After saying that, Jiuji began to use the contract formation to absorb the surrounding lightning tribulations.
The thunder calamity carrying the aura of destruction had just entered the body, and Jiu Ji couldn't help but groan.
pain!
It hurts so much!
And the thunder tribulation he absorbed was only a little of the overflow!
You can imagine how much pain Lu Qingye felt at this moment when he was surrounded by most of the thunder tribulations!
Lu Qingye was indeed in pain at the moment. It felt like her soul was being pierced by countless needles. The tearing pain made her feel even breathing was painful.
In the sky, thunderclouds rolled.
Outside the formation, people were laughing and laughing, waiting for the birth of Shangyao Sect's new genius Jindan monk.
"Boom!"
Another thunderstorm fell, and Qiandao Ya's formation also flickered.
"Look! The eighth thunder tribulation has occurred!"
"It's the nineteenth course!"
"This Uncle Lu is really not simple! I just don't know where her limit is!"
"Look, this thunder tribulation has just begun! Now my reputation as a Shangyao Sect will be promoted in the world of immortality!"
The crowd was excited, and some elders also looked happy.
"puff!"
Jiuji suddenly vomited blood and transformed into a black wind tiger. His body was already covered with scars and blood.
The violent purple thunder was destroying his body at an extremely fast speed.
The pain made Jiuji, who had always been patient, make a whining sound.
My consciousness became a little blurry.
Jiuji couldn't help but think that this time his impulse would be here.
Obviously he always cherishes his life...
He still has a lot of things to do, he has not avenged his relatives and friends, he has not returned to the Demon Clan, he has not seen the Demon Clan revitalize, he has not...
But do you regret it?
Jiuji couldn't help but look at Lu Qingye who was struggling in a pool of blood.
He thought, he has no regrets!
When did I actually care about such a person cultivating or soul cultivating?
Perhaps at the beginning, when he was on the verge of death, Lu Qingye brought light into his world. Perhaps after the contract, we spent countless ordinary days and nights getting along with each other. The girl had a smile on her face. She would bring him delicious and fun things and ask him if he liked it. Perhaps, after wandering for countless years, he finally heard someone asking him what he wanted, worried about his safety...
Too much! Bit by bit, the laughter was so big that he couldn't see it, and it was so loud that he couldn't control his heart!
Jiu Ji endured the severe pain and moved closer to Lu Qingye little by little.
The soft and fluffy hair has long since become sticky.
If it were the past, he would definitely despise himself.
The huge tiger head gently rested on Lu Qingye's leg.
Jiuji used his huge body to try to block Lu Qingye from one or two thunder disasters.
The strong smell of blood permeated the entire cave.
"Um!"
Lu Qingye's consciousness was a little chaotic, and the thunder tribulation made her feel like she had been torn apart and reorganized countless times.
Consciousness also became more and more blurred.
Suddenly, a painful groan came from above.
Lu Qingye seemed to realize something and opened his eyelids tremblingly.
The dying Jiuji held her tightly in his arms, letting the lightning fall on him, turning the hair that he usually cherished into a bloody mess.
"Nine...Jiu Ji..."
Tears fell from the corners of her eyes. The power of Heaven was like an unshakable mountain, pressing her firmly.
Every struggle was accompanied by pain that was worse than death.
However, after failing again and again, Lu Qingye still did not give up.
But the feeling that the vitality is gradually decreasing and the soul is disintegrating is too clear.
At this moment, Lu Qingye's eyes shed tears of blood when he saw Jiuji who was willing to die to protect him.
She wanted to use her last bit of strength to dissolve the contract between the two.
