The canopy of heaven suddenly went dark, and there was a lot of confusion among the people present, especially when the flaming red arrow that had been flowing suddenly dimmed and fell before reaching its destination, which made the monks on the other side confused.

With the undead blood clan making the final blow, there were a few screams in the darkness, and the Huaxia monks were even more panicked.

Someone remembered the fireball technique in a panic and hurriedly cast it, but just saw someone here seriously injured and fell to the ground, and the fireball technique, which was usually the most effortless, became the size of a soybean oil lamp in the middle of breathing, and then extinguished.

Isn't fire allowed here? The monks have always felt that the Five Elements Technique is omnipotent, and they have never encountered this situation, how can this be good?

Not everyone has the clear eyes of Lin Luoran, who can see in the dark, and in the darkness the monks breathe heavier and lean on each other in order to reduce casualties.

In this panic, suddenly a faint light lit up in a certain direction, illuminating this huge courtyard, everyone looked in that direction, but it was Lin Luoran holding an unknown flower in his hand, the glimmer flickered, and the light source was steadily emitted, hoping to be suddenly lit up, many people will never forget this scene for the rest of their lives, Uncle Lin, who was holding a huge glowing flower, had a side face illuminated by the flowers, cold and calm, comforting their panicked hearts.

Because Lin Luoran has space, he is simply picking up rags, and the glow-in-the-dark plants he collected in the Kalahari Desert at the beginning did not expect them to come in handy at this time.

With the light, some people tried to tear up this "black cloth" that seemed to be covering everyone's heads, and each of them launched a tentative attack, but they were all like stones sinking into the sea, and there was no movement at all.

After slashing a sword, Lin Luoran didn't want to waste his spiritual power, so he stopped attacking and temporarily shifted his attention to the Stable Monk.

She remembers, it seems that there are still some night pearls? Forget it, just pick up this glow-in-the-dark plant and come out, and don't show off anymore.

Everyone leaned towards her, but in fact, after that moment of panic, they remembered that even if they couldn't allow the fire light to exist, the magic weapon they used, the brilliance that flickered after being injected with spiritual energy, was not necessarily similar to fire.

The two siblings who were leaning together just now, including the bat demon, disappeared after the ghost light turned on.

The monks took out their magic weapons and tried to illuminate the courtyard more brightly, Lin Luoran thought about it, and then "picked" a few glow-in-the-dark flowers from the space and distributed them.

No matter how good the means are, the aura cannot withstand such a waste.

"Senior Sister Lin, ...... now?" There was no trace of the Blood Clan in the courtyard, including the corpses that had not had time to burn before, but on the side of the Huaxia monks, several people were injured in the dark and were groaning in pain.

Lin Luoran thought for a moment: "Save people first." ”

She had already stepped forward with a luminous flower in her hand, and if she was the most seriously injured, it was naturally the previous mid-stage Qi cultivation monk who had been almost sucked dry by Roddick.

Everyone gathered the injured together for Lin Luoran to check, and the monks who had been assigned glow-in-the-dark plants automatically stood on the periphery and acted as a vigilance.

People who lose too much blood will go into shock and coma, but after all, they are monks in the middle stage of Qi training, their physical functions are strong, and their hematopoietic ability is better than ordinary. ”

A pair of hands covered his neck, cool spiritual power was injected, the burning heat at the wound quickly disappeared, he felt his eyelids heavy, and he really fell asleep peacefully.

Everyone saw Lin Luoran check his injury, turned a pill into the wound, and stood up with a relaxed face.

"Uncle Shi, how is Senior Brother Mu?" A minor monk next to him was more anxious.

Surname Mu? This surname is not common, Lin Luoran's eyes swept to his face, Wen Guanjing had already seen the clue, and explained in a low voice: "He is the sixth child of the Mu family, Xiao Mu's cousin." This time, he pestered me to bring him first, but fortunately it was fine, otherwise I really don't know how to explain to Mu Lao. ”

Mu Tiannan's cousin? Looking closely at the similarities between her eyebrows, Lin Luoran suddenly remembered that since she suffered in the Blood Pool Underground Palace, she hadn't seen the Mu family for a few years, presumably after many years, his child would also play soy sauce? The situation did not allow Lin Luoran to think about it, she checked the remaining few injured monks, the external injuries were easy to handle, but one of them was caught off guard, and his left hand was almost cut off, Lin Luoran was a little sad, the little monk's face turned white in pain, and he was still comforting her that it was okay, how could she not know that this monk's hand was only afraid that it would be useless.

Although it is not the right hand of the pinching seal, but Yang Guo is not what everyone is willing to do, Lin Luoran fixed the severed hand for him, stopped the bleeding, and was silent for a moment.

