"Luo Ran, are you going to take the first step by yourself?"
Crystal flapped her wings and appeared in mid-air, and smiled coquettishly at Lin Luoran. She has put a lot of effort into the Chinese language, unlike some foreigners who can't distinguish the first and last names of Chinese people, but she pretends to be familiar with it. The title, and the malicious guidance, are clearly intended to confuse the monks who are fighting the tentacle monster.
Yes, Lin Luoran's act of soaring into the sky alone, is she going to escape first
Lin Luoran looked at her very coldly and ignored her at all. Wen Guanjing Yujian came over: "Crystal, I have learned two new styles, you should practice with me!"
Crystal looked disdainfully, "ST, do you think Miss Ben is a waste like Dana?"
Wen Guanjing laughed instead, "Whether it's trash or not, you have to compete to know."
He lightly touched one of the tentacle's tentacles with his toes, and the flying sword was out of his hand. Yujian Yujian, exquisite sword style, just holding the flying sword is too wasteful.
Even though Crystal has improved a lot, his cultural outlook has not remained the same over the years. He is from a famous family, and he is stable against the enemy. It is a bit ridiculous to want to win against the current Crystal. It will be no problem if it takes a while.
Roddick didn't like this matter, but he didn't want to watch Crystal go into danger. He spread his wings and flew over. Xiao An was waiting for him on the way. The talisman vs. blood clan, they haven't won yet!
During these few breaths, Lin Luoran has already flown to the highest point, and her right hand is already attached to the black curtain, it is soft, and there is no abnormality of poison, but the tenacity is astonishing, no wonder the previous sword slashing continuously, even the technique cannot be broken Of.
The bat demon suddenly appeared a few meters away from Lin Luoran. It saw the mysterious and familiar bead hanging quietly on Lin Luoran's white wrist against the black screen, and couldn't help but crack open the spies' ugly bat mouth and laugh.
Lin Luoran didn't even look at it, as if she didn't know that the bat demon appeared at a distance that was not good for her.
Huang Weijian was protected by Xiaoan's talisman paper, holding the trembling bald pen tightly, a little scared: "You have to be careful, that monster is so powerful."
Of course, a bald pen will not answer the boy's worries. As soon as he let go, the bald pen can't wait to fly out. The bat demon wanted to pull the beads on Lin Luoran's wrist, but saw the annoying pen fly again last time. Come on, the bat demon flapped its wings and appeared in another direction.
This bald pen was like a radar, and he recognized it and did not give up. The bat demon had no choice but to face up to this annoying pen, and deal with the shabby thing first, before dealing with the Qi trainer.
The last time it was a sneak attack, this time it was an upright confrontation. The bald pen was at a disadvantage last time, and now he was chasing the bat demon all over the yard, but he couldn't trap it. Seeing that Lin Luoran seemed to be approaching a critical moment, Huang Weijian was anxious, and said silently: "Grab it, grab it!"
The tenacious and stubborn expression, the young man does not know him at this moment, brave and fearless, fits the character of a scholar, and the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism, at this moment, Huang Weijian touched a little bit of the edge.
What he could clearly feel was that the bald pen seemed to be grateful for his true heart, and the pen changed with the master, and the previous timidity disappeared, and he flew away, covering the bat demon in the light of the pen.
The bat demon fought hard, and the pen light was shaking to shatter. Huang Weijian did not retreat but advanced, and shouted: "I am not afraid of you!"
I'm not afraid of you! The young man yelled a few times, feeling the blood in his body was boiling hot, and the light of the pen was as solid as his guts. He let the bat demon ram into it and go berserk, but the bald man fixed it tightly, unable to move.
There was a smile in Lin Luoran's eyes, and his consciousness penetrated into the space, and the somewhat awkward Huofeng was smelling the spirit wine.
"let's start!"
Huofeng didn't roll her eyes at her because of her identity as an ancient divine beast. This little monk always treats it as a small job, how can the majestic royal family deal with it
Thinking about it this way, Huofeng knew that this time was unusual. In the past, Lin Luoran, the manager, would die if he died. Except that he and the whitebait were lonely, they would not be affected at all, and they could still wait quietly. the next manager. But that dead bat is obviously the prehistoric demon clan, maybe there is something very handy
Duan, if you damage the bead, it and the whitebait will be miserable.
So Aojiao Huofeng had no choice but to put down her temper. Hearing Lin Luoran say the beginning, it had to drop the coveted spirit wine. Its long phoenix tail swept over the small volcano, and a small strange flame was shaken. Break away from the volcano and fly out.
Huofeng took a breath, and the flame was sucked into its mouth.
When the feathers on its head seemed to be blown apart, it opened its mouth again, but what it spit out was a thread of fire.
The line of fire fluttered and fluttered, this was Huofeng trying to force the different fire out of the space with its own ability, and the layer of fog that shrouded the space made it not as easy as it seemed.
Lin Luoran can also draw out the strange fire, but under the shady environment, the strange fire she drew will be extinguished quickly.
Why can Huofeng do it? Lin Luoran couldn't figure it out herself, and the urgency of the moment prevented her from wasting time thinking about these details.
A thread of fire flew out from the bead, and it shot towards a certain point in the dark curtain under the dark curtain world, shouldering the eager expectations of everyone.
