Standing beside Qingwu, Wen Yue slightly twisted his eyebrows. Suddenly he took a few steps forward and blocked Qingwu behind him. He looked at Zang Yin and said faintly, "hengqiu has seen it. You should go."

"Who are you?" Zang Yin looked at him and asked a complex question.

"He's my man!" The more she didn't speak, Qingwu hurriedly said. She leaned over from behind Wen Yue, grabbed Wen Yue's arm, almost leaned over him and trusted him completely.

Seeing this scene, the Tibetan voice looked slightly, opened his lips, and finally turned into a chuckle.

Qingwu looked at him and smiled. He blinked and didn't say anything until Cangyin laughed enough and stopped.

"What's the hurry? Although hengqiu has seen enough, I still want to see if the black dragon can succeed in the robbery. " Zang Yin spoke and looked up at the thunder cloud above.

Qingwu looked along his line of sight and found that Xiaowu had swallowed three Tianlei while she was talking with Zang Yin. There were two kinds of nine thunder robberies. One was the one Xiaowu was experiencing. The first one was the weakest, the latter one was stronger than the other, and the last one contained the power of Tiandao.

The other is that the most powerful one is lowered at the beginning. As long as it passes the first one, the back one is much easier. However, many people are directly cut into ash by the first one.

Xiaowu swallowed the first three, and when the fourth thunder fell, she did not continue to open her mouth to swallow, but shook her body and directly carried it down with her own body.

"You said... Can she carry it?" At this time, he was also looking at the ah Feng on the other side of the mist and hesitated to ask.

Before Qingwu answered him, the shark named Zang Yin said something for her: "although it's only four times, she hasn't used the talent of the black dragon. It seems that there is a great possibility of success."

The Dragon belongs to the divine beast that existed in ancient times. Since its birth, it has a talent in its blood.

It's like speed is the talent of the civet family, and the talent of the Nine Tailed Fox is charm.

After listening to Tibetan Yin's words, Qingwu nodded approvingly. Her eyes had been on Xiaowu and had not moved away.

"How many Thunder have you carried before?" Wen Yue suddenly asked in her ear.

Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then approached Wen Yue and said in a small voice: "four ways."

To be exact, she didn't even carry the fourth way.

The speed talent of the civet family is not very useful in the face of thunder robbery, no matter how fast she is. Where to hide, Tiandao will lock her and accurately drop Tianlei on her.

Like her talent, ah Feng's talent won't be of great use when he is suffering. After all... The way of heaven won't be charmed by him and open a path for him.

Qingwu thought that everyone was concentrating on the Xiaowu disaster and should not notice her side, but the next moment she heard the Qingyue voice belonging to Zang Yin ring out: "since your master is the valley master of immortal Valley, he didn't give you any magic weapon to resist Tianlei?"

"Ah?" Qingwu was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "the master said that the way of heaven can't be disturbed. Unless you find a weapon destined for you, you can naturally help me through the thunder robbery."

What she said was serious.

Tibetan Yin always had a faint smile at the bottom of his eyes. He didn't know whether he believed it or not. He just nodded his head slightly. It seemed that he suddenly remembered something and said to himself: "if you want to say that you can resist the way of heaven, there is only an ancient murder weapon like a floating knife."

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