The Emperor Crawling Out of the Grave

As Zi Linglong engraved more and more, the red thunder above the void became more and more violent.

It roared wildly, seeming to oppose the birth of this heaven-defying treasure.

"boom!"

A huge thunder and lightning, like a swallowing python, slammed down and rushed straight to the position of Zi Linglong.

The thunder and lightning that branched like a branch, with an aura of destruction, crushed the violent flames.

"burst."

Seeing that the red **** thunder was about to fall on top of Zi Linglong's head.

The pretty woman yelled, and the violent flame that was suppressed suddenly went up.

The boundless tongue of flames surging up, protecting Zi Linglong tightly, preventing water from entering.

"boom!"

The red Razer slammed into the turbulent flames.

A circle of shock waves visible to the naked eye rippled away at extreme speed.

The crazily destructive aura, mixed with the incalculable high temperature of the violent flames, is like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, instantly sweeping across a huge area.

"Help...Help."

A frightened female voice sounded.

A little maid, guarding not far away, there was a comatose man beside her.

It was the tower and the little maid.

Facing the rapid ripples, a cultivator at the level of the little girl couldn't resist at all.

Devilish Xiao Chen didn't even look at it, but stared closely at the top of Da Bao Yan.

Since that terrifying Thunder Sea appeared, a strange feeling has been in his heart.

This piece of thunder sea seems to be alive.

"Save people, Sun Thief." Seeing that the little maid was about to kill her, the human Xiao Chen was pulling the ears of the demon Xiao Chen desperately.

This girl is Zi Linglong's maid, and Zi Linglong is also a cute companion.

Zi Linglong will marry little cutie in the future, this girl is a little cute warmer baby, what a pity to hang up like this.

Human Xiao Chen's magical brain circuit had already thought of the distant future.

Demon Xiao Chen didn't bother to take care of this neurosis, and didn't mean to act.

In the eyes of Demon Xiao Chen.

Life and death are fate, wealth is in heaven.

It's unlucky to die, and it's a chance.

"The Great."

Seeing that Xiao Chen's human nature was like a monkey, and he was tugging at Xiao Chen's ears, the **** of death yelled distressedly.

"Whatever you want to do, do it yourself." The magical Xiao Chen impatiently patted the human Xiao Chen's little hand.

The **** of death nodded and waved his hand, a black wave surged out, supporting the little girl not far away with the iron tower.

A faint black halo from the tide of death shielded the two of them.

"Thank you sister." The little girl wiped her tears and kept thanking the **** of death.

It is also interesting that the **** who controls death has actually embarked on a job of saving people at this moment.

The first divine thunder was blocked by the violent flames, and the sea of ​​red clouds above the void became more and more fierce.

It seems to warn of the violent Yan, don't be nosy.

"boom!"

The second red **** thunder then fell, and there was no time for the beautiful woman to breathe.

The pretty woman's complexion was a bit ugly, and the power of this red void thunder was beyond her imagination.

The bursting energy contained in it was more than ten times that of an ordinary Thunder Tribulation.

"Linglong, stop quickly and let this dress resist thunder. I can only resist three divine thunders at most."

The pretty woman shouted, and the flames around her gathered frantically, forming a huge flame vortex.

"Burning the world."

The huge vortex whirled frantically, bringing up terrifying suction.

The red **** thunder was forcibly pulled out of the established orbit and blasted above the flame vortex.

"vomit……"

The terrifying energy directly caused the pretty woman's blood to squirt wildly.

"Thirty-seven thousand, eight hundred and fifty-four... Thirty-seven thousand, eight hundred and fifty-five..."

Zi Linglong was full of sweat, and the whole person was like a demon, and he kept muttering in his mouth.

There are fewer and fewer "Golden Luang Bao Lacquer" around her, but the weight of this dress is simply incalculable.

The engraving of ten thousand catties seems to be unable to fill it up at all.

"boom!"

Another sturdier divine thunder blasted down.

The pretty woman fought her life to block this divine thunder.

But this is also her limit. At this moment, her body is full of cracks, and there is fiery red molten in her right eye.

"Run..."

The pretty woman screamed like crazy.

This hysterical scream finally awakened Zi Linglong, who was about to fall into trouble.

She looked up at the furious sea of ​​clouds above her head, and smiled miserably.

Zi Linglong knew that it was over here.

"After all, I still don't have the ability to create a dream fetish!"

"The next Thunder Tribulation will probably require this clothes to fight it on its own."

Generally speaking, the birth of a divine object must be baptized by thunder before it becomes perfect.

But the thunder robbery of the gods is different from the thunder robbery of the monks.

The thunder calamity of the gods is very fierce, especially some god-defying gods, whose thunder calamity basically touches and destroys the end.

It is impossible to succeed if you just rely on the newly created fetish and resist it yourself.

Therefore, when the general fetish is born, there will be a big dynasty, a big sect, and it will resist the thunder and catastrophe for the fetish.

Without the baptism of thunder robbery, the divine object will lose a part of its divinity, but it is better than the ashes.

But the thunder robbery that this suit summons has never been seen before, and its power is also terrifying to the extreme, and it is not something that humans can resist.

Looking at the lightly shaking clothes, Zi Linglong's eyes were full of tears.

Every piece of work is her child, there is no reason for parents to watch the child and die.

Zi Linglong suddenly gritted her teeth, and all of the remaining "Golden Luan Paint" around her suddenly spilled onto her clothes.

Zi Linglong exhausted her last energy and frantically drew an extremely complicated pattern.

The gray robe was shining with golden light at this moment, and it was superb.

And this action made the sea of ​​red clouds above his head roar frantically.

The scary red Razers gathered together in a frantic twist.

Razer screamed, twisted, and changed.

A **** of thunder and lightning stood up from the tossing sea of ​​clouds.

-All was swallowed by endless red lightning.

No figures can be seen, no noises can be heard, only thunder can be heard.

"Wow..."

A heavy red rain fell in the void.

The red thunder and lightning spread down along the continuous line of heavy rain, and the entire void is the scalp numb sound.

"Road, you have to go by yourself." Zi Linglong looked at the robe and said softly.

"Babbling..." At this moment, the robe babbled like a baby.

The cuffs of the robe rippled up on its own, gently stroking Zi Linglong's face.

"He lives, he lives..."

Zi Linglong burst into tears, and this newly refined dress actually had her own consciousness.

"go……"

At this moment, the figure of a pretty woman suddenly appeared beside Zi Linglong, forcibly taking her away from here.

"Thirty-seven thousand nine hundred and eighty-seven."