Wang Guoyu, Sun Weihong, Su Qianjin, Liu Zhu and others all have a heart-warming desire.

They subconsciously thought that the strong man in the thunder tribulation was their senior. Their backer, the mysterious and powerful senior, was about to die?

"He is a senior cultivator and cannot die here! The department has said that the best treatment will be given to cultivators! We have to save him!" Lin Xiaoxian shook Wang Jingzhu hard.

But what can Wang Jingzhu do?

Lin Xiaoxian looked at her master and her wife who were also anxious. At that moment, she thought a lot.

If this immortal cultivator dies here, will the immortal cultivator group be angry with our country? Will they be angry with the master, wife and Zhuzi? If the immortal cultivator group is angry, what will happen to the master, master, wife, brother Ajing and Zhuzi? When the time comes, will they suffer from both sides?

Splint gas, forced into a desperate situation?

However, it seems that this immortal cultivator cannot be saved and will undoubtedly die. If the immortal cultivators do not express their anger, there may be only one way...

Lin Xiaoxian showed a look of determination, suddenly let go of Wang Jingzhu, rushed over and lay on Fusheng's body.

She thought: If someone in the family died trying to save the immortal cultivators, then the immortal cultivators should know that Lao Wang's family and Xia Guo really tried their best. Even if they still express their anger, there shouldn't be any punishment, right?

"Xiao Xian——" Wang Jingzhu exclaimed.

Everyone was screaming. "Lin Xiaoxian!"

Fusheng raised his eyes and saw the little lady who was protecting him tightly. He wanted to raise his hand to push her away, but he couldn't even move a finger.

Wang Jingzhu stamped her feet: Lin Xiaoxian, are you stupid? This is lightning, not a bullet. What is the use of a human shield?!

"Xiao Xian!" Seeing that another thunderstorm was about to strike down, Wang Jingzhu panicked and hurried forward, opening a spiritual shield, preparing to resist the thunderstorm.

Lin Xiaoxian burst into tears and hurriedly pushed Wang Jingzhu away. "Zhuzi, leave quickly! Leave! Let me die with him. This is an explanation to your master and the others!" One death is enough, there is no need.

Give two lives.

Wang Jingzhu was defeated by Lin Xiaoxian's Holy Mother brain circuit. She was too lazy to talk nonsense and grabbed Lin Xiaoxian's waist with both hands, easily picked her off Fusheng and threw her far away.

Lin Xiaoxian flew more than ten meters away, but landed lightly without any injuries.

As soon as Wang Jingzhu threw Lin Xiaoxian away, the thunderbolt, as thick as a bowl, jumped down from the sky like a dragon, only to hit the floating creatures.

Wang Jingzhu stretched her hands upward, trying hard to support the spiritual shield and resist the thunder.

Boom——

The tribulation thunder struck the spiritual shield, and the spiritual shield shattered. The tribulation thunder fell, and was about to fall on Wang Jingzhu.

At this moment, Wang Jingzhu's body suddenly erupted with a burst of golden light.

The tribulation thunder collided with the golden light, causing a deafening roar.

In just one second, Jie Lei was defeated by the golden light.

In the sky, thunderclouds are still gathering, and they continue to condense thunder.

The thunderstorm is not over yet.

Suddenly, a mysterious and obscure message appeared in Wang Jingzhu's mind.

It turned out that the golden light that suddenly appeared on Wang Jingzhu's body was the power of merit. She bought hundreds of thousands of disease-repelling pills from other worlds and saved countless people, so she gained merit.

When Lin Xiaoxian and Wang Jingzhu just jumped into the thunderstorm, Wang Guoyu and Sun Weihong almost fainted from fright.

Seeing that Wang Jingzhu had withstood the thunder calamity that even the senior cultivators could not withstand, the couple became excited again.

Everyone cheered!

Very good!

Blocked!

Liu Zhu slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "I didn't expect bamboo to be so powerful!"

