"Shasha..."
The ice chips kept peeling off, Luo Lan's almost distorted old face was full of anger and anger, his palms trembled slightly, and golden divine powers swiftly swirled around. He looked down at Lin Muyu and Qin Yin, and the killing intent in his eyes was very harsh.
"Ugh… "
Lin Muyu sighed helplessly, her whole body couldn't lift much strength, and Qin Yin, who was not far away, lay slantingly under a maple tree, saying nothing, and seemed to have passed out injured and fainted.
"Xiaoyin..."
Lin Muyu leaned on the long sword, stood up slowly, and limped towards Qin Yin, his vision was a little blurred, almost making him unable to see Qin Yin's figure clearly.
Luo Lan looked at him in the air, feeling a trace of regret in her heart, saying: "Lin Muyu, you are an inexperienced man, so you have to be an enemy of me. Now I give you a chance, as long as you leave the empire and join the Seven Realms Gong, come under my sect, and the deity will accept you as a disciple, how about?"
Lin Muyu looked up at him and couldn't help but feel amused. He laughed, and the wound was so painful: "Luo Lan, you are a villain who has no morality, and his cultivation level has been stagnant for thousands of years. Are you worthy of being my master too? Put away your hypocritical mask and make me feel sick."
"you…"
The golden light in Luo Lan's palm became stronger and stronger, and her voice became colder: "Since you want to die, then I think you are for the sake of the current master, give you a corpse..."
"Om..."
Luo Lan raised her palm, and the golden streamer shot into the sky. This blow is bound to kill Lin Muyu...
Lin Muyu walked towards Qin Yin step by step, ignoring it at all. Seeing Qin Yin's peaceful face lying under the tree, there was a hint of warmth in his heart. It seemed worthwhile to look at her more before he died.
…
Luo Lan didn't understand love, so naturally he would not pity and cherish jade. She would fall from the sky in the blink of an eye with an extraordinary palm.
"stop…"
Just when a palm was about to fall, a majestic voice suddenly came from a distance. A figure passed over the grass and shrubs like lightning, and shot from the depths of the dense forest. The person's face was not clearly seen, and it was straight. Already out of the palm, the power of the holy heaven realm quickly swept all around, and the five fingers were full of ice, and they blasted out towards Luo Lan...
"who?…"
Luo Lan was too late to say anything, so he could only give the middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes that he originally intended to give to Lin Muyu. When his palms collided with each other, a storm swept across the surrounding area. , Lin Muyu fell to sit beside Qin Yin, almost unable to open his eyes.
"Boom..."
Suddenly, a burst of power broke out, and the vast Ice Element profound energy burst into the palm of the middle-aged cultivator, and Luo Lan flew back dozens of steps before stopping. The corners of his mouth had already overflowed with blood, and the injuries were even worse.
"You... who are you?"
Luo Lan quickly recovered the strength in his body, and his eyes fell on the incoming person.
The middle-aged man looked so utterly dignified, and said with a faint smile: "Ice Palm Wu Tong, guarding this white leaf forest for nearly ten thousand years, why... Since you have stepped into the divine realm, why didn't you soar, but you are still in the world? Domination and blessing in the world?"
"Ice Palm Wu Tong?"
Luo Lan said coldly: "Who is Ice Palm Wu Tong?"
Wu Tong's face was full of pride, arms folded and laughed loudly: "Before the god Emperor Fuxi ascends, he ordered me and a few people to guard the forest of steles in the white leaf forest. Anyone who invades by chance, kill you, old man, hurry up. Get out of the white leaf forest, I don’t kill you, naturally someone will kill you too. Give me immediately... Get out..."
He pointed out the forest, and yelled, "I count to three. If you don't roll, you will die."
Luo Lan had never received these threats, and his face was pale, but he was helpless. The person in front of him knew the laws of the ice system. The palm of the ice was extremely powerful. Just now he met with a palm, and his arms are still cold and numb. The power of the palm is gone, if this Wu Tong really wants to kill himself, I am afraid that he can only be killed.
"Swipe..."
A wave of ice power lingered around Wu Tong's palm, and he had already moved to kill.
Luo Lan's expression was cold, and the divine power in his body seemed to be responding slowly. The time limit for stepping through the void had already come. With a sound of "clap", a space crack appeared behind Luo Lan. He drifted in and looked at Lin Muyu from a distance. , Sneered: "Lin Muyu, Qin Yin, we will meet again, your life is mine, Luo Lan, remember..."
"brush…"
Luo Lan's figure disappeared with the space crack.
…
Wu Tong turned and walked towards Lin Muyu. At this time Qin Yin had also woke up, looked at Wu Tong with beautiful eyes, and said, "Yes... Did this uncle save us?"
Lin Muyu nodded: "Yes."
Wu Tong didn’t buy it. He reached out and pointed to the outside of the Tianshu stele forest, and said, “You also go. Tong’s nickname is not something to get rid of."
Lin Muyu sat down on the ground and simply sat cross-legged, and said: "We are so badly injured that we are too weak to go. If you want to kill us, then do it, but I didn't expect that Emperor Fuxi left the person who guarded the forest of the steles. It's so good or bad."
Wu Tong raised his eyebrows: "What is good or bad, the deity is only responsible for guarding the forest of the steles of the heavenly book, and the rest is ignored. I don't care who you are, anyway, leave immediately..."
