It took a little longer for her to survive the tribulation this time.
That's because she crossed two realms at once.
Fu Zhu guessed that when he was in the whirling world, he took too many heavenly materials and earthly treasures, and was struck by a thunderbolt.
But there were still outsiders here, so Fu Zhu didn't talk to San Qing.
She lowered her eyes and glanced at the man on the ground. Her meridians had recovered, and her serious injuries were almost healed. He should be fine. Sanqing said with great insight, "He is called Feng Jingsu."
Fu Zhu's eyes moved away from him and looked into the distance, "Thunder God is here."
It has the head of a human and the body of a dragon, and its belly is filled with thunder. It looks very weird and ferocious.
Wherever it passes, creatures hold their breath.
Fu Zhu glanced sideways at Feng Jingsu, thought for a while, and said nothing.
Thor is extremely fast, and it will definitely be too late to run away.
Not to mention what he looks like now.
A sadness appeared on Feng Jingsu's face. Sanqing clenched his fists and glared angrily at him. He was just a god of thunder. Look at how hopeless he was.
Before facing the enemy, we were saddened.
"I want to see how powerful this thunder god is." Sanqing drew out his dagger and stood facing the wind.
Feng Jingsu advised, "Miss Fu Zhu, and this little friend, please leave me alone and leave first."
The God of Thunder is coming here. It must be that the masters brought by his family have fallen. There is really no need to implicate other people.
Feng Jingsu took out an exquisite little cloth bag and said, "This is my seal. If you two leave Leize, you can use this to go to the Feng family in Si Youcheng to collect the reward for the Nine-turn Breath Condensing Pill."
He turned his head and looked at Sanqing, "I'll make the elixir for you as well."
Sanqing covered her ears with one hand, "Why are you so verbose and annoying?"
"I can't do anything like running away without fighting!"
Fu Zhu nodded accordingly.
Whether you can beat it or not, let’s fight it first.
Seeing how stubborn the two of them were, Feng Jingsu reluctantly put away the seal.
boom--
The earth shook.
Sanqing opened his legs, shoulder-width apart, and lowered his strength. He held the sword steadily and faced each other. His robes fluttered in the wind, giving him quite the temperament of a swordsman.
Fu Zhu stood on her right, and her goose-yellow dress floated like a water plant, extremely light.
She held the sword loosely with one hand, very casually. Before the God of Thunder could come, she turned the hilt of the sword. The light of the sword swayed, indifferently, as if it was something or not.
Feng Jingsu was lost in thought when the girl suddenly stopped moving and pointed the tip of her sword downwards at the ground, "Here we come."
Feng Jingsu suddenly raised his eyes, and saw a huge creature several feet tall walking slowly towards him.
Without squinting, he stepped on a tree and lowered his eyes slightly to see clearly the two ants blocking the road.
Sanqing raised his head, glared back and bared his teeth, unwilling to be outdone, "This God of Thunder is too ugly."
His complexion is as red as red, his facial hair is extremely long, and only his mirror-like eyes are exposed. It is said to be a human head, but more like a monkey mind that has not been fully evolved. The dragon body is not a complete real dragon body. Compared with a dragon, it is It's a little less interesting.
It was also the first time for Feng Jingsu to see the true form of the God of Thunder. Thinking about the rumors outside, he was somewhat disappointed.
The God of Thunder patted his belly angrily, and Sanqing looked curious. Is it true that a bulging belly will cause thunder?
Boom!
A bolt of lightning struck from the top of Sanqing's head. She took two steps back, but was not hit. A huge crater was created in front of her eyes.
Thunder roared and the wind howled.
The wind was so shocking that people and trees flew several meters away.
While observing the battle situation, he meditated and adjusted his breath.
"Sanqing, draw your sword!"
Fu Zhu reminded her aloud.
Sanqing said "Oh", held the hilt of the sword with both hands, and slashed at the Thor's feet. The God of Thunder lowered his head, and the dragon's claw easily covered Sanqing's head. It seemed that if he squeezed down slightly, he could crush her head. .
