"Brother Luan, it's me, what's wrong with you?"

"Put away your pickling methods, I said it a long time ago, if you want to know something, you have to follow my rules!"

"Brother Luan, what am I really asking, do you remember when we were children when we took a bath together, you always laughed at me for having a mole on my buttocks?"

Hearing this, Luan Bo opened his eyes again, and there was obviously a trace of excitement on his calm face.

"He, is it really you?"

"It's me, I'm here to take you out!"

Luan Bo, who had been locked up in this dark cave for half a year, heard that he could go out, and wanted to stand up excitedly, but he sat back halfway up.

It's not that he wants to sit back, it's that his true qi is controlled by regular injections of drugs, and his body is a little numb after a long time of immobility, and he can't stand up.

He Wen hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, and his eyes couldn't help but be a little rosy.

The two have been playmates since childhood, studying together, practicing martial arts together, fighting together, and having a deep relationship.

Seeing that his hair was small and now being tortured like this, he couldn't bear it.

"The Holy Envoy is really a clever plan, and sure enough, someone followed!"

"Catch them!"

Before they could say anything more, a group of people who had been in ambush outside rushed out and blocked the gap in the iron railing.

"Hurry up, He Q, you are not his opponent!"

Seeing the holy envoy, Luan Bo struggled and said.

"Since I'm here, I must take you out, but I still have to rely on your strength!"

When Luan Bo heard this, his head was a little big, and he looked like he wanted to die, and said in his heart, "What power do you have in my current situation? Chickens can't be killed!"

"Let Brother Luo explain it to you!"

He Wen pointed at Luo Ping.

Luo Ping smiled and nodded and said, "Brother He, you go up for a while!"

"You'd better hurry, it won't be long!"

As he spoke, He Wen slapped one of the disciples who had rushed in, and slowly walked to the gap in the iron railing, where he stood in the way of all the Holy Bishops.

"Mr. Luan, you relax your body, I'll help you expel the poison!"

Luan Bo didn't believe Luo Ping a little, because he looked too young and didn't feel like a master at all, if it wasn't for no other way, he really didn't want to be a guinea pig for this young man!

Luo Ping didn't care so much, after speaking, he knocked on Luan Bo's veins with one hand, and put one hand on his Tianguan acupoint, and the yin and yang qi poured into his body and began to circulate between the meridians.

After a little operation, Luan Bo's complexion changed, and he clearly felt that Luo Ping's true qi was devouring the toxins between his meridians, and the blocked veins were being unraveled little by little.

Looking at Luo Ping again, his face did not change, indicating that this toxin could not damage his true qi, and he couldn't help but sigh at the magic of the person in front of him.

After a few clicks, I heard He Wen shouting from behind: "Brother, how long will it take, I will be unable to withstand it!"

Luo Ping turned his head and saw that He Wen was being beaten by the holy envoy, constantly coughing up blood.

Intensify the speed of urging the true qi and say, "Mr. Luan, hold back the pain!"

"Ahh

As soon as he finished speaking, Luan Bo screamed and came, Luo Ping no longer impacted one acupoint at a time, but increased the amount of yin and yang qi, and continued to impact.

"You can stand it!"

Although he was a little weak, Luan Bo still said this, his face gradually turned pale, and his lips were bitten and bloody!

The holy envoy made a quick move, and He Wen's bones were broken and his tendons were broken in an instant, and he couldn't support it when he saw it.

"Chinese, go and die, this is the price of offending the Holy Lord!"

The Holy Envoy's fist contained strong strength, and he walked towards He Wen, who could only stand against the railing, as he spoke.

He Wen hugged the iron railing with his two arms, plugging the gap with his body, and even at the moment of life and death, he did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

The holy envoy's smile became more and more hideous, and he smashed it with a punch, hitting He Wen's five internal organs churning, and cracks spread one after another.

The powerful body of the fifth turn Xiao Zhou Tian also showed traces of blood, which came from the inside out.

His legs went limp, and his arms holding the railing gradually lost their strength, and he slowly collapsed.

The holy envoy was lucky again, this punch went straight to He Wen's head, once it hit, it would inevitably shatter the brain, and the gods couldn't save it!

At this moment, a force blocked him for a moment, and at the same time pulled He Wen's body back.

The next moment, Luan Bo stood up and used his true qi to collide with the Holy Envoy's fist, shocking the other party to take a few steps back.

"Let's go!"

He turned to Luo Ping and said, and then he killed himself among the many disciples.

At a glance, Luo Ping knew what He Wen said, the gap between the fifth turn of the small Zhou Tian and the sixth turn of the small Zhou Tian is really big and scary.

In the battle group of those two people, even if it was a master of the fifth turn Xiao Zhoutian, he was seriously injured in an instant, and he had no strength to fight at all!

Luo Ping turned his back on He Qian, condensed the magnetic field and fled away.

He constantly used the Great Freedom Inner Sutra to ask why to heal his wounds, so that he gradually woke up.

"Where to go!"

The fat old man appeared in front of Luo Ping, wrapped in layers of magnetic fields, blocking the way with his three apprentices.

