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Chapter 317 Reorganization

Amid the fear that filled the whole place, the first thunderbolt, as thick as a bucket, fell just like that.

Right at my feet, a mantis spirit happened to come over to interrupt me, and was struck by lightning to pieces.

I was also affected. I looked down at the smoky leather sleeves on my arms and saw that the cow-tiger skin was still somewhat useful.

When the mantis spirit fell, the monsters gasped and took a step back.

The old spider man couldn't care less about my eyes, and the pipe and pot in his hand made a loud sound.

"Kill her! She won't be able to attract thunder!"

I looked around and saw that the demons were like a huge and heavy cage, surrounding me. They were still shrinking in, and their cannibalistic expressions seemed to pierce my heart with thousands of arrows.

However, I still look forward to them getting closer.

The rabbit demon suddenly jumped over to me, and another thunder struck. Not only the rabbit demon, but also my arm suffered severe pain.

I turned my head to look at my shoulder. After all, the skin of an ox and tiger cannot withstand the purest and cleanest thunder in the world.

My left arm is gone.

pain.

Heartbreaking pain.

Blood spurted out, and that was all my blood.

If I continue like this, I'm afraid I'll wear myself out, so I have to speed up.

I started to bump into the monsters.

The demons who were advancing had solemn expressions on their faces, but when they saw me running towards them, they couldn't hold back any longer and fled in all directions.

"Help! Help!!"

"Don't shout! Are you embarrassed?" Centipede Spirit caught up with Rat Spirit.

And I caught up with the centipede spirit, and the thunder fell, and the centipede spirit was also blown up to the point where none of its legs were left.

The rat spirit took a deep breath, and then shouted even louder: "Help! Life!! Ah!!!!"

In the midst of blood and pain, I played a game of eagle-catching chicken with them.

Fortunately, Zhou Hu and the others were prepared before leaving. They seemed to have set up a formation outside the cemetery so that these demons could not escape.

Then, I can start the killing.

Zhou Hu, awesome.

So, I chased each one and hit each one with lightning.

The number of Banyaosi members has decreased visibly.

But there are also some smart ones among them. For example, the bad old man Spider Spirit didn't run away now. Instead, he called on all the demons to join forces to kill me, so that some people could escape.

Their small team was only a few steps away from me, but the space between them was empty.

I raised my head with great effort, and with my gradually blurred vision, I glanced at the sky where lightning and thunder were still roaring.

It was still too slow. I felt like I was about to die. I couldn't even feel the pain, nor could I feel my own body. I could only use my eyes to see my broken body.

I think my face has been chopped off.

No, this is not enough.

I need more thunder. Before I fall completely, these monsters must be wiped out.

The weeds are cut without removing their roots, but they will grow again when the spring breeze blows.

I sat down and, with my most pious attitude, prayed for a lightning strike that would flood the maple forest.

I saw the Heavenly Thunder Tribulation Talisman floating out from the position of my heart. On the other side, the faces that had just been colluding and ready to fight suddenly turned ashen and terrified.

"This...this is Song Qi's talisman!!"

"It's her. Besides her, who else can draw talismans out of thin air!"

"Yes! Apart from her, who else can be so picky that they can't even bear to use a piece of yellow paper!"

It turns out that Sister Song Qi is so famous.

I was thinking unclearly in my head.

Both of my hands were gone, so I could only bite the tip of my tongue and try my best to hit the talisman in front of me.

The talisman was completely broken, a thunder curtain completely covered the maple forest, and the sky turned white.

Even with my snake eyes, I can't see what kind of scenery there is after the white.

The deafening rumbling sound also swallowed up the screams of the demons.

Who can bear the power of thunder?

Fan Yaosi is dead, so I feel relieved.

This was my first thought after falling down.

Soon, the thunder fell and the white color gradually faded, and I realized that I was already dead.

I was floating in the air, looking at the dark, empty ground, with only my body lying there all alone.

The head is gone.

With a click, a piece of the cow-tiger skin on my shoulder was shattered, and the skin there had turned pitch black.

Click click click click.

The sound kept ringing, and my charred body was exposed to the air.

I squatted in mid-air, frowning and waited quietly for a while, but there was no sound from the Bodhisattva Fruit.

Hey, it seems that I can't live anymore, but it's worth using my life to exchange the lives of the entire Banyousi.

I whistled in a rare good mood.

Just as he was about to float away, outside the maple forest that was blown flat, a man staggered in and said, "Don't stop me!"

I looked over and was stunned for a moment.

It's actually the rising sun.

I have been staying at Grandpa San's house this month. Chaoyang goes to school every day and helps me clean the house on Saturdays and Sundays. Speaking of which, we haven't seen each other for a month.

Shen Zhaoshan pulled him behind him, crying and shouting: "She can't survive such a big thunder! I know you are friends, but... don't go and see..."

Chaoyang took a deep breath and tried his best to smile: "Do you think I'm crazy with grief and anger?"

"What?" Shen Zhaoshan was stunned for a moment.

Chaoyang then turned around and looked at him and the people chasing behind him: "Didn't you realize that before Lu Qi gave you the juice of the Bodhisattva fruit, he used a needle to prick the skin of the Bodhisattva fruit and squeeze out the juice.

Come out, now the Bodhisattva Fruit is in Nuanting’s body, how can we help Nuanning recover without pricking it open?”

"Oh!!" A bunch of people woke up from a dream as if they were sad.

I figured it out right away. Before, because my thoughts were all on Ban Yao Si, I didn’t think about it at all.

Shen Zhaoshan immediately gave an order: "Who has the dagger?"

"I!"

"I brought it too!"

"And I!!!"

"Stick her!"

A bunch of people were running towards my body with big smiles on their faces.

Then, they saw me in the air with an expressionless face.

Huang Mao cupped his hands at me: "Yun Nuanting, I'm offended!"

Zhou Hu nodded seriously: "This is all to save you, please understand."

"...If you were gentler, I would believe you."

One by one, they pierced the Bodhisattva fruit, clearly treating my body as a target, as if they were afraid that if I woke up, they would not have a chance to take revenge.

Huang Mao even went too far, pricking and pricking to the point of shouting: "I'm making you angry! I'm making you angry with me! Do you know you're wrong? Let me show you some color!"

I looked up to the sky and sighed.

Forget it, it's a good thing to be alive. I can already feel that my body is reorganizing.

Hiss... No, it's not just the body, there seems to be some strange things that are being reorganized.


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