Dijun's black moonlight is back

Fushuang had been in seclusion for a long time, and Lingyu was counting the days at first.

Later, I found out that it was too long, and there was no movement for more than ten years, so she simply didn't count.

She went to visit Tang Yuan occasionally, and every time she went to see him, his cultivation improved by leaps and bounds.

Any fool can see that he wants to cultivate to the breaking point as soon as possible, so that he can ascend to immortality together with Fushuang.

So Ling Yu didn't bother him anymore, and every time he went, he would delay his time and ask him to cook for himself.

Sometimes she stood alone on the edge of the Cang River and threw stones, and sometimes she lay on the branch of a big tree and watched the birds in the sky.

I don't know why, she has been here alone for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, but now she feels a little lonely.

On an ordinary day, Ling Yu lay on the tree and looked at the sky as usual.

There are new disciples in the sky who are learning how to fly with Yujian. Looking at their shaky figures, she remembered how Fushuang taught her back then.

Shaohao, who made Sanqing a disaster, couldn't even fly with a sword. At that time, she wanted to give up.

Unexpectedly, Fu Shuang landed behind her, helped her stabilize the sword, and then told her to look forward and not be afraid.

Thinking of these, Ling Yu felt both funny and nostalgic.

Suddenly, black clouds gathered in the cloudless sky, like a pot of hot water that was about to boil.

A ray of golden light soared into the sky from Qingcheng Mountain, and Fushuang's natal Golden Crow circled and flew out from the mountain rocks.

The black cloud weighed on its head, and it couldn't go straight up.

All the disciples in the mountain stopped and looked at the place where the Golden Crow was flying.

The Thunder Tribulation of Fushuang came.

Ling Yu stood up from the tree, and turned in that direction involuntarily.

Wen Jingchan was standing beside Ling Yu, he had never seen her so nervous before.

She frowned tightly, looking at the golden crow without blinking.

There were more and more black clouds, and the sky was as dark as night, only the golden crow was shining in the sky.

It began to get restless, crying in the air from time to time.

There was a flash of white light in the thick cloud, and then there was a muffled thunder that exploded, shaking everyone's eardrums with pain.

All practitioners in the world know at this moment that a cultivator is about to cross the catastrophe.

The thunder did not strike at the Golden Crow, it just tossed in the clouds and then disappeared.

Ling Yu felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell where the problem was.

The second light flashed again, and the thunder was louder than before.

There was a young disciple under the tree, who was so frightened that he whimpered softly, and jumped into the arms of the senior sister beside him.

Ling Yu didn't have time to watch so much, she just stared at the Golden Crow.

She had never seen an ascetic in the earth and spirit world go through calamities, and she didn't expect the battle to be so bluffing.

Before she knew it, sweat oozed from her palms.

Three consecutive white lights surged through the clouds, but none of them fell down. Ling Yu finally found out that something was wrong.

Why didn't the thunder go towards the place where Fushuang was, but it was getting closer and closer to the forest where Ling Yu was staying?
Just as she wanted to understand this, the first thunder finally fell and struck a tree not far away.

The flames shot up immediately, enveloping the centuries-old trees in an instant.

Thick smoke dissipated in the forest, besides the little disciple's frightened cries, there were also the voices of the crowd calling for everyone to evacuate.

Another thunderstorm fell, and it got closer to Lingyu. The instant the flames splashed, there was hot wind blowing, and Lingyu's hair was blown wildly in the wind.

Just as she was about to change places, another thunderbolt struck, and the little disciple under the tree hugged his knees and shivered there.

Ling Yu didn't have time to think about it, she flew over and grabbed her arm, leading her to hide beside a big rock.

The trees were burning, and Ling Yu stood up from behind the stone.

"Go back to the mountain." Ling Yu said to the child behind her.

As soon as she finished speaking, another distorted white light came towards her from the sky.

Ling Yu immediately stepped on the stone and jumped towards the big tree not far away, the thunder light also turned in the air and chased after her.

She finally understood that these thunders were really coming towards her.

The tree burst into flames immediately, and Ling Yu found that there were still many disciples not far away who hadn't had time to evacuate.

She never felt that she was a virtuous person who sacrificed herself for others, but at this moment, she flew to an empty space without even thinking about it.

"Junior Sister Lingyu!" Tang Yuan flew after her and landed beside her: "Why is the thunder hitting you today?"

She didn't have time to explain, she slapped Tang Yuan on the shoulder and pushed him away: "Let's go!"

The thunder from the sky fell, and Ling Yu managed to dodge the blow with all her strength, but another thunder fell behind her.

Ling Yu turned his head to see the light, and knew that he could not avoid it.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Yuan's natal magic weapon, the Moon Umbrella, stretched out a shield behind her, and Ling Yu barely escaped by rolling over.

While intersecting, Ling Yu found a crack left on the blade moon umbrella.

"Brother!" Ling Yu saw Tang Yuan vomit a mouthful of blood.

Tianlei didn't give her much time to reminisce about the past, so Lingyu could only turn around and condense a talisman to stand in front of her.

Seeing that Tang Yuan still wanted to come over, Ling Yu could only yell at him: "Don't come over!"

Tianlei didn't attack others at all, but came for her. If Tang Yuan came over, he would only die.

Her cultivation was not high, and the talisman used to resist the thunder was instantly shattered.

Tang Yuan didn't have time to block it again with the blade moon umbrella, the thunder struck Ling Yu straight.

She didn't even feel the pain. At this moment, her whole body was numb, and everything in front of her eyes became blurred fragments.

When his consciousness was blurred, Ling Yu seemed to hear someone calling someone's name.

She couldn't see clearly anymore, she only knew that someone seemed to have caught her, maybe it was her ignorant and fearless senior brother.

"Don't come over." Ling Yu said.

Wen Jingchan knew that before she lost consciousness, she still said not to come, because she was afraid that Tang Yuan would die for her.

But the person who caught her was not Tang Yuan, but Fu Shuang who came riding on the Golden Crow.

"Ling Yu!" Fu Shuang was extremely frightened.

The gems she left for Ling Yu had already been smashed into pieces by the sky thunder, and if it was a moment later, Ling Yu would definitely die here.

"Why are you here?" Tang Yuan asked, "Didn't you survive the robbery in the mountains?"

Fushuang didn't know why, but instead of striking Qingcheng Mountain, the thunder that belonged to her chased after Lingyu.

"My Thunder Tribulation is here," Fushuang said, "How and what should I cross the mountain?"

The natal Golden Crow hovered above her, blocking one thunder after another for the three people below.

"Take her away!" Fushuang handed Lingyu to Tang Yuan: "The farther away from here the better!"

Seeing that Tang Yuan hesitated, Fu Shuang said: "This is my thunder tribulation, it is my destiny, you go down the mountain."

"wait for my return."