sad!

sad!

despair!

Xiaohuang was completely confused. It only felt that its life had lost hope.

Owner!

Owner!

It was like a child who had lost his family, spinning wildly and cried throughout Jiulei Mountain.

But no response!

The top of Jiulei Mountain has completely turned into a scorched earth under the Jiuqu Tianlei and Dan Lei, forming a huge deep pit without the slightest breath of life!

Xiaohuang's eyes were covered with blood and tears, and she wanted to go with her master!

but!

When it sensed the Yang Dan in its mouth, a hint of madness appeared in its eyes!

"Wait for me! Master, wait for Xiaohuang to complete his mission, and I will definitely come back to accompany the master!"

"Forever, stay with the master!"

Thinking of this!

Xiaohuang looked at the top of Jiulei Mountain with nostalgia, then spread her wings, and her body turned into a stream of light, flying quickly towards the direction of Xuanwu Hou Kingdom.

And at the foot of the mountain!

Quiet!

It was as quiet as death. When everyone saw the thunder formed and landed, they had already known the result!

Plop!

The head teacher Lei Ming seemed to have all his strength drained and fell to the ground in dismay.

His expression was filled with thick gray and despair!

Is it over?

The thousand-year prophecy of the Lord of Nine Thunder is over!

The only hope of the Jiulei Sect was also shattered!

"Palm...Parent!" The voices of the four elders were hoarse, and tears were still hanging in the turbid old eyes.

Their hero has fallen.

Everyone has almost seen the dim future of Jiulei Sect.

Not only them, but also all the Jiuleimen including Wu Yao were in a state of choking and their throats were sore.

They looked at their heads and elders, and the sadness was hard to hide!

Not only the Nine Thunder Sect!

At this moment, Kong Ling had completely fainted from crying, and there was still a deep sadness on her sweet little face.

She was sad for that sad love!

She was heartbroken for her savior!

Kong Kui stood there like a fool, looking at the mountain top, tears rolling in the tiger's eyes.

That is his hero and his idol!

None of the wandering cultivators around them left. They seemed to know that it was impossible, but they were still waiting for the person to stand up again and return again!

"All Jiuleimen obey the order!"

At this time!

A hoarse voice came.

But when the head leaping ming saw the head priest stood up again from the ground with difficulty.

He quietly wiped away the tears in his eyes, then sighed long, and looked at the top of the mountain, confused and melancholy!

"Disciple is here!!!"

Wu Yao and all the Jiuleimen members were all excited and answered in unison.

The head priest Lei Ming's eyes swept across every Jiulei Sect's disciple. He seemed to have seen that without the Lord of Jiulei, these young faces would completely die in the near future!

"My Jiuleimen, the ancestors' prophecy appeared! Our Jiulei Lord appeared!"

"Even if his body and body are destroyed, I still don't believe that he is completely dead, and I still don't believe that the prophecies of our ancestors are really failure!"

Having said this!

The thunderous voice of the head teacher became more hoarse!

"I decided to protect myself as a member of Jiulei Sect for another month!"

"Be the Lord of Nine Thunder!!!"

boom!

This sentence was like a fuse, igniting the blood that had just been extinguished by Jiuleimen again.

A strong fanaticism appeared on their faces, and a scorching madness was shining!

Obviously, Gu Fan had completely conquered them before!

Hulala!

One after another, Jiuleimen raised his arms and thrust hard on his chest, shouting wildly:

"The Lord of Nine Thunder!!!"

"The Lord of Nine Thunder!!!"

"The Lord of Nine Thunder!!!"

...

Crazy and fanatical shouts echoed continuously at the foot of Jiulei Mountain.

only!

On the top of the mountain, it is still so quiet and so depressing!

The fragments of Gu Fan's bones were densely packed and covered the ground.

No miracles!

Didn't survive!

He seemed to have completely fallen and dissipated on the top of the mountain!

And at the same time!

Shennong Hou Kingdom, Shennong Valley!

A five or six-year-old child was wearing gorgeous clothes and sitting cross-legged.

A trace of the fragrance of herbs kept radiating out from him!

That's right!

He is just a stinky egg and a flame dust!

However, at this moment, with the awakening of Shennong's bloodline, the stench on his body had disappeared.

Instead, there is a scent of herbs that is intoxicating.

He is the young master of Shennong Valley now!

It is also the strongest hope for the rise of Shennong's lineage in the future!

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Yan Chen's little face was full of maturity that was extremely inconsistent with his age!

His palms flew around, and herbs were transformed into juice under his tempering!

Continuous purification!

Crazy concise!

One minute!

Two minutes!

When a stream of extremely rich and fragrant medicine swept through the alchemy furnace and towards all directions!

The four Supreme Elders and all Shennongmen around were shocked!

"Successful! The young master actually refined the ground-grade ninth level pill again! It's so amazing. This is the eighth furnace in the past few days!"
To be continued...