I am a mage and a wet nurse, so using seven swords is not too much, right?

The ninth wave of thunderstorms is brewing.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky and thunder roared like a dragon. The whole world seemed to be suffocated by this destructive force.

And below, there was only a slender figure with a weak breath, as if it would die at any time.

She was still half-kneeling on the ground.

He held the sword tightly in both hands.

"She's dead! Haha, if she hadn't been so careless before and had weathered the calamity well, she might have had a glimmer of hope. But now, she's doomed!"

"Even if it's Tian Ming, she's just an unknown person who hasn't been on the Tianjiao list. She really thinks she won't die, but Tian Dao doesn't want her to live!"

"Even if she succeeds in overcoming the tribulation, she might not survive. Dying under the thunder tribulation would be considered a blessing for her."

"..."

The Silver Wing monks who had wanted to rush forward to deal with Ning Ruan but were stopped by the human race spoke in a bad tone.

It seemed as if he was certain that Mu Yiqiu would die.

The strong man from the Nine-tailed Fox Clan was standing next to Ning Ruan, so they didn't dare to go up.

Mu Yi Qiu was still under the thunder tribulation, so they didn't dare to go up.

But he dared to make a few sarcastic remarks.

"Shut up!"

Shui Yingxue glanced at him coldly, her tone icy.

Several Silver Wing monks were about to attack subconsciously.

But after seeing Shui Yingxue's natural water-based spiritual power, he suddenly stopped talking.

Xuanshui Clan...

And it seems that they are not ordinary Xuanshui people.

They are not afraid of the human race, but they still have some concerns about the Xuanshui tribe.

With Shui Yingxue's warning, the surroundings became much quieter.

The ninth wave of thunder struck at this moment.

The thick pillar of lightning pierced through the sky and earth, carrying the power to destroy everything, and smashed heavily towards Mu Yiqiu who was in the center.

But in an instant, the slender figure was completely swallowed up again.

The violent power of thunder raged within her body.

Every inch of flesh was crumbling, every bone was shattering.

The already weak breath seemed to be gradually swallowed by the thunder.

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator looked at Ning Ruan, "Why don't you go and save her? If you don't save her, she might not be able to hold on any longer."

"Wait a little longer, isn't he still alive?" Ning Ruan said.

Nine-tailed female cultivator: “…” How can you save her if she’s dead?

"Are you sure you are friends, not enemies?"

Ning Ruan gave him a speechless look, "I really don't have that many enemies."

Is she still friendly?

We have very good relations among all ethnic groups.

Just like Aser from the Mei clan and Anyu from the Mingfeng clan, they all have a good relationship with her.

Quite harmonious.

"She's dying."

Beside Shui Yingxue, a tribesman shook his head helplessly. He looked at the thunder still falling in front of him and said, "She won't survive."

"What a pity." Shui Yingxue retracted her gaze, and her peripheral vision fell on Ning Ruan. She only glanced at her briefly before retracting it. "If she can successfully break through, sooner or later, her name will be on the Tianjiao Ranking."

"Young Master values ​​her so much?"

"Why should I take her seriously? She's already accomplished something that many geniuses haven't, hasn't she?"

"But she's dead."

The tribesmen sighed.

Seeing the rising star of the human race fall with my own eyes, it’s not that sad.

But it is still a bit regrettable.

Several Silver Wing monks were so happy that they almost laughed out loud.

If they were not afraid of angering the Xuanshui Clan again, they would really like to make a few more mocking remarks.

It would be best if Ning Ruan could hear it.

Oh right... Ning Ruan.

Several monks looked at Ning Ruan not far away.

The original intention was to see the other person's panic and pain expression.

But who knew... when he turned his head, he would meet Ning Ruan's smiling eyes.

She was holding a spiritual fruit that she had extorted from their elder.

The corners of his lips twitched slightly.

Showing a faint smile.

next moment.

