Boom Boom –

The people in Qulan Town, who had just woken up from their sleep and had not yet figured out the situation, were startled by the muffled thunder and looked up.

Thunder rolls and dark clouds like ink!

With the picture scroll in the sky as the center, dark clouds covered the sky over the entire Qulan Town.

This is just the influence of the power of the runes in the painting world that has spilled over slightly, and in the painting world, under the traction of one hundred and eight thunder runes, the scene is even more majestic!

Thunder 100,000,000, heaven and earth dragon snake sting!

When the thunder in the sky tore apart the dark clouds and turned into angry dragons roaring down, they saw the thunder and did not hear the sound!

The thunder light permeated the heavens and the earth, and also illuminated the resolute pretty face of Shanyu.

Although she uses the way of the run, she also uses the way of the sword, but in fact, these two paths are not the way she cultivates, but the path of the road she wants to take is different from that of ordinary people, so she follows the master's order and temporarily uses the way of the rune and the way of the sword as the way to protect the way.

One hundred and eight thunder runes, this is already her limit!

One hundred and eight thunder runes came out together, and such a power had already far exceeded the limit of the Spirit Sea Realm, even if it was the cultivation of the Shentai Realm, it could be split into charcoal!

Shanyu gritted his teeth, pinched the trick with both hands, and supported his right hand with difficulty with his left hand, as if holding the moon.

The one hundred and eight runes around him are like schools of fish swimming happily on the bottom of the sea, connecting the power of heaven and earth, turning into a brilliant blue thunder!

Thunder is born to restrain ghosts, this is the rule written into the avenue!

Therefore, even if that Xi Changyue is now in the Longmen realm, as long as he does not enter Vientiane for a day and reaches the realm of "Heavenly Domination, Vientiane Grandmaster", the thunder will still be a ghost nemesis!

In the midst of the thunderstorm, a pitch-black shadow suddenly fell and fell heavily to the ground.

Huai Zhi'an raised his eyes and found that the black shadow was none other than Sang Ziyan!

Now lying on the ground, his breath is faint, and he is almost dying.

But at this glance, how can there be traces of lightning strikes on the body?

Huai Zhi'an understands, this guy must have a special fetish!

Originally, he didn't plan to care, but Huai Zhi'an thought about it, and still trotted over and dragged Sang Ziyan to a safe place.

Although this guy has a bad temper, his performance just now is worthy of the name of the Great Qin Immortal Dynasty Candle Dragon Division.

"Who's who, can you squeak?"

Huai Zhi'an squatted beside Sang Ziyan, seeing that the other party had air in and out of air, and thought about whether to find a random place to bury it.

The blackened Sang Ziyan opened his eyes slightly with a tremble, glanced at Huai Zhi'an, and then pointed to the waist bag on his waist with trembling fingertips.

Huai Zhi'an suddenly held Sang Ziyan's hand and nodded heavily.

"I know what you mean!"

"Your temper is a little stinky, I didn't expect to be quite a man when I was dying, but I can't take your things for nothing, bring them back to help you erect a monument when you dig your grave."

Sang Ziyan's eyes widened and he glared at Huai Zhi'an.

How can there be such a brazen person? When did he say he was going to give this guy his waist bag!

I, Sang Ziyan, is death, and I will die in the hands of that ghost, and I will not ...... Well?

A herb-flavored pill was stuffed into Sang Ziyan's mouth by Huai Zhi'an.

When the pill was entered, it instantly turned into a warm current that ran down the throat and into the body, and then flowed to the limbs and hundreds of bones at an extremely fast speed.

The warm current carries incredible healing power, and in just a moment, Sang Ziyan's blackened body visibly regained some luster, his breathing was much smoother, and his vitality was greatly restored!

Huai Zhian casually threw his waist bag back to Sang Ziyan, clapped his hands, turned around and left.

"Hey ......"

Looking at Huai Zhi'an's back, Sang Ziyan suddenly stopped him.

"What?" Huai Zhi'an wondered.

Is there anything to say between the two of them?

The weak Sang Ziyan glanced at the thunder in the sky not far away, and then looked at Huai Zhi'an: "What are you still doing here?" Let's find a way to go, that ghost thing is not something you can deal with. ”

After thinking for a moment, Huai Zhi'an raised the long sword in his hand jokingly: "Why don't I go and kill him?" ”

Sang Ziyan gritted his teeth: "Do you think you can use a broken sword as a sword cultivator!?" ”

In Sang Ziyan's opinion, Huai Zhi'an, a wild Taoist priest, is obviously an individual cultivator, but he just carries a broken sword and pretends to be a sword cultivator!

