Senior Brother Jianxian is Going to Have a Good Time Today

Her blood is not pure enough, so she has never been able to transform into a dragon. This is the rule set by heaven, but at this moment, the dragon blood in her body has exceeded half, so she has the opportunity to touch that rule.

Gu Yuan could sense her aura, and it began to spread, and her eyes also turned crimson at this moment, like delicate colored glaze, bright but warm.

Originally, the weather in Demon Imperial City was pretty good today, but after her aura was aroused, the sky gradually dimmed, dark clouds gradually covered the sky, and electric lights began to flicker between the clouds.

Gu Yuan looked up at the cloud.

This time, he could clearly sense that Thunder's tyrannical intent to destroy it, even if he stood by his side, the tyrannical intent did not diminish by half.

"If you can't help me, don't force it, just step back." Wan Yaohuang's voice was very soft, with a gentle tone.

At this time, she stopped messing around, straightened her body, and looked at the thunder in the sky. It seemed that the world was about to darken completely, and it was pitch black, and then there was a torrential rain.

"En." Gu Yuan responded softly, calling softly from the bottom of his heart.

"A mirror."

"Who is your mirror?" The voice of the mirror demon rang in his ears, "Hey, when you are in trouble now, do you think of me?"

"It's not that you've been sleeping all the time, so I don't want to disturb you." Gu Yuan responded helplessly, and the mirror demon snorted coldly, "She wants to cross the rules of heaven, so she will naturally be backlashed by thunder, you see Right? This is the Nine Prison Tribulation Thunder."

Of course Gu Yuan saw this kind of thunder calamity, and what fell was the punishment for the most holy period. The only thing he could do was to use some nirvana power to make this thunder calamity weaker, that's all.

"What is a good way?"

"There's no good way." The Mirror Demon muttered casually, "Let's see how strong the Thunder Tribulation falls... If it's just the Nine Prisons Thunder Tribulation, then it's still acceptable."

The voice of the mirror demon fell, and on the curtain of the day, the purple thunder fell on the Demon Emperor's Palace at that moment.

Gu Yuan raised his hand and swung his sword, but the thunder itself was not aimed at him. Even if the sword blade in his hand, the red light of Nirvana was shining brightly, it only cut off one-fifth of the lightning calamity. The power, the rest of the thunder tribulation, all fell on the Wan Yaohuang.

The moment the thunder fell on her, Gu Yuan saw that her skin seemed to be cracked at that moment, seeing her biting her lips tightly, but her eyes fell on him at this moment, Gu Yuan seemed to hear her lips slightly Moved, read two words lightly.

"It hurts."

But the Wan Yao Emperor just said that, she knew very well that as long as the thunder calamity could not destroy her, then she could transform into a dragon body, step into the Holy Second Layer, and her lifespan would return to normal.

She is not a little girl who can only cry and cry. The suffering she has experienced over the years has already made her heart indestructible.

Gu Yuan was silent, without words. He stood there quietly, looking up at the sky. Whenever the thunder disaster of the nine prisons fell, he would swing a sword to weaken the power of the thunder disaster by a little bit.

Half an hour passed.

The Nine Hells Thunder Tribulation on the sky had disappeared at this moment, and the aura of the Wan Yao Emperor had become particularly weak, but she was still alive, and her body still had this vitality.

Gu Yuan looked at her torn body, her red dress was already shattered, Gu Yuan looked at her pale cheeks, and just wanted to say something to comfort her, but at this moment, the voice of the mirror demon sounded in his ears.

"look up."

Gu Yuan raised his head.

His heart was suspended at this moment, it is obvious that the Wan Yao Emperor has already experienced the nine prisons and thunder disasters, and it is obvious...

It should have ended, but the sky did not become brighter, the wind became stronger, and the rain became more violent.

And in the center of the sky, a golden thunder is gathering at this moment.

"Xuanjin Tribulation and Thunder." The mirror demon whispered in his ear, "This thunder disaster is a blessing to some monks, because once they pass through the Xuanjin Thunder Tribulation, they will gain the way of heaven." Your approval, from now on, the Dao of Heaven will not embarrass you."

"But for the current Wan Yaohuang, there is a high probability that this thunder calamity will annihilate her directly. Also, let me remind you, this thunder calamity is aimed at her, and there is nothing you can do about it."

The mirror demon's voice trembled a little. After experiencing it several times, she no longer dared to guess whether this guy would do some annoying half-dead behavior again.

"Yes?" Gu Yuan said softly, "If you want to help me, you promise me."

"This woman has nothing to do with you. What are you doing for her?"

"I have to rely on her to help me restrain Luo Yesheng."

"Don't deceive yourself, even if you really see Luo Yesheng, Luo Yesheng's demons are broken, how can she make things difficult for you? But if you save her now, be careful that you will end up half dead!"

"Then there is a way, Ah Jing, teach me."

The mirror demon cursed intermittently in his ear, but Gu Yuan had already walked in front of Wan Yaohuang. Even if the mirror demon didn't say anything next, he would still find a way to resist the thunder disaster.

The mirror demon knew that this guy was a sick person!He is threatening himself!

The mysterious golden thunder calamity on the sky was about to fall, and the mirror demon finally said coldly in Gu Yuan's ear, "Go and die."

After saying this sentence, she returned to the sea of ​​souls and stopped talking to Gu Yuan, but at just such a moment, she passed a secret method to Gu Yuan's sea of ​​souls.

