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In a quiet courtyard, Wang Ruyan was chatting with her mother Yang Yueqin over tea.

"Yan'er, you are not too young, you should find a good family and entrust you with your life. The journey to immortality is difficult, and husbands and wives support each other to go further. These are all foundation-building cultivators of the right age. which one?"

As Yang Yueqin spoke, she took out a dozen scrolls for Wang Ruyan to check.

Wang Ruyan looked at it all again, with a hesitant look on her face.

"Mother, my daughter doesn't know which one is right, you check it out for me."

Yang Yueqin nodded with a smile, and said, "Li Yao from Qingyang Sect is quite good. His grandfather was a cultivator of the alchemy.

"Li Yao? This person is notoriously diligent, with a group of wives and concubines. Mother, do you want me to marry him?"

Wang Ruyan frowned and said.

"Silly girl, who is not marrying? Li Yao is the descendant of the cultivator of the alchemy. If your uncle is not a cultivator of the alchemy, people may not like you. There are countless female cultivators who have embraced him. You are still young. If you are not sensible, you are right to listen to your mother, and when you marry, you must listen to your husband, teach your husband and teach your children, and don’t be petty.”

Yang Yueqin said bitterly.

Wang Ruyan sighed lightly, twisted her hair in her right hand, her eyes turned cold, and said, "You are not my mother at all, my mother is not such a person at all, during this period of time, you have been telling me about your husband and your son, you are not at all. When it comes to cultivation, fakes are always fakes, if you didn't look like you were pretending, you would have been exposed long ago."

After saying this, Wang Ruyan's sleeves flicked, and a large piece of blue filaments flew out, piercing through Yang Yueqin's body, and Yang Yueqin turned into a little aura and disappeared.

Wang Ruyan only felt a flower in front of her, suddenly appearing in a gray space with a gloomy wind, followed by a group of Wang family cultivators, Wang Changsheng walking side by side with her.

"Ghost Abyss!"

Wang Ruyan frowned slightly and glanced at Wang Changsheng.

"Fairy Wang, there seems to be an abnormality ahead, let's go over and take a look!"

Wang Changsheng suggested, with a sincere tone.

Wang Ruyan nodded, and the two walked slowly.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan sat cross-legged on the futon, their brows furrowed, both facing their inner demons.

Wang Changsheng's body was covered by a large piece of colorful spiritual light, and the Sanskrit sound burst, and strands of gas with a strange fragrance floated in his nose like smoke.

Outside the manor, Wang Qingqing, Wang Qingling, and Wang Mengbin were looking at Wang Changsheng's residence, with worried expressions on their faces.

At this time, the five-color light group had already submerged into the manor. Within a radius of 500 miles, the situation was reversed, and the huge spiritual energy gathered in the manor.

The five-color light group is getting smaller and smaller, as if being swallowed up by someone.

Half an hour later, in the secret room, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan sat on the futon, and countless five-color auras poured into their noses and mouths.

They were sweating profusely and clenching their teeth, as if suffering some kind of pain.

If someone scans their dantian with their spiritual sense, they can find that the volume of the golden core in their dantian has more than doubled, and the aura is shining, and the continuous spiritual energy is submerged in the golden core, and the size of the golden core is increasing.

Half an hour later, a small crack appeared in the golden core of the two of them. The crack expanded rapidly, and the golden core shattered, replaced by two white and fat babies, the babies were about an inch tall.

At the beginning, the baby was still a little weak, and a steady stream of five-color spiritual energy poured into the body.

Wang Changsheng's Nascent Soul was holding three mountain and sea pearls, Wang Ruyan's Nascent Soul was holding the Golden Lotus Qin.

A loud thunder sounded, and the faces of the two mini Nascent Souls showed fear.

A huge dark cloud appeared over the manor, covering more than ten kilometers. Countless silver thunder snakes wandered in the dark clouds like a tide, and a dull rumbling sound spread.

