Just when Li Qingyao was shocked and suspicious in her heart, a cold voice came from afar.

"The proud son who came out of Posa City does have some ability."

Li Qingyao turned around when she heard the sound and found that a dark-faced beast-faced man was flying towards them not far away.

Seeing that figure, Fan Luochen felt bad and quickly turned around and ran.

Li Qingyao, "Why are we running? ”

Fan Luochen's answer was also unusually straightforward, "Because I can't beat it." ”

Li Qingyao looked at Fan Luochen in slight surprise, and there was a little more temptation in her tone, "But you even know the Qiankun Formation, this is a well-known high-level spirit array." ”

"I still can't beat it."

“… It was I who offended. ”

Fan Luochen sighed, "That orc in black is the lord of the southern part of the Undead Grassland, and there are a total of four lords in the Undead Grassland, distributed in the four directions of east, west, north and south. Every lord has at least the strength of the Supreme Realm. ”

Li Qingyao, "How do you know?" ”

Van Luochen's face did not change, "Read a lot of books." ”

Li Qingyao was silent for a while, no longer asked, and only instructed, "Since you can't beat it, if you are hunted down and killed later, you don't have to worry about me, it is important to protect your own life." ”

Van Luochen, "I will protect you." ”

Li Qingyao: ......

But don't you say you can't beat it?

At this time, the black-faced orcs behind him were gradually approaching.

"He's catching up!"

Seeing the two of them fleeing, the black-faced orc hooked a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and then a burst of black poisonous gas struck towards Fan Luochen, trapping the two of them.

Fan Luochen didn't have time to dodge, and the orc slowly landed in front of the two of them, casting a coveted gaze on Li Qingyao on his back.

"Where did this come from, Mei Jiao Niang, I came to the undead grassland and was so seriously injured, why don't I hurt you."

Looking at his greedy expression, Fan Luochen looked cold, "Ugly and confident." ”

Black-Faced Orc: ?!

Gave you face?

"Where did the hairy boy dare to talk to me like that? Die! After finishing speaking, he threw a spirit blade with his bare hands, and slashed at Fan Luochen with murderous energy. The seal on the soles of Van Luochen's feet blocked this fatal blow.

But it was only reluctantly, and Van Luochen was well aware of the difference in strength between himself and the orcs.

He felt that he had infinite power, but he always lacked a key to open it.

Seeing that Fan Luochen had really blocked his own blow, the black-faced orc's original disdain gradually turned serious, gathered his spirit in his hand, and began the second wave of onslaught.

Seeing this, Fan Luochen said in a deep voice to Li Qingyao, "Hold me tight." ”

Li Qingyao was a little hesitant, hugging tightly was to tie the lives of the two people together, and if he let go, maybe he would have a glimmer of life.

As if sensing the hesitation in her heart, Fan Luochen continued, "Trust me." ”

The tone was very light, but extremely firm.

When he said this, his voice seemed to contain infinite bewitching power, so that Li Qingyao unconsciously reached out and wrapped his arms around his neck, gently pressing his body close to his broad back.

The Undead Grassland could not use a sword weapon, but Fan Luochen summoned a golden wheel.

Li Qingyao was the first time he had seen Fan Luochen's natal weapon, and their sword cultivation was all kinds of swords. She had thought that the Van Luochen Sword was so good, and she also added the Qingyun Sect's magic weapon, which must also be a rare famous sword in the world, until she saw this golden golden wheel suspended in mid-air.

The scorching scorching splendor is like the dawn of the sun, which makes people dare not look at it directly.

It's expensive, and it's beyond the limits of what the Terrans can see.

Looking at the golden wheel suspended in mid-air, like the dawn sun, the black-faced orc actually felt a majestic domineering aura in an instant. He stared at the golden wheel carefully, and subconsciously rejected the ominous premonition that crossed in his heart.

No, it's just a bluffing-looking golden wheel, how can it be a judgment wheel...

The difference between the two magic weapons is obviously 108,000 miles, but the aura is a little similar. What's more, the Wheel of Judgment is the thing of the Infinite Immortal Venerable, and the man in front of him...

The black-faced orc was trying to comfort himself, but he realized that his anti-Van Luochen's appearance was really heavenly. A little panic rose inexplicably in my heart.

It's not impossible.

If the person in front of him is really Wuji Immortal Venerable, then he is a dead word today.

Thinking of this, the black-faced orc gritted his teeth fiercely and said with a hard mouth, "Although you can do your best to take my first move, you can't take a second move!" ”

The left and right people have already been provoked, so it's better to bet big.

He bet that the person in front of him was not Wuji Immortal Venerable at all, and he would die under his second move!

So as soon as he made a move, he had no reservations.

Rumble!

The majestic and surging aura surged directly into a black giant hand in front of him, and the giant hand was covered with ancient lines, like a palm that held the sky, exuding strong oppression!

Li Qingyao felt the great coercion above her head, and her heart sank, is this the strength of the Supreme Realm?

The golden wheel collided with the giant hand fiercely, and after feeling the other party's reluctant support, a flash of excitement crossed the black-faced orc's face, and he became more and more vicious, "Press me!" ”

He couldn't be the Infinite Immortal Venerable.

That high-flying Immortal Venerable would never be so weak!

The black giant hand unleashed countless sharp arrows at this moment, one of which pierced straight into Van Luochen's eyes. Li Qingyao's eyes were quick, "Be careful! After saying that, he reached out and covered his eyes at the last moment, and used his remaining strength to form a spiritual barrier to resist the attack.

However, the spiritual barrier was shattered after a few breaths, Li Qingyao's arm was severely pierced by a sharp blade, and the moment the blood bloomed in mid-air, Fan Luochen heard an extremely forbearant muffled sound.

He was stunned, and an unprecedented anger rose in his heart.

At this time, an unfamiliar voice suddenly sounded in his head, "Do you want him to die?" ”

Fan Luochen frowned and responded in his heart, "Who are you?" ”

The man's tone was very light, like ice and snow, "I am you." ”

Hearing this answer, Van Luochen fell into a trance for a moment.

The black-faced orc on the opposite side laughed wildly, smug and resentful, "I thought your magic weapon was so powerful, but it was just a trick in it." You dare to argue with me? Boy, I'll give you a chance, and if you're willing to leave this woman at my disposal, then I'll spare your life. ”

Unexpectedly, Van Luochen did not give him an answer.

Seeing that the other party didn't have any emotional ups and downs, the black-faced orc couldn't help frowning, "Hey, are you deaf?" ”

"Presumptuous."

When he heard this voice, the black-faced orc was stunned for a moment, and laughed angrily, "What did you say? ”

And provocative, how the do you dare?!

Just when the black-faced orc thought he was blowing, a fierce wind suddenly blew across the empty grassland, blowing his clothes and making a hunting sound.

Feeling the ubiquitous killing power of the wind, the black-faced orc was instantly frightened, looked around, and finally relocked his gaze back to Fan Luochen.

Unexpectedly, his eyes changed.