Who?

This was the first thought that many people had when they saw the female Taoist.

She fell from the sky and landed on the city wall, her gaze like a cold star, looking at the prefect Lan Wentai in the sky.

Zhao Yingyun held the lamp behind her, and in the surging firelight, her black hair fluttered in the wind.

"The lord of the mansion actually attacked his own teachings, hehe!" The female Taoist said with a sneer.

"Who are you?" Lan Wentai's face was ugly, and he asked in a somewhat questioning tone.

"Tiandu Mountain, Zhangjiaoyuan, Xun Lanyin." When the female Taoist's voice fell, the beads in her hand were thrown, and the sky instantly changed color, and an inky wave emerged, in which dots of blue light intertwined.

Lan Wentai felt that the sky was locked at this moment.

He was shocked in his heart, he didn't expect this female Taoist of Tiandu Mountain to be so domineering, and he actually did it directly.

As soon as his hand flipped over, a large golden seal had already appeared, which was not only his prefect's seal, but also a magic weapon made by secret law sacrifice.

He threw the golden seal into the air, bringing up a golden glow, protecting the void around him and blocking the star-blue light that fell from the inky sky.

Seeing that there was an extra sword in his hand, he slowly pulled it out, and the brilliant white light in the scabbard was like a needle, and everyone looked at it and couldn't help covering their eyes.

At this moment, everyone saw that Xun Lanyin's hand touched from his sleeve, and there was already a small flag.

The small flagpole was as long as dust, the shaft was dark and blue, and there were blue and purple runes on the flag.

I saw her left hand pointing towards Lan Wentai in the sky.

"Definitely!"

The starlight in the inky black sky with blue stars flickered.

Lan Wentai's whole body froze, and even the golden brilliance around him seemed to freeze, and the brilliance on the big seal suddenly dimmed.

And his hand to draw the sword also stopped, but he saw the force in his hand, and the sword light in the scabbard flashed, and the 'Ding' spell seemed to be cut by the invisible sword light.

And the Xuanyuan Water Flag in Xun Lanyin's hand waved, and another woman's crisp and strong majestic drink order appeared: "Shoot!" ”

The starlight in the inky black sky seemed to circulate for a moment.

The sound of 'ding' and the 'shooting' after it, one after the other, but it was like the back foot stepping on the front foot, and the back sound was the front sound.

The power of this spell seems to be stacked on top of each other.

Zhao Yingyun was behind her, although this spell was not issued to him, or he also obviously felt that his body was bound by some kind of force, and then the whole person's spirit seemed to be pulled out, but fortunately, he was prepared and immediately restrained his mind.

And Lan Wentai, who was facing Xun Lanyin, felt the restraint, and with a flash of sword light in his hand, he broke the spell of 'Ding', but there was a force that tore out his soul at this moment.

This was what happened in the very short interval between his own mana support.

He immediately reined in his thoughts, and faintly saw a phantom that was about to leave his body, forming a double shadow with his physical body.

I only heard him whisper with difficulty: "Town! ”

His magic weapon is 'seal', and the main spell he cultivates is to suppress the law, which can not only suppress the enemy, but also suppress his own soul, and not be invaded by external evils.

It's just that he lost the lead all of a sudden, and half of his soul has been captured, and he can't exert his strength in suppressing the law.

And Zhao Zhiyun knew that Xun Lanyin had done her best from the beginning.

The blue light in the sky was flickering, and Xun Lanyin on the city wall continued to wave the Xuanyuan Water Flag in her hand, and Lan Wentai found that the water vapor in her body was rapidly draining.

There were still magic weapons in his treasure bag, but at this time, he was captured by the divine soul, but he couldn't move at all.

He struggled hard, but he couldn't even make a sound, and he felt that the power of the soul was like coming from the whole world.

In the end, he could only despair, feeling his body dry.

He never imagined that he would be killed like this.

