The suddenly rising light curtain cut off the cuffs of Wen Guanjing, and the soft yellow sand had just stepped under their feet, and the others were dazed and did not dare to move, and tens of thousands of animals were surrounded by the light curtain.

These are eight large-scale, gorgeous and unusual prohibitions!

If it weren't for the fact that the Holy Maiden wanted to knock Wen Guanjing into the molten and Lin Luoran flew to save them, they might still be among the animals, unlike Fang Cai, who was on the edge of the plain and was able to escape quickly.

They began to feel uneasy, and even though the Holy Maiden and the four-hoofed beast were under great pressure, they also began to want to escape.

So Lin Luoran and Wen Guanjing, including the little green fox who "didn't appreciate it" in the mouth of the saint, before the two of them were in the mood to be glad that they had escaped, they saw those animals who were in a panic, and some of them hit their heads on the prohibitions, and they were not bounced off like the prohibitions that Lin Luoran had seen in the past, but killed mercilessly!

Yes, without ambiguity, without mercy.

Another mammoth, pushed by one elephant, planted its head on the light curtain, and the next moment, it was slaughtered into a lump of rotten meat, including the two long tusks that would surely be coveted by ordinary people, and they were also crushed into the pile of rotten meat.

The more the light curtain frightened the animals, the more they were confused. Lin Luoran couldn't see how many animals had died, because the eight huge light curtains were all painted blood-red from the inside, blocking the view from the outside.

At this bloody moment, Lin Luoran suddenly felt a ridiculous sense of happiness - how gentle and amiable the prohibition of the space was like QQ candy, and even the complaint that he couldn't enter the cabin disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The saintess naturally discovered Lin Luoran's escape, perhaps just like what she said, Lin Luoran and the two were just small qi practitioners in her eyes, and they had no weight at all, so she didn't arrest them back.

Lin Luoran was careful, and she had long noticed the title of "Qi Practitioner" in her mouth, this kind of title, she had heard once, was under the lonely peak in the secret realm, the "Venerable" who almost killed her and made the remnant soul of the white fairy fall into a deep sleep.

The white fairy said that it was the Great Demon of the Flood Desolation.

Lin Luoran is no stranger to the flood wilderness, in the coma after saving Bao Jia, she was like she was in the scene, and saw the back of the robed man, and the background where he was was was the powerful flood wilderness of the alien beast.

Monsters are not terrible, just like Xiao Jin, like the Scorpion King, like the little green fox, to some extent, they can all be called demons, but they can be named "big demons" by the white fairy who once had the late cultivation of the Yuan Infant, which is really terrifying.

Once the flood passed, no one called the Chinese cultivators "Qi Practitioners", they were all called cultivators, monks—if this holy woman were monks, she would not call them "Qi Practitioners".

It can be seen that the origin of the saint seems to be very old.

However, she looks like she knows the little green fox, which is too contradictory.

"Do you know her, little fox?" Lin Luoran lowered his head and soothed the little green fox who had not yet recovered from his fear, and the latter's little head shook like a rattle.

If the little green fox really doesn't know her - then this holy woman is an outlier with a long history who seems to have some relationship with the little green fox or its ancestors.

This is not important, because now this outlier seems to be planning to let go of these two little qi practitioners, and for Lin Luoran, the important thing is that the saintess has a face that is exactly the same as Bao Jia!

She is not Bao Jia, but it is likely that this body is Bao Jia's.

As long as he thought of this possibility, Lin Luoran couldn't leave safely.

The saint said it was a sacrifice...... People usually sacrifice only when they have received some kind of power that is not their own.

If these tens of thousands of animal creatures are so-called sacrifices, where do the towering jade steps lead?

Lin Luoran looked up at the bright starry sky, and for no reason remembered the mural they were looking for on this trip. Colorful apertures, desert lands, and monks who disappear into the aperture...... If thousands of years ago, the Yuanying monks disappeared from the earth through this method of sacrificing tens of thousands of animals, this possibility is not impossible.

She heard it clearly, the saint once said that she wanted to leave with the little green fox, after the little green fox "did not appreciate it", the tone of the saint was annoyed and angry, as if she gave a great opportunity to the little green fox, the latter refused to accept, so that the rare kind-hearted saint was slapped in the face once.

Leave...... Where to go is a great opportunity, will it be like the secret realm, for cultivators, the cave heaven blessed land where the spiritual energy is extinct, or is it just to leave the earth...... Oh, and in the novel, I prefer to refer to this situation as "boundary".

But after a thousand years, there is no Yuanying monk again, which means that this is a one-way road of no return! Lin Luoran clenched her hands, then she couldn't look at the holy woman, manipulate the body that might belong to Bao Jia and leave, and never returned......

"Stop!!"

Seeing the Holy Maiden walking farther and farther on the jade steps, and the Eight Great Light Curtains were also shrinking, killing more animal creatures, Lin Luoran couldn't bear it anymore.

In the eyes of today's cultivation world, the high-ranking foundation building period monk may not have the power of a single blow in the eyes of the holy woman, but Lin Luoran still summoned the Zhao Sword very stubbornly.

