Godly Empress Doctor

Words are not empty.

"Will ... Feng Wu not die?" Zuo Ming frowned.

Everyone looked at him with an intellectual disability.

"It's impossible. Such a thunderstorm, that is, the iron man poured by deep-sea black iron, has melted into mud, not to mention that Feng Wu is a physical child." He shook his head, "now she must be dead."

Is Fengwu really dead?

Feng Wu mobilized the thunder elements in her body in accordance with the colorful bird's formula, and covered a thin layer of thunder film on the outside of the body to temporarily isolate the thunder slurry.

But this can only be blocked for a moment.

There is still a small amount of thunderous pulp infiltrating into Fengwu's body, which is an indescribable severe pain.

Feng Wu just felt that all the bone blood was burned to the highest temperature!

The thunderstorm attacked her most madly, and her skin seemed to be burnt.

What Feng Wu can do is to cultivate these thunder pulps according to the guidance of the colorful bird and the Thunder God's formula.

But the thunder is really too much, too strong, washing Fengwu's body like a giant wave!

Feng Wu's skin was burned to crack, repaired, and then cracked and repaired again and again.

But with this time and time again, the strength she can withstand is increasing slightly, though not obviously.

But it hurts.

Every time the skin was cracked, the flesh was almost torn into pieces, Feng Wu almost died of pain, and the whole body could not help trembling ...

In the end, Fengwu's consciousness gradually blurred, and his willpower really couldn't survive ...

"Xiaofengwu! Wake up! Xiaofengwu!"

Cai Feng Bird kept calling for the name of Feng Wu, hopping around in the sea of ​​her consciousness, trying to wake her up.

"Can't sleep! You're dead when you sleep!"

"The shepherd is still waiting for you to save it! Aren't you sorry for him? He will never wake up if you die!"

Just when Feng Wu thought that her body was going to be melted into mud by thunder pulp, Cai Feng birds awakened Feng Wu with a word.

Yeah, Master Beauty is still waiting for her rescue, she can't die ...

Ding……

A drop of Phoenix God's blood flew out of Fengwu's brows, lingering around Fengwu.

Phoenix **** blood brings out ancient inscriptions, these fonts, exuding a faint golden light, fall on the body surface of the Phoenix dance.

As these ancient words appeared, a scene of surprise appeared.

These thunderbolts have actually decreased.

How can it be reduced?

The colorful bird is also stunned by the scene in front of them, because these violent lavas actually follow the small hole in the heart of Feng Wumei ... the small hole that the Phoenix God's blood was originally intended for ...

Inhaled.

At the speed visible to the naked eye!

Cai Fengniao was shocked: "This, what is going on? How did the Phoenix God Blood lead these thunders to your brow? Do you feel anything?"

Feng Wu's consciousness is sometimes sober and sometimes blurred.

She didn't feel much, she just felt that the brow was hot, as if her entire head was going to burst.

"my God!"

Just then, Cai Fenghuang exclaimed.

Feng Wu's whole body had too many pains. At the moment, she was numb and had no strength to move a finger. She only looked at the colorful bird with her eyes, and she had no strength to ask questions.

"Should this phoenix **** blood be ... will it not be ... to help you store these thunder pulps and become your thunder eye!"

Feng Wu: "Why, what do you mean?"

Cai Fengniao: "Aren't you practicing Thunder God's formula? Thunder God's formula is mind, but you haven't learned the technique yet. Now Phoenix God's blood teaches you technique!"

"She's gonna consume thunderbolt and make it your skill?