Wanjie Futu

Chapter 159 Crossing the Disaster

Meng Ningxue did not talk nonsense with Duan Fan. Her exquisite body flashed and flew hundreds of meters away.

At this time, the thunderstorm in the sky also locked Meng Ningxue. Under the slow pressure of dark clouds, thick lightning was intertwined, and thunder and lightning flashed above Meng Ningxue's head. It was so horrible.

Meng Ningxue's weak body stood under the dark clouds, looking so small. In the face of the terrible thunder disaster, people couldn't help sweating for her.

The thunderstorm in the sky seemed to have enough to transport, with a roar, and a lightning big enough to the mouth of the bowl fell and hit directly to the top of Meng Ningxue's head.

A trace of solemnity flashed in Meng Ningxue's eyes, but she did not move, and she did not even mean to resist the thunderstorm.

Stab.

No surprise, the lightning hit Meng Ningxue in an instant. Meng Ningxue's delicate body trembled and staggered, but then it returned to its original state.

Obviously, this first thunderstorm was nothing to Meng Ningxue.

However, there are as many as nine thunderstorms in the first level of Hualongjing, and the latter one is more powerful than one. In the back, Meng Ningxue can't take it so easily.

"Wow!"

Duan Fan also sweated for Meng Ningxue. Seeing that Meng Ningxue was safe under the first thunder, he was relieved and relieved.

Boom!

The second thunderstorm in the sky fell quickly.

This time, Meng Ningxue also did not resist, but let the thunderstorm strike her.

The difference is that this time Meng Ningxue's body shook more violently, as if she was going to fall down the next moment.

However, before Meng Ningxue stabilized her body, the third thunder came one after another and hit Meng Ningxue's delicate body in an instant.

Meng Ning's snowy face showed a blush, her body was unstable, and she was about to fall down.

But in the end, it still held on and did not fall down.

Meng Ningxue's behavior seemed to be regarded as a provocation by Tianlei. The fourth thunder disaster began to move, and the thunder, which was several times stronger than before, slowly formed. The target pointed directly at Meng Ningxue, and it seemed that Meng Ningxue would not stop.

In the face of such a situation, Meng Ningxue also looked solemn. This time, she did not hold it big. She took out a lower Taoist device from the storage ring to resist her chest.

When she was in Tianbing Tower before, Meng Ningxue got several Taoist instruments. At this time, she would not feel sad to use it to resist the disaster.

The fourth thunderstorm finally fell down after a long time.

A thick thunder and lightning the size of a washbasin fell, with a terrible and harmful power, and hit Meng Ningxue's head fiercely.

When Duan Fan saw this situation in the distance, his fists were unconsciously clenched and his heart became very nervous.

Meng Ningxue's beautiful eyes looked at the thick lightning falling from the sky and were not afraid. Dantian Zhenyuan poured the Taoist weapon in his hand and greeted the basin-sized lightning directly.

Boom! A loud noise came, and the fourth thunderstorm was picked up by Meng Ningxue, but there was a crack in the Taoist weapon in her hand, and the spiritual light of the Taoist weapon was also much darker.

At the same time, the fifth thunderstorm also fell immediately, giving Meng Ningxue no time to breathe.

Seeing this situation, Meng Ningxue was still expressionless, as if she did not put the thunderstorm in front of her eyes at all. She still used the lower Taoist device with cracks in her hand to resist this thunderstorm.

Boom! This time, the voice is countless times louder than before, and the momentum is much louder.

Even after the fifth thunderstorm fell, the inferior Taoist weapon in Meng Ningxue's hand was shattered and scattered on the ground. The power of thunder was actually terrible.

The disaster is ruthless. Just after the fifth thunderbolt fell, the sixth thunderbolt has formed and hit Meng Ningxue's head.

The sixth thunder is much stronger than the fifth thunder, and the power is even more terrible.

"Hung, you must hold on!"

Duan Fan in the distance was worried about Meng Ningxue when he saw such a terrible thunderfall. At this time, he also kept praying for Meng Ningxue.

Boom, Tianlei will not spare Meng Ningxue because of Duan Fan's prayer. The sixth thick thunder fell in an instant, immediately drowning Meng Ningxue's white body, and the whole person was wrapped in thunder and lightning.

The crackling sound kept coming, and the thunder and lightning of the sixth thunder stayed on Meng Ningxue's body for a long time before slowly disappeared.

"Hmm!"

When the sixth thunder disappeared from Meng Ningxue's body, Duan Fan saw a trace of bright red blood on the corners of Meng Ningxue's mouth and a sick pale face.

For a while, Duan Fan's heart was picked up for fear of what would happen to Meng Ningxue.

Although Duan Fan and Meng Ningxue do not have a deep relationship, and can even say that they have no feelings with Meng Ningxue, Meng Ningxue has been given to him for the first time, and he has been with Meng Ningxue for a day and a night. He has already regarded Meng Ningxue as his own **. He is afraid that Meng Ningxue will happen to him and will never let Meng Ningxue do something. .