She suddenly stretched out her hand and made a bold and provocative gesture of wiping her neck towards them.

His lips and teeth moved slightly, and he uttered a few words silently:

"If she dies, you will be buried with her!"

"???"

Ah? ? ?

Buried with...

them???

Several Silver Wing Clan monks suddenly turned pale.

Fine beads of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

If Ning Ruan really wanted to kill them.

Even if their cultivation is higher than Ning Ruan, it will be of no use.

Ning Ruan can drive the strong men of the Nine-tailed Demon Clan to kill for her with just one word. Wouldn't they be doomed to die?

The more I think about it, the less I dare to think about it.

Among them, the cultivator who was only at the peak of the thirteenth realm could not even wait for the outcome of the thunder tribulation.

He turned around and burst out at the fastest speed in his life.

Escape towards the location of the Eternal Domain portal.

Seeing this, the remaining monks no longer cared about their face.

The spiritual energy in his body was running wildly, turning into several streaks of hurried light, following the direction of the previous cultivator and fleeing desperately.

The monks outside the city were attracted by their rather strange behavior.

He glanced at their backs as if they were mentally retarded, and then they quickly disappeared.

"Are they crazy? It's so inexplicable, I don't know what they are thinking, they think the enemy is chasing us."

"Who knows? Maybe the shock today was too great? The Silver Wing Clan is one of the top ten clans after all. Today, they put their entire clan's faces in front of Ning Ruan and let her beat them at will. They must be furious, right?"

"But wasn't he fine just now? Could it be that they thought the human who survived the thunder tribulation was dying and remembered to report it? But they didn't seem to be heading back to the city."

"But then again, that human's aura is almost gone, why doesn't Ning Ruan seem worried at all?"

It's more than just not worrying.

She was even enjoying the spiritual fruit very comfortably.

If you didn’t know, you would think her enemy was dying.

Mu Yiqiu was indeed dying.

At least for the monks present, they all felt that she would not survive.

The thunder tribulation continues.

The violent force of thunder almost turned the area into a scorched earth.

Mu Yiqiu's breath occasionally stopped.

Sometimes it recovers with slight fluctuations.

But it's too weak...

It was so weak that those with too low a cultivation level could not even detect the other party's breath.

The countless spiritual consciousnesses that originally gathered here have begun to withdraw one after another.

Although the monks who left the city did not turn around and leave immediately, they all had different expressions and believed that the outcome was already decided.

"Ning Ruan, if you don't save her, she will be gone!" The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator raised her eyebrows and reminded.

This wasn't the first time she had reminded him.

But the answer she got was still Ning Ruan's three words, "Wait a little longer."

"..." If we wait any longer, we'll just have to collect the bodies!

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator stopped talking.

Anyway, whether she lives or dies has little to do with her.

It’s just a pity... A little guy like this shouldn’t die under the thunder tribulation.

She was sighing.

But suddenly he seemed to sense something.

He suddenly raised his eyes.

Look at the central area ahead that was completely engulfed by lightning.

It was here that a point of extremely pure and condensed sword intent seemed to stubbornly poke its head out from the ashes of destruction!

follow closely--

A red light suddenly appeared in the depths of the lightning.

The light was initially as weak as a firefly, but in an instant it exploded into a raging fire!

Thunder and lightning intertwined, and flames raged all around.

\"Zheng——!\"

A clear sword sound resounded through the sky.

The brilliant red sword light suddenly burst out, forcibly tearing open the thick and terrifying thunder curtain.

Amidst the sword light, Mu Yiqiu's figure slowly stood up.

She was covered in blood, her skin was charred and cracked, but the sword in her hand shone with an unprecedented light.

Crimson flames wrapped around the sword, absorbing all the surrounding thunder power.

"She...I...Ning Ruan, no wonder you're not worried at all, this guy...is simply a pervert!"

The Nine-Tailed Female Cultivator completely lost her composure and even cursed.