Chapter 67 Send you to accompany her

Author: West Lake Longteng

Chapter 67 Send you to accompany her

"ah!"

"Son of God helps!"

"No!"

Four powerful men from the Four Poles Realm screamed, and the treasure on their heads was almost instantly broken by thunder.

There is no resistance at all.

The terrifying thunder spread straight across the four people.

"Boom..."

A huge roar suddenly broke out.

The bodies of the four people exploded in an instant, and before the flesh and blood had splashed, they were melted away by the dark thunder.

No trace left.

The Wang family, who were guarded by four people, and the fairy in the Kaiyang Holy Land, also disappeared instantly.

"Dong!"

The nine-story pagoda above the son of the Yuhua God was constantly shaking and trembling under the thunder in the sky.

Fallen.

"puff!"

The next moment, the son of Yuhua opened his mouth to cough up blood, and his legs sank into the earth with great shock.

This dark thunder is terrible.

Destroy everything.

A body of divine power burst out in the Four Poles Realm, plus the pseudo-emperor weapon, was instantly injured.

If this continues, even he will die under this terrifying thunder.

"Damn it!"

The son of Yuhua cursed in his heart and subconsciously approached Li Qingyue.

He knew very well that only Li Qingyue died, and this would stop because of Li Qingyue's thunder in the sky.

But just as he looked up at Li Qingyue, his whole body paused in an instant, and his pupils were filled with shock.

I saw a huge, illusory text on Li Qingyue in the distance manifesting her body.

The endless Taoist aggregates rise, and the ultimate principles are intertwined.

There was even a faint ray of power of the Great Emperor, which could resist the thunder all over the sky.

"How is that possible?"

The son of Yuhua was shocked and looked at Li Qingyue incredibly.

"Boom..."

Li Qingyue roared constantly, and endless white light poured out, wanting to protect herself.

But it was instantly destroyed by the dark thunder.

The word "tribulation" in his dantian turned wildly, like a cycle of life and death, but he still could not resist the thunder in the sky.

Her body was little by little covered by dark thunder.

The bones and flesh of the body began to dry up little by little, turning into gray, and drifted in the dark thunder.

Even though the Emperor Wen was condensed, he still could not resist it at this moment.

This thunder can kill powerful people. Although she failed to gather that kind of terrifying thunder, she is not a powerful person either.

There is no holy weapon protection.

At this moment, I already felt the crisis of death.

Seeing that the pseudo-emperor weapon on the head of the God of Yuhua was constantly coughing up blood, and it could move, Li Qingyue's face showed a fierce light.

"Since that's the case... then kill him!"

"I have to take someone to cushion even if I die!"

As soon as the thought arose, Li Qingyue took action and stepped suddenly without any hesitation.

"Boom..."

The moment the footsteps fell, the order and rules of this world were once again touched.

The thunder in the sky is even more terrifying.

Like a huge black dragon flying.

Every lightning bolt is almost as thick as an arm.

Although it is far inferior to the thunder that kills powerful power, it still bursts out with powerful destructive power.

"Dong!"

The pagoda above the head of the Son of Yuhua God trembled violently.

The endless divine light flashed, but it still began to dim a little bit.

The body of the son of the Eagle Divine Son below was also trembling. Even if it was covered by divine light, blood spread all over his body.

"puff!"

Feeling the power of the thunder in the sky, the son of Yuhua looked a little frightened and kept coughing up blood.

At this moment, he actually felt a trace of death.

To activate the pseudo-imperial weapon, it consumes too much.

In just a short moment, most of the divine power was consumed.

If this continues, even if he is talented, he will be exhausted.

"boom!"

On the edge of the thunder, five figures were instantly blown away when the power of the thunder surged.

The body was filled with blood.

The five holy artifacts were all dim and had cracks.

"Li Qingyue!"

But even so, Yan Wushuang's voice still shouted.

His eyes stared at the girl in the thunder, and he was furious.

How could the dignified human body be protected by a mortal girl?

And it's the girl I love!

Not only did he not want to, even Yang Wuzheng, the Holy Son of Tianquan, the Holy Son of Yaoguang, and the Saint of Tianxuan would not want to.

But when he heard the movements of several people, Li Qingyue just looked back again, with a calm expression.

Then he turned his head and looked at the Son of Yuhua with fierce eyes.

If you dare to pay attention, you must have the awareness of death!

Although she is weak, if she doesn't want to, no one can force her!

"Boom!"

Suddenly, terrifying thunder fell, instantly submerging Li Qingyue.

The Son of the Eagle in the distance was also submerged by thunder.

At this moment, there was no other sound in this world, and only the roar of thunder was left.

"Damn it!"

In the thunder, the son of Yuhua was covered in blood and cursed and kept coughing up blood.

Such powerful thunder can even kill him even if it cannot annihilate the pseudo-emperor weapon.

At this moment, endless anger and murderous intent rose in his chest.

There is a hint of unwillingness and a hint of regret.

He should have long thought that the girl could walk on flat ground here, and she must have extraordinary means.

Even if he takes action, he should suppress it.

Instead of being so arrogant now and facing this crisis.
To be continued...