The fat-headed monk snorted, and the (shēn) body fell, and a golden figure flew out of the falling (shēn) body, and flew out of the array in a hurry, and as soon as it touched the light film of the trapped dragon array, it was bounced back.

Luo Yan faced the Yuan Ying that bounced back with a sword, completely wiping it out. Then he swung his sword and slashed at Helan.

At this time, Helan's entire attention was on Wu Beibei (shēn), he never expected the battle on the fat head monk's side to end so quickly, and when he felt a coolness in his right arm, he found that the cyan sword and his right hand were falling downward, and the same scene was playing out again.

Helan was startled at first, then angry eyebrows, and at the moment when he was startled, Wu Beibei's phantom sword cut off his other arm.

Seeing the two new arms grow at a visible speed (ròu), Helan was furious, and he stepped back in a (shēn) shape, took out a black soul banner with golden stars in his hand, bit the tip of his tongue and spit out a mouthful of essence blood on the black flag.

Looking at the black sail again, it suddenly became dozens of zhang long, and there were clouds of black gas rising on it, there were tens of thousands of balls, almost filling most of the light curtains.

Helan held the black sail in his hand, swaying angrily, and shouted in his mouth: "One hundred thousand (yīn) souls, go and tear them apart for me——。 ”

Looking at the black qi as if it had life, it let out bursts of (yīn) sen's strange laughter, and rushed towards Luo Yan and the others, and the light curtain was instantly filled with surging black qi, trapping the two of them in the middle.

With a wave of his arm, Luo Yan pulled Wu Beibei over, making her clinging to his back, and then with a movement of his mind, a layer of golden light emitted from (shēn), which just enveloped the two of them, and the black qi stopped advancing at a distance of a kilometer away from the light of the Vajra Relic, and the two froze.

Wu Beibei was a little nervous, her heart was beating at a rapid pace, hitting Luo Yan's back, clanging.

She didn't expect Helan to become so powerful, and she began to worry about her father's history repeating itself, and worried that she would kill Luo Yan.

Looking at the change of Luo Yan's hands, his mouth spit out the four words "hum", "ma", "wisdom", and "Mou" one after another, and a kind of grand occasion of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Dynasty appeared in front of everyone, which was so peaceful.

Seeing that the black sail in his hand was out of control, Helan immediately put it away, took out another Vermilion Bird Immortal Venerable, threw it into the air, pointed his finger a little, and spit out a few strange runes from his mouth and flew to the Immortal Venerable.

A crimson Vermilion Bird flew out of it and pounced on Luo Yan, opening its mouth to spit out raging fire.

Luo Yan felt that the temperature on the side of the ice crystal snow silkworm (ròu) rose rapidly, as if it was about to melt the two of them, and in a hurry, Luo Yan took out two pieces of ice crystal snow silkworm (ròu), and each person quickly ate one by one, temporarily resisting the fire of the Vermilion Bird.

Then he raised the Haixin Dragon Yin Sword in the flames, and slashed down diagonally towards Helan again, and Wu Beibei also transformed into countless points (shēn) again, holding the Phantom Sword and killing him.

Helan waved

The cyan long sword faced the two. Luo Yan knew in his heart that he had to end the battle before the coolness brought by the ice crystal snow silkworm (ròu) disappeared, otherwise he would be very passive, and the slightest mistake might harm Wu Beibei.

After thinking for a while, he threw the long sword into the air, separated a wisp of divine thought to control it and continued to attack, his right hand quietly took out the Death Flying Needle, and the index finger and middle finger of his left hand were put together, and he shouted: "At the same time as sending out the Divine Soul Thorn again, the way of speed was also used to the extreme, the Dragon Yin Sword, the Golden Sword Holy Spirit Finger, and the Death Flying Needle were almost at the same time (shè) to Helan."

Looking at Helan again, the Divine Soul Thorn that arrived first only made a sneer float at the corner of his mouth, and he took a step forward disdainfully, raised his long sword to block the galloping Dragon Yin Sword, and then (shēn) dodged sideways, avoiding the golden sword pointed by the Golden Sword Holy Spirit, but because the speed of the golden light was too fast, it was still broken through the body protection light film.

With a roar of rage, he raised his long sword and slashed at the top of Luo Yan's head, and a force that tore through the void emanated from the sword body, falling like a stone falling from ten thousand catties.

Luo Yan calmly raised his arm, looking at the nine cold lights flying out of his sleeve, if this move could not kill the other party, he was afraid that he would fall under this sword.

The speed at which the flying needle flew seemed to be very long, making Luo Yan wait for a long time before he saw the blood mist rise. The murderous aura above his head that crushed the mountains and rivers also stopped at this moment.

Helan's body was still standing in the void, as if waiting for the recovery of his body, Luo Yan almost without hesitation turned into a shadow dragon sparrow, grabbed the Haixin Dragon Yin Sword and flew to his approach, raised his sword and stabbed his dantian, only then did (bī) get his Yuan Ying out of his body.

