Mo Yao saw the two little birds that Yuan Qingsong and Yang Xiuxiu had turned into snuggled together and trembled, and his heart immediately felt unbearable. Lang Xing's supernatural powers according to the demon eyes are overbearing and abnormal, Mo Yao thought about what she had learned, but she still couldn't think of a way to crack it, that is, she had a way to crack this demon eyes, which could help Yuan and Yang recover their bodies, and they would be reluctant to be ashamed of their identity as a disciple of Taixu, and it would be inconvenient to offend such righteous sects as Fenlongguan for the sake of two demon clans who were just thin friends. Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh faintly, don't look over, I can't bear to look at the pitiful appearance of these two little birds.

Ye Lan didn't have Mo Yao's many concerns, he had never had any distinction between the demon clan in his heart, when he was on Liuye Island, he also made a lot of friends from the demon clan, and he talked very happily with Yuan and Yang in the past two days, seeing that his husband and wife came to the lake in a good manner, and did not do any evil things, but they were beaten back to their original form by Lang Xing for no reason, and they couldn't help but be very annoyed, glared at Lang Xing, and shouted: "Xiao Daotong, people don't recruit you to provoke you, why are you so unreasonable, and you hurt people as soon as you come up?" Remove your supernatural powers and restore these two of my friends to their original forms, or I'll be rude to you!"

Lang Xing's face was full of mud, he couldn't see his expression, only a pair of black eyes were spinning, he listened to Ye Lan's scolding, and he was not angry, he grinned and said: "I only said that you two are also monsters, but who knows, but no, you say that I hurt people?" Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the two little mandarin ducks in the air, and then said: "Then what you said is not right, firstly, these two little birds are not injured, and secondly, these are obviously two little birds, how can they be regarded as people?"

Ye Lan saw that his eyes were full of cunning, hearing him so quibble, he didn't know how to refute it for a while, and in anger, he wanted to restrain this little boy and force him to withdraw the magic power of the demon eye.

Seeing that he was going to make a move, Lang Xing smiled even more happily, and he was about to catch up, but suddenly he had a hesitant look, and turned his head to Lang Yue and said: "Senior brother, the master said that the two of us are not skilled, we can send it or not, and we don't know the severity of the attack, so we can only deal with the demons, and we must not do it to the righteous monk, but now this big brother wants to do it, we can't just be beaten and not fight back, right?"

Lang Yue listened to his question, frowned, his face also showed embarrassment, he groaned slightly, pouted: "I don't know what kind of sect this person is, his cultivation, I don't think he is an unknown person, if he is a disciple of the Righteous Path Sect, we will kill him by mistake, and he will definitely be punished to face the wall, I think it is better not to provoke them." ”

Lang Xing couldn't help but stick out his tongue when he heard Senior Brother mention these four words of facing the wall, wrinkled his nose and said: "I'm most afraid that I have thought about it, and I will suffocate to ......death", speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head and said to Ye Lan: "This big brother, you are not a monster, I can't fight with you, if I kill you, I will be scolded by the master, you and this sister should go quickly!"

Ye Lan since he left Liuye Island to break into the northern Xinjiang, he has experienced a lot of vicious battles over the years, he won more with less, and defeated the strong with the weak, and he didn't know how many battles he had, at this time he saw a little boy who said that he didn't want to make a move, he was afraid of killing himself by mistake, and he couldn't help but feel angry and funny, but after thinking about it, he felt that this little boy was not speaking wildly, and the heavy pupil python was strong, and he made a move with the big python, although he didn't use all his strength, but after all, he suffered a small loss, and the golden python made a move in this little Taoist boy to "catch the dragon" Yuan Qingsong and Yang Xiuxiu's cultivation have reached the top of the fourth layer of the Yuan Infant Realm, under the clear light of this Lang Xing's eyes, there is no ability to resist at all, this little boy's cultivation can be said to be terrifying and terrifying, I really don't know what realm he has reached, even if he has reached the Chaos Realm, it is not uncommon for him to have made a move with such an opponent, it can be said that there is no chance of winning, he said that he was afraid of killing himself by mistake, it is indeed not a lie.

Ye Lan is not a reckless person, since the other party doesn't want to embarrass him, he doesn't need to fight with such a terrifying master, since this little Taoist boy is unwilling to withdraw his mana to turn the Yuan couple back into human bodies, then he has no choice but to bring these two little mandarin ducks back to the Jing Gang and think about it with Rong Bida.

Thinking of this, his figure flashed, and when he came to this pair of mandarin ducks, he gently held the two birds in the palm of his hand, and turned around to leave. But I heard Lang Yue shouting: "Wait! Leave these two demons behind!"

Ye Lan protected the two mandarin ducks with one hand and the other hand, turned his head and shouted to Mo Yao: "Hurry up!"

Mo Yao agreed, and rushed out side by side with Ye Lan, the old Zhang head was shrinking on the clouds, trembling with fright, Ye Lan knew that the Fenlong Guan was a righteous sect, and he would definitely not embarrass this insignificant mortal, so he didn't plan to take the burden of the old Zhang head, and the two of them were in the wrong shape, and they were going to fly in the direction of Liu Gong Island.

The two of them moved in a square shape, and suddenly heard Yu Zhenzi's shout, only to see the white light flashing, and a large white net had formed in all directions, firmly covering the two of them. I only heard Yu Zhenzi say loudly: "If the two of you want to go by yourself, we won't be able to stop you for a while, but you want to take these two demons away without saying a word, maybe you won't take our dragon view in your eyes!"