What about the sword cultivator who pretends to be Nima?

Huai Zhi'an pursed his lips, turned around and left.

"And ......," Sang Ziyan spoke again.

"What are you doing?" Huai Zhi'an was impatient.

Sang Ziyan was silent for a moment and then spoke: "Next time you drag someone...... Turn people around, don't put their faces on the ground, it hurts. ”

Huai Zhi'an blinked.

Is it possible, he said maybe, he actually did it on purpose!

The thunder was like rain, I don't know how long it was splashed, the mountain language finally couldn't support it, the spiritual power in the body was exhausted, and the panting temporarily stopped, and the lines of the talisman seal around the body also dimmed a lot.

"Are you alright?"

Seeing that Shanyu couldn't even stand on his feet, Huai Zhi'an kindly helped him.

Shanyu shook her head, trying to shake the vertigo out of her mind.

"It's okay, it's just that my spiritual power is exhausted and I need to take a break."

"That ghost thing ......"

Looking at the thunderstorm that gradually stopped, Huai Zhi'an frowned.

"He'll be fine."

Shanyu took a breath and whispered, not even looking at the results.

Shanyu took off the mixed yuan umbrella on his back and stuffed it into Huai Zhi'an's hands.

"Take it!"

Shanyu looked directly at Huai Zhi'an's eyes fixedly, his eyes were as graceful and beautiful as the green mountains, and they were full of indifference like autumn water, although his face was pale and weak, but he was still beautiful and good-looking.

When he got closer, Huai Zhi'an realized that the girl in front of him was still a little bit of baby fat.

"Although this Mixed Yuan Umbrella is just a gadget forged by Uncle Liuyun, it is still no problem to block the Dragon Gate Realm for a moment." Shanyu didn't notice Huai Zhi'an's gaze, and still asked urgently.

"Don't think about fighting that ghost, look for a chance, just run if you can!"

Looking at the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, Huai Zhi'an smiled bitterly and understood.

The other party wants to return the so-called "two favors" to him.

The girl in front of him was a very unfrank person in his eyes from the moment they met.

If you say something good, it's called ethereal, and if you don't say it, it's self.

The girl's behavior is only because she wants to, so she does not care about the wishes of others.

At this point, Huai Zhian felt that the two of them were actually quite similar.

"You give it to me, what are you going to do?" Huai Zhi'an looked at Shanyu seriously.

Hearing this, Shanyu hesitated for a moment before speaking, "I have a way to kill that ghost." ”

Huai Zhi'an raised his eyebrows slightly, he now knew that in terms of realm, there was a difference between mountain language and that ghost thing.

"I have a way to kill him, but I can't necessarily stop it, so if you're here, maybe even you'll die." Shanyu said softly.

As for Sang Ziyan?

I'm sorry, he wasn't in Shanyu's care, and Shanyu didn't take the initiative to avoid Sang Ziyan's existence even when the 100,000 thunderbolts fell before.

Not dead? It's not a big death, and I may have to die again later.

He's dead? It's okay to die, but you don't have to die again later.

"What about yourself?" Huai Zhi'an felt that something was wrong.

Shanyu just wanted to speak, but saw Huai Zhi'an in front of him suddenly move, and Sang Ziyan's anxious reminder sounded in his ears.

"Be careful!"

Before Shanyu could think, Huai Zhi'an pressed her shoulder with a palm and pushed her upside down and flew out.

"Huh?" Shanyu looked at Huai Zhi'an in a daze.

It turned out that on the ground where she had just stood, there was an oval-shaped pitch-black shadow changing strangely, like a muddy swamp, and like an endless abyss, and then a monstrous mouth suddenly rose from the shadows and swallowed it to the place where she had just stood.

It's just that because Huai Zhi'an pushed her away, she was swallowed at this time...... It's Huai Zhi'an!

Shanyu sat down on the ground, holding the mixed yuan umbrella given to her by Huai Zhi'an, and stared blankly at the place where Huai Zhi'an disappeared.

The giant mouth squirmed and changed, and finally turned into a figure, the person was majestic and tall, with green fangs, covered with pitch-black lines, and ghostly, and it was not a thing in the yang world at first glance.

Xi Changyue patted his stomach, looked at the girl with a smile, and said, "Solve one." ”