Chapter 1: God wants you to die, you have to die.

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On the outskirts of A city, the green mountains and green waters, as a pure land outside the reinforced concrete, are lightning and thunder at the moment. The lightning flashes from the sky and tears the dark clouds like a dragon wearing a cloud.
In a thunderous sound, a small figure is quickly smashing between lightning, and the speed is even faster than the lightning!
If someone is here, you can clearly see that those crazy lightnings, like conscious, are constantly squatting toward the petite figure, where the lightning has passed, the stone breaks, it looks particularly scary!
The monsoon smoke jumped under the thunder and lightning, a pretty delicate little face, with a faint red glow under the electric light. The place where her figure passed was already everywhere, and the lightning left a hole in her feet. It is like a mouth with a cracked ground, as if it will be swallowed up in an instant.
"Small sample, you have the ability to give me the little master!" The monsoon smoke escaped the moment of a thunder, and compared to the sky to the arrogant middle finger.
As the last cultivator in the twenty-fourth century, the monsoon smoke from the urinary accompaniment with his own master to learn the practice of cultivating the immortal. Today is the time when she finally robbed her, as long as she overtook the ninety-nine thunder, she would Can fade this body of bones, ranks Xianban!
Ninety-nine days of thunder and robbery are the most crucial moments for the cultivation of immortals. In today's modern society, few people believe that there is still a technique of cultivation in the world. The monsoon smoke has prepared for it. Eighteen, as long as this last thunder is supported, she will be a fairy!
Thinking of this, the heart of the monsoon smoke is really a little excited.
Her pulse, whether her master or her ancestors, was among the fallen and the last days of the thunder, only she was supported by the present.
The last day of thunder, the thunder of lightning, the mountain began to vibrate, the roaring thunder almost shattered the eardrum of others, the monsoon smoke held the breath, looked up at the huge thunder that fell from the sky, the foot has been tightened All the strength, when the thunder landed, she violently mobilized the golden dragon in the body, with all the mana guards, jumped and jumped, want to open the central position where the thunder fell!
However, at the moment when the monsoon smoke jumped, the seemingly sturdy high-rise building in the foothills ushered in a roaring explosion in an instant. The powerful explosion sounded a violent shock wave in an instant, directly The direction of the monsoon smoke jumps!
The monsoon smoke was incredibly wide-eyed, and she fell in the air, unable to resist the oncoming impact. She saw her little figure, and she was forced to die by the impact. The ninety-ninth thunder to escape! ! !
When the line of sight in front of the eyes was covered with lightning, the monsoon smoke from the depths of the soul, screamed in the sky:
"Heaven, I am going to your uncle!!!! You are so special!"
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What kind of experience is it in the Thunder?
The body is like the pain of being cut by a red-hot blade, and the torture of being baked in the flames is enough to tear anyone's spirit.
The monsoon smoke is in the darkness, but the heart is sad reminder to cry.
She carefully planned for two years, just to get through the thunder, and she thought that she had calculated everything, but she did not count it. The building near the thunderbolt suddenly exploded...