Looking up, I don't know when the balance of Thunder Fire Tribulation was disrupted. Xuan Lei and Ming Huo, which were originally kept on the same level, became torn apart. Lightning sparks flew everywhere, and many people were blown up by the uneasy twisting Xuan Lei.

They were charred black, and some were turned into dust by the underworld fire. The scene in front of them was a purgatory on earth, with wailing, pain, and struggle.

And this is just the beginning. The ferocious beast Qiongqi has reached a state of madness, and its original miserable howl has become cruel and cruel. The sacred beast civet has also noticed it. It forwards its forepaws, lowers its head and raises its tail, staring eagerly, in a posture of preparation for war.

In this state, he stared intently at the strange beast in front of him.

Qiongqi was initially afraid of the big white-haired tiger-like guy in front of him, but this was nothing compared to the fear of death caused by Xuan Lei.

The result was obvious. Although Qiongqi was not a human, it had a mind and could measure, so it chose to fight back against the unknown white-haired tiger in front of it.

Because outsiders could not clearly see the scene in the Nine Netherworld Fire, they could only roughly see Qiongqi leaping towards the civet again and again, and being slapped back to the ground by the civet cat again and again, causing the Nine Netherworld Fire to burst in all directions and flames overflowing.

More than half of the cultivators were killed or injured by these two fighting beasts. It was really a joke. I wanted to catch it, but it made it miserable.

Duanmu suddenly noticed that there was something strange about the ferocious beast. A pair of silver-white wings on its body emitted a subtle silver-white halo, flashing and flashing as if it was breathing. Qiongqi suddenly opened its wings wide, and a strong wind blew up, and this wind was not an ordinary hurricane.

, everyone and the scenery were motionless, but this silvery-white hurricane that was visible to the naked eye blew Xuan Lei in a different direction, and the civet cat seemed to be struggling to stabilize its body due to the hurricane force of Qiongqi's wings, and there was no way to fight back.

force.

The direction of the Xuan Lei changed. Wherever the Xuan Lei passed, the earth was scorched violently, and all living creatures were destroyed. What's more important is that the direction in which the Nine Heavens Xuan Lei moved was Tianqing Town.

Duanmu looked at the powerless Tianwei in front of him, with mixed feelings in his heart. He wanted to do something for the simple people of Tianqing Town, but he had no way to stop the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder, let alone resist Qiongqi's silver-white wings that waved at all.

Like a hurricane of wind.

Duanmu knew in his heart how serious the consequences this disaster would bring to many people, and how many happy people and families would be broken up, because he himself was one of the few people who survived the natural disaster, even though his current status

I am already a cultivator, separated from the mundane world, but when I see the scene in front of me and think about myself as a child... I can't, I can't, I won't let the second Xiao Yixue appear at the beginning of this mysterious thunder disaster.

I don’t want mortals, and I don’t want myself. I don’t want, I don’t want these people to be like us, facing death, disease, and hunger just because of a natural disaster, living on the edge of life and death every day.

Duanmu looked at the chaos and wailing, the so-called cultivators of the immortal family in the mortal world, and felt extremely chilled. Duanmu rose up in the air and walked around in front of the slowly moving Xuan Lei, waiting for Luo Kongxian to find out that he wanted to call him and stop him.

By that time, it was already too late. Duanmu Ren was right in front of Xuan Lei, and Bai Yixie repelled the sparks all around him. He stared at this smart and capable young man who had had a double relationship in the past three days.

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Even if Duanmu is better than Bai Yixie in the breathing method, in the heart of the aloof Bai Yixie, this is just a little trick. Bai Yixie knows that there are many people in the world who are better than him in some aspects, but comprehensively

There are only a handful of people who are stronger than him. Duanmu's little tricks and little tricks are not in the eyes of his wise master, but he will soon know that he is wrong, and the wrong is very wrong.

Duanmu stopped high in the sky, facing the Nine Heavens Xuan Lei moving towards him, with a resolute look on his face and cold eyes. It was not his indifference to the power of Xuan Lei, but his indifference to the people who cultivated the spirit, fighting for the civet no matter what their cultivation level was.

, all came to Tianqing Town with the idea of ​​trying their luck, but in the critical moment, everyone only wanted to protect themselves, and no one thought about the common people in the mortal world.

