Godly Empress Doctor

Father Dugu looked indifferent and said indifferently: "So such a person is mortal. She doesn't die, and she doesn't have any sense."

Upon hearing this, Dudu adults smiled.

Feng Wu is finally dying.

In one breath, the promotion from the Eight Kingdoms of the Spirit King to the Three Kingdoms of the Spirit Realm, what kind of evil is this? Jun Linyuan didn't jump up the ranks like this at first.

The evildoer must die.

The Dugu exhaled a long breath.

But Emperor Junwu's eyes tightened fiercely. How could he be willing to die for the daughter-in-law of the Phoenix **** blood?

But no one else could save her.

Who can save her ...

No, there is no one in the world who can save her.

Feng Wu looked up, and a thunderous sound made in the sky from the thunderous sea.

Didi DaDa ~

The arc began to fall occasionally in the form of rain.

Wow!

Lei Hai poured heavily on Feng Wu!

finally come.

Choi Phoenix took a deep breath and told Feng Wu aloud: "I teach you the Thunder God formula, you remember, follow the Thunder God formula's formula to guide the lightning into the body, you ... In short, you remember, no matter how painful You have to hold on! "

"Um." Feng Wu nodded.

"The way of the thunder god, it still bows with the bow! The higher one suppresses it, the lower one lifts it ..."

The Thunder God formula, the strongest lightning system formula between the heavens and the earth, the Caifeng bird didn't even know it, but just a moment ago, it seemed like someone had ordered it in his mind, and a Thor formula came into his ear.

It appeared in his mind that the scene of watching the Lord Mu Shen used Thunder God's tactics.

Huh!

The electric arc continued to fall, and Electric Fengwu was suffering. She gritted her teeth and urged Cai Feng Niao: "... Continue!"

Cai Fengniao continued to give Feng Wu the thundering formula.

It communicates through Fengwu brainwaves, so no one outside knows it.

What they saw was a phoenix dance buried in thunder.

"Feng Wu is dead." Then he stared at the roof where he could no longer see Feng Wu, only to see where the thunder was surging and muttered.

Master Hua Da was overjoyed: "Are you sure she is dead?"

Zuo Ming is also very happy staring at the words.

The thunderstorm that had flowed before did not kill them. At this moment, their bodies were black, but there was still breath, but they could not move.

Not a word, one arm was blown up, the flesh and blood of the whole body was blurred, and the smell of burnt meat was exuded.

His eyes were bursting with bloodthirsty cold mansions.

"Don't you remember? When we were hit by a thunderstorm just now, the thunderstorm level was not as good as Feng Wu this time, but what do we look like now? Look back."

Almost all spiritual realms are paralyzed on the ground, and life and death are unknown.

Nonsense: "Feng Wu is far less powerful than us, how could she be all right? Now she is afraid that not all her bones will be scorched."

"It's a pity, it's really a pity ..." He shook his head slowly, "It's such a talent, it's brilliant, the only one that can be compared with Jun Linyuan, it's like this ..."

A word of awe appeared on his face.

Before that, he was really an ordinary little girl in Fengwu. Until this time, he saw that she had been promoted four or five stars in a row, before he realized what a talent is.

"We have actually killed a peerless genius who is not weaker than Jun Linyuan. This cow can be blown for a lifetime." The words are not empty.

The black-and-white Taoist is not cold: "Forcing us more than forty spirits to fall down the border?"