The broken jade steps collapsed in the desert, and were quickly buried by the yellow sand. It was originally sacred and noble, but at this time it was just a pile of broken jade.
The stars in the sky are shining brightly. I don't know if it's Lin Luoran's illusion, or because of the aftertaste caused by the "Road to Heaven" that existed just a moment ago. She always feels that the starry sky tonight is extraordinarily bright, so bright that she can't look directly at it.
But what is still in front of him is how to get back Baojia's body.
The lava was rolling, the fire beast was neighing, and the saint who had been ignoring Lin Luoran and others finally became furious. No one knows how many years she has waited to open the way to heaven, and the jade steps have collapsed tonight, and she wants to leave this place, perhaps for another thousand years!
But from the point of view of the madman, perhaps the Holy Maiden will not have another millennium at all.
At this moment, they reached a consensus - put each other to death.
This is not a battle that Lin Luoran can intervene in. She is very self-aware in the foundation building period. Now that she has guessed that the saint may be the legendary Hanba in the past, and has seen her ability to direct the lava, Lin Luoran can only Lurking like a thief, waiting for the critical moment, can help the mad Taoist regain Baojia's body!
Lava, lava everywhere... The madman was still the same, clapping his hands, stomping his feet from time to time, talking nonsense, and didn't make any movement to fight back.
Lin Luoran was secretly worried, and couldn't help but wonder whether he was really crazy after all these years.
The four-hoofed fire beast let out bursts of thunder, and in the lava that filled the sky, the mad Taoist finally made a move. The dirty cloth strip was thrown out and entangled the horn of Kui Niu. Lin Luoran almost Fall off the flying sword.
That piece of dirty cloth is a little too sexy, and it's been stealing the spotlight tonight.
But it is a rag after all, can it deal with this Kui Niu, who doesn't look very powerful, but is also an ancient beast
Apparently Lin Luoran was not the only one who was suspicious, the saint showed a contemptuous and cruel smile. The mad Taoist was entangled by Kui Niu, she waved her hand, and the lava poured towards the mad Taoist.
Kui Niu kept struggling, and the cloth didn't break even for a moment. One man and one beast were in a stalemate, and the madman couldn't avoid it. The lava poured down from the top of his head in an instant, Lin Luoran was a little worried, the mad Taoist was at the alchemy stage, even she and Wen Guanjing could resist the lava for a while, so it was impossible for the mad Taoist to be unprepared
Amidst the saint's laughter and Lin Luoran's worry, the lava finally fell to the ground, revealing a somewhat tired madman. What shocked the jaws was the Kui ox, which was still struggling, but it was undoubtedly entangled in rags.
There was a thunderous thunder, and Kui Niu obviously couldn't accept this fact. It melted into its main body in the lava, and its body suddenly rose to the height of a building. In front of him, it is also like the difference between a hill and a mound.
A dirty and torn piece of cloth is wrapped around the huge single horn, which is stretched and slender due to the disparity in size, making it even more crumbling... But it just keeps going. This scene is so funny that it makes people unable to laugh.
Lin Luoran couldn't help but let out an ah, it was entirely because the shock brought by the rags was too great for her to keep calm.
The saint finally began to formally lift the strip.
Abnormally dirty, smelly, and devoid of spiritual power, this is the answer that the saint gave after taking a look. The problem is, when such a piece of rag entangled Kui Niu, the saint could not take it lightly.
The Kui Niu exposed its body, and the air from its nose was scorching hot, and its skin made a drum that could travel hundreds of miles, bringing morale to the Yellow Emperor's troops, so the small melt naturally couldn't cause external damage. But it was twisting under a rag belt now, which was absurd to think about.
Perhaps it was because this scene was so weird, Lin Luoran, including the saint herself, ignored that when the lava was poured on the crazy Taoist, there was no flash of spiritual power, and he just stood there intact. In the tumbling lava.
The crimson lava was tumbling, and because the light was too bright, the stains on the mad Taoist's blue Taoist robe became more and more conspicuous.
Originally, he had already restrained Kui Niu, but at this time, the mad Taoist went crazy again - he pulled the cloth strip, Kui Niu didn't react to the escape and ascended to heaven at first, and soon became angry, and wanted to report the previous The feud of bondage.
Kui Niu's single horn was shiny and stiff, and it was about to poke on the crazy Taoist. The crazy Taoist raised his right hand holding the cloth again. It was no longer a bundle, but a "beating" action. The moment the madman raised the cloth strip, his whole temperament changed drastically. He was neither crazy nor stupid. The solemnity of this moment could even make people ignore his greasy body. Taoist robe.
"Pa—" The cloth strip lashed Kui Niu.
At the first stroke, Kui Niu stopped, and the saint also stopped. The former could not move, while the latter felt that this scene was somewhat familiar.
"Papa—" The second time it was whipped on Kui Niu, there was a sound of the cloth being torn apart. Although it was still so dirty and smelly, no one could despise it anymore.
Because during these three whips, Kui Niu rapidly became smaller at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Crack, clap!"
