With the name of Lu Ran revealed by the Black Sky Dao, the entire [floating map] finally settled.

It was just as Lu Ran thought, the team that finally picked up the [floating map] was their team, but he didn't know that Kezhizi had been shattered, and the four of them had become three.

Lu Ran was still unconscious.

Hui Huan and Yang Ya were also absent-minded, and they couldn't see the slightest bit of excitement or joy in the two of them.

In the hearts of both of them, they were thinking about one person.

But the Son is indeed dead.

Is Qu Bieli still alive?

For teenagers, which is more important, gain or loss?

Behind the Black Heaven Daoist, five caretakers, people from all walks of life, and Taoist priests and immortal officials at all levels of the giant eye, soon flocked to it, almost filling the flat ground in front of this relic pool.

In the crowd, there are also a few joys and a few sorrows.

Several caretakers, including the Giant-Eyed Celestial Monarch who had been completely defeated, were all gearing up, waiting to share the fruits of victory, and according to the rules, each of them could choose one of the rewards at random as an example of this care.

Only Xu Fang had a dark face, and what he was most worried about was that things were still inevitable after all, and what he told Lu Ran was not completed because he fell into a coma.

But where is the spirit of the Son at this moment?

Could it have been included in the [Fallen Soul Cloud]?

In Xu Fang's heart, he was only worried, but he didn't want to show it too obviously, so he also patiently waited for the Black Heaven Dao person to speak.

But this Black Heaven Daoist had a smiling face there, and no longer spoke, but faced the west, as if he was still waiting for something.

After waiting like this for a while, the children of the Huanjiao behind him also gathered more and more, and there were many mortals who had been isolated from the [Futu] before, and they also rushed over to see what was going on and join in the fun.

After all, it is likely to be an exciting "awards" session, although these people do not have the courage or opportunity to participate in the [floating map], but they can see the natural treasures appreciated by the environmental teachings, and they can be regarded as able to increase their knowledge.

The crowd has been very quiet, only the "Jewel Dragon" in the distance is still making a clanging sound, but for some reason, it is already very faint when it comes here.

"Well, who are we waiting for? Why is it so hard to wait? ”

Finally, someone couldn't help it and asked.

Everyone looked at it, and sure enough, the only one who dared to speak at this time was the six-eyed black horse.

Only then did the Black Light Daoist open his eyes, still smiling, and said, "How do you know that I'm waiting for someone?" ”

The dark horse asked him, "Are you waiting for this young man to wake up?" ”

"What, can't you?"

"I've taken three Grade A Dan, and I still can't wake up, so I suggest that I get killed directly."

"Alas, no, no, no, the sect leader said, let this seat personally come to give awards to these three people."

"But what are you waiting for?"

"You wait with this seat, won't you know?"

"Then can I kill this Lu Ran first?"

“……”

This person and horse actually quarreled in front of these thousands of qi refiners.

But others, still the atmosphere does not dare to come out.

The six-eyed horse didn't just talk about it, the Black Heaven Daoist just didn't answer a word, he turned his head and grinned at Lu Ran.

In the horse's mouth, a little man in black clothes and black armor with six black flags behind his back flew out, the appearance of a great sage, holding a black stick in his hand, towards the sleeping Lu Ran, babbling and singing a little song I don't know what to sing, and at the same time as the last tail note fell, this stick, thunderous, smashed down.

This "black little saint" is only the size of a palm, and the stick in his hand is not as thick as a chopstick, but like this, no one present feels that he can be hard.

Only Huihuan's body moved, wanting to protect Lu Ran, no matter how bad it was, it was good to push him away.

However, Hui Huan also knows that if this stick comes down, Lu Ran will definitely die, and looking at this world, I am afraid that there are few people who can stop this stick.

Even the Black Light Dao man's expression changed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to stop it, but he shrank back.

It's too late.

If you go down with this stick, even if you are a true immortal, you will have to come out of all three souls and fly straight to Bliss.

But.

Lu Ran did not die.

Lu Ran will not die.

Xiao Sheng's stick, strong and solid, hit on a blue light, hit on a blue light that he couldn't beat.

The green light flashed again, Xiao Sheng's stick did not take it back, but turned the direction, and actually ran to himself, with a click, it was solid, hit himself in the face, and gave himself a stick.

Xiao Sheng threw away the stick, covered his face, and wept.

"Dare to hit my brother!"

Under the blue light, a delicate little girl with a bun and a green dress suddenly appeared, frowning and smiling, and said unhappily.

When the little saint saw this little girl, he didn't think about it, he didn't care about crying, he turned around and ran, and ran back into the mouth of the six-eyed black horse.

The six-eyed steed was also stunned, and forgot to close its mouth, and the eyes of the six horses widened at the same time, staring at the person in front of them.

"The one I'm waiting for, you're here." 33

The expression of the Black Light Daoist at this time was very subtle, as if everything was expected, and everything was beyond his expectations.

"This time, don't act rashly."

He slammed the halter of the six-eyed black horse under his seat, and it turned out that he had said this to it.

The six-eyed black horse closed his mouth and lowered his eyes, no longer looking at the little girl with blue eyes in front of him.

The little girl in Tsing Yi smiled mischievously, clapped her hands, and walked straight to Lu Ran.

The one who can save Lu Ran on such an occasion and in the hands of such a person can of course only be Qingwu.

Qing Wu didn't care about the Black Light Daoist and the group of people behind him, but smiled at Hui Huan and Yang Ya, who were also stunned, then turned around, picked up Lu Ran's head, and slapped him gently.

"Hey, wake up."

This slap went down, Lu Ran actually woke up, and I don't know what dream Fang was having, as soon as he woke up, he touched his body, and then reacted that the dream had woken up, Lu Ran rubbed his eyes, saw the green black in front of him, was very surprised, and asked: "Where am I?" ”

Qingwu didn't answer, and Lu Ran saw Hui Huan and Yang Ya next to him, sitting side by side with him.

He immediately noticed that something was wrong and asked, "What about the Son?" ”

With this question, tears welled up in Huihuan's eyes again, Yang Ya was okay, and answered Lu Ran truthfully: "The little woman broke it in order to save Huihuan." ”

"Broken?"

Lu Ran stood up suddenly, the flames in his eyes were all ignited, and then he saw that in front of the four of them, it was actually dense, in the sky and on the ground, there were thousands of people, most of them were wearing black robes, and they must all be from the Huanjiao.

Lu Ran faced the crowd, word by word, and asked very clearly: "Who did it?" ”

Neither Hui Huan nor Yang Ya spoke, but their eyes converged on the body of the Giant-Eyed Heavenly Monarch in the front row.

"Is that him?"

Lu Ran put the two drops of "green black blood" in his mouth against the tip of his tongue.

"It's him." The Giant Eye Heavenly Monarch took a step back, blinked his big eye, stretched his hand back, and brought a person out of the crowd and threw it in front of Lu Ran.

It was He Yuan.

It's just that the force of the giant eye heavenly monarch's throw is inevitably a little too great, and this He Yuan, when it landed, shattered into a few pieces of rotten meat.

In the end, this He Yuan didn't even have a word of defense.

Lu Ran sneered, of course he didn't believe Jumu's words, the "Miss Tree" in his hand was already creaking, and he was about to kill him.

"Brother—"

Qingwu snorted, stretched out his hand, and stopped Lu Ran.

"Don't worry, you will wait a minute, you will let me settle the account with these stinky Taoist priests of the Huanjiao first!"

Some people died, but not completely......