Xiao An, who had been silent, whispered: "Maybe there is a way to renew him...... Long ...... "He knew that there were many people at this time, and it was about the Dragon Palace, and Xiao An couldn't help but say vaguely.

Xiao An wants to talk about dragons...... Pith? Lin Luoran heard something meaningful, nodded at him, and signaled to speak later.

Xiao An went to Dongting Dragon Palace just for the dragon marrow, such a heavenly treasure, if it wasn't for Huizhu's own use, it was probably for Xin Yuanping...... Perhaps, it was for her severed hand?

Lin Luoran guessed that she didn't know how to use the dragon marrow, but she remembered the treasure of the Dragon Palace mentioned in the bamboo slips of the Han Tomb, except for "the spiritual wood that nourishes the soul?" , isn't there an elixir that can be reborn with severed limbs? She is already raising funds to purify the waters of Dongting, and there is always hope for completing the early mission, and it is best to get such a gift when the time comes, so let's find a way.

Lin Luoran comforted the little monk, and did not say it to death, sometimes rashly giving people hope, and if he couldn't do it in the end, it would turn human affection into hatred.

Seeing that she had given first aid to the injured and had been properly treated, the little monk who had asked about Mu Xiaoliu's injuries before asked quickly, "Uncle Shi, what should we just do now?" ”

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little sluggish, Lin Luoran deliberately slowed down everyone's confidence, and asked with a smile, "What's your name?" ”

The little monk secretly glanced at Wen Guanjing, and Wen Guanjing couldn't wait to pretend not to know him, but he heard the little monk say: "The younger generation's surname is Wen, his name is Runlan, and he is from the Shushan literary family. ”

It turned out that they were also juniors of the Wen family, and these cultivators were also united at critical moments, and even the juniors in the early stage of Qi cultivation were willing to send them to take risks, which made Lin Luoran's bad impression of them dilute a little.

There was a faint smile on everyone's faces, and the helpless feeling of the sudden arrival of darkness diverted Lin Luoran and Wen Runlan's gaze during the conversation.

It took Wen Runlan a while to hear that Lin Luoran was coaxing him as a child, and she was a little unhappy: "Uncle Shi, you haven't answered my question yet!" ”

Seeing that everyone was waiting for her answer, Lin Luoran didn't know where this transformation began, she had already become the backbone of this group of monks.

"Runlan, you said that if someone suddenly turned off the light in your room, what did he want to do?"

Wen Runlan wrinkled her nose: "Scare me? ”

This kid looks eighteen or nineteen years old, so sincere, but it's not at all different from Wen Guanjing, Lin Luoran glanced at the latter, Wen Guanjing was made slightly red by the innocent answer of the clan brother, and couldn't bear to see him being teased by Lin Luoran anymore, so he turned his head aside.

Lin Luoran coughed dryly, "If someone suddenly turns off the lights, it's nothing more than to scare you and trap you, or he wants to deal with you, but he is not ready, and he has to drag you down." ”

Wen Runlan didn't seem to understand, "Hold us back...... So what do we do? ”

Lin Luoran looked at the luminous flower in his hand, pursed his lips and smiled: "If someone steals the light that belongs to you, we will have to wait." ”

What are you waiting for? Wait until the dead bat can't hold its breath anymore and take the initiative to jump out.

Thought I'd send someone to explore the yard and the rooms one by one, and then tell you to break them down one by one?

Dream on, you-

Lin Luoran clapped his hands, "Are you hungry?" Uncle Shi is not short of food, and he can definitely afford to spend it with that bat demon. ”

Everyone had a black line on their faces, and Uncle Lin looked cold, how could he still think of eating at this time...... Is this the difference between a super genius and an ordinary person? Look at the psychological quality of others, tsk!

Lin Luoran had a smile on his face, but quietly set his eyes on the dark place that the luminous plants could not reach.

The bat demon's divine sense must be very strong, and it actually shrouded this place, so that she couldn't detect any movement, what did it want to do? And whether the hole cards he relies on are 100% sure, Lin Luoran's psychology shook slightly.

Wen Guanjing didn't know where to steal the guts, but quietly shook her hand behind someone's back.

The back of some slightly cool hands was covered by warm palms, Lin Luoran's eyelids jumped, but when she saw Wen Guanjing looking at her without a heart, she knew that this was nothing to do with Fengyue, everything was in silent encouragement.

This kind of cognition gave Lin Luoran a subtle illusion, even if she was now one step ahead of the advanced foundation building, Wen Guanjing, who was still staying in the Qi cultivation period, was still more like the "Senior Brother Wen" she knew at the beginning, and it would always give people a sense of peace of mind.

The situation changed suddenly, and the monks and Lu Sanchun who stayed outside didn't know how to worry about it.

You have to get out as soon as possible - do you want to choose a hard attack?

Lin Luoran was a little undecided.