A strange-shaped monster smirked and pounced on Qin Ran, the intelligence of these monsters did not seem to be low, knowing that they could not easily take down Qin Ran's "thorn head", so they simply used the "crowd tactics", trying to use this method to exhaust Qin Ran, in order to achieve the goal of besieging and killing him.

Qin Ran naturally knew that he was in a difficult situation, facing hundreds of terrifying monsters, even his scalp was numb when he looked at it.

But the anger surging in his chest did not allow him to retreat in the slightest, and after glancing at the trembling Terrans under the ruins behind him, Qin Ran gritted his teeth and pushed it out with one palm.

Wisps of spiritual power turned into gold and swirled in front of Qin Ran.

Streaks appear quickly and intertwine with each other, forming a complex network of intertwined roots.

A golden palm print of more than three feet in size condensed and formed in front of Qin Ran, the five fingers on the palm print were huge and slender, and the finger joints and palm lines were all clearly visible.

By the time it is fully formed, the golden palm print has almost condensed into substance, and the whole is filled with a majestic righteousness, simple and majestic.

"Go!" Qin Ran screamed lightly, the golden palm print instantly came out of his hand, and flew directly towards a nest of monsters in front of him, and there was a sound of breaking through the air during the march, and the sound was terrifying.

"Bang!" The palm print fell, and it exploded directly in the group of monsters, and the monsters who were slightly swept by the palm print instantly turned their bodies into powder.

This golden palm print was so powerful that it directly destroyed nearly ten monsters.

But Qin Ran didn't dare to have the slightest sense of joy, but his heart became heavier, and at the same time, his mouth was also panting heavily.

This was the first time he had used the seal recorded in the Haoran Sword Dictionary with all his might, and the power exceeded his expectations.

But this consumption is not your average horror. With just that blow just now, he removed two or three percent of his spiritual power, which means that even if he tried his best, he would only be able to hit five golden palm prints at most.

And there are still nearly a hundred man-eating monsters here......

Just in the illusion, when Qin Ran's heart was heavy, outside the illusion, the middle-aged scribe looked at everything that happened in the illusion with a shocked expression.

"This ...... Master's Haoran Sword Codex, how could it be displayed by this kid?" The middle-aged scribe was dumbfounded, but in an instant, he seemed to remember something, and said with a sudden face: "I remember, in the early years, when the master had not passed away, there were copies that were extended and scattered, hoping that someone who was destined to get it could be helpful. ”

"It seems that I have also heard that these two parts fell into the hands of Senior Brother Mu Qingyun respectively...... Yes, a few days ago, the two gambled against each other, and it seems that they bet on this Haoran Sword Codex. The middle-aged scribe nodded thoughtfully, "It seems that Mu Qingyun gave it directly to Qin Ran, a kid." Tsk, it's really generous, but it's also like him. ”

"Interesting, I originally wanted to investigate this kid's natural ability again, but now it seems that it is not necessary. To be able to display such a power in the seal of the Haoran Sword Code in a few days, this talent is much stronger than mine. The middle-aged scribe muttered, his eyes appreciative and slowly got up.

Since the investigation is almost the same, there is no need to waste any more time.

was about to wave his hand to remove this chrysanthemum illusion, but suddenly, the scene in the illusion made the middle-aged man's body stiffen again, and his eyes revealed an incredible color.

In the illusion, Qin Ran looked around vigilantly. The monsters had already surrounded Qin Ran, but they all stayed at a distance of nearly ten zhang, and they didn't dare to step forward easily.

At this moment, Qin Ran had already cast the seal of the Haoran Sword Code three times again, and the golden palm prints had caused those monsters to suffer heavy casualties, and now there were only fifty or sixty left.

But the haze in Qin Ran's heart lingered even more. He no longer has enough spiritual power to perform the seal of the Haoran Sword Codex, and if he continues like this, he will definitely die. There is absolutely no chance of survival for these human races behind him.

"Boom!" After a long stalemate, the monster group finally couldn't hold it anymore and rushed over in a swarm. These monsters also seemed to see that Qin Ran was already at the end of the crossbow and was in an unsustainable situation, so they rushed over even more desperately.

Qin Ran turned his head and glanced at the Terran race behind him, among them, there were also women and weak children with babies in their arms, all of whom looked at him with a look of hope. It's like looking at the last bit of hope for life.

They were still tired and still afraid, but Qin Ran was still there, as if he had also given them hope for life and made them look forward to it.

Qin Ran closed his eyes. I listened to the sinister laughter of those monsters slaughtering them. Suddenly opened his eyes, and black flames bloomed in his pupils.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here. Qin Ran said softly, as if he was making some promise to them and to himself.

Turning around suddenly, Qin Ran reached out and reached out for his palm.

Tiny flowers of black flame emanated from his hands, flying through the air, shooting towards the monsters.

"Whoa, whoa!" As soon as Black Flame touched those monsters, it directly stuck to them like a bone appendage, and spread on the surface of their bodies at an extremely terrifying speed, and the flesh and blood of the monsters seemed to have become the best accelerant at this moment, allowing the strange black flames to spread and burn wantonly, and also making the monsters wail in pain.

Qin Ran was like a bystander, staring at all this in front of him with indifference in his eyes, watching those monsters melt in the scorching of the strange black flames, watching them roll on the ground and howl in pain.

Soon, all the monsters were completely burned in the black flame, but the black flame did not disappear, and even skyrocketed in an instant, spreading towards the entire space, making this place directly turn into a sea of fire.

Qin Ran always watched all this indifferently, until the black flame dissipated on its own, and the vision finally returned to its original state, he was still standing in a field of autumn chrysanthemums, and not far away was still the middle-aged scribe who was drinking in it, but the expression on the latter's face at the moment was shocked and inexplicable.

A bead suddenly fell from mid-air, shattering into many fragments in front of Qin Ran's heels, and its luster also dimmed, obviously losing any spirituality and being unable to use it again.

Qin Ran looked at the grass house with cold eyes, looked at the middle-aged scribe, and said hoarsely: "Have you seen enough?"

"Ahem, enough has been seen, enough has been seen. The middle-aged scribe came back to his senses at this time, and in the face of Qin Ran's question, the middle-aged scribe looked a little embarrassed.

It was indeed his own request to ask Qin Jianyang to send his son over to meet him, and as a result, he came out like this as soon as they met. Qin Ran's upset was also expected by the middle-aged scribe.

When Qin Ran heard this, he didn't speak, just stared at the middle-aged scribe quietly.

The air instantly became awkward, and after a long time, the middle-aged scribe took the initiative to break the deadlock and said, "Ahem, virtuous nephew, it's windy outside, why don't you come in first to speak?"