"Xiao Jin, Xiao Jin..." The spiritual consciousness has long been cut off from the outside world, and only the blood connection in the master-servant contract can allow Lin Luoran to contact Xiao Jin.
The golden eagle flying above the clouds swooped down with a long roar.
It has heard the master's call.
Its owner needs it at this time!
...
The golden eagle swooped down from the clouds, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but follow it, and it fell to the top of the shady scene.
There was no news from the trapped people for a long time, Liu Zheng was already considering whether to contact the Mad Taoist to save the scene. Lu Sanchun's neck is even red with his superiors, he needs a weapon that can break the defense!
But at this moment, Xiao Jin, who had been hovering silently, swooped down in a high-profile manner, with the little crown on his head extremely airy.
Did it get the master's order to tear apart this shady scene? Everyone was looking forward to it, and Xiao Jin came to a place five meters above the black screen in an instant, and stopped.
Hey, didn't you use sharp claws to tear up the shady scene
They guessed the beginning and the ending right, but they didn't seem to guess the process.
The golden feathered eagle was not what it used to be, the small crown on the top of its head shook, and a white fire spit out from its mouth, and landed on a certain point of the dark dome.
How could the flame be white? Before everyone could figure out the name that they agreed with from the heart, they saw a layer of white ice appearing on the black screen where the white fire fell.
Fire makes ice, this, this, this is really strange, it is worthy of being a divine sculpture raised by Master Lin.
...
If someone can see the inside and outside at the same time, he will be amazed at what he sees.
Lin Luoran's smoldering fire, and Xiao Jin's newly learned cold flame, both fell on the same point in the dark.
Exactly the same thing.
The bat demon suddenly stopped moving, as if exhausted under the light of the bald pen. Because it feels that the energy at a certain point in the shady scene is becoming unbalanced. The yang fire is roasting, the cold flame is freezing, alternating hot and cold, you compete for each other, two completely different existences that belong to the same category of "fire", seem to want to compete for one another.
Whether it is life or death, they are all eager to break through the barriers between each other and fight each other - what separates them is the black restriction of the bat demon's winged tent.
The restraint became thinner and thinner, the two flames gradually approached, the bat demon suddenly moved wildly, the pen light was faltering again, Huang Weijian's fingernails sank into the palm of his hand, leaving traces of blood, he was so stubborn that he would not give up.
It only takes a little time, a little more time, and it will be successful—Lin Luoran clenched her lips.
Wen Guanjing persisted, Xiao An persisted, Huang Weijian persisted, all the monks persisted, and even the female cultivators who grew up in the two greenhouses persisted.
Lin Luoran is even less qualified to give up.
Xiao Jin stood up after breaking, still lacking control over the newborn ability, Lin Luoran could feel its exhaustion.
It is not easy for the fire phoenix to send out its ability, which violates a certain code of the space. Lin Luoran can feel its dedication under the beating attitude.
Going through secret realms, taking dangerous houses, going through the pool of blood, exploring the ground, destroying the road to the sky, breaking into the Dragon Palace, and searching for the soul tree, Lin Luoran knows that every step she takes is more difficult than ordinary people. Ji, but he also worked hard with his life. Every step is dangerous, she has no reason to choose to give up at this moment.
It's almost there, it must be successful!
... ... ...
When a pair of black wings suddenly appeared beside Huang Weijian, Lin Luoran felt his heart skip a beat.
With a delicate face, fair skin, and royal blue eyes, Alice stayed in midair, smiling sweetly.
Crystal laughed too.
Alice didn't attack Huang Weijian, she just waved her wings and stuck to the boy's ear like a water snake. A cold-blooded vampire exhales a sweet scent. This is the favorite sweet face of teenagers, satisfying every teenager's hazy fantasy about first love.
Huang Weijian is not a first love, but he knows that men and women are different.
Because there was no attack, the talisman given by Xiaoan did not respond at all.
Alice's cold hands touched his cheek as she wished, and the boy pushed the shameless blood girl away in disgust.
However, that passionate courage, resoluteness, and persistence were still discouraged.
The pen light could no longer trap the bat demon, it flapped its wings and flew out.
Alice's complexion immediately changed, and she hit Huang Weijian heavily. The young man subconsciously crushed the bamboo piece given by Xiao An. The power of the talisman wrapped him and fell to the tentacle monster's territory. The huge tentacles immediately entangled him. Let the boy suffocate to death!
Did it fail? The hearts of all the monks were at the bottom of the valley, and when their minds were lost, Wen Guanjing was beaten into the air following Huang Weijian, and Xiao An was also defeated!
In a blink of an eye, the bat demon appeared near Lin Luoran's neck, and it wanted to drain the blood of the Qi trainer in one gulp to relieve its hatred.
Before biting down, the bat demon took one last look at Lin Luoran, hoping to see despair in her eyes, which would make it more hearty to suck blood.
—Why, in her eyes, she was smiling instead
Lin Luoran took his hand away, a beam of long-lost sunlight poured down, and the tentacle monster hid back underground in an instant as if it had seen a ghost.
The bat demon's whole body was stiff and motionless, forgetting to bite down.
As soon as the shady scene was broken and the cracks spread everywhere, she actually, she actually tore a hole in this black sky!