It's not good! All the male protagonists are in love with me

"I was wondering why most of the Divine Beast Clan support Lan Qingya, because we know who the true bloodline of Nuwa is."

"Why don't you ask the demon king and demon emperor here, who admits that the female vagina is the memory of Nuwa?"

"The memory you mentioned can't be used to fool low-level demons, right?"

Pei Qiuyue's sharp tongue made Lang Ying furious: "Stop talking nonsense, beat him first!"

The two sides immediately fought to one side.

The handsome man on the periphery pursed his lips as he watched all this, and suddenly hooked his finger. A colorless and invisible spiritual attack passed through Tu Shanwei's barrier and hit Lang Ying.

The latter's body tilted for a moment, giving Fu Feng and Pei Qiuyue on the opposite side a chance to attack.

Lang Ying lost the initiative and was injured in an instant. He took a few steps back and glanced around fiercely.

This hidden arrow came too fast and there were too many people outside, so he had no way of telling who the culprit was.

The two sides were fighting fiercely inside the barrier.

Outside the barrier, some outsiders who wanted to take advantage of the situation began to try to attack.

They don't necessarily want to help the Gray Wolf Tribe, they just want to be the first to lend a hand when there is a benefit.

Naturally, destroying the barrier first is the best option.

Tu Shanwei was irritated by Lang Ying and the group of demon kings outside who had obvious intentions, so he sullenly used the secret technique of the Tushan family - reaching the pinnacle.

Reaching the pinnacle can be said to be an advanced version of rising tide lifting all boats.

It can raise the caster's cultivation by at least one major realm based on their talent, and the caster will not suffer backlash after the battle, only exhaustion.

After Tu Shanwei used the secret technique, his cultivation level jumped directly from the early stage of Demon King to the late stage of Demon Saint, shocking all the Demon Kings outside the barrier so much that they gasped.

Only the handsome man who had made the move secretly remained expressionless, always paying attention to Lan Qingya's changes.

Because of the ultimate deterrence, those who originally wanted to break the barrier had to stop temporarily.

Tu Shanwei didn't hesitate, he rushed out of the barrier and quickly beat the demon king to the point where he lost his ability to move.

A murderous look appeared on his face, intending to intimidate the onlookers, and he killed the demon kings without mercy.

In the blink of an eye, blood splattered everywhere, and the intermediate-level Demon King was easily wiped out.

Tu Shanwei swept his eyes across the crowd fiercely, with an obvious warning in his eyes.

The people watching didn't dare to look him in the eye.

He confirmed that the deterrence worked, turned around and returned to the barrier, rushing into the battle group with a violent momentum, and all the people of the Gray Wolf Tribe were wiped out.

They fell in a pool of blood, their life or death unknown.

He didn't give them another chance, and he finished them off one by one, making sure they were all dead.

Tu Shanwei glanced around coldly. The gorgeous man actually exuded a powerful and unquestionable kingly aura at this moment: "Anyone who dares to touch her will die!"

Here, Tu Shanwei was supporting the barrier, intimidating the thousands of demon kings outside.

Over there, Lan Qingya's flesh and blood was finally fully mixed with the Hongmeng Holy Fire and gradually condensed into a human form again.

The Guiyuan Shengji Pill continued to work, and the pool of flesh and blood gradually turned into a ball.

The sphere continued to expand, like a womb that had been pregnant for ten months, nurturing a newborn person.

It expanded until it was more than three feet in diameter, and then it finally stopped growing.

Everyone's eyes were drawn to it, staring at the formed ball of flesh without blinking.

Soon, a crack appeared in it, and the crack gradually widened.

A pair of hands as soft as a baby's but slender and long, belonging to a woman, stretched out from inside.

Then came the glowing white arms.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

When Lan Qingya poked her head out of the flesh ball, she felt that it was a miracle that she was still alive after experiencing such excruciating pain.

The Hongmeng Holy Fire is worthy of being the first of the ten heavenly fires. Even though she has the blood of Nuwa and the support of the bones of the devil, the extremely terrifying temperature almost burned her to ashes.

Fortunately, the Guiyuan Shengji Pill worked at the critical moment, otherwise she would have been burned to ashes.

After experiencing such pain, she would think that anything she encountered in the future would be nothing.

Lan Qingya emerged from the fleshy ball, her whole body emitting golden light.

Golden light is exclusive to the bloodline of the ancient gods.

She was previously restricted by the special characteristics of the demon race, and her demon cultivation was still red magic.

Now, all the energy in her body, including her immortal power, has turned golden.

The golden light flickered, gradually receded, and then the naked and graceful figure was wrapped in a light green dress.

It is a pleasant river with a clear breeze.

The fresh and light colors make her look like a lotus emerging from water, pure and elegant. What is even more eye-catching is the divine aura she exudes.

Overhead, calamity clouds gradually gathered, turning the daytime sky into as dark as night.

A demon king who was watching was surprised: "This calamity cloud is a little too heavy."

"Nonsense, this is the thunder tribulation of becoming a god."

"have you seen?"

"No, but I know it's not the same disaster we're going through."

While the people below were discussing, the beautiful figure in the air had already moved forward.

After nine thunder tribulations, nine more came.

After the 39th day of winter, there is still 39th day of winter.

Lan Qingya always had a stern look in her eyes, with three parts of determination and three parts of pride, as she welcomed the test of heaven.

The crowd below was already in an uproar: "Isn't she going to go through ninety-nine eighty-one thunder tribulations?"

"Then, then she..."

Wouldn't that be becoming a god?

Little did they know that she had already become a god.

While Lan Qingya was going through the tribulation, she understood why she was struck by so many lightning bolts this time.

The devil gods, demon gods, and human cultivators who were undergoing the tribulation of Mahayana cultivation all gathered together.

The demon god's cultivation level was improved because of Duan Muyang, so she took advantage of the situation.

However, during the process of cultivation, Heaven's Law will never allow any cheating or deceitful behavior to occur.

So this time, she suffered three thirty-nine thunder tribulations in a row.

Lan Qingya was not annoyed or impatient. Instead, she became more and more courageous, and was determined to compete with the heavenly thunder with a sense of joy and freedom.

Eighty-one thunder tribulations hit her body hard, leaving the demon cultivators below stunned.

Some people have begun to secretly rejoice that they did not get involved in this mess and escaped disaster.

The thunderclouds gathered and surged, eventually turning into sweet dew that fell down, nourishing all living things on this land.

The onlookers of the demon tribe had different expressions. For most of them, it was the first time they saw someone go through eighty-one thunder tribulations, and they were extremely surprised.

They felt their bodies being moistened, and their mentality of watching the fun just now changed. There was more awe in their eyes as they looked towards the graceful figure in the air.

Lan Qingya opened her eyes. The golden light in her eyes had not yet faded away. A huge golden divine ring appeared behind her, shining brightly and slowly disappeared after a long time.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at the exhausted Tu Shanwei, Fu Feng, and then Pei Qiuyue and Pei Chunhua.

Finally, he looked at the Demon King who was watching from all sides.

When she passed by the handsome man, her golden pupils paused slightly.

The man caught it immediately, a smile appeared on his lips, and he nodded to her.

Lan Qingya looked away, gently raised her spring onion-like fingers, and a divine power spread out in all directions like ripples.

The sea of ​​consciousness of those who were swept by the wave was shaken.