It seems that because Ling Xuewei is undergoing a tribulation, this thunder light is stronger than before!
Xiong Cang then flew up and wielded his double tiger hammers and came down heavily!
"Thunder Tiger Shocking Hammer!"
boom!
The air wave explodes!
Wails everywhere!
Xiong Cang forcibly broke the seal and came to Lightning in one swift step.
"Is the little guy okay?"
Lightning spread its wings, raised its head and neighed.
"Okay! Let's go!"
Xiong Cang flew onto its back, sprayed out a stream of blue fire with lightning, and then rushed out.
When the three people in Lingxi saw that Lightning had been rescued, they were immediately overjoyed.
"Yifeng! The snowball is still in that person's hand!"
Yifeng's eyes fell on the priest, "No matter what, we have to rescue Xueqiu!"
"Wait a minute!"
Xiong Cang stopped them, "That man is too strong, you will only die if you go!"
"What should we do? We can't leave Snowball alone!"
"Wait a little longer."
Xiong Cang kicked a ghost army away and panted, "Our reinforcements will be here soon!"
"Reinforcements?"
…
The blue sky.
Endless as far as the eye can see.
Suddenly, several black spots rushed out in the distance, and then the darkness came like raindrops!
Only when we got closer did we realize that it was an army composed of dozens of arks.
On the flying boat, there were several people standing impressively.
Neatly and densely packed.
The leader of the group had handsome features and was unruly, but his eyes were full of solemnity.
It was Di Jian who came with the independent army.
Running day and night, tirelessly.
Now, it's finally here.
The flying boat was like a stream of light, passing by instantly and disappearing.
…
The fighting here is getting more intense.
But soon, Lingxi and others couldn't bear it anymore.
There are simply too many ghost troops. If it weren't for the powerful fighter jets, they might not be able to hold them back long ago.
But even so, a few people stayed in front of Ling Xuewei without moving an inch.
There were piles of corpses all around. Xiong Cang and Yue Feng were able to carry nearly half of the ghost army, and the rest fell on the bodies of Ling Xi and Yue Wei.
boom!
boom!
boom!
Finally, the last thunderstorm came!
The red clouds in the sky flashed, layer upon layer pressed down.
The lightning, which was more violent than before, finally fell with a crash!
The thunder pillar was as thick as a giant tree. In front of it, even the lightning seemed extremely weak.
In the beam of light, Ling Xuewei's whole body was burnt black and her flesh and blood were blurred.
The originally snow-white skin became miserable again, bloodshot eyes overflowed from the corners of the mouth, and the face looked like frost.
Suddenly, a figure appeared in front of the light pillar.
When the people from Lingxi saw it, their expressions changed drastically.
It is the priest who protects against evil!
It turns out that he has been holding back and is waiting for now!
The three people in Lingxi were anxious, but they had no time to separate themselves!
Yue Feng and others were also entangled by the ghost army. At this moment, a red light pillar suddenly rose into the sky!
Yu Xie's expression changed, and the black mist of the scepter fell!
Red and black collide, drowning everything in an instant!
boom!
Mushroom clouds exploded in the sky!
A layer of air waves set off and spread like water ripples.
Lingxi and others were immediately thrown away!
"Lingxi!"
Suddenly there was a chirping of birds, and lightning struck in front of a few people!
"lightning!!"
…
After a while, the smoke finally dispersed.
Yifeng and others felt their ears ringing and they were extremely dizzy.
"Ahem... Lingxi, Axuan, how are you doing?"
"No, it's okay..."
The lightning blocked most of the residual power, and they only suffered some injuries, which were not fatal.
"Xuewei!"
Lingxi suddenly stood up, and the three of them immediately looked into the sky.
But where is Ling Xuewei's figure in the sky?
The three of them turned pale and soon saw the priest.
Yu Xie took back his scepter and sneered, "If you want to become a Martial Saint, you have to see if you have the destiny."
Yu Xie's eyes turned and fell on the Lingxi people.
In an instant, his body rushed out!
Suddenly, a faint sound came from the sky and the earth.
"The Finger of the Great Desolate Prisoner, shattered!"
There was silence for a moment.
Then, boom, a golden beam of light crashed down!
In an instant, a three-mile radius was instantly wiped out!
Yu Xie fell heavily and was pressed to the ground by the light beam, motionless.
The five thousand ghost troops around them were instantly stunned.
One blow, shattering mountains and rivers.
Destroy living beings and break the sky.
In the light, a shadow stood in the sky.
Black hair, flamboyant.
Face, out of dust.
Between the eyebrows, a wisp of golden lines flashes, which is holy, noble and majestic.
As if coming from the Nine Heavens Immortal Palace, stepping on white clouds and coming gracefully.
Looking at the familiar face, the three people in Lingxi cried with joy.
"Xuewei!!"
Ling Xuewei lowered her eyes, nodded slightly to them, waved her hand, and the invisible wind gently lifted a few people and brought them to a safe place and put them down.
The feeling of being gently held up was strange and surprising to several people.
Is this the strength of a martial saint?
Yue Feng's eyes twinkled, overflowing with joy.
Very good!
The mistress has finally stepped into the realm of gods! The emperor must be very happy to know this!
One step, another step.
Golden lotuses bloom under your feet, creating a scent of fragrance every step of the way.
In the blink of an eye, he appeared among the ghost army.
"break."
A dull voice sounded, and the invisible air blade instantly slashed across the ghost army's neck, sending thousands of heads flying instantly.
She gently picked up the unconscious Xueqiu, blinked again, and appeared in front of the three people in Lingxi.
"Xuewei!!" Everyone was so excited that they almost cried.
"Help me take care of it." Ling Xuewei said softly.
"Don't worry."
In fact, Ling Xuewei had feelings when Snowball was going crazy.
At that time, she entered a very mysterious state, and her consciousness seemed to be trapped in a box, unable to move. Her whole body was in a state of suspended animation, so Lingxi and the others could not sense her pulse.
But only she knew that at that time there was a vague warmth flowing into her body from her fingertips, secretly repairing her broken Dantian.
It cannot be broken or established.
Reborn from the ashes.
These eight words flashed in her mind, and she understood immediately.
Perhaps only by experiencing the calamity of death can one truly transform.
She didn't know if other people were like this when they broke through to the Martial Saint, but she had an intuition that she was special.
As for the reason for this, she wasn't sure.
Maybe it's because of the Nine Nether Brahma Ring, or maybe it's the space in the body?
All in all, everything has its own destiny.
boom!
The golden pillar was suddenly washed away by a black mist, and Yu Xie rushed out from the light mist.
Ling Xuewei was not surprised.
Originally, Ling Xuewei only wanted to suppress him for a moment, and did not want to kill him with one move!
After being promoted to Martial Saint, his spiritual consciousness has become sharper. The priest in front of him has an even stronger aura than the protector.
The protector is at most a second-level Martial Saint.
And the person in front of me is probably at least level four.
Although she successfully promoted to Martial Saint, she was only at the beginning level. Facing those who were four levels higher than her, her chances of winning were low.
"I didn't expect that you could successfully break through in this situation."
Opposite him, Yu Xie slowly took off his dirty robe, and someone immediately offered him a brand new, clean robe to put on.
He spread his hands and looked deeply, with oppressive and murderous intent.