The sixty-four hexagrams were running wildly, and the magnetic fields were constantly converging, and Luo Ping's divine sense urged the magnetic fields to shatter the blockade.

The three young disciples of the fat old man were so shocked that they coughed up blood and flew upside down.

But when the fat old man took action in person, Luo Ping felt a huge pressure!

He found that his divine thoughts were far from being the opponent of the fat old man, and it was all thanks to the subtlety of the sixty-four hexagrams, which could expand the degree of condensation of the magnetic field, so that he could be able to hold on.

Moreover, the fat old man was always protected by two five-turn Xiao Zhou Tian's masters standing around him, and he had no chance to sneak attack with his true qi.

"Retreat over there!"

He Wen pointed in one direction and said.

Luo Ping shouted at Luan Bo, and rushed in the direction indicated by He Wen with the help of the magnetic field.

After running around for a while, it suddenly opened up in front of me, and it was a vast palace.

In front of the east-facing walls of the temple stands a statue of a western dragon.

This dragon looks extremely vicious, and its eyes exude bursts of weirdness, filled with blood-red light, which is breathtaking!

"Get over there!"

He Wen urged, and Luo Ping carried him on his back to break through the magnetic field barrier and fall on top of the head of the Western Dragon Statue.

The statue is seven or eight meters high, and standing on his head you can look down on everyone.

"Brother Luan, come up!"

He Wen stiffened himself and got off Luo Ping's back and called Luan Bo up.

A group of people wanted to step forward and grab them, but they saw He Wen take out an apple-sized thing from his back waist, and said weakly to everyone: "The explosive capacity in here is enough to blow up the entire cave!"

"I know that you have the means to stop the cave from collapsing, but your statue of the Holy Lord will be destroyed because of this, I don't know if you dare to bear this charge!"

All the believers began to panic, and even the Holy Envoy hesitated.

They are all brainwashed Holy Bishops, and the thinking of the Holy Lord is carried out throughout!

There are also regulations in the religion for a long time, and those who dare to destroy the statue of the Holy Lord will die.

"If you dare to destroy the statue of the Holy Lord, I will teach you to die!"

"I don't want to do this either, you guys stand back first, or you'll be burned!"

He asked persecution.

The holy envoy had a brief exchange with the fat old man, and slowly retreated backwards, and the fat old man was ready to attack He Wen with a magnetic field at any time.

However, Luo Ping stared at him for a while, unable to succeed.

"Brother He, as long as you stand for another five minutes and don't fall, Mr. Luan's poison can be solved, and we can kill it!"

"No problem!"

He Wen gritted his teeth and said!

Only he and Luo Ping knew how badly he was injured now, and if it weren't for the miraculous effect of the Great Freedom Inner Sutra Repair, he would not have been able to wake up now.

Under the heavy blow, even if he was supported by others, he couldn't stand, but with a will, he stood there with a bomb in his hand, looking down on the believers.

While Luo Ping was driving away poison for Luan Bo, he stared at the fat old man to prevent him from cheating, and he had no chance to help He Wen.

Three minutes passed, no matter how strong his will was, He Wen began to shake, a little unbearable.

In just three minutes, he almost fell down several times, and almost dropped the bomb.

But whenever he saw his young hair and his newly recognized brother Luo Ping, he told himself that no matter how difficult it was, he couldn't fall, otherwise not only would he die, but the brother behind him would not be able to live.

"He can't do it, do it!"

The holy envoy whispered to the fat old man, who understood, and urged the magnetic field to turn into a wave of energy and sweep in, heading straight for the bomb in He Wen's hand.

Luo Ping frowned, blocking that force with a magnetic field, but after all, he was doing his best to drive away the poison for Luan Bo, and he was distracted to deal with it, and there was no way to completely block it for a while, but there was still a wisp of power that penetrated into it and impacted He Wen's hand.

The force turned into an invisible blade and slashed down.

He Wen wanted to dodge, but his body didn't allow it, and the whole person fell down obliquely.

The connection between the blade of the magnetic field and the fat old man was cut off by Luo Ping, and he could only slash down in the original direction, and he ran to the hand holding the bomb.

"Let go!"

Luo Ping roared, he was entangled by the fat old man and had no way to return to help, so he could only remind him.

But if they let go now, the bomb would definitely be dragged by a few of the fat old man's disciples, and the three of them would be really dangerous at that time.

He Wen didn't do that, and used the last trace of strength in his body to retract his hand with all his might.

The blade of the magnetic field was not cut right, but landed on the three fingers he was exposed to the outside, and the bones were cut off in an instant, and the fingers fell.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, even if He Wen is such a world-sweeping character, there is no way to face it, the pain is quickly transmitted to the brain through the nerves, and he let out a miserable scream.

But in an instant he suppressed the pain, and he grabbed the bomb with his thumb and little finger, leaning against the dragon's horns.

Gritting his teeth, he struggled to hook the bomb ring with one finger of his right hand, ignoring his bleeding fingers.

"It's done!"

Hearing this low shout, He Wen's crumbling body could no longer support it, and he slipped down the statue of the Western Dragon, and the finger that hooked the pull ring was also uncontrollable, and he was about to pull it down!