Ye Lan didn't say much, his right palm stretched out, and a touch of red flame swept out, Mo Yao didn't want to make a move with the disciples of the Split Dragon Audience, but seeing Ye Lan do it, where did she care about the same righteous path, she also snorted lightly, waved her hand, and a touch of Yuehua slashed straight down.

This white net is woven by the joint efforts of four Taoists, Yu Zhenzi is the best among the disciples of the Yuanying Realm of Fenlongguan, and the other three Taoists are also the fourth layer of the Yuanying Realm with him, and their skills are only slightly inferior to Yu Zhenzi. It's just that the four of them fought with the heavy pupil python for a long time, and they were all shocked to the point that their blood was surging, and at this time, the true yuan in the body had not recovered, and seeing the flames in Ye Lan's palm hitting the white net, the four of them only felt a scorching hot force attacking, and their bodies were shocked, and at this moment, Mo Yao's cold moon shovel had also been slashed. The four of them fought hard with Ye Lan's Xuanbing Fire Fan, and then they were slashed by the incomparable Yuehua, but when they heard the sound of the silk, like a cracked silk, the silk thread was flying, and the white net collapsed, and the four Taoists snorted in unison, their bodies staggered, and they took a few steps back in the air before they could barely stabilize their figures.

Ye Lan and Mo Yao broke through the barrier of Yu Zhenzi and the others with one blow, and they were about to rush away, when they suddenly saw a flash of green shadows, and Lang Xing was already blocked in front of the two, grinning: "I can't see that you two really have two strokes, if it weren't for the master's permission, I really want to compare with you twice......"

Lang Xing's face was full of mud, grinning like this, revealing a row of snow-white teeth, as thin as a braided shell, with his small figure and clear eyes, although through this face full of mud, he could still see that this little child's jade snow was cute, Ye Lan looked at him so cute, thinking of his thunderous methods, he couldn't help but feel ridiculous in his heart. He knew that if he didn't hurry up and leave, if Lang Yue also intervened to stop him later, he and Mo Yao would definitely not be able to leave, so he was ruthless at the moment, and struck at Lang Xing's door with a fist.

He knew that Lang Xing was superb, if this punch wanted to force him away, he had to use all his strength, so this punch used ten percent of his strength, he was anxious to leave here, and his heart gave birth to an indomitable spirit, this punch came out, the sound was like a dragon's roar, towering like Sumeru, the fist was halfway through, and suddenly the sound of Sanskrit singing was born, and the golden light shone in the air, as if there were pieces of flower shadows born out of thin air, and they fell.

This punch has such a might, Ye Lan was taken aback, and a thought flashed in his heart, only then did he understand that the skill used in this punch was actually the "Innocent True Technique" taught by the abbot of Tianning Temple, this Innocent True Recipe is difficult and complicated, although he and Mo Yao also practice this skill together every day, but the two of them can't touch the slightest bit of this Buddhist magical power, and naturally they can't talk about learning at all. But somehow, whenever Ye Lan encounters a real danger of life and death, this magic power will naturally appear at the bottom of the fist, the last time Ye Lan and Zhuo Wenchang had a life-and-death battle, it was with the strength of this innocent true trick that Zhuo Wenchang was stunned back, and now when he encounters a strong enemy like Lang Xing, Ye Lan unintentionally, he actually revealed the great power of this Buddhist magic power as soon as he made a move.

Seeing Ye Lan's punch, the golden light bloomed in the air, the heavenly maiden scattered flowers, and there was a faint sound of ten thousand Buddhas singing, she couldn't help but be shocked, and said in her heart: "It's actually a person from Daning Temple! Didn't Master say that the disciples of Daning Temple are all bald donkeys? Why is this person's head full of green silk and more hair than my unsuccessful old miscellaneous nephews?" When he saw the power of this punch, he was afraid that Lang Xing would not be able to parry, so he hurriedly shouted: "Senior brother, get out of the way!"

Lang Xing was also stunned when he saw Ye Lan's punch, and then his eyes opened, with a solemn look in his eyes, and his palms were closed, and a clear light appeared in front of him. The golden light collided with the clear light, making a loud bang, and the sound waves were everywhere, causing the lake to stir and splash, and the waves went up several feet. Ye Lan only felt a sharp shock in his arm, his chest froze, he took two steps back, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Yao was shocked, she didn't expect that Lang Xing only protected her body with clear light, and did not fight back, she could shock Ye Lan to the point of being injured and vomiting blood with the power of the anti-shock, she panicked in her heart, hurriedly supported Ye Lan, and asked, "Brother Lan, are you ...... Are you seriously injured?"

Ye Lan glanced down at his left palm, and saw that the two mandarin ducks were lying on top of his left palm, although they were still terribly afraid, but they were protected by themselves with true yuan and were not injured. Seeing that the two birds were fine, he felt slightly relieved, nodded lightly to Mo Yao, signaled that it was okay, raised his eyes and said to Lang Xing: "Thank you for the mercy of the little master!"

Lang Xing's body protection Qingguang was shattered by Ye Lan's punch, and the punch was not stopped, and it hit him in the face, washing away all the mud on his face, leaving not a single star, revealing his extremely handsome little face. He listened to Ye Lan's words of thanks, suddenly blushed, and pouted: "Who showed mercy to your subordinates? Your punching technique is so powerful, my body protection and clear light can't be completely dissolved, and I was almost injured by you......" As he spoke, he turned his head to Lang Yue and said: "Senior brother, the black mud on my face was wiped out by this person's punch, not by me, and I couldn't keep these black mud and the little turtle you painted on my face for three hours, it's not that I don't keep my gambling contract, if you want to blame, then blame him!"