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Chapter 722 Tianlei of the Eighth Grade Elixir (6)

boom!

Every time one falls, another thunder is more than twice that of the previous one.

So, when the third wave hit the body, Bai Yan staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, at the last moment, she resisted again, her bright eyes with perseverance.

"Come again!"

boom!

The fourth time is here!

Bai Yan's face was unchanged and she was not afraid at all, staring at the thunder above her.

Puff!

This time, under this thunder, Bai Yan spit out a mouthful of blood. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and brows were solemn: "There is something wrong with this eighth-grade thunder, it is stronger than what I encountered in my previous life. This kind of power can compete with the ninth-grade thunder!"

What's going on? In her impression, the eighth-grade thunder was not so powerful, and it would not be a problem to resist with her current strength.

But now, it is obviously beyond her perception...

However, now she has no choice!

Her eyes turned to the man on the bed, and the light on her face became more and more determined.

"I will definitely save you!"

No matter how much the price he pays, she will save him!

The person on the bed might have heard her voice. His brows moved slightly, a tear slid from the corners of his eyes, his lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound.

At this time, Bai Yan had already retracted her eyes.

"continue!"

Then, three more thunders struck her one after another. She gritted her teeth and held it down, her face no longer had the blood color she had before, and was as pale as snow.

She knew that she couldn't give up!

If you give up, you will not be able to treat Wen Yunfeng!

boom!

The power of the eighth channel was too strong, and Bai Yan fell to the ground in an instant. Her arms were held on the ground and climbed up from the ground again. Her hair was scattered, and she looked radiant against the backdrop of the thunder.

"There is the last one!" Bai Yan chuckled and smiled like the wind, "It's over, and it's time to become a pill."

But this last one is hundreds of times stronger than the previous one!

Success, Dancheng.

Failure, she dies!

Bai Yan closed her eyes and quietly waited for the last thunder to flash. Sure enough, within a moment, the ninth thunder came.

The expected pain didn't come...

Bai Yan was stunned, and she slowly opened her eyes. At this moment, a phantom stood in front of her.

The phantom is transparent, with silver hair flying in the strong wind and purple clothes as picturesque. Even with her back facing white face, she could still feel the surging momentum like a river and a sea.

"Why?"

Why did he show up here?

Why...he would resist the last attack for her?

Bai Yan's heart trembled, and her snow-white face was shocked. Just as she got up and wanted to ask, the phantom disappeared out of thin air.

"Di Cang!" Bai Yan's voice was trembling with a hint of trembling. She covered her lips tightly, and tears flowed down her eyes.

Pick.

At this moment, Bai Yan felt a broken sound. She searched in the storage world in panic and found a flower made of carrots.

This was the thing Chen'er wore Di Cang to cook before. He took the opportunity to carve it into something he gave her. She was extremely disgusted at the time, but she finally accepted it. Even if she left Di Cang, she never discarded it...
Chapter completed!
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