Chapter 737 Thunder of Heavenly Punishment

"Shua!"

Bai Xiaoyu hid behind Yang Fan, his body trembling uncontrollably. He suppressed his inner fear and said in a trembling voice: "Master, what is this?"

"The thunder of heavenly punishment."

Yang Fan half-squinted his eyes. Although his cultivation level was obviously far weaker than Bai Xiaoyu's, his body did not tremble at all. He even took out his pipe and began to stuff tobacco leaves into it, wanting to take a few puffs of cigarettes. He said: "Whether it is Qin Shihuang, Bai Qi, or Situ Qiu Pangji, although they have been transformed, they are still creatures on Earth in essence, so they will not attract such things. This willow tree is different. It does not have the imprint of the Earth's star soul, and it is an alien life that belongs to the creation of the heaven. The way of heaven has eyes. Once its existence is sensed by the way of heaven, and there is no star soul to protect it, the thunder of heavenly punishment will surely fall."

He held the pipe, smoking, and looking at the lightning in the black cloud vortex, secretly saying it was a pity.

The thunder of heavenly punishment cannot be attracted casually. The amount of Dao rhyme contained in it is of great benefit to him.

Unfortunately, he had just provoked a thunderbolt of heavenly punishment not long ago. If he provoked it again at this moment, he would most likely attract the wrath of heaven. When a hundred or eighty thunderbolts of heavenly punishment fell together, he would be finished.

At this moment, the same situation as in Mount Li appeared. From the black cloud vortex, a spear-shaped lightning shot out, and with a flash of lightning, it landed right on the body of the demon willow.

"Boom!"

The originally dark world suddenly turned incandescent, and even Bai Xiaoyu could only see a white light, and nothing else.

Two seconds later, the white light disappeared, and the sky above the valley returned to clearness. The black clouds had disappeared.

Bai Xiaoyu looked at it with wide eyes, and his face turned pale in an instant.

I saw that where the demon willow was originally, there was only a charcoal-like stump less than half a meter long, and a lot of black ash was scattered around. Fang Daoyan still maintained the posture of sitting cross-legged, but the whole person had been completely carbonized and had no vitality.

"Too, too terrible, the thunder just now, even I, I'm afraid I can't bear it!" Bai Xiaoyu was frightened, and his teeth were trembling when he spoke.

Looking back at the pale Bai Xiaoyu hiding behind him, Yang Fan sighed, this girl still has a long time to hone her skills.

But he also knew that this was not Bai Xiaoyu's fault. As a little princess of the White Dragon Clan, she grew up in the doting of the White Dragon King and was used to a life of being the center of attention. It would be strange if she could have a strong martial heart.

Yang Fan carried the black cocoon and floated down the valley.

Although Bai Xiaoyu didn't want to get close, he had to follow.

Seeing Yang Fan walking towards the charcoal stump, Bai Xiaoyu couldn't help but say: "Master, let's not go over there. It's just a rotten wooden stump, nothing to see."

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Yang Fan did not stop. He came to the charcoal wood pile, stretched out his hand and gently stroked it. A smile soon appeared on his face: "You think it is a rotten wood pile, but I think it is a priceless treasure that is worth a lot of money."

"Priceless treasure?"

Bai Xiaoyu was surprised and couldn't help but look forward to look at it. She couldn't see anything special. Then she released her mental power to penetrate into the charcoal stump, but still didn't find anything. No matter how she looked at it, it was just a charcoal structure. She couldn't help but wonder: "Master, I don't see anything special. How can you say it is a priceless treasure?"

"If you can easily see its value, it is not a priceless treasure."

After saying this, Yang Fan walked to the side with the black cocoon and slapped it with his palm.

"Crack..."