Mysterious emperor's little wild concubine

Mu yun'an comforts himself. How can thunderbolt be said to be a Warcraft with lightning attribute? It shouldn't be so serious, right?

Within a minute, the second thunder followed.

This thunder is twice as powerful as the first one.

Don't ask her how she can see it. You can see that the volume of Tianlei has doubled!

This is not the illusion of muyun'an, thunderbolt has not eased over, he accepted the second blow, muyun'an watched it open.

The thunder clouds over there did not disperse, but gathered, as if brewing a big storm.

"Is there no way?" Muyun'an is so anxious that he has to turn around.

Even if it's a thunderbolt, it's a great loss of vitality.

"It's not your destiny, Warcraft." Tutor Fang is sure that if Warcraft is injured, it will be directly reflected in the host.

But muyun'an is still good now, which means that this is not muyun'an's own life Warcraft.

"No Mu yun'an shakes his head, thinking about whether this has anything to do with Ben Ming's Warcraft.

"So don't worry too much. Even if it doesn't carry over, you won't be hurt much." It's a pity to be such a Warcraft with ancient blood.

It's not surprising that Professor Fang thinks so. Most people regard Warcraft as their own tool. And a sacred beast, in the central mainland, is not a very precious Warcraft.

Mu yun'an's face instantly became ugly, "it's my partner."

Tutor Fang was stunned, looking at mu yun'an's repulsive expression, sighed, "in principle, the master can also help Warcraft block thunder."

Just finish saying, Mu Yun An rushed up, without hesitation, didn't even ask clear consequence.

"..." tutor Fang, it's over. If such a genius is killed by thunder, will the leader send him down to be buried with him?

He shouldn't be talkative.

What a powerful thing this thunder is.

If it's not the time for promotion, where will human beings touch this thing?

The human body can't compare with those Warcraft, the skin is rough, the flesh is thick, and the body is big. Muyun'an is just a new man. If he rushes up like this, he will probably die.

Where can mu yun'an bear the power of living thunder.

Tutor Fang covered his eyes. It's over.

In fact, the disciples here are more or less concerned about the situation there.

"That Warcraft won't hold."

"What kind of blood does it have to be? A transformation can trigger such a powerful thunder."

"Oh, what a pity."

Just at this time, they saw something and went to the thunder robbery side. When they looked at it, one person?

The master of Warcraft? Are you stupid?

The thunder rolled, and the third thunder fell.

Mu yun'an stood beside the thunderbolt and gave him a smile, "don't be afraid, I'm here."

Thunderbolt, half dead and half cut by thunder, didn't shed a drop of tears. When mu yun'an rushed in and stood beside him, he was a Warcraft of ancient blood. He felt a little sour.

However, this is not the time for affectation.

At the moment when the thunder came down, muyun'an was ready, but when the powerful thunder came in, he still felt that his meridians would be torn almost every second.

She almost lost consciousness in pain.

Or reluctantly began to run Lingli, trying to transform the thunder robbery, trying to help thunderbolt resist the next point.