Lady Lin’s First-ever Journey to Immortality Chapter 271: Tear the sky
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"Luo Ran, are you going to take a step yourself?"
Crystal incited her wings to appear in mid-air, and smiled at Lin Luoran quite coquettishly. She had put a lot of effort into Chinese, unlike some foreigners who couldn’t tell the Chinese surname and first name, but she did not Familiar names and unkind guidance are clearly intended to mislead the monks who are fighting with the tentacles
Yes, Lin Luoran's move to take off alone, is she going to run away first?
Lin Luoran looked at her indifferently, and did not pay attention to her at all. Wen Guanjing came with the sword: "Crystal, I have learned two new styles, you should practice with me!"
Crystal has disdain, "ST, do you think this lady is Dana's kind of waste?"
Wen Guanjing smiled sullenly, "Is it a waste, you have to compare it to know."
His toes lightly touched a certain tentacle of the tentacle monster. The flying sword had already taken off his hand. The sword and sword, the exquisite sword style, was too wasteful to hold the flying sword alone.
Crystal has improved a lot, and the scenery in these years is not the same. He is famous and stable against the enemy. He is a little joke to win the current Crystal, but it is definitely fine for a while. .
Rodick didn't like this in his heart, but he wouldn't watch Crystal get involved in danger. He spread his wings and flew, Xiao An was waiting for him on the way, Fulu to the blood race, they hadn't had a victory before!
In these few breathing times, Lin Luoran has already flown to the highest point. Her right hand is already on the dark, soft, and there is no toxin abnormality, but the toughness is surprising. No wonder the previous sword cuts continuously. It cannot be broken either.
The bat demon suddenly flashed to Lin Luoran a few meters away. It saw Lin Luoran's shady white wrist, the mysterious and familiar bead hanging quietly, and could not help cracking the spooky and ugly bat mouth. laugh it out.
Lin Luoran didn't even look at it, as if he didn't know that the bat demon appeared in a distance that was unfavorable to her.
Huang Weijian was guarded by Xiaoan's talisman, holding tightly the trembling bald pen, a little scared: "You have to be careful, that monster is so powerful."
Of course, a bald pen won’t answer the teenager’s concerns. When he let go, the bald pen could not wait to fly out. The bat demon wanted to pull the beads on Lin Luoran’s wrist, and saw the annoying one last time. The pen flew again, and the bat demon flapped its wings and appeared in another direction.
This bald pen is like a radar. After looking for it and not giving up, the bat demon has to face this nasty pen, first get rid of the tattered thing, and then deal with the air trainer.
The last time it was a sneak attack, this time it was an upright confrontation. The bald pen fell into the wind last time. At this time, he chased the bat demon all over the yard, but he could not stop it. Seeing that Lin Luoran seemed to be reaching a critical moment, Huang Weijian was anxious and said silently: "Catch it, grab it!"
The tenacious and stubborn expression, the young man who didn't know the moment he was brave and fearless, fit the character of a scholar, and the inheritance of Confucianism and Taoism was touched by Huang Weijian at this moment.
What he can clearly feel is that the bald pen seems to be grateful for his heart, the pen changes with the master, the previous timidity disappeared, and he flew away, enveloping the bat demon in the pen.
The bat demon fought hard, and the pen light was shaken to pieces. Huang Weijian did not retreat but advanced, shouting: "I am not afraid of you!"
I am not afraid of you! The young man shouted several times, feeling that the blood in his body was hot, the pen light was as solid as his courage, and the bat demon was allowed to go crazy in it, and the bald pen fixed it firmly and could not move.
Lin Luoran's eyes were smiling, and the divine sense penetrated into the space, and some awkward Huofeng was smelling the smell of the spirit wine.
"Get started!"
Huofeng thought of his identity as a divine beast in ancient times, and didn't roll his eyes at her. This little monk always treats it as a small odd job. How can the dignified royal family deal with it?
I think so, but Huofeng knows that this time is extraordinary. In the past, Lin Luoran, the manager, would die if he died. Apart from being lonely with the whitebait, they would not be affected at all. They were okay. Quietly waiting for the next manager. But that dead bat is obviously a prehistoric monster, maybe there are some very handy
Paragraph, damage the bead a bit, it and the whitebait will be miserable.
So Aojiao Huofeng had to put her temper away. Hearing Lin Luoran talk about the beginning, she had to leave behind her greedy spirit wine, and her long phoenix tail swept across the small volcano, a little strange flame. It was shaken off the volcano and flew out.
Huofeng took a breath, and the flame was sucked into its mouth.
When the feathers on its head looked like it was exploded, it opened its mouth again, but it spit out a thread of fire.
The line of fire flutters and flutters. This is Huofeng's own ability to force the alien fire out of the space. The mist covering the space above makes it not as easy as it seems.
Lin Luoran can also draw out the strange fire, but this shady environment will quickly extinguish the strange fire she draws out.
Why can Huofeng work? Lin Luoran herself couldn't understand that the urgency at this time also prevented her from wasting time to consider these minor issues.
A ray of fire flew out of the bead, and under the dark curtain world, it shouldered the ardent expectations of everyone, and shot towards a certain point of the shady curtain.
