EFB Chapter 139
Chapter 139
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After the lightning strike, Wen Wuning's hair was slightly scattered, under the messy hair, bright red blood flowed down her temples and onto her fair face.
The hand held by Lan Fei'er moved slightly, and she also looked at Lan Fei'er, with no emotion in her eyes, Lan Fei'er didn't care at this time, and whispered to Wen Wuning with a bright smile.
"With the magic pill in my body, I will definitely be able to put away this umbrella for you."
Although I don't know why, Wen Wuning's blood may be the key to retracting the umbrella. Now as long as there is enough power to fight against this vast spiritual power, he should be able to retract Guiyuan.
After thinking about it, Lan Feier mobilized the magic pill in her body, and the magic breath circulated in Lan Feier's body like a tide, and finally concentrated in her hands.
Wen Wuning also tried to mobilize the spiritual power pouring into his body, so that he could use it with his hands.
"what!!"
The two worked together, and the umbrella rib moved slightly.
A gleam of hope appeared on the desperate faces of the six masters on the six-corner stage, but Ju Yichen remained unmoved.
But not long after, another thunder suddenly fell. After the white light on the hexagonal platform disappeared, there were bloodstains on the foreheads and hands of the two people under the umbrella. Stretch to the max.
This sky thunder wiped out the only hope in the hearts of the six masters, because when the next sky thunder came again, Guiyuan would be destroyed, and the thunder would fall on the people under the umbrella.
"Let's go!" After saying these two words to Wen Wuning and Lan Feier, Xu Ying on the hexagonal platform dissipated one after another on the hexagonal platform like ashes.
Before dissipating, Shen Wanshan was full of spiritual power in the middle, but the man who was still full of lifeless smile said wryly: "Brother, I hope you have a happy death and your wish can come true."
After all, there are hundreds of years of brotherhood.
When Wen Huan's phantom dissipated, Lan Feier saw tears streaming down Wen Wuning's cheeks.
She knew that even the phantom couldn't be maintained, so these big guys were almost attracted by Guiyuan, and they were going to die just like the flowers and plants outside.
Lan Feier is really distressed.
The brother died, the whole family died, and now even the last relatives are dead.
Wen Wuning raised his eyelashes, looked at Lan Feier, and said softly: "Let's go."
"Are you going?"
Wen Wuning didn't speak, and looked at Lan Fei'er quietly with his eyes.
When Lan Fei'er was having a headache for her stubbornness, she saw Wen Wuning suddenly leaning over, his lips gently pressed against her lips, and messy hair fell on her face.
Lan Feier stared blankly in a daze, but her heart was beating her chest like a turbulent wave. What the wind and waves brought was bright sunshine, flowers and green grass, all of which were chaotically fragrant and sweet.
Lan Fei'er was confused by herself, and when she reacted, Wen Wuning had already retreated, with a face as if nothing had happened, enduring the pain and clasping the umbrella bone with her five fingers as if the bone was broken As if to pull it down.
Wen Wuning knew that there was nothing she could do about the catastrophe in Lingyun Mountain, but she must exchange Guiyuan intact to the Demon King.
To avoid disasters for the human race.
Lan Fei'er was stunned by Wen Wuning's desperate appearance.
Across a small umbrella, thunder rumbling overhead, the next thunder is gathering momentum and will fall at any moment.
But Lan Fei'er had no fear in her heart, her empty and dark heart was fuller and warmer than ever before.
She died without fear.
It's just that she wants Wen Wu to live in peace, and even more wants to live in this world with her.
She smiled warmly and looked at Wen Wuning, Wen Wuning understood it, and they decided to fight to the death.
"Ahhhhh!!"
Following the two long howls together, the magic breath in the magic pill gushed out like endlessly, and the spiritual energy pouring into the umbrella seemed to be alive for a moment, it did not enter Ju Yichen's body under the umbrella, but It is gathered around Wen Wuning's body.
If there are others in the hall, they will be able to see that the thunder cloud will return to the Yuan, and a cloud of black and purple magic breath and a cloud of pure white spiritual energy will chase each other.
Under the umbrella, Ju Yichen finally raised his head slowly. He looked up at the top of his head. At this moment, a thunderclap shook the sky, and a dazzling white light exploded in front of his eyes.
One of the nine thunders will be stronger than one.
But this time, after the sixth thunderstorm fell, the thunderclouds that had been entrenched on Lingyun Mountain for two days and one night finally dissipated slowly.
As the sun set through the thick clouds, the entire Lingyun Mountain formed a [-]-mile-wide barren land from the center to its surroundings.
The disciples and beasts who ran to the foot of the Xiaoying Mountain could only tremble and wait for death because they could not climb the snow-capped mountain. Seeing the setting sun suddenly seemed like a dream, and after a long silence, they could no longer perceive the danger, so they walked back slowly.
When they returned, they saw a pure white dragon in the rolling thunder clouds above their heads, and the white scales of the dragon reflected a dazzling blue light in the morning sun.
The Jiaolong hovers over Lingyun Mountain. Although the Jiaolong is not a real dragon, it will only appear in the treasure land of Lingshan like a real dragon, and it is a symbol of auspiciousness.
Just when all the disciples were thankful that they had come, they were sad and about to shed tears after the catastrophe.
I saw Jiaolong flying down from the clouds, it was swimming among the seven peaks, suddenly it swung its long tail and the seven peaks were knocked down one after another, and the dust kicked up was thousands of feet, I saw Jiaolong flying out of the dust, rushing up Ling Xiao let out an earth-shattering roar of anger.
These disciples looked blank.
After the dust settled, they found that there was another peak that survived the disaster. This mountain was located in the south, facing Ju Yichen far away, and it was Uncle Wen.