"In addition to the blood of the Divine Phoenix, there is another more advanced bloodline smell......"

The man licked the corners of his mouth, his nose moved slightly, and he stared at Shi Lan with thirst in his eyes, "Are you right or not...... Your bloodline is even more noble than the blood of the Demon Emperor, almost comparable to the emperor......"

As he spoke, the man's eyes became even hotter, and a few traces of saliva overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he muttered: "Supreme ......"

"This is a celestial demon, the strength is equivalent to about the realm of heaven and man, it is estimated that I have been eyeing you for a long time, I have been monitoring the entire battlefield just now, I didn't pay attention for a while, and handed over the control of the body to me, otherwise it will be difficult to get out." Loop openings.

Shi Lan sighed lightly in his heart, the smell of phoenix blood seemed to attract the attention of the demon clan very easily, and the same was true of the shape-shifting demon king before.

"Boom!"

Before Shi Lan could hand over the control of his body to the cycle, a golden light fell like a meteorite from the sky, kicking up smoke and dust dozens of feet high, and with it, there was a shadow of a stick in the sky, smashing down on the red-haired man's head.

The smoke and dust dispersed, and an old monk with his upper body stood with his hands folded, his body was like dyed gold paint, his height was nearly zhang, and his muscles were knotted.

Shi Lan knew this old monk, and he shot to suppress the terrifying combat power of a heavenly demon, which made it difficult for people to forget, the old monk's robe was long gone, and the previous demon pestle did not know where it went.

But judging from his golden palms, which were thicker than a mortal's waist and hips, his combat power was still terrifying.

The old monk's dignity reminded Shi Lan of the Zen King Kong on the title page of the King Kong God Fist, which was equally majestic and inviolable.

The shadow of the stick shattered the space, forcing the red-haired man back thousands of feet away.

A handsome man in his thirties in the air, holding a pitch-black long stick, was Jiyun, after the news of the retreat came, he first stabilized his small world where cracks had emerged, and then began to look for Shi Lan's figure, fortunately, it was not too late.

"Thank you for your help."

Feeling the depression dissipate, Shi Lan raised his hand and thanked him loudly, and for a while, he did not contact the handsome man in the air with the old man before.

Jiyun was slightly happy in his heart, bowed his head slightly, and looked very cold.

The old monk turned around, walked to Shi Lan, folded his hands, and said softly: "Nu Tanyue, may I ask where the Buddha beads on your means come from?" ”

Shi Lan sat on the back of a horse, and he was only able to match the chest of the old monk, and he had to look up slightly to see the old monk's face.

Hearing the old monk's words, Shi Lan glanced at the rosary on his means and said, "This is a little monk who gave it to me." ”

The presence of this rosary is not very strong, as Shi Lan uses the Vajra Divine Fist less and less, those blessings of a little strength have become dispensable, if it weren't for the old monk suddenly mentioning it, Shi Lan would almost forget this rosary.

"That little monk is called Wuyan, thirteen or fourteen years old?" The old monk's expression moved.

"Yes, he seems to be looking for his master." Shi Lan looked at the old monk and had a little suspicion, could it be that there was such a coincidence in the world?

Glancing at the herd of beasts not far away, Shi Lan motioned for everyone behind her to continue to rush to the fortress, while she stayed.

Her goal is too big, and it is likely to attract the demon clan powerhouse again, and it may be safer to follow the old monk.

"Wuya is the disciple of the old man, his character is stubborn, and he often runs away alone, where did the female Tanyue see him?" The old monk recited the Buddha's name and asked again.

Looking at the old monk who was chatting about the sky by himself, and the extreme clouds standing in the air, the red-haired man in the distance had dark eyes, and his consciousness turned into silk, and he conveyed part of the information to his many problems.

If you do this, you will inevitably get a piece of the pie, but if you don't do it, you will have to watch the pie.

Standing in the air of the extreme clouds, the heart is slightly uneasy, how could Shi Lan have contact with Zen Buddhism, and also formed a cause and effect, this Zen monk's ability to fool people is too great, in case Shi Lan's mind is knotted, escaped into the empty door, and was pulled to be a nun, wouldn't it be a big joke?

Thinking of this, Jiyun immediately spoke: "Master of Clearance, please press that demon bullet with me first, if there is anything, I will talk about it later." ”

"That's fine." The hands of the master of the clear space slowly left, and in the golden palm, a Buddha seal with the word "swastika" faintly shone brightly.

The clearance pulled out a very familiar posture from Shi Lan, which was the starting style of the Vajra God Fist.

"Click-"

The grand palm suddenly clenched, grabbing a pitch-black void in the void, and the muscles of the pure space were knotted all over, rising high, full of terrifying energy that could destroy the heavens and the earth.

"Boom-"

A golden fist, like a blazing sun, smashed into the red-haired man, and the momentum was unmatched, as if even if a star stood in the way, it could only be pierced.

The red-haired man's face changed drastically, he had never expected that the divine power of the clear sky would be so terrifying.

Jiyun shot together, and the pitch-black long stick in his hand also smashed down with his head and face.

Before the attack of the two arrived, a knife like a galaxy fell in the air, and more than ten terrible smells leaned over together, and received a message from the red-haired man, many heavenly demons who were besieging Luo Xiuleng, and simply pulled the battlefield over.

Shi Lan looked at the many demon clans in the sky that continued to approach, and for some reason, he felt a little bad, the land of right and wrong, he couldn't stay for a long time.

After many heavenly demons had spare time, after glancing at Shi Lan, who was about to leave on the ground, their hearts moved, and it was clear that the news sent back by the red-haired man before was not false.

The clear space complexion became solemn, and Jiyun's face was also a little embarrassed, and he shouted to Shi Lan: "Leave the ...... quickly."

Before the words fell, the aftermath of the battle between the strong men in the air destroyed the endless void, and the space fluctuated endlessly.

After several of the Heavenly Demons freed their hands, they immediately rushed towards Shi Lan.

There were six or seven Heavenly Demons who shot together, and the Extreme Cloud and Pure Sky Masters couldn't stop them at all.

Shi Lan's eyes sank, and she handed over the control of her body to the cycle, and at this moment she was powerless to protect herself.

Two brutal swords slashed out from Luo Xiu Leng's hands, and the targets were actually Extreme Clouds and Clear Sky Masters.

The faces of the two changed greatly, so they had to hurriedly resist, and the knife slashed at the side of the two of them, turning into a grand thrust, pushing the two of them out thousands of miles away, and there was a moment of disconnection from the battlefield.

"Boom!"

As soon as the cycle took over the figure, a spatial storm suddenly rolled up between heaven and earth, and in the center of the storm, Luo Xiu Leng and several Heavenly and Human Realm powerhouses of the Holy Martial Immortal Sect stood together, shrouded in a layer of faint white light, and then dissipated in an instant.

"It's time to die, the shattered empty jade refined by the emperor-level powerhouse! He put it in the air! ”

"Losho Cold ......"

"Bastard!"

A group of heavenly demons scolded angrily, and several heavenly demons still did not die, and they leaned towards Shi Lan against the space storm.

'Shi Lan' stood in place, closed her eyes slightly, ignoring the approaching few heavenly demons, feeling the spatial fluctuations in the field, and then a burst of spatial power poured out from her body, like a membrane, separating her from the surrounding environment.

A cloud of strange fluctuating energy spilled from her fingertips and melted into the space around her, like a spark leaping into a haystack, instantly igniting the chaotic spatial storm in the battlefield.

"Sneer......"