In ancient times, when human beings were still slowly exploring the methods of cultivation and fighting against the harsh natural environment and dangerous alien beasts, the continent was dominated by alien beasts of all races.
They have long lives, innate racial supernatural powers, and hard skin and bones.
But in contrast, their minds are not yet opened, and even alien beasts with the ability to reach the Mahayana stage are only equivalent to the minds of human children.
When weak but wise and cunning human beings learn to practice cultivation, they also learn to defeat alien beasts and how to use them. The dominance of alien beasts in the mainland was gradually replaced by practitioners, and there were fewer and fewer. During the calamity period, because they did not know how to avoid disasters, many of them were wiped out.
In the era of the end of the law, when the spiritual energy has withered, and with the changes in the living environment, only a few exotic beasts have survived under the support of the practitioners.
This is the case with the four blue-winged luans in the North Palace.
They made a contract with the founding emperor of the Northern Dynasty to protect each monarch.
Duan Chongxuan is not yet a monarch, and Luan Er is not bound by a contract with him.
But Luan Er is his friend.
In the good or bad days in the deep palace gate, the huge and docile Qingyi Luan always accompanies the weak children.
Therefore, at this moment, Duan Chongxuan did not care about answering Wang Xi's question, but looked at the dozen or so chains rising into the sky in the night, and shouted loudly, "Leave me alone, run!"
The chains were covered with a silvery shimmer, like debris splashed by stars. This is because it is engraved with runes and impregnated with poison, and is specially designed to deal with hard-skinned beasts.
Even with the bondage of the contract, humans still do not believe in alien beasts, and they have all kinds of backhands to guard against them.
When Luan Er heard his words, his body swelled rapidly, his wings fluttered, and the wind whistled. A group of soldiers who attacked frontally fell to the ground and vomited blood, or were overturned by giant claws and fell into the water.
But it was already too late. More than a hundred people continued to die, paying such a high price, just to attract its attention. In a blink of an eye, the formation was formed, and more than ten chains were tightly wrapped around the blue feathers, burning black. Mark of.
Qingyiluan was in pain, raised his neck and let out a shrill and unwilling cry, and was torn off the boat from midair. The entire hull shook violently like a storm, but quickly stabilized.
It breathed out of luck, and the flames burned the night sky, but the chain around its neck was like a giant hand strangling its throat, which cut off its flame.
Duan Chongxuan was confused for a moment, and after drinking, "Don't move!—"
The more the streamer chain struggles, the more damage it takes.
When Luan Er heard this, he really stopped struggling, and crouched on the board of the ship full of blood and corpses, his eyes were red, like a sea of fire.
The more than ten elites in the guard did not dare to be careless, tightly holding one end of the streamer chain and surrounding it vigilantly.
Wang Xi looked at the flames dissipating in the night sky, the overall situation was settled. He didn't ask Duan Chongxuan how to see the flaws in this game, but said, "Your Highness, I know you have a lot of good things in you, even the unparalleled 'Yun Shuo' who can break the space in an instant. It is really difficult to be placed in a predicament that cannot be broken through.”
'Yunshuo' can only be used by one person and has only one chance, but it is a heaven-defying artifact that can save one's life and escape in a difficult situation.
Not only that, Duan Chongxuan also has a broken arrow, a sunshade umbrella, a dragon cloud pill, countless burning talismans, and perhaps a more secret and terrifying backhand.
But now, none of that makes sense anymore.
Wang Xi smiled slowly, "So, Your Highness, think about it, you may be able to go, but it can't."
No one knows how much effort it takes to plan such a game. At least he took the Imperial Guard with him to covert his tracks in the southern land and guarded it for a full month.
Seeing that the situation is about to be achieved, how can it not be exciting
Thinking of this, his tone trembled slightly, "Since I can't leave, why not go to see King Xian with the last commander?"
Duan Chongxuan didn't speak, he thought a lot tonight.
He had wondered why there was such a stupid way of provocation like Li Lin in the world. But if there is someone behind it, it's not hard to explain.
I don't have a token to prove my identity. The easiest way is to call Luan Er. This is the beginning of the game.
Some high-level leaders of Baopu Zong must have reached some kind of exchange of interests with the Xian Wang faction.
However, this is not the most terrifying. The Imperial Guard and the Dragon Treasure Ship are not the result of one day. The key is to restrain the streamer chain and formation of Qingyi Luan.