"Xiaojin, Xiaojin..." Divine consciousness has long been cut off from the outside world. Only the bloodline in the master-servant contract can also allow Lin Luoran to contact Xiaojin.
The golden eagle flying above the clouds swooped down with a roar.
It has heard the master's call.
Its owner needs it now!
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The golden eagle swooped down from the clouds, and everyone's eyes couldn't help but follow it and fell to the top of the shady scene.
There has been no news from the trapped people for a long time. Liu Zheng has been considering whether to contact the mad Taoist to save the scene. Lu Sanchun was even more shocked with his superiors. He needs a weapon that can break defenses!
At this moment, Xiao Jin, who had been circling silently, swooped down in a high-profile manner, the little crown on his head looked very impressive.
Did it get the owner's order to tear up the shady? Everyone was looking forward to it, Xiaojin came to a place five meters above the shady in a flash, and stopped.
Huh, didn't you use sharp claws to tear up the dark scene?
They guessed the beginning and the ending. They didn't seem to guess the process.
The golden eagle eagle that is not what it used to be, the little crown on his head flicked, and a white fire spit out from its mouth and landed on a certain point of the shady dome.
The flame, how can it be white? Before everyone could understand this name that they recognized from the heart, they saw a layer of white ice appearing on the dark curtain where the white fire fell.
Fire begets ice, this, this, this is really peculiar, worthy of being a **** sculpture raised by Uncle Lin.
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If someone can see inside and outside at the same time, they will be surprised at what they see.
Lin Luoran's ray of sun fire, and the cold flame of Xiaojin's new society, both fell on the same spot in the dark.
It's really the same point.
The bat demon suddenly stopped moving, and seemed to be 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 sun is scorching, the cold flame is freezing, and the hot and cold alternates. You are competing for me. The two are completely different, and they belong to the category of "fire". They seem to want to compete.
Victory, life and death, they are all eager to break through the barriers between each other and fight each other-it is the black prohibition that the bat demon uses its wings to turn the tent into.
The restriction became thinner and thinner, and the two flames gradually approached. The bat demon suddenly moved frantically, and the light of his pen was shaky again. Huang Weijian's nails fell into his palms, and traces of blood remained. He was stubborn to death and would not give up.
Just a little bit of time, and a little bit more time, it will succeed—Lin Luoran bit her lip.
Wen Guanjing is insisting, Xiao An is insisting, Huang Weijian is insisting, the monks are insisting, and even the female sisters who grew up in the two greenhouses are also insisting.
Lin Luoran is even less qualified to give up.
Xiaojin broke and stood there, lacking control over the new students' abilities, and Lin Luoran could feel his exhaustion.
Huofeng's ability to send it out violates certain rules of space, and it is not easy. Lin Luoran can feel its dedication under the attitude of beating.
Through the secret realm, surviving the house, exploring the blood pool, exploring the underground, destroying the sky, rushing to the dragon palace, searching for the soul tree, Lin Luoran knows that every step she takes is harder than ordinary people, and she has the favor of heaven. It took four years to build the foundation, but it also worked hard. Every step is steep, she has no reason to choose to give up at this moment.
It's almost there, we must succeed!
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When a pair of black wings suddenly appeared next to Huang Weijian, Lin Luoran felt that his heart had missed a beat.
With a delicate face, fair skin, and royal blue eyes, Alice stayed in mid-air, smiling sweetly.
Crystal smiled too.
Alice did not attack Huang Weijian, she just waved her wings and pressed it to the boy's ear like a water snake. The cold-blooded vampire exhales with a sweet scent. This is a teenager's favorite sweet beauty, which satisfies every teenager's vague fantasy about first love.
Huang Weijian is not the beginning of love, but he knows that men and women are different.
Because there was no attack, Xiao An gave the rune paper, and there was no response at all.
Alice's cold hands touched his cheeks as he wished, and the boy pushed the shameless kinship girl away in disgust.
However, that **** courage, courage, persistence, still frustrated.
The penman can no longer trap the bat monster, it flutters out.
Alice immediately changed her face and hit Huang Weijian with heavy attacks. The young man subconsciously crushed the bamboo pieces given by Xiao An, and the power of Fulu wrapped him down on the territory of the tentacle monster, and the huge tentacles were immediately entangled. Coming up, the boy is about to suffocate to death!
Did it fail? The hearts of the cultivators had reached the bottom of the valley. With their minds lost, Wen Guanjing followed Huang Weijian and was beaten off, and Xiao An was defeated!
In a flash, the bat demon appeared by Lin Luoran's neck. It had to **** up the blood of the trainer to relieve its hatred.
Before biting down, the bat demon glanced at Lin Luoran for the last time, hoping to see the desperate emotion in her eyes, that would make it more blood-sucking.
——Why, in her eyes, she is smiling instead?
Lin Luoran took his hand away, and a beam of long-lost sunlight pours under, and the Tentacle Monster instantly hides back into the ground like a ghost.
The bat monster is stiff and motionless, forgetting to bite it down.
The dark scene broke, and the cracks extended. She actually, she actually tore the black sky!