This righteous way always wants to die

Jian Weihua couldn't believe it, but then he saw an even more unbelievable scene.

"The other shore pattern?!"

That is another representative of the reincarnation demon king that is talked about.

No one knows how the magic pattern was produced, and no one knows that the magic pattern has the ability to control the thunder disaster!

Shu Tu's Thunder Spirit Root is like a tiger with wings added. At this moment, he is forcibly crossing the tribulation, using a small area of ​​lightning to arouse the aura of the outside world, and he is about to cross the tribulation!

"Shu Tu, how could you do this for the reincarnation of a great demon! Your foundation is so unstable, you are ruining your future!!" Jian Weihua roared.

There is the existence of the large array of guarding the mountain, plus the blocking aura of the confinement room.

It is bound to be difficult for the thunder catastrophe to hit Shu Tu, but such a thunder catastrophe that relies entirely on external forces will not benefit him at all except for the improvement of his realm!

Not to mention that the difficulty will definitely be doubled the next time the tribulation is crossed.

It's already the Nascent Soul crossing the catastrophe, and the next time to cross the catastrophe will be the distraction period!

How will Shu Tu survive the distraction period when the thunder disaster doubles?

With every step Shu Tu took, Lei Guang seemed to put on a battle suit for him.

The patterns at the corners of the eyes have extended half of the face, like a mask made of flowers.

□□This half shows a confident smile.

In the next moment, he was like lightning flashing along with thunder and calamity.

The thunder calamity also dissipated, and no thunder calamity could hit him.

The confinement room was completely destroyed, the ancestor went out, and the elders checked the guarding formation one after another, but they didn't know what terrible things Shu Tu had done.

"Divination machine!"

"Brother Xiaoji!!"

Two voices came from two directions, and there was already a gleam of light in the morning sun.

Bu Ji's neck was surrounded by a rune like a halo, wrapping around his neck like a halo.

At this moment, all he had left was a plain white robe, which fluttered with the strong wind at the top of the sky.

The white filaments fluttered in a mess, making him extremely sharp.

Purple chains bound his hands and feet, making it impossible for him to escape.

A string of black mist and a flash of thunder rushed over almost indiscriminately.

The first gleam of dawn also burst out of the horizon at this time.

Could it be that at this moment before a person dies, time will be so slow?

He could almost see Shu Tu and Duan Fanchen's expressions of anxiety and collapse.

See the tears seeping from the corners of their eyes.

"Ask......chop......" Hong Lei's voice was also stretched intermittently like a jam, which seemed a little funny.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, but failed to make any movement that could be called an expression.

Afterwards, Mo Lian and Hong Hua flashed out separately, like swallows returning to their nests, and threw themselves into his unconsciously opened arms.

At that moment, it was as if the real object fell into his arms.

"Brother Xiaoji."

"Divination machine."

Two hands stretched into the aperture, one left and one right, and pulled them apart.

The warm blood slid down the neck, and the crisp sound of the jingle bell became a bit dull.

"Ridiculous!" A sharp voice came out.

Almost without thinking, he encircled the two of them, facing the attack with his back.

"Huh?" Another voice seemed to be puzzled.

The sharp backstab feeling suddenly disappeared, and what shattered together was the halo on Bu Ji's neck.

Duan Fanchen and Shu Tu gasped slightly, the continuous rush and the outburst just now had exhausted them, and they couldn't even dodge the obvious attack just now.

Bu Ji remained calm and pulled the two of them up.

"You shouldn't have come." Bu Ji said flatly.

If it was normal time, probably normal people would be pissed off by his appearance.

However, the two people who had already been familiar with the divination machine showed a slight smile.

"But I want to come!" Bu Ji couldn't react to what the two said in unison for the first time, how should they continue.

"I won't let them hurt you (brother Xiaoji)!" The two once again protected Buji from left to right.

"It's not them..." Bu Ji shook his head, then got stuck for some reason, and didn't speak again.

"...Forget it, we can't let a person die like this by repeating the old story." A voice sounded.

"Then... how can you not know that he played it?"

"In this case……"

No one can hear the whispers of the ancestors.

Then Bu Ji nodded slightly.

"Then, see you in five years." Bu Ji rubbed their heads and said.

Without any explanation to the two of them, Bu Ji disappeared together with Patriarch and others.

At this point, the story seems to have come to an end.

The author has something to say:

Bu Ji: Well done!

Shu Tu and Duan Fanchen faced each other: why should I clap hands with you? ! (in unison)

Bu Ji held the heads of the two with his left and right hands, and snorted twice: Don't make trouble.

Both of them narrowed their eyes, then stared at each other.

Author: Oops, I didn’t die~

Bu Ji squinted.

Author: (smiling) I still have a handmade bento here, do you want to eat it?

Shu Tu and Duan Fanchen: Get lost! (ノ｀Д)ノ