With a thud, the servant immediately knelt down.

"San Gongzi, please spare me, please spare me, I'm so naughty, I'm so angry!"

"Mu Jingyu's face turned heavy, and he gritted his teeth and put a word out of his mouth: "Get out!"

The servant looked at the third young master, then looked at the closed door behind him, and got up from the ground decisively, and ran away.

[Miss, wait for me, I will bring you reinforcements and let General Mu come to save you!]

Mu Jingyu sat down in frustration at the place where the servant was originally squatting.

He decided to wait.

The little sister doesn't come out for a day, he just waits for a day.

He will wait for two days if he doesn't come out.

Inside the house, Mu Qianqian, who was immersed in the alchemy, knew nothing about what was happening outside.

At this time, she stood in front of the alchemy furnace, with a serious face, staring at the stove in front of her with a focused and serious look.

The purple Ganoderma lucidum was thrown into the elixir furnace, and the blood lotus instantly covered it.

Under the control of Mu Qianqian's soul power, he tried his best to suppress the flame, and then tried to increase the flame strength bit by bit.

Purple Ganoderma lucidum is the main medicine for refining the Purple Ling Pill. After all, there is only one plant, so she cannot tolerate her carelessness.

Therefore, Mu Qianqian was extremely careful in refining it.

Concentrate mental power.

In his mind, the Spirit-Devouring Bead trembled lightly again.

A trace of cold light shone out and floated towards the alchemy furnace.

Xiaohuang, who was huddled in the eggshell, staring at her corns, showing envy and jealousy.

[Now even a broken bead can help people get busy. Hey, suddenly I feel that I am useless!]

The faint cold light of the Spirit-Devouring Pearl drifted towards Xiaohuang.

[Useless little beast, you are suitable for shrinking eggshells!]

Xiaohuang is furious.

[Broken beads, if you have the ability to fight, you are a little beast, and your whole family is a little beast.]

The Spirit-Devouring Pearl fell silent again, and the faint cold light continued to float towards the alchemy furnace, ignoring the birds shouting beside them.

From day to night.

The sun rises and the moon sets.

In a flash, Mu Jingyu squatted outside for three days.

And Mu Qianqian also practiced alchemy for three consecutive days.

Suddenly, a wave of air rose into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, dark clouds rolled and the sky changed drastically!

Thunder trembled above Mu Mansion.

A purple thunder as thick as a bowl slashed straight towards the room where Mu Qianqian was.

"Damn, what's the matter?"

Mu Jingyu, who was squatting on the ground without any image, jumped up in shock and stared at the sky in shock.

"Purple, purple thunder tribulation, be careful!" The next second, Mu Jingyu's expression changed drastically, and he rushed towards the room where Mu Qianqian was.

General Mu and others were shocked and rushed towards this side.

Mo Yan, who was in charge, had the fastest speed. He rose into the air with a mysterious robe and turned toward the purple thunder.

"Young Master, be careful!" Mo Ling'er covered her mouth in surprise, her pupils contracted violently, and she was nervous.

"Young Master, no!" Old Wen below was so scared that he almost stopped arriving.

The catastrophe of heavenly thunder!

How can the young master fight against Purple Thunder with his own strength?

Is this life-threatening?

Seeing Mo Yan approaching the thunder, he captured the purple thunder with his fair jade hand.

Zi Lei seemed to have eyes, but turned aside one direction and slashed at Mu Qianqian's room at a tricky angle.

Bang!

With a loud bang, it collapsed.

A big hole broke in the room where Mu Qianqian was, and dust was flying.

The little man was still standing in front of the alchemy furnace, not moving.

A trace of purple thunder energy penetrated into the alchemy furnace and merged into the elixir.ωωw..net

The rapidly rotating alchemy furnace has no intention of stopping.

Mu Jingyu was shocked by the purple thunder and flew backwards, his face was shattered, and his hair was on the erect side in an explosive manner.

【Puff, hahaha…】

Xiaohuang, who was huddled in the eggshell, smiled unkindly.

【Fried into coal balls, hahaha…】

Feeling the purple thunder storm brewing in the sky, Xiaohuang glared at her pair of corns.

If you dare to chop the owner of its family, Xiaohuang will not show her power and think she is a weak chicken!

Another purple thunder struck down the sky.

It was impartial and just slashed at Mu Qianqian.

The little phoenix in the eggshell flapped its wings, opened its mouth wide, and sucked the purple thunder energy in.

The remaining part continued to be sucked in by the alchemy furnace.

Mu Jingyu next to him was stunned.

I was also struck by lightning, but my little sister is fine?

The third purple thunder struck again.

Mo Yan's figure swept away and stood directly above Mu Qianqian.

The spiritual power in his body was used to set up a barrier and protect the little girl.

When Mr. Yun, who was rushing to see this scene, his body shook and his eyes were incredible.

This kid's strength is so terrible.

What kind of perverted existence is this!

He could not even tell the depth of his strength.

Why did such a hidden boss hide his strength and join in the fun at their Imperial Academy?

The strangeness in Mu Mansion attracted countless spiritualists to watch.

Including those bigwigs from all sides who escorted family disciples to the Imperial Academy for examination and have not left yet.

For a moment, spiritual people gathered around Mu Mansion.

It was black and thick, like a black feather.

The Mu Mansion was surrounded by a stream of water, and more and more people rushed towards this place.

"Hiss, that's not the one from the Hidden Mo Clan. He actually wanted to stop the thunder tribulation!"

A shout came out of the crowd.

Everyone stared at the sky with their eyes full of surprise.

Fight against Purple Thunder with your own strength.

It's simply a dream!

boom!

The thick purple thunder collided with the barrier, and the barrier trembled slightly, turning into an extremely thin layer, barely supporting it there.

Mu Qianqian in the barrier was not damaged at all, and her attention was still in the cauldron.

There was a thunder outside, but she was not affected at all, and she was concentrating on refining the pills.

"Brother Young Master, you can't continue!" Mo Ling'er shouted to the sky.

The young master's soul has been severely damaged and has not recovered yet. If he forcibly resists the thunder tribulation, he will be unable to bear it.

Injuring the roots will destroy the foundation!
To be continued...