Quick Transmigration: Dismantle the pair of official CPs

"Zhizhizhi——" Eat it, eat it for you.

The little squirrel held the food in front of Pei Boyi, as if he would not give up until he ate it.

The stuff was good, but it was vomited out by the little squirrel, but Pei Boyi didn't dislike it, and swallowed the power balls one by one.

"Thank you Tangtang." Following Pei Boyi's thanks, the little squirrel laughed happily.

The power is merging, a hot current flows from Pei Boyi's dantian to the whole body, and an unprecedented but very familiar power spreads all over the body.

Before Pei Boyi had time to think about the origin of this power and himself, suddenly, his face changed, and there was a sharp pain in his dantian, which gradually spread to his limbs.

Pei Boyi's current physique couldn't bear this huge force, his cultivation base began to skyrocket, his body began to burn, and he looked like a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

When the little squirrel saw this posture, it panicked for a moment, Pei Boyi had no time to take care of the evil god above, the protective cover was opened, and the strong suction was sucking the little squirrel and Pei Boyi in.

"Squeaky-"

The little squirrel was floating in the air, and the loose squirrel fur made him look fat like a ball.

The closer to the huge mouth, the heavier the smell that the little squirrel hates the most.

Pei Boyi was suffering from heat and pain everywhere in his body. Huge memories were forcibly stuffed into his mind, and he was so uncomfortable that he wished he could die.

Despite the pain, Pei Boyi still grabbed the little squirrel by the tail when he was about to be sucked into the evil god's mouth: "Tang...Tang..."

The plot of this world is coming to an end, and everything will reset.

A trace of confusion flashed in the little squirrel's eyes, and then became clear.

It is still soft and waxy, as beautiful as the first time I saw it: "Ah Yi, you have many names, but I love you, thank you, always dote on me and love me."

A force was transmitted from the squirrel's tail to the body through the arms, Pei Boyi looked at Baitang in astonishment, but the latter was smiling.

"Goodbye, Hudson."

Baitang gave all his cultivation to Pei Boyi, he broke free from Pei Boyi's hand, and was sucked into the mouth by the evil god.

A new round of thick dark clouds rolled over, thunder rolled, and Pei Boyi rushed to the stage of crossing the catastrophe, but the remaining power could not be integrated for a long time, and it was making noise in his body.

"His time to cross the catastrophe has arrived."

The thunder and lightning of the Thunder Tribulation are the most righteous things in the world. The ghosts are afraid of the thunder, and they dare not fight with the monks. They flee in all directions to find a place to hide.

However, it's not so easy. Pei Boyi's Thunder Tribulation this time is not an ordinary thunder. He has the aura of a real dragon, the power of a keystone, and a cultivation base with a devilish aura from Baitang. Good and evil coexist and restrain each other. But they are not at odds. The thunder this time is much more powerful than the thunder of ordinary monks in the tribulation period. If they succeed, they will eliminate the devilish energy, cut through the void and ascend to immortality, and if they fail, they will be obliterated.The world no longer exists, and there is no chance of reincarnation.

When a lightning strike strikes, the sky and the earth are as bright as day, the second strike strikes, the wind rises, the rain falls, and the third strike strikes...

The dark-attributed evil god left in a hurry when the first thunder struck. Although he was not afraid of this, the breath of the thunder made him uncomfortable. Besides, he clearly swallowed a small thing just now, and it disappeared as soon as it entered his mouth. He doesn't like accidents that are out of his control. This accident made him very unhappy, until the meat on his lips was gone, so he had to check it out.

The thunder did not give Pei Boyi a chance to breathe, one thunder after another, as if he was going to kill him, but unfortunately, even if Pei Boyi was chopped into a bloody man, he was still tenacious, with bright eyes and a resolute and unyielding posture.

For hundreds of years, no monks have survived the Thunder Tribulation, this time it can be regarded as an eye-opener for everyone.

Everyone watched the accident, the disaster was frozen, the transfer of molten lava stopped, and the surviving people knelt down to pay homage, begging the gods to show mercy and raise their hands to save their lives.

Tangtang, you wait for me.

Nine nine 81 thunderstorms, the last one is the most powerful, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, the earth trembles and the mountains shake, Pei Boyi holds the meson space left by Baitang in his hand, and roars to the sky, his body emits thousands of golden lights, piercing people can't open their eyes .

Jin Guang protected Pei Boyi to fight against Lei Ting. Not only did Lei Ting fail to kill Pei Boyi, but was absorbed by him. The last thunder had already fallen, and Lei Ting had no choice but to leave the field unwillingly.

When the golden light dissipated, Pei Boyi had disappeared.

"He is, did he succeed in ascension?" Fu Maiwen was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.

"Thorn-"

"Whoa-"

The trees collapsed, the wind and rain were violent, and the frozen time was restored. The magma still eroded the earth, and the people wailed.

The instigator is dead, but the disaster is not over. Now is not the time to relax our vigilance.

At this moment, a hunchbacked old woman came hobblingly towards them. The head and the others were on full alert. When the old woman approached and saw the things in her hands, the alert rose to the highest level.

"It's a demon cultivator, and his cultivation level is not shallow."

Taoist Jiayi passed on a body of cultivation to Zhenzhen, but unfortunately Zhenzhen didn't know how to use it, and the cultivation was only hanging on her life, so that she couldn't die temporarily.