To be honest, Duan Fan is a person with a strong self-esteem. If he can, he will use his life to protect his loved ones, relatives and friends, just like an old hen protects chickens.

It's just that Meng Ningxue's strength is much stronger than Duan Fan, which makes Duan Fan feel a little uncomfortable, and his mind to protect Meng Ningxue is not shown.

At the same time, the seventh thunderstorm in the sky is slowly forming and will soon fall.

Meng Ningxue's cold face was still Gujing Wubo. She took out a bottle of elixir from the storage ring and directly took all the elixir in the bottle. With the jade hand, he wiped off the blood stains from the corners of his lips, and then focused all his attention on the seventh thunder slowly forming in the sky.

Boom!

Boom!

Unexpectedly, after the formation of the seventh thunder, the eighth thunder was also formed at the same time and hit Meng Ningxue in sequence.

At this time, I saw two thunder and lightning thicker than the bucket, with the power of destroying the world, and the posture of wanting to destroy everything, and hit Meng Ningxue fiercely.

Seeing this, Meng Ningxue's beautiful eyes flashed and seemed to be hesitating, but then she took out her magic weapon, the ice sword without hesitation!

As soon as the ice sword appeared, the space temperature within a few meters of Meng Ningxue's body instantly came down, and pieces of ice crystals fell, forming snowflakes, dancing around Meng Ningxue's body, adding infinite amorous feelings to Meng Ningxue's beautiful figure.

It's just that the natural disaster will not appreciate the beauty of Meng Ningxue. Two natural disasters that are thicker than buckets instantly swallowed Meng Ningxue and knocked out a dark hole in the ground where Meng Ningxue stood.

Stab, thorn!

The sound of lightning kept ringing, and it lasted dozens of breaths before stopping.

At this time, when I went to see Meng Ningxue, I found that her figure was already crumbling, her breath was much weaker, and there were also many burn marks on her white clothes. Several places had been broken, revealing not Meng Ningxue's snow-white skin, but blood-stained wounds, which looked heart-taking.

However, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the ninth thunder has begun to carry out and has formed rapidly.

"It's not good!"

At this time, Fan was really worried. The ice sword in Meng Ningxue's hand seemed to have been damaged in many places, and looking at Meng Ningxue's current situation, I'm afraid it would be very difficult to receive the ninth thunder.

At this time, Duan Fan also didn't care about anything else. He flew directly and took out the only two Taoist weapons on his body, ready to resist the thunder.

Meng Ningxue saw Duan Fan rushing towards her, and the strange color in her eyes flashed by, but then her face cooled down. Whatever you have to do, go away quickly."

"Haha, you are my woman, and your business is my business."

Duan Fan was not angry because of Meng Ningxue's coldness, but laughed. Meng Ningxue is born with indifference and will not express her feelings. Meng Ningxue said that just now, which clearly means: It's dangerous here. Don't come here.

"You!"

When Meng Ningxue heard Duan Fan say this, she was extremely angry and wanted to scold Duan Fan for a few words, but a strange feeling in her heart. She didn't know what to say and could only watch Duan Fan come to her side.

"Here, you take this!"

Duan Fan came to Meng Ningxue and handed the only Zhongpin Taoist device in his hand to Meng Ningxue, with concern flashing on his face.

"Retain it yourself."

Meng Ningxue did not pick up Duan Fan's Zhongpin Taoist weapon. She still took her slightly broken ice sword and looked at the thunderstorm in the sky, and her expression became more solemn.

Duan Fan's appearance seems to have provoked Tianwei. The ninth thunder that was formed quickly before was formed faster at this time, and the power was several times stronger. The strong pressure fell, which tightly locked Duan Fan and Meng Ningxue.

"Cough, am I involved in you?"

Duan Fan was a little embarrassed and scratched his scalp. He felt that he was too hasty. Outsiders are not allowed to help when others get through the disaster, otherwise it will be regarded as a provocative act.

Although Duan Fan did not provoke Tianwei, he simply cared about Meng Ningxue, but he didn't expect it to be like this, but strengthened the power of the disaster.

"What do you say!"

Meng Ningxue glanced at Duan Fan angrily. This look was infinitely charming and beautiful. For a period of time, Fan was stunned, and he looked very stupid.

Meng Ningxue looked at Duan Fan's stupid appearance and laughed in her heart, but her face pretended to be cold, and she didn't give Duan Fan a good face at all.

"Cough!"

After a long time, Duan Fan came to his senses and was a little embarrassed. He touched the corners of his mouth to see if there was any drooling. If there was really a drool, he would not be laughed to death by Meng Ningxue.

But fortunately, the saliva has not flowed down, otherwise it will definitely become a laughing stock for thousands of years.

But when Duan Fan was glad that he did not drool, Meng Ningxue's cold voice came to his ear.

"I need your help!"