I endure broken bones and muscles every day, but I don't feel pain or sadness in my heart. What kind of world, what are the righteous and evil ways, they are all the same.

Facing Xuan Lei, Duanmu was only fifty-fifty confident that he could withstand this tribulation beast. He could only avoid it. If he couldn't avoid it, he could only drive away the power of Xuan Lei, the purest in the nine heavens.

What Duanmu relied on in his heart was the Immortal Prayer Guard that Xuehan left for him when he parted. In fact, when Duanmu and Xuhan parted ways, Xuehan left the Immortal Prayer Guard, one of the ten beloved immortal weapons, to himself.

Sometimes, there is an unspeakable heat in my heart, which seems to be moved and warm. Sometimes you don’t say anything, but you do something that touches people. It is more colorful than you said, but it is just talk.

To shorten the spiritual distance between people.

The cultivators looked at the young man in the sky with confusion. Many of them were still whispering, talking and pointing, but Duanmu had no intention of paying attention to them. Duanmu blocked his chest with his right hand and put his left hand on his right shoulder.

Like a warrior who prays for peace but is full of murderous intentions, the two should be very contradictory, but in front of Jiutian Xuanlei and the young man, they seem to be particularly integrated.

Some smart or sensitive people have understood why this young man exudes these two feelings. The former is for mortals who have no ability. He is praying for mortals to live peacefully. The latter is for powerful cultivators who have strength. Yes,

This young man was intuitively challenging all the cultivators present with his actions. He also understood what he was going to do, but he just didn't know how to do it.

"Sister, what do you think of this young man now?" Ya'er put her hands on her chest, clasping her hands as if praying with the most dazzling young man at this time.

The expression of the "young master" in white finally changed, but it soon disappeared without any trace.

"How? Ignorant people are fearless." The "Master" in white pulled down Ya'er's fleshy little hands on his chest and said disapprovingly. In the heart of the "Master" in white, let alone this unknown young man, even if he is decent

Feihong is here, so he won't be able to block it easily, let alone him? There are only a handful of people in the world of cultivation who have the strength to make her remember him, but this boy is definitely not included.

Ya'er also felt that she had lost her temper. Why did she start praying with this silly boy?

When Ya'er thought of this, she also began to re-examine the young man in the sky in the distance. Could it be that his appeal is also so strong? Ya'er secretly glanced at her sister, shook her head, and said in her heart, "How can you compare this young boy with

How about sister? Silly Ya'er, smelly Ya'er, no, no, Ya'er doesn't stink." Ya'er shook her head again, saying that she definitely doesn't stink, she definitely doesn't stink. She shook her head like a wave.

The "young master" in white saw the lovely sister who was shaking her head like a wavy drum, and patted Ya'er's little brain dotingly. There was nothing he could do about his sister, who was smart and liked to get into trouble with little things.

Ya'er smiled flatteringly at her sister.

However, Ya'er is very smart, even more so than her favorite sister, whom she has been dependent on since childhood. She knows that the little trick this young boy used to calm down the fight between good and evil at first is enough to prove that his way of thinking is different.

What's more, his courage is beyond the reach of ordinary people. Is it true that as my sister said, the ignorant are fearless? He has also been watching the sky thunder transform into mysterious thunder, how could he not understand the power of this mysterious thunder?

What's more important is that the infectious energy that his body exuded just now has already affected himself.

What does it mean when so many factors appear in one person? My sister should understand. Ya'er shook her head and didn't think about these issues that she didn't like to think about. Ya'er is very smart, but she only likes things that she likes.

She doesn't like practicing martial arts, so she is not as good as her sister in being scheming and controlling things, but she understands that if this young man has extraordinary strength, he will definitely go straight to Xiaohan. What he lacks

It is just a beacon that can guide him on the road ahead. If someone is willing to lead him, his future achievements with his courage and wisdom will be absolutely unlimited.

Duanmu recited the mantra in his heart and put it on his right arm in front of his chest to pray for the Immortal Protector to turn into a giant shield. It was larger than when he held it in his hand to resist the evil dragon's blood. Moreover, this time the lines on the Prayer Immortal Protector were more complicated and obscure.

Simple and daunting, Duanmu's face became more clear-cut under the faint green light, and the handsome face that everyone could not see clearly just now became more clear under the green light emitted by the praying immortal protector.

clear.