The spells of the dementor are not uncommon, he has also encountered a lot, he has the Golden Seal Town Divine Soul, those people he met before couldn't capture his divine soul at all, but today he met a person who can perturbate his divine soul, and then he has no chance to regret it.

It was quiet, and many people were watching, watching the prefect's body dry up little by little, watching his spirit being ingested into the darkness.

Lan Wentai's corpse fell on it, and his magic weapon, the Golden Seal, was ingested into Xun Lanyin's hand.

On the other side, Meng Yanhu had already been burned to the ground.

"This person secretly attacked the monk of the duel in Tiandu Mountain, trying to break the agreement between Tiandu Mountain and Zhennan Wangfu, and everyone saw it, so he killed him to warn the world." Xun Lanyin's voice echoed in the wind.

It's over.

None of the families present dared to move, because they all knew why Zhao Chengyun and Meng Yanhu were dueling here, and the more they knew the reason, the more they didn't dare to move.

It is said that in the palace of Zhennan Wang, the flames in the pass were crushed by the downpour and thunder that day.

Today, they really felt the tremendous oppressive force from the cultivation sect.

In their hearts, Tiandu Mountain was just a big faction in the mountains, a place to preach and teach the Dharma, because they didn't interfere much in the affairs of the world, so the low-level monks only knew their names, but they didn't know their prestige.

That's why I feel that Guangyuan Mansion has a prefect, a head of a major family, and a Zhennan Wangfu, and is not afraid of those big factions in the mountains, because in their hearts, these characters are indeed powerful.

Now many people didn't expect such a result, even Zhao Yingyun didn't expect it.

When he and the disciples of the lower courtyard hugged Xun Lanyin back to the Daozi Courtyard, he solemnly saluted Xun Lanyin and said, "Disciple Zhao Zhiyun, thank you Master Xun for saving your life." ”

The other disciples saluted and said, "Meet Master Xun." ”

Xun Lanyin looked at these people, waved her hand and said, "It doesn't have to be like this, Zhao Yingyun, where do you live?" ”

"The disciple lives in another place." Zhao Yingyun said.

"You take me." Xun Lanyin said.

"Yes." After Zhao Zhiyun finished speaking, he told the others that it was best not to leave the Daozi Courtyard, so as not to be attacked by someone from a family who had lost his mind here.

Coming to Zhao Negative Yun's residence, Xun Lanyin sat directly on the chair that Zhao Negative Yun usually sat on, she looked at Zhao Negative Yun, this kind of scrutinizing gaze seemed to see him through.

After a while, I heard her say, "It's not bad." ”

Zhao Yingyun rarely heard her say this, and couldn't help but smile.

However, Xun Lanyin said: "However, your spells are still too fancy, and you lack the ability to make up your mind. ”

Zhao Chengyun knew what she meant, after all, Zhao Zhiyun knew that the word method in her spell was really domineering, and now that she had the magic weapon made of Xuanyin Bead, her spell seemed to have a higher level of change.

Even the Purple Mansion Monk, under her spell, had no room to fight back if she was not careful.

"Yes, the disciple is pondering and cultivating." Zhao Yingyun said.

"You have to think more about your own cultivation, don't practice those spells that look gorgeous but are useless, no matter how beautiful fireworks are, they are just fireworks." After Xun Lanyin finished speaking, she leaned on the chair and half-lay down, put a pair of feet on the chair next to her, and closed her eyes.

Zhao Yingyun didn't say anything more, just looked at her face, feeling that Master Xun's mana spell and her compelling arrogance had covered up her beauty.

Suddenly, her eyes opened, and Zhao Yingyun hurriedly looked away.

Love is the deadliest calamity for a practitioner.

The reason why red dust is red dust is because of the amorous silk in red dust.

And the double cultivation between the cultivations, there is a lamp.

Zhao Yingyun came to his room, put the lamp on the table, stood in front of the lamp, and a shadow behind him lay on the ground.

The room was silent, and the lamp was three.