Forty Millenniums of Cultivation

"TSK, TSK, TSK, TSK, tsk!"

The hyena heard electric arcing behind her.

"Look out!"

Before he could react, he was knocked to the ground by a Bug girl who was as powerful as an ox.

At the same time, a cloud of purple plasma roared in, exploding almost where the hyena had just stood.

The hyena is safe and sound.

Ding bell was badly affected, flew out.

"Suzu!"

The Hyena's eyes burst.

It's the Purple Thunder Beast!

The son of a bitch isn't dead yet!

Wu Yi's sacrifice, only blew up the majority of its mouth, but failed to destroy the vital points of its plasma jet!

This beast with amazing vitality had torn itself apart like a firecracker after it was set off. Its bloody and mangled body was driven by the intense pain and fury as it caught up with him again!

The hyena, ignoring the pain of her broken left leg, swoops down in front of Ding Dang.

It was as if the little girl had just passed through a thunderstorm. She was badly burned, smoking, and had no good meat.

Especially her hands.

It was probably because she had subconsciously reached out to block the plasma. There were small electric arcs wrapped between Ding Ding's fingers. The dark palm seemed to have been pierced by lightning, and the blood vessels and tendons inside were all in a mess.

The good news is that because the Purple Thunder Beast was wuyi blew off most of the mouth and half of the esophagus, corrosion plasma range and power are greatly reduced.

Plus ding bell is only by the plasma edge rub, timely treatment, there is hope to live.

The bad news is that a 12-or 13-year-old girl is so badly injured that a broken spirit root is a probable event.

No matter how talented and powerful she is, it is difficult for her to awaken her spiritual root and become a cultivator.

It is impossible to become a refiner who requires high dexterity of both hands, as well as a master who can manipulate swords, spears and halberds!

"Suzu..."

The hyena trembled and clung to the Dingle, and hot drops of blood welled up and spilled on the little girl. "Why?"

"I-i don't want to be protected every time by Uncle Yang and everyone else."

Ding Bell's vitality, more tenacious than the monster, the injury is so heavy, she even did not faint.

Her eyes sparkled as she smiled. "Didn't you say that we're comrades fighting side by side? Once in a while, I also want to protect my comrades and everyone else!"

"..."

The Hyena's scalding brain can't think.

Ding Dang's eyes widened desperately as he watched black clouds disappear and the sky brighten.

A colorful light, shining in the bottom of her eyes.

Those were the other two crystal battleships of the vanguard, swooping down from the clouds, ripping through clouds, shadows, and smoke, shooting out an incomparably bright flame of spirit.

"Reinforcements are coming."

Ding Bell laughs, the face of charred black foil teeth more snow-white, "Uncle Yang, you really didn't cheat, we escaped."

She also wanted to see the crystal battleship more clearly.

The eyelids droop uncontrollably.

It was as if an invisible force had pulled her spirit into the abyss.

The hyena put its ear to the little girl's mouth so that it could hear her murmur before she passed out. "Uncle Yang, tell me, Mom and Dad, are you blaming me?"

The hyena feels as if something in the recesses of her brain, a gap wider than the Milky Way, that she had never realized had been shattered by the tinkling bell.

He felt as if he had become something else, something different, something different, something beyond the hyena.

"No, your mom and Dad Don't blame you."

As the hyena listened to her words, she assured the fainting dingle, "Believe me, you are their greatest pride, and they are your greatest pride!"

Squinting, the hyena looks around.

Most of the monsters were intercepted by Union troops and cultivators who were constantly airborne.

A series of The Perfect Storm slaps the sea wall made of human flesh and blood, only to be rolled back in a sorry state.

In the direction of the Technical School of mining, hammerhead sharks were spreading out, and crystal chariots roared out of the open deck to form and expand beachhead positions.

A number of survivors had already managed to break into the fortified compound of trainees and Union troops.

Now, there's just one problem.

The Purple Thunder Beast.

The beast misses a shot and is frantically accumulating a new round of corrosive plasma.

This time it wriggled as fast as it could, less than fifty metres from the hyena and her children, and kept coming.

At this distance, the Purple Pole Thunder Beast Corrosion Plasma, can easily ding bell and children, into a puddle of mud.

Three Union soldiers opened fire.

But conventional firepower can not penetrate the Purple Thunder Beast at all.

Further away, the heavy firepower and cultivators were beyond their reach.

Now, there's only one way to save Ding Dong and the children.

"No, Suzu, you're not going to die."

The hyena sees itself rising slowly, facing the Purple Thunder Beast, striding away on its twisted legs.

"You will live a healthy and happy life. You will cultivate martial dao, awaken spiritual roots, become a cultivator, and become a famous alchemist and sword cultivator in the federal empire!"

The hyena sees itself step by step, steadfastly walking toward the Purple Thunder Beast.

"It's not a big deal even if you can't be a tool refiner or sword cultivator. Your strength is so strong that you can be invincible even with your bare hands!"

The hyena sees an unprecedented burst of light all around her.

Everywhere the flame went, all the chainsaw swords, shock blades, and thermal tomahawks that were slanted on the Beast's carcass flew unsteadily and were attracted to him.

"Alright, just like what your mother said, it doesn't matter if you can't be a cultivator. You have more than one path in life. As an ordinary person, you can still live an amazing life!"

The hyena sees its own blood, as red as anyone else's, flowing from the wound, winding its way toward the chain saw sword, the concussive saber, and the thermal tomahawk.

It was as if he had struck a chord with the battle spirit of the Union Army that was left behind on these weapons. Once again, the broken weapons emitted the soul-stirring roar of Tigers and dragons.

"One day, you will grow up to be a bright and beautiful young lady. You will meet the love of your life at first sight. You will have your own career and family. You will give birth to your child, and the child will give birth to their child, and the child's child's child's child."

The hyena sees that a new corrosion plasma has been generated in the mouth of the Purple Thunder Beast.

Dark Purple Ball of lightning, expansion to the pole, within a few hundred meters, instantly filled with the atmosphere of destruction.

But when the light of destruction pierced the hyena's retina, he saw an illusion of a grand wedding.

The hyena sees herself and her wife, a girl with a cuckoo bell, walking down the red carpet, nervous and reluctant to part with flowers, Cheers and salutes.

The Purple Thunder Beast was deeply enraged by the hyena.

Don't understand this Bug, exhausted human, why so leisurely, Duke Xiao of Qi.

Along with the hysterical roar, purple pole thunder beast ruthlessly spewed out corrosion plasma.

"This day is far away, but it will come, it will!"

The hyena leaped up against the plasma.

Electric arc concussion, spirit flame raging, countless stained with the union blood and soul of the sword, sword and halberd, are one with him.

Swords clashing, laughing like little girls wind chimes.

Listening to the laughter, the hyena, with a happy face, rushed to his own life, the most glorious victory.