The light curtain that suddenly rose cut off Wen Guanjing's cuffs. Their feet had just stepped on the soft yellow sand, and the others were dazed and did not dare to move. Tens of thousands of animals were surrounded by the light curtain.
These are eight large-scale, gorgeous and unusual prohibitions!
If Lin Luoran hadn't rushed to save Wen Guanjing when the saint wanted to knock Wen Guanjing into the lava, they might still be among the animals, unlike just now at the edge of the plain, they were able to escape quickly.
They became uneasy, and although the pressure from the saint and the four-hoofed beast was severe, they also began to want to escape.
So Lin Luoran and Wen Guanjing, including the "unappreciative" little green fox in the mouth of the saint, the two of them and one fox were not in the mood to rejoice that they had escaped, but they saw those panicking animals, some of which bumped into the prohibition In the end, he was not bounced off like the prohibitions that Lin Luoran had seen in the past, but was mercilessly killed!
Yes, absolutely unequivocal, merciless killing.
Another mammoth that was pushed by an elephant fell headlong on the light curtain. The next moment, it was killed and turned into a lump of rotten meat, including those two long mammoths that ordinary people would definitely covet. The ivory was also crushed in the pile of rotten meat.
Neighing and whining, the more the light curtain frightened the animals, the more confused they became. Lin Luoran could no longer see how many animals died, because the eight huge light curtains were all painted blood red from the inside by flesh and blood, blocking the view from the outside.
At this bloody moment, Lin Luoran suddenly felt a sense of absurd rejoicing—how gentle and amiable the restrictions like QQ candy in the space are, and even the complaints about not being able to enter the cabin disappeared instantly. without a trace.
The saint naturally found out about Lin Luoran and the others' escape, perhaps thinking of what she said, Lin Luoran and the two were just little Qi practitioners in her eyes and had no weight at all, so she didn't arrest them back.
Lin Luoran is careful, and has long noticed the title of "Qi trainer" in her mouth. She heard this title once, it was under the lonely peak in the secret realm, that almost killed her, and made her The remnant soul of Fairy Bai fell into the sleeping "Honor".
Fairy Bai said that it was the Great Desolate Demon.
Lin Luoran is no stranger to Honghuang. In the coma after saving Baojia, she saw the back of the man in the robe as if she was there.
Monsters are not scary, just like Xiaojin, Scorpion King, and Little Green Fox. They can all be called monsters to some extent, but they can be dubbed "big monsters" by Fairy Bai who once had the cultivation base of Nascent Soul. "In the name, this is what is truly terrifying.
Once the prehistoric times were over, no one in China called "Qi trainers" any more. They were all called practitioners, monks—if this saint was a monk, she wouldn't call them "Qi trainers".
It can be seen that the origin of the saint seems to be very long.
However, she looked like she knew Xiao Qinghu again, which was too contradictory.
"Do you know her, little fox?" Lin Luoran lowered her head, comforting the little green fox who hadn't recovered from her fear. The latter's little head shook like a rattle.
If the little green fox really doesn't know her—then this saint is a strange species with a long history who seems to have some relationship with the little green fox or its predecessors.
This is not important, because now this alien seems to be planning to let these two little Qi practitioners go. For Lin Luoran, what is important is that the saint has a face exactly like Baojia!
She is not Baojia, but it is very likely that this body belongs to Baojia.
As long as Lin Luoran thinks of this possibility, Lin Luoran can't leave safely.
The saint said that this is a sacrifice... People usually perform sacrifices only when they seek some kind of power that does not belong to them.
If these tens of thousands of animal creatures are so-called sacrifices, where do the towering jade steps lead to
Lin Luoran looked up at the bright starry sky, and for no reason remembered the mural they were looking for this trip. The colorful light circle, the desert land, and the monks who disappeared in the light circle... If the Nascent Soul monks disappeared on the earth by sacrificing tens of thousands of animals thousands of years ago, this possibility is not impossible.
She heard it clearly. The saint once said that she would take the little green fox away with her. After the little green fox "didn't appreciate it", the saint's tone turned from embarrassment into anger, as if she had given a great opportunity to Xiaoqing Fox, the latter refused to accept, so that the rare kind-hearted saint was severely slapped in the face.
Leaving...Where to go is a great opportunity, will it be like a secret place, for practitioners, a paradise with no spiritual energy, or, is it simply to leave the earth... Oh, in the novel, I prefer to use "" Boundary" to refer to this situation.
But after a thousand years, no Nascent Soul cultivator appeared again, indicating that this is a one-way road of no return! Lin Luoran clenched her hands tightly, so she couldn't look at the saint, manipulate the body that might belong to Baojia to leave, and never return...
"You stop for me!!"
Seeing the saintess walking farther and farther on the jade steps, and the eight light curtains shrinking, killing more and more animals, Lin Luoran couldn't bear it any longer.
In the eyes of today's practice world, the high-ranking monks of the Foundation Establishment Stage may not be worthy of the power of a single blow in the eyes of the saint, but Lin Luoran still stubbornly summoned the Zhao Sword.
