Her Robbery 4
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There was no time to speak. Baidu MM, more beautiful.
"Could it be... Feng Wu is not dead?" Zuo Ming asked with a frown.
Everyone looked at him with the eyes of mental retardation.
"Impossible, such a thunderstorm, that is, the iron man cast by the deep-sea black iron, melted into mud, not to mention that Feng Wu is a mortal body." He shook his head without empty words, "Now she must be dead."
Is Feng Wu really dead?
According to the phoenix bird formula, Feng Wu mobilized the thunder element in her body, and covered a thin layer of thunder film on the outside of her body to temporarily isolate the thunder paste.
But this can only stop for a while.
There are still small strands of thunder pulp infiltrating into Feng Wu's body, which is an indescribable severe pain.
Feng Wu only felt that all the bones and blood were burned to the highest temperature!
The thunderstorm attacked her body most frantically, and her skin seemed to be scorched.
What Feng Wu can do is to follow the guidance of Caifengniao and follow the Thunder God Art to cultivate these thunder pastes. Baidu MM, more beautiful.
But the thunder slurry is really too much, too strong, like a huge wave washing the phoenix dance body!
Feng Wu's skin was burned to the point of rupture, repaired, ruptured and repaired again and again.
But with the repairs this time, the strength that her body can withstand is increasing slightly, although it is not obvious.
But it hurts.
Every time the skin bursts, the body is almost torn into pieces, and the phoenix dance is almost dead in pain, and the whole body can't restrain the trembling...
In the end, Feng Wu's consciousness gradually became blurred, and her willpower really couldn't hold it anymore...
"Xiaofengwu! Wake up! Xiaofengwu!"
Caifengniao kept calling Feng Wu's name, and kept jumping around in her sea of consciousness, trying to wake her up.
"Can't sleep! If you fall asleep, you will die!"
"The shepherd is still waiting for you to save him! Aren't you sorry for him? If you die, he will never wake up!"
Just when Feng Wu thought that her body was going to be melted into mud by the thunder, Cai Fengniao awakened Feng Wu with one sentence.
Yes, Master Beauty is still waiting for her to save, she can't die...
Ding……
A drop of Phoenix God blood flew out from Feng Wu's eyebrows, lingering around Feng Wu.
The blood of the phoenix god brought out ancient inscriptions, and these fonts, exuding a faint golden light, fell on the surface of the phoenix dance.
With the appearance of these ancient texts, a surprising scene appeared.
These thunder pastes actually decreased.
How can it be reduced?
Caifengniao was also stunned by this scene, because these violent magma actually followed the small hole between Feng Wu's eyebrows... the small hole where the Phoenix Divine Blood was originally...
was sucked in.
At a speed visible to the naked eye!
Caifengniao was shocked: "What, what's going on here? How did the divine blood of the Phoenix attract these thunder pastes to your eyebrows? Do you feel anything?"
Feng Wu's consciousness is sometimes awake and sometimes blurred.
She didn't feel much, only that the center of her eyebrows was extremely hot, as if her whole head was about to burst.
"my God!"
At this moment, Caifengniao exclaimed.
Feng Wu's whole body has been in pain too many times. At this moment, she is numb and numb, and she has no strength to move a finger. She only looks at the colorful phoenix bird with her eyes, and she has no strength to ask questions.
"Could this Phoenix God blood be...could it be... help you store these thunder pulps and become your thunder god's eyes!"
Feng Wu: "What, what do you mean?"
Caifengniao: "Aren't you practicing the Thunder God Art? The Thunder God Art is a mental art, but you haven't learned the technique yet. Now the Phoenix God blood teaches you the art!"
"She is going to devour the thunder slurry and make it your technique, right?