Yun Zheng, a genius pupil master and mystic master from a hidden clan in Huaguo!
One day, she transmigrated and became a waste despised by the world!
A waste? With a flip of her hand, s...
The white light that enveloped them gradually dissipated, and the dark clouds above them also showed a tendency to retreat, and the lightning became less and less.
The painful voices of Feng Xinglan and the other seven people could be heard continuously.
Yun Zheng's face turned pale. She used her own heart essence and blood as a blessing to improve their talents. As for to what extent they could improve, she had no idea.
It won't be too bad after all.
Yun Zheng raised her eyes and glanced towards the rightmost space. The two leaders should have heard the noise and were coming back soon.
She immediately set up a concealed barrier for Feng Xinglan and the other seven.
It is not so easy for people to see through the changes in their bodies.
Yun Zheng's eyes swept across their extremely painful faces, she pursed her lips and did not try to help them anymore. They had to get through this stage.
That single drop of her heart's essence and blood couldn't be wasted. After all, it was one of the most precious things in her body. Now that she was offering it to "bless" them, her divine power suddenly weakened a lot.
She feels no pain and no regrets.
Because they deserve it.
Soon, the two leaders of the Continent of Gods and Demons came back. When they saw the scene in front of them, their expressions suddenly changed.
How could the thunder tribulation end so quickly? !
Judging from the time when thunder tribulations struck in the past, it shouldn't have dissipated so quickly!
but……
Ming Xun and Ming Ye saw that Feng Xinglan and the other seven had indeed advanced to the first level of the Pseudo-God Realm, proving that they had survived the thunder tribulation.
Mingxun sensed something was amiss and asked inquiringly, "Hey, how did that man advance to the second level of the Pseudo-God Realm? I remember him only being at the first level just now."
The person Mingxun was referring to was Feng Xinglan.
Mingye frowned, feeling quite puzzled.
Originally, Feng Xinglan was the most talented among the seven of them, but this talent was not enough for him to advance to two small realms in succession. After all, it was extremely difficult to break through to the realm above the pseudo-god level.
Mingye's eyes changed as he stared at the seven of them.
What’s going on?!
How come their talents suddenly became blurry and impossible to detect?
Originally, it was wishful thinking for people from outside the domain to want to become gods, not to mention that this was the "Outside East Domain".
Outside the East,
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