Supreme body

Chapter 53

In about a quarter of an hour, the multicolored lasers in Furry's eyes were retracted from the sky. 【】

Everything around is still stagnant, but the gloomy dark clouds in the sky have begun to riot violently!

The sky covered with dark clouds is getting darker, and the lightning is like a dragon swimming among the clouds, the dragon wagging its tail, and the blue dragon spit electricity...

"Boom!"

The sound is deafening!

"Crackling"

Lightning travels across the sky, and the sound is crisp and piercing!

Suddenly, a thunderbolt as thick as a bowl's mouth fell from the sky, hitting the fluffy little snow-white body!

"Stab!"

The lightning seemed to be insubstantial, and did not cause any damage to the deck, but the lightning strike on the furry body made the little guy's long hair suddenly stand up.

"Woo..." Rongrong called out.

"Thunderbolt! Crack!"

The second bowl-thick blue lightning descended, submerging the little guy in the lightning, and many of the long snow-white hairs were scorched black.

"Rongrong!" Zhang Yang was shocked, he quickly ran to the bottom of the mid-air where Rongrong was, and shouted loudly.

"Crack!"

The third thunderbolt descended rapidly, Rongrong was hit so hard that it was difficult for her body to float in the sky, but she was shot down and fell into Zhang Yang's arms.

The lightning also hit Zhang Yang's body, but it penetrated Zhang Yang and penetrated the deck, and disappeared!

After being struck by lightning, Zhang Yang felt nothing at all!

Zhang Yang seemed to have a feeling that Tianlan Leidian and himself were not in the same world. He could only see the image, but he couldn't suffer any real damage.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang became very anxious. Thunder and lightning are only effective on Rongrong, so no matter how hard he tries, he can't stop him, so he can only do it.

This kind of close relatives were hurt, but the feeling that he could do nothing made Zhang Yang very angry and aggrieved.

"Woooo..." After being struck by lightning three times, the little guy started to cry, big and big teardrops rolled down from his big eyes emitting colorful lights.

"Brother Xiaoyang, Furry is afraid! It hurts so much! The white fur is dirty!" Furry's voice sounded in Zhang Yang's mind.

His white hair was blackened and burnt by lightning, and he had never been "tortured" like this since he was born, and Furry felt that he had been greatly wronged.

"Rongrong don't cry! I have my brother here, and my brother will protect you from the lightning!" Zhang Yang comforted, seeing the little guy's pitiful look, he felt very distressed.

Zhang Yang held Rong Rong in his arms, with his back to the sky, even though he knew it was futile, Zhang Yang still did it.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Five more thunders fell one after another, and the little guy at this time has become a small carbon head the size of a palm!

The long hair was scorched, the original holy radiance was scattered by the lightning, and the colorful light in the little guy's eyes also dimmed, leaving only ordinary black eyes.

At this time, the little guy was so angry that he stopped crying and saying he was afraid, and curled up in Zhang Yang's arms without making any sound.

"Rongrong, hold on, the thunder and lightning will pass away soon, and my brother will take you to play with sister Wu Yu in a while, and my brother will tell you a story." Even Zhang Yang, who has a tough personality, had tears in his eyes, and he endured the heartache , comforting the little guy softly.

"Could God really not allow Rongrong to live in the world? I don't believe it!" Zhang Yang felt bitter, but he also showed a feeling of unwillingness.

At this moment, Rongrong's weak little voice came from Zhang Yang's mind, "Rongrong wants to eat Guoguo, it's the red Guoguo, so sleepy!"

Zhang Yang put his hands on Furry's small body, a gust of wind blew in the spirit-eating sea space inside his body, and a large amount of blood rushed out of it, flowing through Zhang Yang's spirit-eating meridians, and all rushed into Rongrong's body.

Zhang Yang was impatient, and said loudly: "Rongrong, don't sleep, you can't sleep today, brother will tell you a story. The story of the little tadpole looking for his mother..."

"But, Furry is so tired and sleepy!"

Suddenly, another thunderbolt fell from the sky, but surpassed the previous eight thunderbolts, and the ninth hot white thunderbolt landed instantly and hit Zhang Yang on the back.

"Oh!"

Zhang Yang was hit by the thunder and lay on the ground, a mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the deck red.

The muscles and bones of his whole body were damaged at the same time, and the bones even cracked. It was difficult to stand up again for a while, and his skin was all burnt black, emitting an unpleasant smell.

As the ninth thunder fell, the thunder in the sky stopped suddenly, and the dark clouds stopped surging and fell into a stagnation!

"I was hit! I took a blow for Rongrong, and it's not bad to come to heaven." After being hit by the thunder, Zhang Yang felt very happy, because he took a blow for Rongrong, and the little guy lost one. very dangerous.

When the thunder fell, Zhang Yang was severely injured. He sat up with difficulty, holding the little guy, a gratified smile appeared on Zhang Yang's scorched face.

"It's fine."

But feeling the cold hands of his small body, Zhang Yang felt that the exuberant life in his hands had been extinguished, and he kept running the Soul Devouring Art, but he still couldn't feel the fluffy breath of life.

Zhang Yang's heart froze instantly, and a tingling feeling gushed out from his heart!

"Wow!"

Zhang Yang spat out a mouthful of blood again, and fell to the ground on his back with all his strength.

"Ah! No! Impossible to die, Rongrong won't die, won't die!" Zhang Yang was furious, he couldn't believe his eyes, he yelled to the sky, his heart was filled with unwillingness to accept.

With the sound of roaring, a black tiger's head rushed out of Zhang Yang's mouth, but it was the concept of a fierce tiger that he had comprehended a few days ago.

At this time, under Zhang Yang's extreme anger, the vitality in Zhang Yang's body was released, and he officially stepped into a half-step martial artist!Enter the pinnacle samurai!

Now, Zhang Yang's interest was hard to be aroused by the improvement of his cultivation base, and all his thoughts were put on Rongrong.

Zhang Yang ran the "Ling Devouring Jue" crazily, and the blood kept rushing into Rongrong's body.

Zhang Yang couldn't feel the little guy's meridians at all, Furry's body was a misty and marginal space, and the essence and blood that Zhang Yang used would disappear.

Zhang Yang didn't know how to save the little guy, but he only had this one treatment method, so he kept using the spirit devouring formula to treat Maorong.

So he became even crazier, transporting the blood essence from the Soul Devouring Sea into the little guy's body, even though the corner of his mouth was still bleeding and the injury was even worse, Zhang Yang still didn't stop!

At this time, Zhang Yang thought of a voice, "Wake him up with half of your soul power, are you willing?"

Feeling the cold little body of the little guy who started it, Zhang Yang felt even more painful.

With firm eyes, he said loudly, "I am willing! Even if it costs my life, I am willing!"

"it is good!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yang felt that his brain was about to be torn apart, and he roared loudly

"what……"

There was a crisp sound in the brain, and Zhang Yang felt mental power instantly, his consciousness was in a trance, and even many memories were incomplete.

"If you are willing to use half of your soul power to wake him up, then pray with all your heart and all your heart." In a daze, Zhang Yang's voice sounded again.