In this terrible disaster, the glare of thunder light shining constantly, so that people can't help but close their eyes.

When they reopened, they were overwhelmed by the sight.

Everything around seems to be in chaos. The cracks in space are torn out by the thunder. The force of space continuously ravages the earth and brings a strong breath of death to the world.

Fortunately, Luomu mountain, as well as Moyuan two people, jointly arranged a strong border to protect the people.

Otherwise, at the moment when the eighth thunder fell, no one could survive.

"It's terrible!" "Is this the terror of the nine thunder robbers?" she said in a trembling voice

"Ha ha, if it wasn't for Mo yuan and the master of Luo's family, I'm afraid we would have died." Hu Yanxiu's face was also very ugly. Under this kind of heavenly power, he was like a speck of dust, and there was no room for resistance.

They can't imagine whether Luo Xiaoman can survive under this kind of heavenly power.

"Look! Master Xiaoman is still alive. " Bai hang exclaimed, and everyone's eyes immediately focused on the air, which was a small figure standing proud and safe.

Against the chaotic and disorderly scene, she is so handsome, a pair of eyes twinkle with firm light, fearless thunder roar.

"Great!" The master waved his fist and exclaimed, "the plan is bright!! Thousands of evil things have blocked the eighth thunder

"No!" All of a sudden, Luo Qi frowned tightly and looked solemnly at the ten sides in the air. "Although it is the best way to suppress evil things, it is still a little poor under this thunderbolt."

"Well, but the master did stop..."

Without waiting for mingchan to finish, all the ten sides in the air all disappeared and cracked with a click.

As soon as the public's mind was tight, they saw the thunder in the sky again manic, and the thundering thunder bombarded Luo Xiaoman.

"Xiaoman (Master)!"

People exclaimed, but saw blue light flash, Taowu battle armour again put on Luo Xiaoman's body.

Boom!

Thunder thunders on the top of Taowu battle armour, and can't hurt Luo Xiaoman half a point. After all, this is just the eighth thunder's residual power, and its power is limited.

When they saw this, they were relieved.

"Xiaoman, there is the ninth thunder." Luo Mu Shan clenched his fist, a pair of eyes staring at the thin Luo Xiaoman in the air, worried: "how can we resist the ninth thunder?"

The spirit of the people is also a sinking, the ninth and the last thunder, its power can be imagined.

"Xiaoman has another card." Next to the ink yuan look indifferent, light said.

Bottom card!?

People are excited. Is there any magic weapon that is more powerful than all the ten sides, or is the Donghuang bell more powerful to resist the ninth thunder?

"Dad, you get out of here with the rest of you." At this time, Luo Xiaoman's voice came over and said solemnly, "the last thunder is several times more powerful than the eighth. They can't bear the thunder."

"Xiaoman..."

"Dad, believe me." Luo Xiaoman turned around and looked at Luomu mountain with a smile. "I will come back alive and never fail you."

Mo yuan slightly opened his mouth, just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Luo Xiaoman.

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