He looked at Lin Muyu and Qin Yin who was still lying on the ground, frowning suddenly, and said: "Forget it, I'll give you an hour of luck to heal your injury. Let's go after recovering some physical strength."
Lin Muyu nodded, took out the healing medicine in Qiankun's bag, and gave Qin Yin a bottle of it. He also sprinkled some gold sore medicine on the upper body wound, then took out a new Orion's clothing and put it on, sitting on the floor. , The movement of the palms together healed the injury, Fuxi's divine power flowed between the veins like a spring breeze, dredging the blockage in the veins, and saw a light golden streamer lingering around the body, which was a miracle.
Wu Tong embraced his arms and looked at Lin Muyu not too far away. When he saw the Fuxi divine power flowing through Lin Muyu's body, he couldn't help being slightly startled, frowning, but did not speak.
…
A few minutes later, there was a scream in the jungle. An old man in a green robe appeared in the forest. He was wearing a gold badge on his chest. He was from the Seven Realms Palace. The accident should be Luo Lan's disciple.
"Lin Muyu...Qin Yin..."
He quickly recognized it, and saw that Lin Muyu and Qin Yin had lost their combat power after being seriously injured. He rushed over with a big laugh, and a wave of wind law power danced wildly in his palm, and laughed: "Tread through the iron shoes. There is nowhere to find it, it takes no effort to get it, just die...I, Duanmufang, are going to make a great contribution to the Seven Realms Palace today..."
However, when his palm strength was not fully urged, Wu Tong suddenly stepped forward and stepped on the ground. His body was volleyed and looked at the opponent. The ice surged in his palm, and he roared: Do you dare to kill people on the land where Wu Tong is in charge...?"
Duanmufang suddenly raised his head, his face pale for a moment, and he didn't feel that there was such a strong man in the Holy Heaven Realm beside him...
Wu Tong's palm power fell from the sky, like a glacier...
Where could Duanmufang be able to resist it, his palms instantly shattered into a pile of crushed ice, and his body was unable to move. It was directly smashed by Wu Tong's palm. At the same time, with a "bang", a huge frosty palm print fell on the ground. It is exactly the same as the one that Lin Muyu and Qin Yin saw before. They are all masterpieces of Wu Tong. This ancient strong man who guards the forest of steles of the heavenly book is so terrifying. He has cultivated for tens of thousands of years, even if he has not broken through the gods, I am afraid his strength It is no less than the level of god Luo Lan.
"Papa..."
After landing, looking at the broken body of Duanmufang, Wu Tong patted his palm lightly and said: "On the site of my Ice Palm Wu Tong, only I can kill at will, huh..."
Lin Muyu squinted his eyes and watched the battle while healed his injuries. Her heart was magnificent. An ice palm, Wu Tong, was quite strong in strength and character. It seems that this time she won’t die in Luo Lan’s hands in the Tianshu Stele Forest. .
…
Continuing to heal the wounds, Fuxi's divine power is a natural healing divine power, quickly recovering the injured body, while Qin Yin also sat cross-legged, tying the gods into a golden dragon and lingering around her graceful body, true dragon bloodline , The speed of healing does not seem to be much slower than Lin Muyu.
Soon after, Lin Muyu's injury was mostly healed.
Suddenly there was a hearty laughter over the jungle: "Wu Tong, you idiot without the power to bind a chicken, don't hurry out, your grandpa Zheng Jian is here..."
"Zheng Jian?" Wu Tong's body trembled, and his eyebrows furrowed: "This ugly monster came at this time. Asshole, it's a asshole. Lao Tzu's wishful thinking is about to come to nothing..."
"brush…"
On the branch of the jungle, a middle-aged burly man wearing fire-red soft armor suddenly fell to the ground, surrounded by the holy heaven realm, the corner of his mouth raised, and he smiled: "I just sensed that there is power fluctuations here, and there are even gods. Appeared, worried that if you were killed and cut off your head, you would lose the god emperor's person, so come and see if you are dead."
Wu Tong immediately slapped his chest and said: "Your grandfather, I have a strong palm, how could I be killed, but you, are you fleeing when you come to me? Hahaha, these days are not peaceful, many strong people Entering the forest of steles of the heavenly book, I am afraid that your territory will soon be unguarded."
"fart…"
Zheng Jian obviously has a more vigorous temperament, and said: "I have no place to play the fire fist of Lao Tzu. The more those people come, the better..."
With that said, Zheng Jian finally saw Lin Muyu and Qin Yin behind Wu Tong. When he saw the golden Fuxi supernatural power flowing on Lin Muyu's body, he couldn't help shaking, and said, "He...who are they?"
"A destined person, my guest." Wu Tong said lightly.
"Let your ancestor's P..." Zheng Jian quickly stepped forward and came to Lin Muyu's body. He raised his hand and pressed it on Lin Muyu's shoulder, and a powerful flame suddenly poured into his body.
"You... Don't be presumptuous..." Wu Tong shouted in a low voice.
Zheng Jian didn't care, until his power was resisted by Fuxi's divine power in Lin Muyu's body, he suddenly opened his eyes, retreated several steps, and knelt down on one knee at Lin Muyu, clasped his fist and said: "Firefist Zheng Jian, see Fuxi's heir …"
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