[Buran, you got quite a lot of things, such as musical scores, wind-attribute spiritual crystal bed, high-level spiritual grass, spiritual fruit...]

Bu Ran looked a little weird when he mentioned the spirit fruit, and inexplicably he thought of the offspring fruit that Feng Wan gave him.

【Tell me something else.】

[There are others, too. Since Xiao Wanwan entered Tianyuan Sect, have you become more diligent than before? 】

【That's right, he is indeed a lucky star.】

In order to cope with the thunder disaster in the Nascent Soul stage, Feng Qingqing has built a protective barrier for herself.

This was not the first time that Feng Qingqing had experienced a calamity, so she was experienced.

The power of the thunder tribulation in the Nascent Soul stage was more than twice that of the thunder tribulation in the Golden Core stage. Feng Qingqing did not dare to take it lightly, nor did she dare to bear it easily with her body.

Even if I am practicing physical education, I would not dare to do this.

The roar was accompanied by dazzling lightning, and the first bolt of lightning as thick as an adult's arm directly hit the protective shield Feng Qingqing had built.

Although the thunder tribulation in the Nascent Soul stage has been strengthened, Feng Qingqing's cultivation level has also improved, so this time the protective shield is not completely broken, but it is broken into a spider web shape.

Feng Qingqing hurriedly used her finger skills to repair it in order to prepare for the second thunder disaster.

The power of the second thunder tribulation was greater than that of the first. There was a loud click and the protective shield was broken.

It's too late to build a protective shield anymore, the third thunder catastrophe has already arrived.

Bu Ran is still the same as before, he will not take action until the moment of life and death.

Moreover, this is a calamity that Feng Qingqing should go through. If outsiders interfere without authorization, Heaven will punish her.

Feng Qingqing poured spiritual power into the fireworks sword, and a fire dragon collided with the third lightning.

The huge aftermath razed all the houses in the yard to the ground.

Feng Qingqing spit out a mouthful of blood.

Feng Wan frowned slightly. The thunder tribulation in the Nascent Soul stage was really overbearing. When Feng Qingqing was in the Jin Dan stage, she was able to withstand seven of them with her own strength.

I'm afraid that won't work this time.

The red fox was also nervous for Feng Qingqing. Although it was unruly, it was not satisfied with signing a master-servant contract with a little human girl.

But after witnessing Feng Qingqing's growth, his feelings for Feng Qingqing were completely different.

The owner of his family is hard-working, has a good temperament, is good-looking, and has a good sister.

It's really hard to find such a master.

It is very satisfied now, so it doesn't want anything to happen to Feng Qingqing at all.

If it doesn't work, it will block Feng Qingqing's path.

Even though she was injured, Feng Qingqing still smiled openly and wantonly.

Although the process of becoming stronger is very painful, she can persevere.

As long as she survives the thunder tribulation of the Nascent Soul Stage, she will be a Yuanying Stage monk, and she can better protect and save her.

In order to make her immortal journey more exciting and to protect the people she wants to protect, she must not fall.

If you have the belief that you will win in your heart, you will not be easily defeated.

Five more bolts of lightning struck, and even with the help of a magic weapon, Feng Qingqing was still bruised and bloody.

But even so, Feng Qingqing is still smiling. As long as she can't be hit to death, she won't fall.

Zhang Yang's red coat was torn, his bright and charming face was covered in blood, and his broken leg was bleeding continuously.

Feng Wan's hand hanging by her side was tightly held, and there was only one left left.

As long as you get through this, my sister will succeed.

But often the power of the last thunder tribulation is the strongest. Feng Qingqing has reached the end of her power again. She is really afraid...

[Bai Yu, are you sure you can deal with the last thunderbolt? 】

Bai Yu is already at the eighth level, which is equivalent to the early stage of divine transformation of a human monk. He should have no problem dealing with the thunder tribulation in the Nascent Soul stage.

[Master, don’t worry, I can do it. 】

Feng Qingqing is the master's sister and someone the master cares about. As long as the master gives the order, she will rush.

【Okay, wait for my instructions.】

【yes.】

The last thunderstorm hovered in the air for a while, and then hit hard.

As expected of the finale, the last thunder calamity was actually thicker than the previous eight.

Feng Qingqing raised her head, narrowed her seductive fox eyes, and raised the pyrotechnic sword in her hand again.

The red fox also opened its mouth and spit out a huge fireball, helping Feng Qingqing cope with the disaster.

Feng Qingqing was ready to make a desperate move, and Bai Yu was also ready to go.

But the expected lightning did not strike, but struck a network of light.

The light net was extremely strong, and even the domineering Ninth Nascent Soul Stage Thunder Tribulation did not damage it at all.

The Tyrant Lion turned around to look at the man on his back who was looking too much.

After all, he brought it out single-handedly. How could Buran watch his disciple fall in front of his eyes?

Feng Qingqing is still too young, her cultivation speed is too fast, her foundation is unstable, and her spiritual power reserve is insufficient.

Having survived eight thunder tribulations is her limit, and she might become a cripple even if she survives the ninth thunder tribulation.

Bu Ran would not take action until it was a life or death situation, so the situation just now was really critical.

Bu Ran is arrogant and arrogant, but he is always measured.

He would not disregard Feng Wan and others' lives in order to bring out their potential.

When the time comes, he will take action faster than anyone else.

Tyrant Lion's eyes were filled with pride. It was precisely because Bu Ran was so powerful and reliable that he followed him wholeheartedly.

Although sometimes he is very bad, who can understand his happiness.

[Buran, you blocked a thunderbolt for Feng Qingqing, heaven will not punish you, right?]

Bu Ran raised his eyebrows and said, "Let it come."

Tyrant Lion sucked him again, he really loved his Bu Ran's madness to death.

This can be regarded as Chi Guoguo's challenge to the way of heaven.

If someone provokes you, Heaven will naturally punish you.

An extra thunderbolt hit Buran.

"Master, be careful."

"Uncle, be careful."

"Don't be careful."

Several worried voices sounded at the same time, but only the person involved, Buran, was very calm.

Lifting the World Sword lightly, a large amount of spiritual power was poured into it, and he lifted it towards the sky with all his strength.

The overbearing sword energy collided with the sky thunder.

There was a loud bang that shook people's ears almost to the point of deafness.

Although Feng Wan shut down his sense of hearing immediately, he was still temporarily deaf for a moment.

When I looked again, the dark clouds and thunder dispersed at the same time, restoring the blue sky.

If it weren't for the miserable Feng Qingqing and the charred earth underground, it would be as if nothing had happened just now.

Feng Wan hurriedly fed Feng Qingqing and took Shenggu Dan and Musheng Dan.

"Buanwan, I'm fine, just change into a robe. You go see my master."

When Feng Qingqing first joined the Holy Sword Peak, she just wanted to take care of Feng Wan and make it easier for her to visit.

She always felt that her master would never take on a disciple, but after getting along with him later, she realized that she was completely wrong.

Buran not only knows how to teach, but he also teaches very well. She now truly respects him as her master.

"Wanwan, you go see Lord Buran, leave this to me." Bai Rou took Feng Qingqing from Feng Wan's hand.

"good."

Feng Wan flew in front of Bu Ran and looked carefully at the handsome man sitting on the Tyrant Lion, with not even a hair out of place.

"Uncle Buran, are you okay?"

"It's okay, but I've helped your sister so much, do I have to express it?"

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