darkness.

Feng Zhao, it's on fire.

Half a step away from He Jing and Feng Zhao, suddenly a fire caught fire beside him suddenly, and the whole person was stunned for a moment, and in just this moment, a wisp of fire had already floated over, as if it was going to start a prairie fire in the next second Swallow him together.

Right between the lightning and the flint, a huge wave rolled down.

The tongue of flame swayed in the waves for a while, but He Jing seized the opportunity and extinguished it with his palm.

"What's going on?" Gui Mingxuan, who was at the corner of the street, appeared next to He Jing, looking at Feng Zhao who was still in the flames in surprise, "This is..."

"Not good! Brother Zhao, he..."

Boom!

Rumble!

He Jing's words were interrupted by thunder, he stared blankly at Feng Zhao in the fire, and then looked up at the dark sky.

In the sky, crimson thunderclouds are rolling violently.

"Chiyun Thunder Tribulation." Gui Mingxuan expressed He Jing's astonishment, he stopped He Jing who wanted to move forward, and frowned, "This person's aptitude is actually higher than the Young Master's?"

A healer needs to overcome the catastrophe to ascend to the ring, and the number of thunderstorms and the color of the thunderclouds during the catastrophe represent the aptitude of the healer himself.

Regardless of the number of sky thunders today, Feng Zhao's tribulation thunder is actually the rumored red thunder, how can this not surprise Gui Mingxuan and He Jing?

Gui Mingxuan and He Jing were not the only ones who were equally astonished at this moment. When the red thunder surged in the sky, some people were already alarmed.

On a certain high mountain, a burly man who woke up from his cultivation raised his head and sighed: "Red Thunder Cloud, the legendary god-level aptitude. Xiao Liu, go and take a look for a certain person, and see if this is someone trying to please the public, or is there really one?" The so-called savior was born?"

In the gazebo in the water, an old man with long beard who drank to the moon had lightning-like eyes, and laughed loudly: "Ha, ha ha ha... come here, hurry up and guard my indomitable arrogance in Dongling Prefecture!"

"This direction is Dongling State?" The middle-aged man in a three-piece suit, with a handsome face, took a while to look at his son who was still practicing with his eyes closed, and sighed, "It's a pity, it's a pity... "I don't know who he is sorry for?

A sloppy old man in the slums of Donglingzhou dropped the big chicken leg in his hand in shock. He squinted his eyes and looked in Leiyun's direction, muttered "brat", wiped his mouth, and flew onto the roof. Then with a low heck, a white light piercing the sky suddenly appeared, like a sharp blade that could split the sky and the earth, suddenly descending——

At this moment, the dark sky seemed to be lit up.

At this moment, the countless figures heading towards the red thundercloud had to stop.

"Boom!"

The red thundercloud condensed in the sky was split apart and collided with the black thundercloud caused by Song Zhiran, and then, as if they were enraged, they both smashed down involuntarily!

Yes, drop it!

No longer distinguishing the people who crossed the catastrophe, no longer limiting the geographical location, just smashing all of them down, like a meteorite from the sky, very overbearing and unreasonable.

After several years, many unknowing people recalled this day and believed that it was a thunderstorm from outside the sky. They warned relatives and friends around them not to go out at night if they were unlucky, or a thunderbolt might fly and kill you. Killed.

pain.

It hurts.

The familiar burning sensation made Feng Zhao feel pain and fear, but he was immersed in the world of spiritual knowledge at the moment. No matter how loudly his body wanted to roll and struggle, he actually remained motionless, letting the flames around him burn.

"Gudong." Huang Mao swallowed his saliva and said worriedly, "Sister Feng Wu, brother Zhao...will you be okay?"

Feng Wu and Huang Mao were attracted by the white light that seemed to cut open the world, and walked out of the house, but they didn't expect that they hadn't found the source of the white light, but they discovered that the people who crossed the catastrophe today were their younger brother and brother-in-law.

Out of the experience of those who have been there, Feng Wu has already used several arrays around, firstly to confuse others, and secondly to avoid some unnecessary compensation.

After all, the United Nations stipulates that any losses caused by the catastrophe shall be borne by the spiritual master himself.

It's just that because Feng Wu took a few steps too late, she didn't know that Feng Zhao was going through the scarlet thunder calamity, nor did she know what horrific consequences the power of that sword was about to bring.

"Sister Feng Wu, be careful—" Huang Mao saw a lightning strike from the corner of his eye, and hurriedly smashed Feng Wu away, and then rolled on the ground, turning into a child-sized owl, flapping its wings, flying up at a critical moment During this time, he avoided being struck by that lightning.

