Cultivating a fairy deserves to go to heaven

Chapter 554
It's actually Shangshan who is crossing the thunder calamity?
An Qingli secretly breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't the master.

Shangshan, who had just endured a thunderbolt, happened to look over, and happened to meet An Qingli's gaze for a brief moment.

But An Qingli only had Mu Sheng in her heart, and she didn't care too much. Led by the two ancestors, she stepped straight into Luofeng City, passed Shangshan far away, and went straight to Tian Yunzong.

Wuling glanced at An Qingli, who was in a hurry, and then at Shangshan. Aside from being worried, she felt a tinge of joy inexplicably. The little girl's worried eyes just now fell into its eyes.

That little girl is worried about Shangshan!

It's a good thing!
"Shangshan!" Wu Ling didn't care whether Shangshan could see it or not, and mouthed excitedly at Shangshan, "That little girl is caring about you!"

It's not that he can't transmit sound with his spiritual sense, but Shangshan is going through the thunder calamity, if Tiandao mistakenly thinks that he is interfering with the tribulation, it will be troublesome.

An Qingli disappeared in the sky above Miaoyin Peak in an instant, and many young disciples below did not see who the rapidly moving light and shadow was at all. They just saw Shangshan being hit by an arm-thick lightning bolt, which was extremely thrilling.

"True Monarch Shangshan!"

The crowd spoke out in worry, and many wished to suffer that crime for Shang Shan.

The thunder that hit Shangshan just now was urgent and ruthless, so ruthless that it seemed to be full of hostility, as if he wished to kill Zhenjun Shangshan on the spot.

Countless people worry about Shangshan.

Even Wu Ling and Qi Che were worried.

Shangshan's lightning calamity this time really made people sweat.

However, many other forces were secretly happy in their hearts. This good boy has too much karma on his body, and he is afraid that he should die here. He can't let Tian Yunzong take over all good things.

Miaoyinfeng opened a large formation to protect the peak, ready to help Shangshan at any time.

An Qingli went to the sky above Tian Yunzong.

The robbery clouds above Tianyunzong are thick and thick, far more terrifying and ferocious than the robbery clouds on Miaoyin Peak, but the sky above Tianyunzong has not yet activated the sect protection array.

"Master, hold on for a while longer." An Qingli spoke to the communication jade slip. The matter has come to an end, and it is useless to blame Master for his willfulness. He can only do everything possible to survive this elixir thunder disaster.

The smelting of the spiritual treasure vestments in the abdomen of the smelting fire has not yet been completed, I hope the master can survive for half an hour first.

"Apprentice, Master can't hold on anymore."

Mu Sheng's face was ugly, and the spiritual power in his hand froze. The alchemy furnace in front of him suddenly trembled violently, and the heavy furnace lid suddenly jumped up, releasing a large cloud of scorching white air.

A colorful elixir soared into the sky and went straight to the sky.

Mu Sheng hurriedly moved to grab it.

An incomparably dazzling lightning flashed down.

That speed was so fast that even the cultivators of Huashen were dumbfounded.

"Master!"

"Mu Sheng!"

"Master!"

Exclamations rang out.

The Grand Master's Hall, which had been banned, was instantly torn apart by this thunderbolt.

Mu Sheng, who was covered in scorched black, was holding an elixir in his hand, lying face down in a deep smoking pit, and emerged with a disheveled face.

Mu Sheng's soul lamp suddenly dimmed, and then gradually recovered a bit, but it was not as bright as before. Patriarch Qi Xian's hand holding the soul lamp trembled a little.

In An Qingli's hand, there was a soul card of Mu Sheng, and a crack appeared on the soul card.

The little ones were stunned, the elixir thunder calamity was so terrifying, it chopped Mu Sheng half to death with one move, that Mu Sheng was indeed so capricious.

The ninth-level Thunder Wing Tiger said: "Mu Sheng, get up, and move to the special place for crossing the catastrophe."