Let his biggest reliance on this trip become the biggest weakness.
Maybe even if he didn't call Luan Er, the other party could make such careful arrangements, and there must be other corresponding plans.
How powerful is the king of sages? He couldn't estimate.
He looked at Wang Xi, who had the bamboo in his chest, and knew clearly that the fact that this person could appear here at this time at least proves that one thing is true—
His father was really sick.
With this premise, many things no longer make sense.
For him, going to see the uncle now is not the only choice, but it is the best choice.
But is it really so
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Xingshan Temple.
The golden light fills the sky, reflects Cangshan like the sea, and the setting sun is like blood.
Two people stood on the edge of the golden light, holding swords, their bodies soaked with blood.
Although Yin Biyue knew the formation method, it was extremely difficult to encounter a large formation of this level, let alone crack it, just face the coercion.
But he knew that Luo Mingchuan might have a way, because he practiced the Garan pupil technique, and maybe he could see some flaws.
Luo Mingchuan closed his eyes, his aura rose steadily, his robes bulged, and his face became paler.
The more Yin Bi looked at, it was shocking, as if the flesh and blood on his cheeks were sunken, and his life force was passing by rapidly.
The moment he opened his eyes, coercion burst out suddenly, Yin Bi stepped back three steps before standing firm, and couldn't help shouting, "Senior brother..."
As if Luo Mingchuan had never heard of it, he didn't see how to use his strength, and his body leaped up like an arrow from a string, going straight to the sky.
Seeing that it was about to touch the edge of the golden light that covered the sky, it turned sharply down again. There is no sword whistling and brilliance, but the tip of the sword is like a gathering wind and thunder. The four fields were violently torn apart by the energy, and all the fallen leaves and dead branches exploded into dust, and fell down.
The terrifying force pierced straight into the ground!
"boom-"
Soil splashed and dust filled the sky.
The uncontrolled cracks on the ground stretched forward and back all the way!
Yin Biyue tried his best to stabilize his body under the sword, he knew that if there was a weakness in this formation, it would be here.
Therefore, without hesitation, he poured out all the remaining True Essence, and the Yihu Sword stabbed into the crack!
The two struck with all their strength, and the ground collapsed and the mountain was destroyed!
The crack expanded inconceivably, turning into an abyss in the blink of an eye.
Luo Mingchuan stood up with his sword drawn, and took Yin Biyue behind him.
Yin Biyue knew in his heart that with his own sword alone, he was far less powerful than this, so there was indeed a problem with this leyline.
At the same moment, Jing Hai in the Buddhist temple frowned, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, got up and flew, and in a blink of an eye he reached the abyss.
He was so terrified that he hit him on the head with the Zen stick!
Luo Mingchuan took Yin Biyue's hand, and this time it was not his wrist, but his fingers.
Jumped down.
Behind them, bursts of roars fell like thunder, and the entire golden light burst violently shook and nearly shattered.
Losing the injection of external power, the abyss quickly shrank into a crack, but it extended from the back mountain to the front temple, passing through the heavy Buddhist temple. All the way, the ground shook, and the earth and rocks collapsed. At the gate of the mountain, he stopped before the words 'Boundless Sea of Bitterness'.
The entire Xingshan Temple was in chaos.
The major Buddhist temples are still protected by formations, but the monks' meditation room and the fasting hall are not very strong, and they have already collapsed.
In the smoke and dust in the sky, the monks in gray robes ran to escape, and those with a lower cultivation level would also be injured by the broken beams and rubble.
Jing Hai looked at all this with a faint expression.
Jingyun announced the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, all parties are guilty because of the devil."
Even at this point, they didn't think they were at fault, they just thought it was the fault of Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue.
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Yin Biyue was wrapped in Luo Mingchuan's arms, the shaking of the ground and the shouting, as if it was something from another world.
There was only the wind whistling in the darkness, and the familiar temperature made him relax, even knowing that this was never the time to relax.
But his physical energy was severely overdrawn, and the sea of consciousness was constantly oscillating, and he had already reached its limit.
Before he lost consciousness, he thought, according to the rules, there is a 90% chance that he will not die by jumping off a cliff with the protagonist.
Unless these two writers wrote a rebirth revenge article.
Then draw the sword and talk about life.