Southern Desert.

Luo Wushuang was wearing a cloak, and Feng Qingyao stood in front of him.

"Senior Wuming, I'm really sorry for disturbing your practice." Feng Qingyao said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter, just calm down and wait for the thunder disaster to come."

Feng Qingyao crushed the jade slip because her thunder catastrophe of becoming a god was coming. She was worried that there would be danger. After thinking over and over again, she decided to invite the unknown senior to come over.

In fact, even if she didn't crush the jade slip, Luo Wushuang already knew through Jian Er that Feng Qingyao was going to survive the catastrophe.

The Southern Desert is still full of yellow sand, the wind is howling, and hurricanes are blowing between the sky and the earth.

There were dense thunderclouds in the sky, and lightning flashed in the clouds. The sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the depressing atmosphere shrouded the entire Southern Desert.

Feng Qingyao sat cross-legged and calmed down.

After a while, I heard a "boom".

The first thunder strikes!

This thunderbolt was as big as a giant mill, falling rapidly from the sky, drawing a blue-purple light and shadow in the space.

The air waves are rolling and turbulent, just like a surging river!

boom!--

A muffled sound was heard instantly, and Feng Qingyao's figure was blown away.

Seeing this scene, Luo Wushuang felt very distressed, but at this time, he could not help.

The only thing he can do is to protect Feng Qingyao here and prevent others from interfering.

Thunders rolled in one after another, getting stronger and stronger and faster and faster.

Um?

Suddenly, Luo Wushuang frowned slightly.

His spiritual thoughts have been covering the entire Southern Desert. At this moment, he suddenly detected a figure coming here. It was none other than Qin You.

Seeing this guy coming, Luo Wushuang immediately became vigilant.

Until now, he couldn't tell whether Qin You was an enemy or a friend.

He only knows that with his current strength, he cannot compete with Qin You.

"How come Brother Qinyou is here?" Luo Wushuang sent a message with his spiritual thoughts.

Hearing Luo Wushuang's spiritual voice, Qin You was surprised. She didn't expect that Luo Wushuang could sense his breath. He had hidden it very well.

For a time, Qin You became more and more wary of Luo Wushuang. He could almost calm down. Luo Wushuang's cultivation level must be above his.

"Brother Wuming, I haven't seen you for a long time. I happened to pass by this place and saw someone surviving the tribulation here, so I came here to take a look." Qinyou responded with a smile.

Luo Wushuang was a little suspicious, and his spiritual thoughts were always locked on Qinyou.

Feng Qingyao was still being attacked by lightning from the sky.

The seventh path!

The eighth path!

The ninth path!

Finally the ninth thunder struck.

boom!--

Feng Qingyao's delicate body was severely blasted into a deep pit by the thunder.

The thunderclouds in the sky gradually dispersed, and the thunderstorm ended.

Luo Wushuang flew into the pit, brought Feng Qingyao out, and returned directly to the palace.

Feng Qingyao suffered severe injuries and her face was extremely pale.

At this moment, she is not completely out of danger. If she cannot bear the pain, her life will still be in danger.

Luo Wushuang stayed by her side, calling and encouraging her constantly.

After spending half an hour, Feng Qingyao's condition finally recovered, and her aura was slowly improving.

Not long after, he successfully entered the virtual god realm.

Seeing this, Luo Wushuang stopped staying and flew away from here.

According to Feng Qingyao's cultivation speed, it will take at most two or three months to ascend to heaven.

…

God Realm, Dongji Mountain.

In the cave, Long Bo stood respectfully in front of Luo Wushuang.

"Long Bo, I heard that the Jiuyao Tower will be opened tomorrow, and I want you to go!" Luo Wushuang's clone said.

"Master asked the disciple to go? But..." Long Bo looked stunned.

"Don't have confidence?"

Long Bo smiled bitterly. Not only did he have no confidence, he had no confidence at all.

"Master, this disciple is only at the divine level now. When the Jiuyao Pagoda is opened, there will definitely be many powerful people there."

"It doesn't matter, the reason why my teacher asked you to participate is to sharpen you." Luo Wushuang said with a smile.

Hearing this, Long Bo took a deep breath.

No longer thinking about it, he looked at Luo Wushuang with a determined look and said, "Okay! The disciples will definitely obey the master's instructions!"

Luo Wushuang smiled with satisfaction.


Chapter completed!