The little apprentice sister is so fierce. She live broadcasted digging holes and setting up graves

It was obvious that God could not hear Shen He's shouting.

Perhaps the Heavenly Dao heard it, but it still has to be chopped as it should be, it has its own rules.

Shen He watched helplessly as the lightning bolt as thick as his arm came towards his face, and he felt terrible.

Fortunately, Shen He had always paid attention to her physical training. The first lightning strike made her smoke from all seven orifices and her whole body turned into charcoal.

But Shen He was not in danger of his life.

"If you dare, chop this fairy to death!"

Shen He had a thousand greetings in his mind, but he rationally didn't say them out loud.

Just as Shen He finished speaking, another bolt of lightning struck down, half as strong as the previous one.

Shen He: "Come on! I'm afraid of you!"

Shen He puffed out the cigarette from his mouth and endured the second blow, crying in his heart.

Mudd!

The way of heaven is not based on human nature!

Bullying children!

Oh oh oh!

"You said you couldn't kill me with this blow! Come on, there's one more, hit me!"

Shen He raised his middle finger to the sky, being very stubborn.

The third bolt of lightning was twice as thick as the second one, and was almost as thick as Shen He's waist.

Shen He: There's no need to be so angry, really!

Shen He wanted to hide, but his whole body was in pain from being struck by lightning, his bones were about to fall apart, and he couldn't move at all.

Watching the third thunder strike with tears in his eyes, Shen He felt like he was going to die.

This is really a tribulation.

If you can get through it, it's a disaster; if you can't get through it, it's a disaster. It doesn't make sense at all.

"I just don't believe it! I'm going to fight you!"

Shen He shouted angrily, took out the lightning rod from the storage ring, and threw one end away. A mouthful of small white teeth appeared even more prominently on his dark little face.

The moment the lightning rod was electrified, Shen He immediately used up his last bit of strength and used ten acceleration talismans to quickly leave.

The thunderbolt, which was thicker than her waist, snaked into the cemetery like a giant python.

"What the hell! What did our Xuantian Sect ancestor do that angered heaven and man? Why was he struck by lightning?"

Came the familiar and easily beaten voice of Liu Er.

Shen He breathed a sigh of relief.

She only chopped down the cemetery they had just renovated, not the souls of their ancestors, so she wasn't causing trouble... right?

But the next moment, Shen He wanted to cry.

After most of the heavenly thunder had been consumed and the entire cemetery was razed to the ground, it actually chased Shen He again.

"Have I dug up your ancestral grave?"

Shen He spat and hurriedly put on some defensive gear.

I don’t care whether it works or not, I just want peace of mind.

"Junior Sister, it's useless. No matter how many magical instruments you use, the heavenly thunder will be able to split them apart. And the heavenly thunder will temper your body and do you good!"

Eighth sister shouted anxiously.

Wu Xie and the others stared at Shen He, so nervous that they couldn't even speak.

When they were building their elixirs, the heavenly thunder wasn't even half as thick as Junior Sister's, right?

Why is there such a big difference?

Isn’t Junior Sister a good-for-nothing with no spiritual roots?

Shen He had no idea how much of an impact his tribulation had on his fellow brothers.

Although what Eighth Senior Sister said made sense, she couldn't bear it!

Therefore, it is necessary to be armed.

She can't afford the favor bestowed by heaven, and she dares not ask for it!

Before Shen He finished his work, thunder struck him.

"Damn it! As long as you can't kill me with your sword, I'll never let you go. Sooner or later, I'll destroy your hometown. Just wait and see!"

Shen He's mouth exudes fragrance.

Since you are going to be beaten, why not make yourself happy?

As soon as Shen He finished cursing, he felt like he was no longer himself.

Although most of the third thunder tribulation has been dispersed, it is still fatal!

The pain of having her bones crushed was even more unbearable than the pressure from the Pixiu.

The blood had solidified, Shen He even had difficulty breathing, and his internal organs were in pain as if they were being crushed.

"Little junior sister!"

Eighth sister screamed and was about to rush over.

"We can't help her."

Wu Xie grabbed Eighth Sister and said, "To cultivate immortality is to fight against the heavens for life, and the thunder tribulation is something we must survive.

Judging from the thunder tribulation that Junior Sister endured this time, the next time will only be worse. If we don't let her bear it herself, the next time we're not by her side, it will be truly fatal."

Although Wu Xie's eyes were red, he was still very rational.

Liu Er stamped his feet in anger, but he knew that what his fifth senior brother said made sense.

Qi Qing didn't dare to look at Shen He. She lowered her head and said nothing, but tears fell down.

Jiuqu's face turned pale, and the palms of his hands were bleeding.

As for Shen He, he finally suffered the pain of being struck by lightning.

There was not a single piece of good flesh on his body, his clothes hung like rags, and his hair was a mess.

There is probably no white part on the whole person except the whites of the eyes.

"Cough cough!"

Shen He coughed, coughing out the smoke in his lungs, and moved his fingers with difficulty.

"I think it can still be salvaged."

Shen He said this jokingly, but in reality he really didn't have the strength to move anymore.

Fortunately, she was undergoing the tribulation in the master's sect, otherwise she would have been picked up by someone and would have had to accept her fate.

"Little Junior Sister, don't be afraid, I'll give you the Da Huan Dan right now!"

Eighth Sister was the first to rush forward, covered Shen He with a piece of clothing, and was about to feed her the elixir.

"Junior Sister is just running out of spiritual energy. She can take some spiritual elixirs to replenish it. As for the external injuries, they will naturally heal once she circulates her spiritual energy. Eighth Junior Sister, have you forgotten the rules of transcending the tribulation?"

Wu Xie quickly stopped the Eighth Sister.

After going through the tribulation, you need to take care of your body on your own instead of relying on elixirs, otherwise your foundation will be unstable.

Eighth sister looked at Shen He with heartache and silently changed the soul-replenishing elixir.

Afraid that Shen He would recover slowly, he fed her three pills directly.

This time Wu Xie didn't speak.

It’s no big deal to take a few more tonic pills...right?

"Eighth Senior Sister, I want more."

But Shen He felt it was not enough.

The soul-replenishing pill melted in her mouth, and three pills were not enough to fill up her dantian.

"Okay, let's eat again."

As Eighth Sister spoke, she fed Shen He another one.

Shen He, who had regained some strength, simply took the bottle and ate the rest.

Still feeling it wasn't enough, he took out a bottle of pills from his storage ring and showed off all of it in one breath.

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, fearing that Shen He's dantian would explode.

"No, I have to go back and set up the spirit gathering array."

Not long after Shen He finished taking the pill, he felt his dantian was empty again.

No conditions can withstand this!

Before five, six, seven, eight, and nine had time to ask a question, they saw their junior sister run away like a whirlwind and then come back.

Immediately afterwards, Shen He took out the purple gold coffin, opened the lid and lay down inside.

……

"Fifth Senior Brother, Junior Sister, is it time to..." No?

Eighth sister covered her mouth and didn't dare to say the rest.

Liu Er: "Fifth Brother, let's dig a grave! Junior Sister likes the hustle and bustle, and since the ancestors' tombs have been destroyed, we might as well bury her in the middle!"

Qiqing and Jiuqu didn't say anything and went to choose a location silently.

Wu Xie was silent for a while, then said, "It's better to prepare first, so as not to be too late. Junior Sister is most afraid of losing face."