Everyone couldn't believe their eyes. Although they didn't know what magic weapon the huge shield in the hands of this young man who could float in the air without any magic weapon was. Some people had silently remembered Duanmu's appearance in their hearts, not because of what he had done.

It's just a matter of "borrowing" the magic weapon in this young man's hand for another day, if he can still live until "other day".

"Pray for immortal protection"

When Duanmu came out to pray for immortal protection, two people unconsciously called out the name of this magic weapon. One was Bai Gong "Gongzi" and the other was Bai Yixie.

Luo Kongxian heard very clearly the words "Pray for Immortal Protection" from Bai Yixie's mouth, but he did not look at Bai Yixie or answer the call, pretending not to hear. This old man is extremely smart, the less secrets he has.

The better a person knows, the better. He didn't want the other person to just say "I'm sorry, you know too much" when he was killed that day!

The "young master" in white looked at the complicated patterns on the praying immortal guard under the green light and fell into deep thought. However, his expression was like a thousand-year-old iceberg, without any change, making people wonder what she was thinking.

"It turns out that this guy has such a magic weapon. No wonder he dares to challenge the power of Xuan Lei by himself!" Ya'er said happily.

"It seems that I have underestimated this young man. It is not that he has this prayer immortal protection in his hand, but that he is related to Duan Feihong." The light and pleasant voice of the "young master" in white came.

"This is the legendary Praying Immortal Protector of the seventh in the Immortal Weapon Book! What a beautiful pattern!" Ya'er said with little stars shining in her eyes.

When the "young master" in white saw Ya'er like this, he knew that this little girl was thinking about this praying immortal protector. Only when she met something she liked would little stars appear in her eyes. She knew this sister too well, but this time she

It was the first time in her life that she miscalculated, because what Ya'er said was inconsistent with the "thing" she saw with her eyes. What she saw was the man who was now like a god. She was not praying for immortal protection, but praying for immortal protection.

The lines on it cannot be called beautiful, but are extremely complicated and obscure.

"Ya'er, be good, don't think about praying to the Immortal Protector. In the future, my sister will find you a more interesting and beautiful magic weapon for you to play with. This praying to the Immortal Protector is related to a very important person. We can't deal with it now.

This person has a confrontation."

Ya'er nodded without replying, not sure whether she heard it or not.

But when Ya'er came back to her senses, she couldn't figure out who her sister said "we" couldn't have a direct conflict with. Is there anyone in the world that "we" couldn't offend?

Ya'er was about to ask, but she didn't ask, because Jiutian Xuanlei was already very close to Duanmu, and they were about to come into contact. Qiongqi kept waving his silver wings, Duanmu stood proudly in the air, Ya'er's first

Once, her heartbeat quickened and she felt like she was suffocating. She was waiting for what kind of surprise this boy would bring her.

Duanmu drove the Praying Immortal Guard in front, injecting all his true energy into the Praying Immortal Guard. The green light of the Praying Immortal Guard flowed slowly around Duanmu's body like water. Duanmu's whole body seemed to be in a water egg formed by green brilliance.

Same.

Like all magic weapons, the Praying Immortal Protector has extremely astonishing defensive power, but it also relies on the user's own true energy to drive it. If a person has poor cultivation, even if he holds the Praying Immortal Protector in his hand, it does not mean that he possesses it.

An absolute defense.

At this time, the true energy in Duanmu's body was greatly opened, and all the true energy he had cultivated for six years day and night was injected into it. As long as he was in the green light, ordinary attacks could not cause harm, and there was a praying immortal guard in front of Duanmu.

It is the main barrier to defend against the Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder.

The Nine Heavens Mysterious Thunder slowly collided with the praying Immortal Protector. Duanmu finally spurted a mouthful of blood from his mouth, and the blood droplets gradually reached the Immortal Protector. The Immortal Protector felt the master's essence and blood. The shield was obscure and had simple lines.

He started to swim as if he was alive, and the blood that Duanmu had just spurted out due to the heavy injury from Xuan Lei was also absorbed by the lines.

The green light emitted by the Praying Immortal Guardian suddenly changed. It became bright red and the light became brighter. Whether it was because of the heavy damage just now or because of the loud thunder, I actually heard the roar of a wild beast coming from the Praying Immortal Guardian.
Chapter completed!