Luo Yan took the opportunity to spit out a mouthful of infant fire, turning Helan's (ròu) (shēn) into ashes, and when Yuan Ying saw that (ròu) (shēn) was completely destroyed, he glared at Luo Yan angrily, and turned (shēn) to fly out.

The dragon bird took out a transparent empty bottle from behind, and the moment he was bounced up by the light curtain, he caught the bottle in the back and sealed the bottle cap directly.

Watching Helan's Yuan Infant beating comically inside, Luo Yan pointed to the bottle (shēn) and recited a few mantras in his mouth, and a raging fire ignited inside the transparent bottle.

Seeing that the Yuan Infant in the bottle was almost transparent, Luo Yan urged the magic technique again, extinguished the flames, and then looked at the Yuan Infant inside, who was already dying. That's when the bottle was put away.

This bottle is the one he got in the secret realm, when he was on the Half-Holy Island before, he took it out and let Tong Wu see it, this is an acquired magic weapon made of innate materials, specially used to hold the bottle of divine soul and primordial infants. It can be called the soul bottle, and the content of the jade slip is the method of controlling the soul bottle (cāo). But he hasn't opened the brocade box.

After the Divine Soul and the Yuan Infant are loaded, they will neither forget nor escape. However, it has also cut off all contact with the outside world.

Wu Beibei had her revenge, and she stood there laughing loudly, and then became crying again.

At first, Luo Yan didn't care, his long-cherished wish for thousands of years was finally repaid, and it was normal for a moment (qíng) to get out of control.

After he withdrew the big array, he put away the storage rings and magic weapons of these people, threw the corpses into the Qiankun bag, and then erased the traces of the fight.

When he was about to leave, he found that Wu Beibei was still crying, and after stepping forward to persuade her, he felt that her (qíng) was still not improving, and just as he was about to take out the silver boat, Wu Beibei actually stabbed his (xiōng) mouth with a phantom sword, and silently said in his mouth: "Father, mother, the great revenge has been avenged, and my daughter is here to accompany you." ”

Fortunately, Luo Yan reacted quickly, grabbed her wrist in time, and only two inches of the tip of the sword penetrated deep into her body, and the moment she pulled it out, a stream of blood spurted out.

At this time, Luo Yan didn't care about the difference between men and women, raised his hand to tear open her clothes in front of her (xiōng), and a stream of true qi entered the wound, stopping the gushing blood, and then smeared some white medicinal powder on it, and watched the wound heal at a speed visible to the (ròu) eye, and finally closed completely, connecting with the bulging place, becoming white and flawless, and then helping her to tidy up her clothes again.

During the whole process, Wu Beibei just looked at Luo Yan laughing stupidly, and had no other reaction.

Luo Yan was worried that she would have thoughts of self-harm again, so he had to seal her several places (xué) first, and take her to jump on the silver boat and return to the desert island where she lived.

Another three years have passed, and under Luo Yan's careful guidance and care, Wu Beibei's hollow heart disease has improved, and she has not had another attack in the past six months.

On this day, she wore a tight (shēn) white bag (tún) skirt, which further highlighted the devil (shēn) material, Luo Yan was watering the flowers and plants outside the cave, she walked out of the cave, picked up a water spoon, and quietly poured it on Luo Yan's neck.

A chill hit, Luo Yan looked back and saw her smile, and also raised his hand and poured a spoonful of water over it, Wu Beibei saw that Luo Yan poured her, naturally she would not show weakness, and poured another spoonful.

The two monks in their infancy seemed to have returned to their childhood, happily having a water fight, and bursts of happy laughter came out.

Looking at the bright smile in the rainbow, Luo Yan lost his mind for a moment, not wanting to be deceived (shēn) by Wu Beibei at this time, and picked up a bucket of water and splashed it head-on.

Luo Yan instinctively grabbed his hands forward and tried to push her away, but he grabbed a soft place, and he froze there like an electric shock, and his hands forgot to withdraw for a while.

Wu Beibei (shēn) trembled, and then his face was red (jiāo), and he pretended to be angry and said, "Why, I haven't seen enough before, and now I'm starting to do it?"

Luo Yan was taken aback when he heard this, quickly withdrew his hand, touched his nose awkwardly, and said a little nervously: "That...... I didn't mean to. As soon as he raised his head, he quickly lowered his head again.

At this time, the scene was a little warm, the white clothes that were originally tight (shēn) on Wu Beibei (shēn) were already soaked, and Luo Yan himself was also a (shēn) water. After a long time, Luo Yan suppressed the evil fire in his heart and said, "Wu Fairy, you go back to the cave mansion to change your clothes, wearing wet clothes is not good for your body." He himself casts a spell to evaporate the water stains from (shēn).