Wang Qingqing and the three felt the amazing momentum of Leiyun, their expressions changed greatly, and they flew into the distance.

"What's going on? According to the records of the classics, the Infant Lightning Tribulation will not be so big! The vision is too big! Could it be that the nine uncles and nine aunts attacked the Nascent Soul stage together?"

Wang Qingling said with some confusion.

"This...it's hard to say, it's really possible."

In their perception, the cultivators of Nascent Soul will have babies separately, and rarely have babies at the same time. Even if they have babies at the same time, their residences will be separated, but Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are not separated. Suspect.

"Blessed by the ancestors, I hope that my parents will enter the Nascent Soul stage smoothly!"

Wang Qingqing said to himself, with a worried face.

The dark clouds rolled violently, the thunder roared loudly, and several thick silver lightnings flew out of the dark clouds and slashed towards the manor.

"Boom!"

A building was directly split into rubble, and the dust was flying.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qingling can be sure that Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan are hitting the Nascent Soul stage at the same time. This is the first time she has seen this situation, and she has never seen it in the classics.

The dark thundercloud rolled for a while, and a large piece of silver lightning fell, more than before.

Wang Qingqing's heart tightened, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's thunder calamity was more than twice that of Fairy Ziyue, and the power was so great, I don't know if Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan could survive this calamity.

The three **** flew out, swirls around, and countless yellow mists emerged. It didn't take long for the entire manor to be covered by a large sea of ​​yellow mist.

The silver lightning sank into the sea of ​​yellow fog, like mud like the sea, and no sound came out.

The rumbling thunder sounded again, and twice as many silver lightnings flew out, slashing towards the yellow sea of ​​fog below.

The silver thunder light and the yellow glow are intertwined together, which is extremely gorgeous.

The time for a cup of tea has passed, and the silver lightning from the black thundercloud seems to be endless.

Boom!

A huge thunder sounded, the black thundercloud rolled violently, and ten incomparably thick silver thunder pythons flew out of the thundercloud and rushed towards the yellow sea of ​​fog below.

Ten silver thunder pythons sank into the sea of ​​yellow fog, burst open suddenly, turned into countless silver arcs, bounced around, and the powerful air waves spread in all directions, rolling up a lot of dust.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan stood among a pile of rubble, their clothes were tattered and their breath was sluggish.

Another huge thunder sounded, and the black clouds above the head rolled violently, and electric arcs of blue, blue and red suddenly appeared.

"This is a three-color divine thunder! How is it possible! How can there be a three-color divine thunder in the Infant Thunder Tribulation?"

Wang Qingqing exclaimed, clutching the corners of his clothes with both hands, looking nervous.

Wang Qingling and Wang Mengbin looked at each other, and they didn't dare to breathe, they looked straight at the three-color divine thunder.

Boom!

The three-color thundercloud rolled violently~www.readwn.com~ and turned into dozens of three-color thunder spears, slashing down quickly.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan's faces changed drastically, and a burst of blue light lit up on their bodies, turning into a blue ball of light, covering them.

When Wang Changsheng raised his hand, a small cyan umbrella flew out, unfolded, and a cyan glow flew out, covering the two of them, forming a second protective circle.

Wang Ruyan sacrificed a black ball and turned it into a black light curtain, forming a third protective circle.

The three-color thunder spear hit the black light curtain, and it burst open immediately. Countless three-color arcs bounced, drowning the figures of Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan. The dust was flying and the air was rolling.

After ten breaths, the three-color thunder light dissipated, and the sky returned to clear.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were lying among the piles of rubble, their breath was sluggish, Wang Changsheng pressed on Wang Ruyan's body and shielded Wang Ruyan.

Seeing the powerful spiritual pressure they radiated, they had entered the Nascent Soul Stage, but Wang Changsheng had blocked most of the damage in order to protect Wang Ruyan. If it wasn't for his physical cultivation, he would have died.