"I am the head of Dian Xingzong, the only daughter of Taoist Jiayi Zhenzhen, this is what Daddy asked me to bring to you."

The old woman knew that she was not welcome or trusted, so she put the black crystal in her hand on the ground, stepped back dozens of steps, and did not stop until she reached a safe distance.

Wen Lai picked up the black crystal from the air. This black crystal is nothing but the Shura Ice snatched by Wang Cheng, and it is also the source of this disaster.

Although Wang Cheng is dead, the people who can use Shura Bing are not dead. Wen Lai asked Yin Chun to find Biguang Demon Sage.

Biguang Demon Sage is overjoyed, with this carrier that can control Shura Ice, the black energy overflowing to harm the world can be taken back and sealed.

Everyone divides the work and cooperates to protect the people and take back the black air. It really doesn't help. She stands where she is, and the liquid that wets her face is not rain or tears, or both. He harmed the sect, he harmed his father, he harmed the whole world.

With a solution, the world quickly returned to peace, and the home was destroyed, but there were people there, and there would be a day when it would be rebuilt.

Zhengmo and Zhengmo searched round and round in the world, but they couldn't find Baitang and Pei Boyi. It may be that one died and the other ascended, or maybe they both ascended, but there is a high probability that both of them died. There is only one living.

In this battle, both the righteous and the evil have caused major damage, and they have no intention of provoking disputes. Once they come, they really lose everything.

Le'an Immortal Gate, the celestial spirit is faint, calm and solemn.

The flowers and plants planted in front of the main hall of Yaofeng are full of vitality, and they will grow gratifyingly only if they are carefully cared for.

The woman in Tsing Yi took a watering pot and carefully watered each spiritual grass and flower. A five-year-old girl squatted beside the woman, watching a flower bud bloom, and said pleasantly: "Senior Sister Yin Chun, it is blooming, it is blooming!" La……"

The girl's childish voice overlapped with the voice of a young boy in his memory. Yin Chun seemed to see that Daoist He Yi carefully protected her from the wind with a cloak, and brought her back to Jianfeng from Zangshu Pavilion time and time again.Afraid that she would be hungry if she practiced too selflessly, and would share sweet pastries with her, he told her not to be known by his little apprentice Pei Boyi...

"Senior sister, why are you crying?" The girl happily shared the beautiful flowers with Yin Chun, but when she turned her head, she saw her senior sister bursting into tears.

"Are you tired? I can help, senior sister, let me do it."

In her memory, a delicate young man said to her: "Don't be eager for quick success in cultivation, you can get twice the result with half the effort if you relax. If you are tired or don't understand something, you can ask me, I can help."

"It's okay, the wind is a bit strong, and the senior sister was blinded by the sand just now." Yin Chun wiped away his tears and smiled at the girl.

"This flower blooms once every hundred years, so you have to take good care of it so that it lasts longer."

"Wow~"

The girl was attracted by "Once in a Century", and said crisply: "I will take good care of it~"

"It's good to be hardworking, but you have to take care of yourself~" That's what the boy said in Jianfeng Bamboo Forest that year.

Yin Chun put down the watering pot and sat on the gazebo to watch the flowers and plants.

She is now practicing both swords and medicine. When she was looking for someone, she was the most active, but she never saw Baitang. When the head of Siyuan announced the loss of He Yidaojun, she couldn't help crying: "People want to see people. I don't believe that you have to see a dead body when you die."

The master heard about it but said to her: "Your heart is not pure, your love is not broken, and a journey of sword cultivation may not be suitable for you."

Since then, Wen Ling has often retreated. Although she was not allowed to leave the sword, it also showed that she may not be suitable for entering the Tao with the sword, and killing with killing.

After being approved by the head of the sect, she moved to live on Medicine Peak, built a small hut not far from the main hall, and took care of the spirit flowers and grasses all day long. Loosened, her cultivation base continued to rise, and she became another cultivation genius of Le'an Immortal Sect after Pei Boyi who both practiced sword and medicine.

Every time Wen Ling leaves the seclusion, he will come to Yaofeng to sit for a while, drink tea and play chess with her, stay for half a day, and then go back to the seclusion.

The head of Siyuan is in charge of the Le'an Immortal Sect. He is busy with affairs, but he will come to the medicine peak every three months.

Today is the day when he came to Yaofeng again, Yin Chun made tea early and waited for him.

"Hi, Sect Leader Siyuan~" The girl greeted the Sect Leader very politely without recognizing her.

She is a rabbit. After the great war, she turned into a shape by chance. She just opened her mind and didn't understand anything. When she was looking for someone, she was met by the head of the sect. She remembered Baitang who had just come to the fairy gate, and brought her back. .

"Master, please sit down." Yin Chunqian poured tea for the master who was seated opposite.

The headmaster looked at the thriving medicine garden, with nostalgia in his eyes: "If Xiaotang is still here, he will be delighted to see his most precious flower blooming."

"Yeah, you can also pick the spiritual tea later, and you can make the sencha pine nuts that Dao-kun Kato-kun loves most."

"One little flower, two little flowers, three little flowers..." The girl was very playful, but she was still attracted by the brightly colored flowers next to her, and she was softly counting the number.

The main hall of Yaofeng is still the same, when will the master who has been away for a long time come back.