Su Qianjin smiled and said: "She is a disciple of Senior Yuan Zhen, so of course she is great!"

Zhao Fen shook his head: "Is this person also a cultivator of immortality? Why is he so much worse than our bamboo!"

Meng Dun: "Of course there are different strengths and weaknesses among immortal cultivators! Miss Wang's master must be the most powerful among the immortal cultivators!"

Everyone seemed to have lost their memory, completely forgetting how much they had previously admired this lightning-immortal Fu Sheng.

At this moment, everyone was watching with starry eyes as Wang Jingzhu showed off his power and looked down upon the immortal cultivator who was lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Lin Xiaoxian cried with joy. "Zhuzi, you are so mean! You didn't say anything to save people earlier, you almost scared me to death!"

Wang Jingzhu glanced at Fusheng and said: "His name is Fusheng, and he comes from the Wentian Sect. Wentian Sect is not a force in our country. He is different from my master. My master was born in the Wang family of Xinghua three thousand years ago, and is of the same clan as my ancestors."

Anyway, I'm not lying. My ancestors and I must be of the same race.

"This time, he followed me here, not wanting to be punished by heaven for violating the oath of heaven."

Everyone was stunned. No wonder Wang Jingzhu didn't save people at first! It turned out that the two sides were not dealing with each other.

Lin Xiaoxian immediately followed the instructions of Special Section 11 and took out a pen and paper to record: Immortal cultivators are divided into multiple factions, which compete with each other and have conflicts. The rules of the world seem to have special restrictions on immortal cultivators. Imprisonment 1, those who violate the oath of heaven will be punished.

God's punishment. Whether there are other imprisonments is unknown.

"Zhuzi, the sect of this immortal cultivator is called Wentian Sect, so what is the name of the faction that your master belongs to? Are there other sects of immortal cultivators?" Lin Xiaoxian held up a small book and asked seriously.

Wang Jingzhu watched the thunderbolt falling as thick as a bowl, and gave Lin Xiaoxian a sad look: Sisters, break up our friendship! It's a matter of life and death for me to resist the thunderbolt of heaven, and you even interviewed me? You didn't say you cared about me!

Lin Xiaoxian sneered. "Zhuzi, I think you are quite leisurely. You can just stand here and stay there. These thunders can't hurt you. You are always busy, so I don't want to disturb you. Now that you are free, just say

Just tell me."

Of course it was very leisurely! The power of merit spontaneously resisted the thunderstorm. Wang Jingzhu was just like Lin Xiaoxian said, just standing here and acting as a lightning rod.

"Zou Zhou is really lucky to have hired such a good employee like you." Wang Jingzhu joked.

Lin Xiaoxian gave Wang Jingzhu a roll of her eyes. If you want to call me "shit", just say so.

"Okay, let me tell you. Originally, this is a secret and I can't tell it."

Wang Jingzhu pointed at Fusheng and turned on the divine blowing mode: "The faction he belongs to is called Wentian Sect. They have many people, but their strength is very poor. My master can make their entire sect fly into ashes and annihilate with one finger..."

Lin Xiaoxian remembered it very seriously.

Everyone:o(^▽^)o

The thunder calamity continues to fall.

Every thunder calamity was defeated by the golden light of merit.

As the lightning disasters fell one after another, the golden light of merit became lighter and lighter. This was because the power of merit in Wang Jingzhu's body was reduced due to consumption.

From the time the first thunderstorm fell to the end, it took more than half an hour.

A total of seventy-seven forty-nine thunder tribulations fell.

The thundercloud finally dispersed.

When Zou Zhou arrived, he only saw the last tribulation thunder.

Is this the legendary thunder disaster?

Zou Zhou suddenly felt a little regretful. Was his previous attitude towards Wang Jingzhu too rude?

"Senior Brother Fusheng?" Wang Jingzhu called.
Chapter completed!