Chapter 2384 Gao Leng Shizun's Little Fox (39)

The spiritual energy exploded, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged.

A thunder light flashed on the sky.

Cultivating Immortal Tribulation, the first Tribulation.

Destruction is coming.

Wen Jinqian rushed into the crowd, and the rotting bodies screamed in surprise.

"Is that the little monster?"

"Why are there two little monsters?"

"No matter how many, they will all be burned to death."

burn.

burn.

Wen Jinqian had these two words in his ears.

But in his eyes, there was only the flame, Bai Weiwei, who had been burned to the verge of serious injury.

The aura overflowed from the sea of ​​consciousness, and the lotus seal reappeared.

He rushed into the pile of flames without hesitation, but the flames were torn apart by the aura, and he couldn't get close at all.

The small child's body began to grow.

The child's innocence begins to mature.

The child's face became delicate and handsome.

His hands and feet also became longer, and his fingers were slender and white.

Round eyes, slightly narrow and long, as cold as a deep pool.

The chain shattered under the aura, and the little fox, which had been burned to black, fell heavily.

Wen Jinqian, who had turned into a teenager again, reached out and caught it, but saw that her flesh had been turned out, revealing the terrible scalded wound under her skin.

His heart tightened.

Holding the fingertips of her small body, she began to tremble.

The little fox has one last breath left.

She couldn't hold her eyelids, stared at him blankly for a while, and then slowly revealed a lovely and bright smile.

"Master, you have come to save me..."

Wen Jinqian's eyes were wet.

Even if it has nothing to do with love, I feel distressed for this trust and protection mentality.

He stretched out his slender fingers and gently landed on her wound.

"It's alright, I'm here."

The little fox's scalded claws rested on his arm.

"My... friend, Xiao Qian..."

Slowly, her words.

weakened.

The wound was soothed by his spiritual energy, and she finally couldn't hold it anymore, and lay softly on his chest.

On the verge of death, is her state at this time.

Here is the dream, once the dream is broken.

She'll be fine.

But she didn't know... didn't know.

[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability is thirty. 】

Wen Jinqian slowly closed his eyes, floating in the void, and lowered the souls that were left with skeletons.

Still screaming.

The flames were also burning.

And the spiritual energy of heaven and earth he caused finally attracted his immortal tribulation.

Huge thunder, rumbling rumbling sounded.

Countless electric lights churned in the dark sky like a dragon.

Huge electric whiskers shone like daylight.

Immortal tribulation, a total of nine thunder tribulations.

And now comes the first one.

Ordinary people cultivating immortals are originally against the sky. If they want to cross the dragon gate, they can only bear the punishment of heaven.

The first punishment is to exterminate the world.

Destiny is where his love lies.

The one who destroyed all his emotional connections in this world.

Including enemies.

A huge thunderbolt really blew up to this place.

Those howling souls all vanished into ashes.

Menghui was destroyed by the huge power of heaven.

The little fox's fur regained its luster, but Wen Jinqian's gaze became even more condensed, with no sign of relaxation.

He had already speculated on this day, so the Tianmen faction was guarded by him with a great formation to block thunder.

Only those who have a deep connection with him will suffer this catastrophe.

The disciples and grandchildren will not be favored by Lei Jie.

The apprentice already has a jade pendant to block thunder.

As long as the first thunder robbery passes.

They'll be fine in the future.

Only one...forgot to make her jade pendant.

Wen Jinqian lowered her eyes, her fingertips as white as snow gently fell on her forehead.

A pure aura enveloped her body.

A huge thunderbolt suddenly exploded from the sky.

in white lightning.

Wen Jinqian's eyebrows are delicate, the lotus print on his forehead is three-point deep, and his voice is light and calm.

"Nothing, accompany the teacher to save the thunder."

It was as if he was taking her on a picnic.