The sickly boss always wants to get close to her

The talisman contains the full force of my brother’s attack.

"Ahhh!"

Along with a heart-wrenching scream, most of the white-bearded old man's body and soul were shattered.

He escaped in an instant, and his broken body slowly recovered, but his breath became weaker.

He stared at Chu Bainiao with a gloomy and uncertain expression.

Chu Bai Niao smiled and challenged, "I don't know who is refusing to accept my toast. You can bet on how many talismans like this I have in my hand."

The white-bearded old man's lips twitched, as vicious as a hissing venomous snake, or like a circling vulture, observing the surroundings to see when to take another bite.

However, just when the white-bearded old man's attention was focused on Chu Bainiao, a pair of pale hands without a trace of blood suddenly appeared behind him. The moment the hands appeared, they bound the old man in their palms and dragged him into the bloody abyss that appeared out of thin air.

The old man tried his best to attack the hands, but he was seriously injured and couldn't break free at all. He could only curse hysterically: "Damn Hao Dongsheng! Why are you grabbing Qingyue? Why are you grabbing me?"

Hao Dongsheng's damp and cold voice came from the bloody abyss, "Qingyue, I don't know if I can eat it, but you are seriously injured, so I can eat it."

"If I eat you, I can live another eight hundred years."

Leng Bai's hand grabbed the old man and sank him into the abyss. The old man's shouting and cursing disappeared as the abyss closed. This time, none of the Mahayana monks gathered around dared to act rashly.

It would be no fun if I got hurt again and was eaten by others like that old man.

Chu Bainiao tightly grasped the talisman in his hand, with cold sweat on his back.

This is a Mahayana monk.

This is the world of immortal cultivation where people eat each other.

The pair of cold, icy hands flashed through his mind, and Chu Bainiao realized that he would be unable to resist with his current level of cultivation.

She hugged Yue Peihui tightly, as if this would make her feel more at ease.

Yue Peihui killed Chu Bainiao again. He pushed Chu Bainiao's body away from the sword.

Chu Bainiao fell backwards weakly, looking sad and sorrowful, but still trying hard to force a smile.

"It's okay, brother."

Her body fell from a great height and smashed into a pile of corpses.

Looking again, Yue Peihui was actually standing on the top of a mountain of corpses, and this mountain of corpses contained all Chu Bainiao's bodies.

"Inner demon! Inner demon!"

Yue Peihui cried out in tears and screamed with every word. He kept muttering neurotically: "I will kill you, I will kill you, I will kill you, I will kill you..."

As he was murmuring, the scene in front of him continued to change, and little Chu Bainiao, wearing a tattered cotton jacket, appeared in front of him.

Yue Peihui was so angry that he didn't know how long he had been killing. He opened his eyes and saw Chu Bainiao's worried eyes. She was so happy to see Yue Peihui wake up, "Brother! You finally woke up!"

She said quickly: "What's wrong with you? Are you possessed? So many people come to bully us, brother..."

Her head was pulled off by Yue Peihui, and the warm blood splashed all over him.

Yue Peihui finally found his inner demon. He pounced on it, grabbed it, tore it apart, and bit it, wishing he could eat its flesh alive and drink its blood.

The outside world was in turmoil, and the hurricane seemed to have stirred up the wind and clouds over dozens of miles. Chu Bainiao looked up at the sky, only to find that it was as dark as ink, with flashes of thunder in it.

Unlike the dark clouds that were initially gathered by the hurricane, the current black clouds carried a heavy and massive pressure, and the hair-raising shuddering feeling instantly spread across the entire continent.

"What's going on?" Voices of men, women, young and old came from all directions.

"What's going on?" those people talked.

Desert, dark clouds, thunder, Mahayana period.

"What's going on? Is this a thunder tribulation?! Whose thunder tribulation?!"

"Whose thunder tribulation is this!!!"

Finally they could no longer hide and revealed their figures one after another from the air. Even Hao Dongsheng crawled out from the bloody abyss, with blood containing the power of the Great Dao at the corners of his lips. His cold eyes looked at Yue Peihui and Chu Bainiao with uncertainty, and then at the thunderclouds in the sky.

"That girl is only at the Fusion Stage, there's no way she's going through the tribulation! It's Qingyue! Qingyue is going through the tribulation!"

"Qingyue is about to ascend?!"

"Qingyue is about to ascend!"

"Qingyue! Qingyue is about to ascend!"

Everyone went crazy, and from the sky in all directions, they could see countless figures rushing towards them frantically.

Thunder disaster!

Thunder disaster!

Thunder disaster!

After thousands of years, someone is finally going to ascend again?

But why is Qingyue ascending?

Who among you here is not in the Mahayana stage of Great Perfection?

Can this thunder tribulation be snatched away?

Chu Bainiao felt a sudden chill on her spine, and she used the defensive talisman given to her by her senior brother without thinking.

The chains that emerged silently from the air were repelled, but more attacks came one after another.

If he were even slightly touched, Chu Bainiao would surely die.

Chu Bainiao's heart was beating like a drum. The more nervous she was, the calmer she became. She took Yue Peihui and kept dodging, and only when she could no longer resist did she use the defensive talisman he gave her.

Chu Bainiao could even find a gap to launch a sneak attack using attack talismans.

So the injured people retreated quickly to prevent themselves from becoming food for others, but others would never miss such a good opportunity.

Qingyue’s calamity cloud has arrived. If you can’t eat Qingyue, you can’t snatch this good fortune. But if you swallow someone else, you may be able to ascend to heaven on the same day as Qingyue!

Chu Bainiao spat a mouthful of blood onto Yue Peihui's face. Yue Peihui opened his eyes, stretched out his fingers and wiped the blood from the corner of his eyes.

"Senior Brother! You finally woke up!" Chu Bainiao said weakly.

"So many people, so many people have come, Brother, run, they are crazy!"

Yue Pei's hand, which was placed on Chu Bainiao's heart, fell quietly. He looked up at the sky and saw rolling clouds, lightning and thunder.

"wave……"

The hurricane stopped, and he opened an aura barrier to block everyone's attacks.

Chu Bainiao looked at him blankly. Yue Peihui reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips, and tears dripped from her heartbroken eyes.

Drop by drop, it dripped onto her face.

"Niao Niao..." Yue Peihui cried out in suppression. He had so many things he wanted to say and so many things he wanted to tell her.

However, a thunder catastrophe is coming, and tigers and wolves are all around.

Yue Peihui forced a smile, which looked uglier than crying. "Niao Niao, Senior Brother is going to ascend to the Immortal Realm. Don't be afraid."

"Senior Brother is waiting for you in the Immortal Realm."

Chu Bainiao was pushed away by Yue Peihui. She rushed forward in panic and fear, but fell into the spiritual barrier.

Yue Peihui stood up and stood between the thunderclouds and the earth, as if he was the only one in the whole world.

His aura rose higher and higher, and the spiritual energy carrying murderous intent swelled and dissipated in the wind, and his hair fluttered wantonly in the wind.

With a "whoosh", a thunderbolt as thick as an old tree fell upon him without any mercy.

Yue Peihui seemed unaware. After he endured a bolt of lightning, his figure disappeared instantly. When he appeared again, he was standing behind a Mahayana cultivator who had just attacked Chu Bainiao.