Feng Wu turned her head to see that Huang Mao was fine, and breathed a sigh of relief, but raised her head to look at the chaotic clouds in the sky, and couldn't help reminding: "You all be careful, this thundercloud may land randomly!"

Almost at the same time as Feng Wu's voice fell, a bolt of thunder fell, the target was not others, but her again!

Fortunately, Feng Wu was ready at this moment, and the beast instantly transformed into a huge brown-haired lion. After looking up to the sky, a golden light blocked the falling thunder.

Feng Wu encountered unreasonable thunder in this room, and on the other side, He Jing and Gui Mingxuan also encountered thunder disasters one after another. Fortunately, these two reacted very quickly and both were safe.

The yellow hair, on the other hand, was half bald by lightning because of a momentary inattention. At this moment, it did not dare to stop at all, waving its big King Kong wings, whistling back and forth in mid-air.

Boom!

boom!

rumbling...

In the black sky, thunderclouds rolled, and the thunder roared, and it seemed that it would not stop for a moment.

Therefore, all the people present, except for Feng Zhao, who was covered in flames, were all greeted by the thunderbolt, especially Song Zhiran. up.

Not to mention waking up, looking at the thunderclouds all over the sky, he actually developed an instinct to resist by turning into a beast.

Do not!

No!

Absolutely not!

Pain flashed through Song Zhiran's extremely dark eyes, he quickly adjusted his breath, and raised his hand to take out the precious crystal, but only when his thoughts moved, he suddenly heard that his light elemental precious crystal was given away as a betrothal gift .

"Feng Zhao!" Song Zhiran was annoyed, and because of too much force on his clenched fingers, a shallow wound was drawn by the summoning ring on the middle finger, blood fell on the summoning ring, and was quickly swallowed.

then--

A huge figure, carrying raging flames, appeared in front of Song Zhiran.

Song Zhiran: "!"

Song Zhiran didn't even react, the raging flame went out with a puff, and the huge bald chicken smashed down his face.

Almost at the same time, everyone saw that the heavy thunder that was about to fall on Song Zhiran's body suddenly turned around in mid-air and hit it not far away. " on the yellow hair.

Huangmao: "!!"

Huangmao jumped into the air with an "ow" and fell to the ground again, dying.

other people:"!!!"

***

Feng Zhao was woken up by a sound of "Ouch!" He opened his eyes in bewilderment, and saw old Xu Zheng wrapping a mummy with a dumbfounding expression on his face...

Well, this mummy looks familiar.

"Oh shit, Brother Xu, just lightly... Ouch, ouch..."

Yes, yellow hair?

Feng Zhao blinked, and he saw an overly marked oval face. Who is it but yellow hair?

but.

"Huangmao, what's wrong with you?" Feng Zhao asked.

Huangmao's voice stuck in "Ouch", and he turned his head overjoyed. Because of the excessive movement, he gasped, and even his smile became distorted.

"Slow down." Xu Yingjun said angrily, looked at Feng Zhao, and said in a warm voice, "Xiao Zhao, you finally woke up, how do you feel now?"

how about it?

Feng Zhao felt that he felt pretty good, um, it seemed that he had a lot of spiritual energy in his body... Hmmmmmmmm?

Feng Zhao's eyes drooped, and he looked at the two spiritual rings he had released, and was shocked: "I have ascended the ring?"

"...As for the promotion of the ring, you should know better than me." Xu Yingjun laughed, and at the end he thought of something, and said strangely, "Xiao Zhao, I heard that you are with Song Zhiran for the promotion of the ring, you... ...Actually, there is a lot of fate."

Feng Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then quickly remembered that he and Song Zhiran were going to watch the moon live, but halfway through, Song Zhiran was promoted to the Thunder Tribulation, and then he thought about it in a mess...

No, it's not a mess.

I thought of fire... In the previous life, the monstrous flame that made me die without a place to bury him.

Feng Zhao almost instinctively resisted thinking about it again. He rubbed the center of his brows, sat up and said, "I can't remember the situation of Shenghuan. But, what's the matter with the yellow hair?"

Huang Mao made a bitter face: "Brother Zhao, I have reason to suspect that you and Song Zhiran are not deadly enemies, it is obviously you and Song Zhiran who are my deadly enemies——hmm..."

Feng Zhao's goosebumps arose from the "嘤", and he slapped Huang Mao's face away in disgust, saying seriously, "Speak well!"

Huang Mao cried, and added fuel and vinegar to himself and Feng Wu to find out that Feng Zhao and Song Zhiran were going through the catastrophe. Tianlei went crazy and smashed randomly. Then, Song Zhiran was the one who was smashed the most, but in the end, Feng Zhao "sacrificed his life" For the sake of "rescue each other", Tianlei smashed his hard work in a fit of anger.