C903 (1/2)

Black fog in the air sat the last struggle, but, can fully understand, is already the end of the road.

Wanmo Zhenjun did nothing more, as if this was a tentative attack.

Ghost fog gradually disappeared in the howl, the sky is still gloomy, the original blue sky has disappeared.

The eastern Liuyun took a long breath, as if suddenly put down the heavy burden, but, like Xiaoqing nearby, Xiaoqing's face was still dignified.

”Sister, it's finished. Why aren't you happy?” East Liuyun asked.

Xiao Qing sighed for a long time, didn't say anything, because this kind of thing is not one sentence two words can say clearly.

Qingguo is still doing it on the stage. He looks pale and seems to have consumed a lot of mana.

The disciples of Tianji gate were still a little excited when they won the victory. However, seeing that there was no change in the master's face, they gradually calmed down and went back to their original places and stuck to their posts.

As time went by, the day passed, and there was no news from the holy beast. However, the sky was dark, as if it was the eve of a storm.

Xiao Qing's lips are dry, but her eyes are still staring at Qingguo on the stage.

She is looking forward to Zhang Xiaojian can come quickly, but there is still no news.

At noon the next day, the calm sky suddenly changed.

The dark clouds quickly converged and rolled again.

Xiao Qing's breathing became heavy and her nervous palms were sweating.

”Sister, is the holy beast coming out?” East Liuyun asked.

”No, it's not sure yet.” Xiao Qing's voice did not fall.

The dark clouds in the sky even twinkled with silver light. The thunder arcs with the thickness of one arm were densely distributed on it, which looked ferocious and terrifying.

”No, thunder rob.” Xiaoqing lost her face in an instant and cried out.

With the words out, the strong wind surging around the platform has been wrapped in the yellow sand.

Super spiritual pressure like them in this direction crazy gathering.

Around the platform, the disciples of tianjimen, though they were also the elite selected by thousands of people, could not bear it in an instant and knelt down on the ground.

Xiaoqing, Dongfang Liuyun is better than these disciples, but it is also difficult. The muscles on his face are beginning to deform.

Finally, I knelt down on the ground like others.

”Sister, how can this happen?” East Liuyun asked.

”Thunder robbery, because the call to the holy beast was interrupted midway.” Xiao Qing cried desperately, but the voice was still very weak.

”What shall we do?” East Liuyun asked.

”You can't do anything. You can only rely on the Qing Dynasty.” Xiaoqing has no choice but to answer.

The first thunderbolt fell down, and the sound was as if someone had taken a big drum and pounded it hard on the edge of his ear.

The arm thick thunder arc fell down in an instant, and fell directly towards the top of Qingguo's head.

At that moment, Qingguo was disheartened. She knew that the call of the ancient sacred beast failed and led to thunder robbery.

It seems that it should be a primary thunder robbery, which is the good news among the bad news.