Seeing Leng Qingning lying on the ground covered in blood, Ye Qingzhu's face turned pale with fear and asked, "Master, is Junior Sister Leng dying? Should we go and help her?"
In a daze, she vaguely heard Yan Ci's anxious call in her ear.
"Hey, Leng Qingning, you have to hold on, don't fall asleep."
With her blurred vision, she saw the last brewing thunder in the sky. In the white silver ball, there was a faint hint of purple sun in the ball.
This small ball of purple sun thunder can double the power of the last thunder.
Is this evil God trying to cause trouble?
"Master, if we don't take action now, Junior Sister Leng will definitely not be able to survive this thunder tribulation."
Qingyuan looked at the long-brewing thunder tribulation and shook his head and sighed, "No, Yan Ci has already blocked part of the thunder tribulation for her. If I take action again, it will only increase her difficulty and even attract the wrath of the Heavenly Dao."
"You mean Yan Ci is helping her?" Ye Qingzhu suddenly realized that she hadn't seen the Demon King for the past few days. She then remembered that the Demon King was too lazy to walk and simply turned into his original form and hung on Junior Sister Leng.
Who knows if this gentleman is really lazy or just being hard-mouthed but soft-hearted?
"God is trying to kill me"
Leng Qingning no longer felt sorry for her magic weapons at this time, and took out all the magic weapons she could use.
She was suddenly surrounded by hundreds of magic weapons, as if only this could give her a sense of security.
All the monsters watching were stunned by her generosity. They swallowed their saliva and their eyes lit up.
"Oh my God, does she have so many magic weapons?" The little fox demons looked up at the sky without blinking, as if they had forgotten the fear that the thunder tribulation had just brought them.
The Fox King smacked their heads in anger and said, "Look at how useless you are. You can't even walk when you see a magic weapon."
The little foxes pouted in grievance.
The thunder in the sky did not fall for a long time, and Leng Qingning's heart became more and more tense.
Didn't the occasional rumbling thunder seem to mock her insignificance?
“Boom!——”
Just when everyone was caught off guard, the last thunder came at lightning speed. Before everyone could recover, they only vaguely felt a white light coming, and the thunder suddenly exploded, and a thick smoke rose.
Through the thunder tribulation, she seemed to see a pair of huge golden eyes, full of indifference and scrutiny, staring at her coldly with an attitude of indifference to everything.
Leng Qingning was almost enveloped in a suffocating and oppressive atmosphere, and she couldn't even muster the strength to resist.
"Leng Qingning, stupid woman, what are you doing standing there? Wake up quickly!" Yan Ci's hurried voice came to her ears. Although she wanted to respond to him, those cold golden eyes seemed to stretch out a pair of sharp claws, strangling her throat and making her lose the ability to speak.
Her whole body seemed to be blown into countless pieces, and she didn't even have time to feel the pain. When her consciousness became blurred, the majestic yet kind eyes in her body appeared again.
"You bold and despicable fellow, how dare you target my descendants like this? Do you really think that there is no one in my Beast God clan?" The golden figure descended like a god from heaven, and the long spear in his hand cut through the sky.
“Ahhhhhh!——”
"Damn it, you old bastard, you can't even let people rest in peace after you die!"
The golden eyes were immediately shattered, and disappeared with a scream.
The figure standing in the air looked at Leng Qingning with deep eyes. The sharp look suddenly became soft and turned into golden light and sank into Leng Qingning's body.
No one knew what was happening.
The demons subconsciously retreated to avoid the thunder, covering their mouths and noses with their sleeves. At this moment, everyone's ears were ringing, as if they had lost their hearing.
When they came to their senses, they saw a deep pit on the ground and thick white smoke coming out from there.
The Fox King looked at the big pit and stamped his feet anxiously.
"It's over, it's over. This thunder tribulation is so powerful, and it created such a deep pit. Is that little female cultivator still alive?"
If this little female cultivator died in their fox clan, would that senior alchemist vent his anger on their fox clan?
Jing Cheng looked at the pit and regretted it very much, "It's all my fault. I should have known not to ask for advice at this time."
"Wuwuwu~ Junior Sister Leng, you died so tragically!" Yang Fan cried bitterly, "Although we only spent a few days together, we all treated you as our own sister. Why did you die first?"
Ye Qingzhu faced the deep pit that was emitting white smoke, crying and wiping her tears, saying, "Xiao Qingning~ Lord Demon King~"
The head of Qingyuan looked at them with a twitching mouth, an indescribable expression on his face, and asked: "What are you doing?"
"Um... Senior brothers and sisters, can you please let me get it up first and cry later?" Suddenly, a white and slender arm as white as mutton-fat jade emerged from the pit.
Duan Tinglang couldn't help but fan himself and exclaimed in admiration: "What a beautiful hand, as white as jade, so rare in the world~"
Ye Qingzhu was so angry that she hit him on the head with a slap. "Shut up, this is Junior Sister Leng!"
She pulled the hand in the pit and pulled her out. She saw Leng Qingning with her hair loose and wearing purple clothes. She looked glowing white.
Looking at her aura again, it was found that she was at the early stage of Nascent Soul. Leng Qingning had successfully advanced.
Everyone couldn't help but stare in amazement.
"Oh my God, Xiao Qingning, how come you suddenly become so beautiful?" Ye Qingzhu took a deep breath. As a woman, she couldn't handle it, let alone those male cultivators.
There was a light in Ye Qingzhu's eyes, as if she wanted to eat someone. Leng Qingning really couldn't resist her enthusiasm for her.
"Cough cough~" A sudden cough sounded from between the two of them, and then a wilted little black snake emerged from Leng Qingning's sleeve.
"Is this the Demon King? Demon King, why do you look so listless?"
"Shut up, you're so noisy, I want to sleep." He had just used up too much of his demonic power in order to help this woman survive the thunder tribulation.
Fortunately, this woman was lucky and had the protection of the Beast God. Otherwise, with the power of the thunder tribulation just now, Leng Qingning would have died for sure.
The way of heaven is really strange. Why would it target a lazy female cultivator like her who doesn't like to practice? This woman doesn't have any extraordinary talents like those gifted ones.
He inexplicably recalled that Leng Qingning had said some inexplicable things to him, such as the supporting actress who brought opportunities to the hero and paved the way for his success. Could it be that her life had already been arranged by heaven?
"Since the little girl is fine, we should carry out the next plan. We should take back Zixia Sect."
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Meanwhile, Zixia Sect hadn't heard any news about Qingyuan and the others for several months, and Daohong was unable to sleep or eat well.
What’s even more hateful is that he, the deputy leader of the sect, is unable to enter the sect’s forbidden area.
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