Mu Sheng's fingers moved slightly, endured the burning pain, quickly took a top-quality tonic pill, and rushed to the place where the sect crossed the catastrophe in embarrassment.

Poor Mu Sheng, as soon as he appeared, he was like a beggar, wandering in the sky above Tian Yunzong with a disheveled face.

The disciples below were terrified, but no one cared about the embarrassment of the master.

The Zongmen Protector Formation opens immediately.

An Qingli spread her five fingers, stroked her right hand lightly in front of her body, and several red vials containing spiritual liquid immediately went to the formation.

"Master, take it!"

An Qingli shouted with luck and spiritual power.

Mu Sheng didn't bother to think too much, before the next thunder calamity came, he quickly grabbed those small red bottles and firmly held them in his palm.

do not care!
What the apprentice sent up must be something good.

Before An Qingli could speak, Mu Sheng, whose spiritual power was seriously exhausted, pulled out one of the small red bottles, raised his head, and in a panic, poured the contents of the bottle into his mouth.

The bottle contained bright red spiritual liquid, and the rich spiritual energy made Mu Sheng's whole body tremble. As soon as the spiritual liquid was swallowed, the surging spiritual power immediately filled his whole body.

The recovery speed of this psychic liquid was faster than the high-grade tonic pill he had refined. Mu Sheng was very grateful, that was really his good apprentice.

In the blink of an eye, another extremely terrifying thunderbolt struck from the sky.

Mu Sheng's spiritual energy was surging all over his body, and he just had nowhere to vent it.

The terrifying thunder and lightning directly hit Mu Sheng's body, and the protective vestment on Mu Sheng's body was radiant, and it carried the lightning strike for Mu Sheng again.

However, most of the spiritual power in Mu Sheng's body was consumed immediately.

Mu Sheng held the elixir in his left hand and the formation disk in his right hand. With a mournful face, he said loudly to An Qingli, "Apprentice, this elixir is so fast, Master's formation disk, I'm afraid Master's formation disk cannot be thrown out..."

An Qingli replied loudly: "Master, don't think about other things, just concentrate on surviving the tribulation!"

"Good apprentice!" Mu Sheng's eyes were moist, and he said loudly, "Give me a few more bottles of your spiritual liquid!"

"Master, you should concentrate on crossing the tribulation first! Leave the rest to the disciples!"

An Qingli's face was also a bit ugly. Those bottles of spiritual liquid were made by her condensing the seventh-order red spiritual fruit in the mustard space. There were only a few small bottles, and they were specially prepared for Mu Sheng.

With a mournful face, Mu Sheng raised his head to look at Jie Yun in the sky, and it turned out that he was too naive to underestimate the elixir Lei Jie.

If the first thunderbolt hadn't been blocked by the Grand Master Hall and the Grand Master Hall's restriction, he might have died on the spot.

An Qingli signaled for the opening of the Zongmen formation, and she and the two ancestors quickly entered the Zongmen, dodged to the Zongshi Peak, and faced the large red forest fruit forest, they picked frantically.

The picked fruits were all handed over to An Qingli.

An Qingli set up a barrier, entered the mustard space, and with a thought, divided the ripe and unripe fruits into two sides.

The ripe fruits piled up into a hill, An Qingli thought again, and quickly squeezed the mountain of fruits, and countless bright red juices were squeezed out.

There are also several large tanks of those bright red juices.

With another thought in An Qingli's mind, the water in those large vats evaporated rapidly again, and finally condensed into a bottle the size of a flagon.

Little Lingxi was holding an emerald green jug, waiting anxiously by the side.

With another thought, An Qingli put the condensed juice into the jug, then left the mustard space, removed the restriction, and went to the sky.

　Sorry, it's even later.On another platform, reading the comments of book friends on this book, it is too high, so it is too late to write, forgive me, wait for three more later
　　
　
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