Feng Jingsu's heart was in his throat, but when he saw that Sanqing had no intention of avoiding him, he was so anxious that he lost his voice for a moment.
bass!
The sword trembled, and a sharp long sword touched the Thunder God's dragon claw. The God of Thunder snorted slightly, tightened his claws, and wanted to crush the sword first, and then crush the two people's heads.
The dragon's claws are sharp, not weaker than a flying sword.
Seeing the sword's blade trembling violently, Feng Jingya suddenly became frightened and even breathed cautiously.
Although he only took a few cursory glances at Miss Fu Zhu's sword, he knew that it was a rare sword.
It is much more precious than Sanqing's dagger.
Sanqing turned around and saw Shuang Xueming being held tightly by the God of Thunder. The sword was slightly deformed, and he looked at Fu Zhu worriedly.
Fu Zhu gave her a look that said she didn't have to worry. He pressed his left hand on the sword, and abundant spiritual energy quickly poured into the sword, all flowing to the tip.
boom!
The spiritual power exploded, and the God of Thunder was suddenly knocked back two steps. The talisman drew back the sword, jumped into the air, and hit the God of Thunder's abdomen.
His eyes were startled, and he blocked the front with his claws, but he saw the girl in yellow suddenly retracted her hand, fell to the ground, turned her head and said something to the little girl in black.
"Fu Zhu, is your sword okay?"
"The weak point is in the abdomen."
They both spoke at the same time, each talking about their own things.
Fu Zhu thought in her mind, and the bottle containing the sword-nurturing spring appeared in her hand. At this moment, without saving, it all poured onto the sword.
"It's okay." Fu Zhu said softly, "It won't break so easily."
Sanqing's hanging heart was finally relieved.
She knew that the talisman beads contained the fairy sword, but Shuang Xueming had a different meaning to her.
Sanqing rolled his eyes, "Thunder God's belly will cause thunder, so if I knock his belly, will there be thunder and lightning?"
This... Fu Zhu naturally doesn't know.
The God of Thunder realized that the girl just feinted with her sword to test herself. She was really cunning and hateful.
He roared angrily, beating his abdomen with both hands in turn, and the thunder was continuous and loud.
"The monk's thunder calamity is not as big as this scene..." Feng Jingsu thought to himself.
Sanqing picked up a stone and hit the God of Thunder on the head, "Why are you shouting? It's so noisy!"
The God of Thunder didn't even look at this little hidden weapon. He just inflated his belly. Countless thunder and lightning followed one after another, illuminating the gloomy sky.
The talisman bead held a sword flower and stabbed the God of Thunder in the abdomen.
Sure enough, Thor's attention was focused on her sword. Sanqing Fengfenghuohuo ran to the blind spot of his sight, raised the dagger, and stabbed his tail with a "click".
Ding!
The hard dragon scales and the dagger collided, making an excited sound.
After Lei Shen realized what they were doing, he flipped his tail and slapped San Qing into the dirt.
Fortunately, she was physically strong and didn't suffer any injuries, and she got up quickly.
Feng Jingsu rubbed his eyes in disbelief. Was he dazzled just now?
Little friend Sanqing was able to stand up immediately after being slapped by the dragon's tail.
Thinking of the time when he was swept by the giant python, Feng Jingya subconsciously touched his waist and remained silent.
Sanqing spit out the mud and said to himself, "These dragon scales are quite hard!"
She picked up the dagger and observed it carefully for a while. The dragon scales were tightly distributed without any gaps.
Sanqing gritted his teeth and started thinking.
The God of Thunder was so entangled in the talisman beads that he was powerless and distracted. Every time he wanted to hold the tip of the girl's sword, her sword would pass by a hair's breadth. It seemed real and imaginary, unpredictable.
Fu Zhu calmed down, raised his sword and came out. The God of Thunder nervously protected his abdomen and turned his back to the enemy.