The mad Taoist smoked several times in a row, and Kui Niu's body became smaller and smaller again. Not only that, Kui Niu's spirit seemed to be beaten away by this cloth strip, and he seemed to have no previous arrogance and became sluggish. .
Lin Luoran very much hoped that the mad Taoist would whip it a few more times to completely eliminate this ancient beast.
But the saint screamed, her sharp voice almost pierced Lin Luoran's eardrums.
"Making the magic whip... How could the magic whip be in the hands of a Qi trainer, who are you!"
The crazy Taoist ignored her at all, and continued to pump a few times. Kui Niu became smaller, as big as a rabbit in the underground world, and no longer had the previous majesty.
Lin Luoran stared at the madman's rags and swallowed.
Under the dirty appearance, there is unimaginable power, and the saint called it "the whip of the gods".
What kind of existence can be called a "god"? There may be exaggeration in this, but although this rag does not look good, it is obviously much higher than Li Xi'er's magical fishing line called "Tie Immortal Rope".
At least Lin Luoran noticed with sharp eyes that the face of the saint changed.
In addition to anger, there is also more solemnity.
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The saint with fluttering long hair floats in mid-air, with tumbling lava under her feet, yellow sand all over the sky in the distance, stretching sand dunes, and a bright starry sky in the background. Looking at it from a distance, the saint really has the unreal feeling of being a god.
However, the mad Taoist held a rag-like "whip" and beat Kui Niu until he shrank his head with a few whips, and he was even more suspected of pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. The halo of the main character of Fight for Hegemony.
After the saint was dignified, she turned to sneer: "I was almost deceived by you... In the past, the saint saw the whip destroyed with her own eyes, so how could it appear in the hands of a Qi trainer?"
The saint was sure that Kui Niu must have been asleep for so many years before it became useless. The sky has not changed tonight. If this stinky Qi trainer is dismissed, it may not be possible to rebuild the ladder.
The mad Taoist laughed loudly: "So what if it's true or false? It's more than enough to whip you, a false saint!"
Beat the whip, whip the false saint? !
Lin Luoran praised in her heart, even though her cultivation level is not high, she is still full of pride at this moment.
It's just a false saint, why can't she fight a battle? Putting the little green fox and the unconscious Wen Guanjing far away on the safe sand dunes, Lin Luoran Yujian joined the battle.
The saint raised her eyebrows, and at that moment, she really looked like Baojia.
"Actually, I'm quite curious. With your cultivation, where did you get the courage..." While she was speaking, a spiritual thorn attacked Lin Luoran. Even though Lin Luoran was prepared, she almost fell off the flying sword in pain. .
Her face turned pale, and she said stubbornly: "Get out of my friend's body, or I will swear to the death with you."
Swearing to the death, the seriousness of the word made the saint finally willing to move her eyes, and for the first time formally called Lin Luoran. With her cultivation base, this kind of spiritual power is also very good, but it is a pity that the correct use is missing.
The flying sword is not bad, it should be the handiwork of a high-level Qi practitioner. Although he is a native of a poor galaxy, the saint has to admit that the cultivation civilization of China has developed to the point where it is dreadful.
Fortunately, all of this has been destroyed... Thinking about the female cultivator in front of me, she has a low level of cultivation, even if she has a good weapon, she can't give full play to the advantages of the weapon. What makes the saint fearful is the "magic whip" in the hands of the mad Taoist.
No one knows better than her how powerful the real whip is, especially for an advanced race like them. Fortunately, the magic whip in the hands of the mad Taoist is not real!
Damn it, why is the lava ineffective against this madman
The saint was a little belatedly aware that the mad Taoist was safe and sound, and a bad feeling arose in her mind.
It was still the trick of "Auspicious Snow", with the fluttering of snowflakes. Wherever Zhao Jian went, the white snow collided violently with the lava, and the annoying heat was swept away, and the snow began to fall in midair. He scoffed at his cultivation base, but his current body couldn't withstand the blow of the flying sword.
She looked at the snow-white sword with a hidden murderous intent, and showed a mocking expression. These earth monks have always been so hypocritical, saying that it is the body of a friend and must be taken back, but at the same time they use the most fierce sword moves to deal with this body mercilessly. Body…
The saint sneered, and simply stood in mid-air without dodging or evading. This body is a big deal for her.
The sword light was icy cold, Lin Luoran flicked his wrist, and Zhao Jian brushed past the saint's cheek, adding a small flake of snow to the tip of her brow.
Can't do it in the end
The saintess moved her fingers, and if she couldn't bear to fight, she would die!
Her ten fingers were like hooks, and she wanted to tear Lin Luoran into pieces with just her fingers... A light cloth strip flew over and hit her on the back, the saint staggered and almost fell into the lava.
In a hurry, she saw a smile in the eyes of that nasty female Qi trainer, this whip almost pulled her out of this body—damn it, this is a real whip!
The saint suspected that this was a well-prepared trap, and the madman didn't care about her thoughts, so he beat her again with a cloth strip:
"Slap the whip, beat you false saint, after all, it's just right!"