The phoenix-headed flying sword that was shining with a vivid blue light was glowing in Lin Luoran's hand. Zhaoxue was a fifth-rank flying sword, beautiful and powerful. But against the backdrop of the eight large light curtains, its radiance is almost insignificant. Under the noble and mysterious jade steps, Lin Luoran and the Zhao Sword in her hands are as insignificant as the overwhelmed mayflies under the big tree.
So the saint standing on the steps turned around, her narrow eyes were abnormally indifferent, but the corners of her mouth smiled contemptuously.
Today's native Qi practitioners are really ridiculous.
For example, the owner of this body, what is that name, yes, Baojia's rookie, will actually threaten her when the "sacred miracle" comes, if she dares to hurt her friend, she will get rid of this body.
The saint thought it was ridiculous, a rookie who had just stepped into the threshold of Qi training, was he worthy of bargaining with her? The saint didn't even listen to her, and destroyed the body's insignificant spiritual consciousness in one fell swoop—the natives never understand the magical use of spiritual power.
But such a humble native soon caused trouble to the saint.
These two qi trainers seem to be the friends she mentioned. When the saintess knocked the male qi trainer away, she felt a blockage in her body. I don't care too much.
As for the other female Qi trainer, the saint felt that she was much stronger than this body. She regretted that she hadn't found her better body at first. The saint expressed her regret that she couldn't get it, so she would destroy it. .
The attack on Lin Luoran was not just aimed at destroying her right hand.
It was a casual but sure-kill blow.
Only this time, she was strongly opposed by her body... This kind of body's instinctive reluctance to attack her friends almost made the saint feel that at that moment, she was about to lose control of her body! So that blow, which ended with the saintess' temporary compromise, only wounded the female Qi trainer's right hand.
But now, this Qi trainer who was forgiven by him actually shouted arrogantly under the steps, the saint narrowed her eyes, is she looking for death
Huge beads of sweat flowed down from Lin Luoran's forehead. In the eyes of the saint, Lin Luoran felt the tingling of divine consciousness and the omnipresent pressure all over her body.
Just one glance made her feel like she was under heavy pressure... This saint, seems to be the chief culprit for suppressing their spiritual consciousness
Lin Luoran gritted her teeth. Naturally, she knew how powerful the Holy Maiden was. She had a feeling that, let alone the Holy Maiden, she couldn't even beat that weird-looking animal with its four hoofs on fire.
If the other party is a big tree, then you are a tiny mayfly.
People would always laugh at the gnats who wanted to shake the big trees, but Lin Luoran was not afraid of being laughed at. Her aptitude is not outstanding, but she is definitely courageous.
She is usually calm in every possible way, but when she is poked against Nilin, she will transform into a hot-blooded stunned young man—hot blood means that someone is going to bleed, but Lin Luoran is not afraid.
So amidst the saint's mocking smile, Wen Guanjing's worry, and the little green fox's disbelief that he had seen a ghost, Lin Luoran was like a sharp arrow drawn from a bow. Feijian soared into the sky and rushed towards Yutai.
She flew over the light curtain at an astonishingly fast speed, and the light of Zhao Jian's sword soared. This is the third form of the sword formula, "Rui Xue".
This is a very beautiful name. Just like "Frost's Descent", the more beautiful the name, the more unpredictable the power.
The saint didn't pay attention to Lin Luoran's attack at all. Even though this sword move was amazing, the difference in strength between the two was like an adult and a child. Even if the child imitated Ultraman's moves on TV again Well, yell "Monster I'm going to kill you" at the adults, and then rush over - what adult would care about such an attack
The four-hoofed fire beast greeted Lin Luoran. It quickly stopped the overconfident little Qi practitioner, and was about to kill her with one blow, but found that its neck was unable to move, and its whole body froze.
Most of the four-hoofed fire beast's body was frozen by the sudden snowflakes, and its movements were slowed down. It has only four animal hooves all over its body, and it is still emitting flames. The rest of it is covered with white snow and cannot move.
This is the hot Kalahari Desert, how can there be snow
This is Ruixue... a sword formula with a beautiful name but extremely powerful power!
Seeing the ice and snow on the four-hoofed fire beast's neck showing signs of cracks, Lin Luoran slashed down with a sword, Zhao Jian slashed on the four-hoofed fire beast's single horn, making a clanging sound, the horn was hard, Zhao Jian After returning in vain, after being shaken away, it only scratched the skin on the four-hoofed fire beast's neck, and a small stream of beast blood gushed out, splashing Lin Luoran's head and face.
Unexpectedly, the saint who loves beasts will suffer a loss, became furious, disregarding her body's instincts, her mental strength covered Lin Luoran like a big net, and the latter couldn't move at all before experiencing the joy of Xiaosheng. Throwing it down—underneath, it is naturally a mortal light.
"Senior Sister Lin!!" Wen Guanjing's eyes were red, and he raised his sword. He was anxious, but his flying sword was not good at speed.
What to do... The little green fox seemed to see Lin Luoran's pitiful end, and held his eyes very worried.
Seeing that Lin Luoran was about to be hit by the light curtain, suddenly a rag flew out from the dark corner and wrapped her around.
The face of the saint changed: "Who is there!"