With Lu Ran's realistic cultivation, in addition to being greatly shocked, there are still many things that he doesn't understand.

The first one I don't understand, that is, Huantian Niangniang is known as the first in the combat power of the Ten Heavenly Monarchs of the Huantian Sect, but why was she defeated by the masked boy with one blow?

They are all immortals, how can the gap be so big?

The second one I don't understand, that is, where does the "power of patterns" in Huaihuang's mouth come from? And how does it work? And these immortals don't seem to have the strength to fight the masked people, so why waste their lives in vain?

The third incomprehension is based on the first two, as he has always thought, many of his incomprehensions of this immortal world often come from his own scarcity, until today, he has come to this dangerous situation related to the life and death of tens of millions of people, and he is still a layman.

But why did such a thing happen today, when he had already stepped into the door of formal cultivation?

Could this also be because he is the "destined person" of the Rausch?

In Lu Ran's heart, there was already infinite chaos, and a voice kept asking questions in his heart, looking for answers everywhere.

Biting his tongue hard, the man stopped for a moment, and Lu Ran took the opportunity to look to the left.

Lost the immortal camp of Huantian Niangniang, there are still eleven people, eleven people are not surprised or afraid of the death of Huantian Niangniang, but everyone has a fire in their eyes, and there is a tragic feeling of "fighting side by side to the last person".

And their leader, Huai Huang, still saw it in the second-hand market at the beginning, drooping his eyes, ordinary, that is, he looked more gentle and kind than ordinary old people.

But in terms of power and momentum, he may not be as good as his grandfather.

But he was half a position ahead of everyone, stood firmly in front, straightened his waist like a javelin, and looked up at the opposite side like an arrow.

Lu Ran felt sorry and wanted to say something to him, but the voice in his heart reappeared, shouting "Look at the right" and "Look at the right", so Lu Ran turned his head again and looked to the right.

On the right and after the throne, there were seven in all.

Different from the atmosphere of the immortals on the left, the expressions on the faces of these seven Ring Sect True Immortals were different.

Heitian Dao was smiling, and his two thin lips were like two scimitars, slightly cocked, at this moment, he felt a little chilling in his heart.

Qianshui Zhenjun has been half-closing his eyes, and the corners of his mouth are also smiling, but it is a contemptuous and proud smile, and he does not put the person in front of him in his eyes at all.

Sanyin Tianjun's face was trembling all the time, his two red eyes were also rolling in his sockets, and his nose was panting with a thick breath, like an enraged old scalper.

Jiu Yuan Tianjun hung cross-legged in the air, shaking his head, looking left and right, his usual innocent face, seeing Lu Ran looking at her, he also gave him a big flying kiss, and a pink heart-shaped bubble shattered in the air that flew in front of Lu Ran's eyes about three steps.

Insight into Tianjun, he still has that sickly appearance, tilting his head, holding his cheeks with one hand, drowsy.

The historian, although there was a trace of worry on his face, there was only a trace of it, and even more, he was still excited.

The excitement of being about to witness an "amazing event".

In short, these six people, although they have different expressions, all have almost the same certain attitude.

That was an attitude that Lu Ran was extremely familiar with.

Despise.

These six people, without exception, all of them despised the eleven people opposite.

The kind of contempt that is high up above.

It's like a beast to its prey.

Humans have a good relationship with grass mustard.

And the reason why they are like this may not be because they feel that their strength has crushed each other, but simply because there is a person who is sitting in front of them at this time.

The masked seventh man.

It was a man who couldn't see and didn't have an expression.

For this "sect venerable", Lu Ran also did not understand it very much.

He is obviously the young man he met in the "Little Immortal" a few days ago, but wearing a mask, how did he become the leader of the Ring Sect?

Or is this black iron mask the body of the sect leader, a young man, just a shell?

But his feeling of making people tremble at a glance and immediately think chaotic when he thought of it was indeed somewhat similar to the "Heavenly Princess" he had met before.

Looking at the colleagues of these two people, Lu Ran had a feeling of "out of body".

What kind of supernatural power is this?

What kind of magic weapon is it used?

What kind of elixir is eaten?

What kind of spell is used?

Or is it an illusion? An illusion that can't be broken by itself.

The more Lu Ran thought about it, the more confused he became, as if he had been walking on a road that was connected from end to end, and he was caught in a cycle.

in a ring.

Lu Ran looked down and saw a ring on his chest.

The ring of the Ring.

The owner of the voice in his heart finally showed his true face.

Lu Ran was taken aback.

The man looked exactly like himself, or rather, it was another self, wearing exactly the same clothes as himself, and there was fire in his eyes.

The man walked in the ring sweating profusely, and walked faster and faster, round and round.

There was no exit at all.

Lu Ran looked angry and distressed, and wanted to tell him to stop, but suddenly he heard the masked man on the throne speak: "What about you, Lu Ran, as the only two victors in this Huantian Jiao, which side do you think you should stand on?" ”

Lu Ran, who was in the ring in Lu Ran's heart, stopped.

His answer was – of course I should stand behind you.

- Of course I should stand behind you.

Lu Ran frowned, but he didn't answer.

He just lifted the thick spacesuit glove and slammed it on his helmet once, twice, three times......

The Lu Ran in his heart, although he was still in the ring, the huge shaking had already shut him up, he was thrown to the ground, raised his head and looked at himself coldly.

"I ......" Lu Ran opened his mouth and said with difficulty, "I want to think about it again, think about ......"

In fact, he has been thinking about it for a long time, and he has been thinking about which way to take this step under his feet.

Whether it's to the left or right.

These immortals on the left are actually not familiar with him, but Lu Ran feels that they are all good people, close to him, and his own kind.

At the same time, they also represent justice.

The immortals on the right are not necessarily completely evil, sometimes they are just a concrete image of this cruel world, and at the same time they represent power, if you want to eliminate this cruelty, you must attach, use or digest these powers.

On the left, it's a dead end.

On the right, the possibilities are endless.

"Is this choice difficult?"

Lu Ran, who was in the ring, was angry and shouted at him again.

This choice, of course, is not difficult.

But that's for ordinary people.

I, Lu Ran, am not an ordinary person.

At least after the water prison is determined to die, he is no longer an ordinary person.

If it is Huihuan, you must choose to fight side by side with the immortals.

If it is Yang Ya, he will definitely stand on the side of this sect and put down the rebellion.

And I'm Lu Ran, I don't choose either.

I will not make any more unnecessary sacrifices.

Lu Ran did something that everyone in the audience didn't expect.

He took off his helmet, and then looked fixedly at the masked man on the throne, and at the black iron mask.

Confusion and despair were like sharp knives, slicing his head open in one fell swoop.

He felt a spirit fly out of it.

Lu Ran, who didn't like him in that ring, flew out happily.

But as soon as he came outside the body, he saw the powder after the explosion of the falling fairy flowers, and immediately withered and shrank into a ball.

Soon, he died cleanly.

"I don't choose either side, I don't help either side, I'm just like him, sitting here and watching the play."

Lu Ran gritted his teeth and endured that he had never felt a headache, pointed his finger at the historian, and then sat down in place.