The phoenix-headed flying sword that flashed with a smart blue light was spitting light in Lin Luoran's hand, and Zhao Xue was a five-grade flying sword, beautiful and moving, and powerful. But under the backdrop of eight large light curtains, its light was almost insignificant, and under the noble and mysterious jade steps, Lin Luoran and the Zhao Sword in her hands were as small as a grasshopper under a big tree.

So the holy woman, who was standing on the steps, turned around, her long narrow eyes were indifferent, but the corners of her mouth smiled contemptuously.

Today's indigenous qi practitioners are really ridiculous.

For example, the owner of this body, what is it called, yes, the rookie of Bagage, will actually threaten her when the "miracle" comes, and if she dares to hurt her friends, she will mix up this body.

The saint felt extremely ridiculous, a rookie who had just stepped into the threshold of qi training, and deserved to bargain with her? The Holy Maiden didn't even listen to her, and in one fell swoop destroyed the body's negligible divine consciousness - it is very sad that the natives never understand the magic of spiritual power, and they have no divine sense, but they cannot use it correctly.

However, this kind of cultivation as a lowly native, soon caused trouble to the holy woman.

These two qi practitioners, who seemed to be the friends she was talking about, felt a feeling of blockage in her body when the saint girl flew the male qi practitioner, and she only thought it was a problem that the new body had not yet adapted to, and she didn't care too much.

As for the other female qi practitioner, the saint felt that she was much stronger than this body, and she regretted that she didn't find a better body at first, and the saint's expression of regret was that if she couldn't get it, then destroy it.

The purpose of attacking Lin Luoran was not just to destroy her right hand.

It was a careless, but deadly blow.

Only this time, there was strong opposition from the body...... This kind of physical instinct is reluctant to attack her friend's resistance, which almost makes the saint feel that at that moment, she is about to lose control of this body! So that blow, which ended with the temporary compromise of the Holy Maiden, only injured the right hand of the female qi practitioner.

And now, this qi practitioner who was forgiven by himself actually shouted arrogantly under the steps, and the saint's eyes narrowed, did she want to find death?

Huge beads of sweat flowed down Lin Luoran's forehead, and in the eyes of the holy woman, Lin Luoran felt the stinging pain of his divine consciousness and the pressure that was omnipresent all around him.

Just one glance made her feel like she was under heavy pressure...... This holy woman seems to be the culprit who suppressed their divine consciousness?

Lin Luoran gritted her teeth, she naturally knew how powerful the saint was, she had a feeling, let alone the saint, she couldn't even fight that four-hooves on fire, strange-looking animal.

If the other party is a big tree, then he is a tiny grasshopper.

If a mayfly wants to shake a tree, it has always been ridiculed, but Lin Luoran is not afraid of being ridiculed. She is not very qualified, but she is definitely not small.

She is usually calm, but when she is poked against the scales, she will transform into a hot-blooded stunned green - hot blood means that someone wants to bleed, but Lin Luoran is not afraid.

So in the mocking smile of the saint, in the worry of Wen Guanjing, and in the disbelief of the little green fox who had seen a ghost, Lin Luoran was like a sharp arrow with a bow drawn, and with a whoosh, the pilot's flying sword rose into the sky and rushed towards the jade platform.

She flew by the light curtain, the speed was amazing, and the sword of Zhao Sword skyrocketed, this is the third form of the sword technique, "Ruixue".

Ruixue Mega Year, this is a very beautiful name. Just like "frostfall", the more beautiful the name, the more unpredictable the power.

Lin Luoran's attack, the saint didn't pay attention to it at all, even if this sword move was amazing, but the difference in strength between the two was like an adult and a young child, even if the young child imitated Ultraman's tricks on TV, shouted at the adult, "Monster, I want to destroy you", and then rushed over - what adult would care about such an attack?

Lin Luoran was greeted by the four-hoofed fire beast, which quickly stopped this self-immeasurable little qi practitioner, and was about to kill her with one move, but found that her neck was weakly turned, and her whole body froze.

Most of the body of the four-hoofed fire beast was frozen by the sudden snowflakes, and its movements were slowed down. It had only four hooves on its body, and it was still in flames, and the rest of it was covered in snow, unable to move.

This is the hot Kalahari Desert, how can there be snow?

This is Ruixue...... A sword with a beautiful name, but with great power!

Seeing that the ice and snow on the neck of the four-hoofed fire beast had cracked marks, Lin Luoran slashed down with a sword, and the Zhao sword slashed on the single horn of the four-hoofed fire beast, making a clanging sound, the horns of the beast were hard, and the Zhao sword returned in vain, after being shaken away, it only cut the skin on the neck of the four-hoofed fire beast, and a small stream of beast blood gushed out, splashing Lin Luoran's head and face.

The saint who didn't expect the beast to suffer was furious, regardless of the instinct of the body, and her spiritual power covered Lin Luoran like a big net, and the latter didn't realize the joy of Xiao Sheng, so she couldn't move at all, and was thrown down by the saint - below, it was naturally the light of death.

"Senior Sister Lin!!" Wen Guanjing's eyes turned red, and the sword rose, his heart was urgent, but his flying sword was not longer than his speed.

What to do...... The little green fox seemed to see Lin Luoran's pitiful end, and held his eyes very worriedly.

Seeing that Lin Luoran was about to be hit by the light curtain, suddenly a rag flew out of the dark corner and enveloped her.

The saint's face changed: "Who's there!" ”