It only took a moment to read the secret method, Gu Yuan said thank you lightly to the mirror demon, he grabbed Wan Yaohuang's hand, and used a sword energy to draw a sword mark on Wan Yaohuang's snow-white palm.

"what are you doing?"

"Don't ask, don't resist me in your heart, be obedient."

Gu Yuan also made a button on his palm, and the hands of the two were pressed together at this moment. Gu Yuan took a deep breath and spit out obscure syllables from his mouth. Made mysterious characters and surrounded the two of them, Wan Yaohuang turned to look at him blankly.

She seemed to be able to feel that some kind of strange contract was established at this moment, and the lifeblood of the two seemed to be connected at this moment.

"I'll use up your remaining spiritual energy." Gu Yuan said softly, drawing out a drop of blood essence from Wan Yaohuang's body.

And at this moment, all the spiritual energy in her body was mobilized, and all the spiritual energy gathered at the tip of his sword.

And the Xuanjin Thunder Tribulation above the sky, at this moment, no longer locked on the Wan Yaohuang, but locked on Gu Yuan who was standing in the rainstorm.

He raised the blade slowly.

This is his strongest sword at the moment.

"One night fish and dragon dance."

Chapter 210 Asshole

The rain seemed to never stop.

Wan Yaohuang stared blankly at her face in the rain, her palms still ached slightly, the blood of the two blended together, and she seemed to be able to feel some kind of strange warmth from his blood.

Those obscure characters surrounded the two of them. These raindrops failed to crush the characters. She looked at the sword in the boy's hand in astonishment.

How would she describe that sword?

That sword didn't look so gorgeous, the dark red sword light shone on the sword body, such a weak sword light.

The rain that couldn't even illuminate the surrounding ones was like a bright moon and fireflies compared to the black golden thunder on the sky.

It's over...

As she thought like this, all the past flashed across her eyes like a revolving lantern, Wan Yaohuang suddenly realized that she didn't seem to have too many stories worth caring about in her life.

Those stories were all annihilated into dust in her memory, but what was most clear at this moment was the profile of the young man in front of her.

Finally, the thunder tribulation landed, and the thunder light was seen first, and then there was the sound of rolling thunder that seemed to destroy the whole world.

And the sword in the boy's hand was finally released.

At that moment, the red light flourished, as if blood-colored fireworks were burning in the rain curtain, and a cluster of flames soared into the sky, as if to light up the world.

The red light and the golden light collided together, and a few strands of blood leaked from the corner of Gu Yuan's mouth.

The thunder calamity has not been shattered, but most of its power has been reduced.

But the current Wan Yaohuang is weak, and it's hard to say whether he can withstand the thunder disaster. Wan Yaohuang said hastily, "You...you...no, I'll just come...you back away!"

But what responded to her was Gu Yuan's faint mocking voice, "Who do you look down on?"

He clenched the sword in his hand and swung it again.

The dazzling sword light once again lit up the whole world.

……

The thunder calamity shattered and the cloud dispersed.

The sword blade in Gu Yuan's hand disappeared, and everything in front of him became a bit dim, as if the brightness of the world had been turned down all of a sudden, and Wan Yaohuang's body was soaked in raindrops. He originally wanted to say something, but the balance between his body and brain But at this moment, the stinging pain began to bite back and entangle, like a poisonous snake spitting out red letters, his body curled up all of a sudden, and then he clenched his teeth tightly, and big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.

This is a sword that consumes the spirit and soul, and it will take at least a few months to recuperate again when the sword is swung out this time.

Wan Yaohuang rushed up, walked to his side, hugged him tightly, her voice trembling, "You..."

"It's okay, just let me rest for a while."

Even though she still had a lot of things to ask, she obediently didn't speak any more at this moment, and hugged Gu Yuan until his eyes closed and he passed out.

……

Inside the bedroom.

The Xuanjin Thunder Tribulation has passed, and the Wan Yao Emperor has been recognized by the Dao of Heaven. From now on, there will be no more Thunder Tribulations to embarrass her.

But at this moment, her heart was extremely flustered, Gu Yuan's clothes were all taken off by her, and she was wiping the rainwater off his body with a towel.

Maybe it's better to let the maid do these things, but she can't rest assured, Gu Yuan sleeps groggyly, and his breath is weak.

If it wasn't for that little bit of aura, Wan Yaohuang would even think that he had turned into a dead person.

Wan Yaohuang gently wiped his face with a handkerchief, she leaned down slightly, close to his cheek, whispering softly.

"why?"

……

Gu Yuan saw the Xuanyao Mountain in his memory.

At that time, he stayed alone in Xuanyao Mountain to practice his sword, and all his current sword moves were comprehended by him at that time.

At that time, he had nothing to do, and Wu Jian used to be the whole of his life. He danced the sword under the peach tree, waiting for the sunrise and the moonset. He didn't have a master, and all his cultivation depended on him alone.

If you have to say anything.

He remembered that woman in black robe would occasionally come to the courtyard of Xuanyao Mountain and watch him dancing sword in the courtyard.

Gu Yuan would stop and look at her delicate porcelain-white face.

"Why do you practice swords?" Luo Yesheng asked indifferently.

Gu Yuan would think seriously for a long time, then shake his head.

"I do not know."

"do not know?"

"There doesn't seem to be much reason."

"A sword cultivator should have a reason to wield his sword." Luo Yesheng said word by word, "If you don't have such a reason, then your sword will have neither intention nor power."