"Boom! Thundered! ”

The heavenly thunder had already descended to the ninth path, and half of the sky was filled with scattered black ashes, and Zhuang Ji looked at Qinghu's remaining body that was no longer as big as a child.

He turned his heart sideways and flew forward again, only this time his target was Luochen.

Luochen floats in a spherical space, which is the realm of the legendary gods.

The immortal ascends to become a god, and in this process, it is necessary to absorb countless spiritual energy to achieve the true body. If it is not restricted, I am afraid that the entire Fire Jade World will not be able to support a few gods.

Back then, the rule set by the Fire Jade Goddess was to draw aura from the upper realm, and she opened up a channel for the aura to be poured in, and the ascension of the gods would trigger the passage to open, and the aura of the upper realm was much more majestic and powerful than that of the fire jade world, and those who did not step into the god level could not bear it.

At this moment, what Zhuang Ji wants to do is to wake up Luochen.

The nine immortals performed the priesthood, and Zhuang Ji was the immortal official. His magic weapon was a two-foot-long scepter, headless and covered in jasper. In this world of fire jade goddesses, jade is the most spiritual and sacred material.

Zhuang Ji held a streamering jade staff, the human staff was one, and his body was also covered with a layer of green fluorescence. But he had just touched Luochen's divine realm, and his hand was blurred in an instant.

It was a crushing force, and the air seemed to only fluctuate, but in fact it sliced through everything that came near it like a myriad of blades invisible to the naked eye. At the same time, because of the different pressures, the flesh and blood will not escape, but will gather together.

He is already an immortal, and he is only one step away from becoming a god, and this is the first time that Zhuang Ji has personally felt the power of God. The god of Xianbi is just like the stars and moon of dust, and he can't get close to him at all.

"Boom!"

The Tenth Heavenly Thunder!

Qinghu's charred body swayed like driftwood in the unconscious water, and continued to scatter black ashes.

Zhuang Ji's heart was unbearable, but there was still a chance, as long as there was still a trace of flesh and blood, he had a way to bring her back to life.

Zhuang Ji's heart moved, and all the green light that covered his body gathered into his hand, and he continued to probe his hand into Luochen's divine domain with difficulty, the green light dissipated little by little, and his arm was already shattered into a ball of flesh and bones.

"Boom!"

The eleventh thunder!

Suddenly, Zhuang Ji's whole body trembled, and the Luochen Divine Bow rushed into his body, and he felt that there was power poured in, a very strong and domineering power!

Xu is Luochen is familiar with the power of the divine bow, and Zhuang Ji's left hand is difficult but successful in penetrating, reaching Luochen's fierce flying robe. He condensed all his strength in the palm of his hand, and through his robe, he transmitted a huge vibration to the setting sun.

However, the pressure in the realm of gods was different, Zhuang Ji's power was dissipated by half as soon as he made a move, and what Luo Chen could perceive in the end was already very little.

But Luochen has already ascended to the true god, and even the slightest power can be perceived, and he has finally woken up!

"Boom!"

The twelfth heavenly thunder!

The peach branch fairy sat on the ground and couldn't cry anymore, the ashes scattered by the clear lake were beside her, she didn't even dare to move or breathe, for fear that the little girl would not be able to return to her original appearance without a grain of dust.

The flesh and bones of Qinghu have all melted, but when the thunder slurry is poured in, it hurts more and more every time, and it feels more and more real every time.

She couldn't see herself, she didn't know that most of her body was gone, only the bone-crushing pain of the fire burning her body every time the thunder washed over her body.

Qinghu soberly heard another thunderclap, but this time, the expected sharp pain did not come as promised. She seemed to be gently wrapped in a soft velvet blanket, and there was a gentle power that enveloped her.

The thunder slurry was not poured again, only the blood that was tumbling in his body was steaming hot. The surface of her body has become a hard shell, and her body is a closed steamer, and her internal organs are cooked by hot blood, and Qinghu can't even spit out a mouthful of blood, so she can only endure it.

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

Qinghu heard Luochen's voice, and her brain seemed to be allowed to finally pass out.